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ArcRift

Cloud Strife

The fight against firefly had been going exceedingly well, maybe a little too well. Just as they were about to win it happened, their big bad came back and finished off the villain in a gruesome manner. Cloud couldn't help but flinch and cover his eyes with an arm, trying to avoid the sight of the now faceless firefly. A terrible sight that reminded him of the mental fall of a certain someone he knew. As soon as he came, Superman had taken off without a fight. The merc was starting to have wonders and doubts as he looked up into the sky above, squinting and seeing nothing helpful. Cloud wanted to know Supermans motive, curious about what would drive him to turn against man.

Lex's airplane was the better place to ponder this, no choice in the matter. Boarding was easy and Cloud opted to sit alone at some window seat, knowing full well Sephiroth would be forced to fly anyways. It saves seats and it protects him from sitting anywhere near the man, so it's the best rule in his eyes. The merc had to keep his sword settled between his legs, hands restlessly grasping at it as if anyone could or would steal it. That, or he was just unusually on edge about all of this. He was there for the job and that's it, he rather keep his head staring out the plane than inside. He knew no one in there and rather not get to know any of them, it was a one time job and then he got to go home- right? There could be a whole host of distractions that keep them there, maybe getting stuck wasn't a bad idea for him specifically. If he can't get back home maybe Sephiroth can't either- or he can and Cloud is fucked because he can't. It was a headache to think about he simply didn't, giving a gruff sigh and crossing his arms while allowing the Buster Sword to lean on him. At least the travel was nice, no rough car or shoddy aircraft or helicopter. It was comfortable and he could actually sit down, not that he had any room for pacing. Even if Cloud could pace around he would just be told to calm down and stop fidgeting, leaving sitting idly the better option. The merc could practically space out while he sat there, off in his own head the instant he had settled down. He looked especially pissy when like that, eyebrows drawn down into a bigger frown than usual.

"Something just doesn't sit right with me about this."
Cloud shifted in his seat with a heavy sigh, groaning as he looked out his window. Hopefully the sight will be better up there and they won't be shot down mid-flight. Every time he appeared he hadn't attacked them, and the only person he's killed- well, he had it coming. The image of the man getting his face ripped through by pure concentrated light wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, nor the memory of the stink of it. It's just another sight one will eventually witness when doing a job like he does, it gets easier the less he thinks about it. Whether something was off or not didn't matter, Cloud had a job to do and a home to get back to, probably friends who are worried as well. And it wasn't like Sephiroth and him will come to any mutual agreement to make the time go by faster for both of them, so they can get back to tearing out each other's throats and some kind of fucked up "destiny" bullshit.

Cloud is open for interactions

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Lucifer Morningstar

Bombs were taken care of, the villain was going down easily and victory was moments away- then Superdick came in and melted right through Firefly's skull. A once fired up man was now nothing more than a faceless husk waiting to rot and blow away in the wind. Lucifer had seen terrors much worse, but this was still sobering. If the hero inside Superprick ever woke up again it'll be horrified at what had taken place. Blood like that was enough to stain even the purest of souls, guilt was the heaviest thing and it made the dead sink as low as it can bring them. Surely this wasn't going to end well in life or death, though that's why they were there wasn't it? There was no remorse as the flying fuckhead left in seconds, leaving them there with no one but themselves- and now that massive jet. Lucifer wouldn't need to board it at all, his wings being more than fast enough to keep up. Maybe he could show off to the others a little, have a little fun with all these strangers. Luci could also do something much better, sit on the wing of the plane to show off. He was strong enough to do so and it takes the effort out of flying.

Climbing up onto one of the massive metal wings, Lucifer got himself comfortable and decided to sit there instead of actually flying along. Why would he? Being an angel he could fly at the speed of light practically! He didnt need to catch up to a silly jet, it had to catch up to him! Plus it gave everyone a great view of him and he got to be a dick about it. Though the Devil had his own thoughts to tend to, eyes not particularly focused on anything. Superman was an honourable foe, but that was not the act of a hero. Lucifer would had done that to someone to punish them, a deliberate act of pure violence meant to hurt them. If he was lucky he would get to use his mojo on Superfiend over there, any knowledge of his inner desires and wants could shed a light on what's going on- but there he his, wanting to help the situation without violence. It's been a while since he had to truly fix it with fists and feathers, it gave Luci a small hope he might be able to snap some sense into their villain. Though he doubts it heavily, it wouldn't happen and he'd probably get a good ol fist to the face. If he really wanted to test hid theory he knew as least someone here who could use their marbles back but definitely won't take them back. They are far too busy to stop to get his head sliced open by a gothic maniac with a Sword that physically shouldn't be that long. Definitely a flex, but thats not his circus so he's not going to go check it out. Not his circus, not his monkey. No testing anything out on anyone, just a simple joy ride to his destination before an assumed show down.

Lucifer is open for interactions

(For those stuck flying as well)

ArcRift

Cloud Strife

Attempts to strike the pack down had worked, the mercs sword dealing a good enough blow to start to stagger it. Cloud wasn't about to let up now, synergizing with Shezos thunder for a combined spell with more power. He said nothing as he did a simple wave of his hand to join in on the assault, though Cloud was aiming more for the pack. He wanted it down, there were enough people aiming elsewhere that he could go straight for it. His bombardment hadn't stopped at the magic, taking an unusually large leap up to get close enough that his Sword would hit. He was depending on the distraction of everyone else to let his swing land, a possibility to land three hits with the way he spun himself- using the momentum to get a good few blows before he naturally fell back down to the ground again. The merc had no care for the bombs, he could heal himself after if it was terrible enough. Cloud did block with his sword, bracing himself for the impact of the bombs. This wasn't anything he wasn't used to, with all these people helping it was almost too easy- so far. He didn't want to speak too soon, someone had yet to die in some horrible dramatic way- or casually and with great disappointment. Either way no one had died yet so it was best to hold their breath.

@Mav @Thatguyinastore

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Lucifer Morningstar

Letting out a triumphant laugh from hitting Firefly, it was quickly cut off by the fact there was now bombs ready to explode any second now. With little time to think Lucifer had swooped down and planted his feet on the ground, a big flap of his wings causing a decent wind that he used in hopes to blow them all away from the group. Though he wasn't really watching where, all Luci cared about was keeping the group as safe as he could while they focused efforts on the flaming fuck. With the bombs hopefully out of the way Lucifer turned his attention to Firefly, sending a gust of wind with another strong flap. He was hoping to knock him off balance again with all the attacks going his way, jumping back into the sky hopefully in time to avoid any explosions.

A time like this didn't call for much thought, his mind was pretty empty aside from racing thoughts that passed too fast to be processed. His main tactic was to hang back until he had an opening to do something, letting everyone else show off. All he had was speed, strength, and an immunity to flames. Useful, but not as useful as the others were. Firefly would go down easy with or without him, but he's helping and that's what matters.

ArcRift

Cloud Strife

Just has he had made the conclusion that all was fine for now, it definitely was not fine. A crazed pyromaniac went through the camp with his flamethrower, quickly starting a fight. It had mostly been ignorable until the villain had slammed into their building, causing Cloud to lose his footing for a second. It wasn't hard for the merc to gain stability again, taking his sword out instantly. Sephiroth probably wouldn't help, but displays of power are always welcome when it gets him further. A simple slash of his weirdly long sword or a nice stab and it's done, but thats too easy and they all need some entertainment. Cloud would get bored if he didn't do all the heavy lifting, swords and killing is just his thing. If he tries hard enough maybe something he does will be impressive- or get his ass kicked by his silver haired stalker. Though for now the main focus is the flame slinging bastard right at their feet. Shezo had already launched an attack against the enemy, showing Cloud that this guy was much better as a friend rather than foe. Though it also stranded him on the roof as soon as the oddly coloured fox had made its leave, the merc would be fine. He had to launch an attack of his own, rushing up closer to the edge of the roof before waving a hand and casting lightning on the jetpack. He hoped enough of it would fuck up the machinery and cause the firefly become no more than a firewalk, a simple man in armor with a flame thrower. If his sword was longer he could probably swing right here and hit the other man, but for Cloud to land a real hit he would have to jump- and he wasn't too confident about landing at this height.

Giving himself room for a running start, Cloud rushed at Firefly and jumped off the ledge. His sword was held above him, quickly slashing down at the armored man. The merc didn't care where it hit, as long as it hit once Cloud would swing again a few times before letting himself fall. He wasn't sure how he'd land but it didn't quite matter, being caught by another or not the merc landed pretty safely. He had to lift his sword back up into position, looking back at the action above. So many people attacking him all at once, what was this dudes plan? Just storm in and burn them all? Hopefully his plan wasn't as stupid as it was turning out to be, it would be a shame if he was just some idiot with fire and man made wings. Either way one blow from his Sword is going to be enough to leave even a tiny opening for another attack. The second that jetpack stops working that man was fucked, so Cloud knows exactly where to aim. Not that he would share the idea with anyone, he needs to keep that pack open for attack. Revealing anything might make him guard it even more, and they didn't have time for that.

@Mav @SkiptheKip

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Lucifer Morningstar

Fire ripped its way through the camp with ease, some flame obsessed freak causing quick trouble. It had made everyone scramble to fight the cause of the flames, though Lucifer had other plans. He couldn't be scorched or touched by the heat, it was no sweat off his back as he had been standing in the middle of the chaotic heat. The injured had to be helped before they were engulfed in the fire, and Lucifer wasn't needed right away anyways. With a flap of his wings he was able to get to the people and get them a safe distance away in Seconds. He could only hold one or two at a time so it made it take longer if he had no help, but either way he could get everyone to safety the moment the fires broke out. It didn't help all the explosions and action happening in the sky, a major distraction as he tried to focus his efforts on the helpless. Once again he was shoved back to a helping role, not even trying to rush into the action yet. He had to make sure everyone was okay and safe, the devil easily getting everyone out of the danger zone. Once everyone had been accounted for he had lead them farther away from the fighting, taking note of all the street names and where he was. It was important he knew where he was, dropping the group off somewhere he was confident they could escape or be picked up by paramedics. Before Lucifer left to rejoin the fight he had to make sure one of them had called for medical assistance, not wanting to leave everyone god knows where while injured and near a very heated fight.

Once satisfied with his deed he had taken flight to the skies and rushed back, not taking very long to get into battle. In fact, he entered the battle by ramming himself into Firefly at full speed. The moment he was close enough to see the enemy he had rushed towards him, slamming his shoulder into the man. The force had made Lucifer stop, though the same couldn't be said for the poor jetpacked man he threw himself into. The devil had made it just in time for Cloud to finish his attack and fall, coming out of almost nowhere and dealing a simpler one of his own. Lucifer pulled back for some distance while he waited before dealing another blow, wanting to let the others more equipped for fighting to handle it more. Lucky for Luci, none of the man's fire would work on him so staying close was no issue for him. Why be far away when fire doesn't hurt and he can bend metal to his will? The Devil had no fear of this man, he was rather annoyed honestly. Now wasn't the time for wits, everyone was too busy bombarding the poor man with attacks that it didn't matter. Lucifer hung back out of safety and anticipation for another attack from either side.

@Thatguyinastore

ArcRift

Cloud Strife

The show of lightning had brought nothing but a simple pigeon down, no use in trying to help increase the spells power with his own lightning. Superman wasn't here anymore, it was a warning hit- or a taunt. Whoever Superman was now, he was an asshole flaunting his power to someone who he knew. There had to be something they weren't being told, something that will put everything into perspective so they could see what was really going on. This had only revealed what he already knew, that Superman had ditched after the attack. There wasn't anyone for him to fight this time, a massive disappointment. It made the merc cross his arms with an annoyed huff, Turing back to the building they had first appeared in. Something was wrong, maybe Lex wasn't the bad guy here but he was holding something back. That small detail he's hiding could be the thing that kills more people than they ever will, unnecessary blood on his hands from hiding a little detail- but Cloud had a feeling Lex was the kind of man with tons of that on him already, he had a look to him that he didn't trust. It wasn't his problem he's just being hired to take someone out, Sephiroth is just the unfortunate baggage that Cloud can't get rid of. Seph made a better weight than actual help, but he was used to that so this was just the average day for the merc.

"He's clearly not here anymore, even if we had a plan it would have been useless. We should probably regroup, there's no more danger here."

Looking down gave Cloud a good view of the first aid camp set up below, frowning to himself. At least people were going to be fine, no major deaths at all. The team down at the camp must have things covered, it all looked fine down there. Maybe the merc should have went inside the building, surely they made more progress than him. All he had was that their big bad was a big scardy cat. During Clouds own thoughts and scanning of the ground below, he had noticed something coming towards them. It was a soft light blue and- a fox? Whatever it was, the quick approach made Cloud retreat from the edge of the building to get a safe distance away from its landing. It didn't look like it was going to kick their ass, so the merc remained calm as he sized it up. Maybe it's here to help, if it is it needs to know that there's nothing up here.

"Looks like our Superman is gone, hit the building then ran. Not really sure why, but I'm confident he's not returning right away."

There was no real use in staying up here to look, surely the other two would understand. They were needed elsewhere, probably with the rest of the group. Hopefully things were wrapping up by now, there was surely going to be more questions for their captor. Cloud knew that he wanted to speak up next time, but that had to wait. Their new roof top buddy here would probably want a word with them- if it could speak. It looks like something that would talk, the merc was confident it talked.

@Mav @SkiptheKip

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Lucifer Morningstar

Everything on the ground level wasn't that bustling as expected, in fact it was quite quiet aside from a few bold individuals. It would be boring if there wasn't someone with an ego bigger than themselves, and lucky for them they had quite a few! But now he was stuck in a team with these people, absolutely horrid. Maybe playing along was the last thing he wanted to do, Lucifer was much happier back in hell. No super powered assholes to fight, and no team members that grind each other's gears. Though it is a much needed adventure, can't have fun without some hardship! And speaking of hardships, they seemed to avoid lots of deaths and major injuries with their quick reaction. Their thankful timing had probably saved many lives, or none at all. Who could really know, either way these people should get to a hospital fast- has anyone even called for medical assistance. Do any of them even have the means for that? Not to mention who even knew the address of where they were? Ooooh human technology, brilliant yet not good enough for emergencies like these. They would just have to make do and help people themselves. Someone around here had to have some useful ability to let these families wall home as if nothing was wrong. It seemed that they had more powers to harm all these people, especially considering the one who had walked up with more talk for a man of his size. He looked like a demon, it would explain the horrid behavior and rotten ego. All the devil could do was roll his eyes with a bored "tssk," going into the center of the camp to make use of his abilities as best as be could.

"We can't go a moment without someone throwing insults and fists, can we? I'll say we were doomed if we didn't have enough competence to carry half of you dolts.."

Lucifer conversed to himself with crossed arms, muttering complaints to no one in particular as he assessed the area. He wouldn't have chosen a team quite like this, but the more the merrier. Something is bound to get done with a cast such as this, though the devil was hoping for a face to face with their superdouche that evaded them. They would fight when the time was right, but until then they had this to deal with. Injuries civilians that got caught in a cross fire that had nothing to do with them, an unfortunate reality made worse with super powered assholes in capes. Nothing Lucifer couldn't handle, but that didn't stop the slight sorrow from innocents getting tangled in a deadly fight they weren't a part of. They had a good team of idiots put together, but this team of idiots was aiming to take out an even bigger idiot. No one knew what was coming, but that's what made it fun! The thrill of not knowing, everyone needs the rush of dancing with death at least once! Lucifer? He could stand to feel it multiple times in his long, long life.

"At least this wasn't as bad as it could have been had our super powered fiend had decided to stay and tango. He could be back so let's try to save all that fire for the real enemy, none of us want to go home in spirit now do we?"

It was too tempting to glance over at the most obvious three, Negan, that suit of armor, and the annoying blue asshat wanting to taunt them. At least he could laugh along with Negan, but that blue one was already rubbing him the wrong way.
@Thatguyinastore @Lmpkio @ProfSpacecakes @SkiptheKip @Attesa @RirisStride1 @darkred [anyone else at the camp]

ArcRift

Cloud Strife

Getting onto the roof was a piece of cake for this other guy, easily jumping up with alarming speeds. Going fast is always a good way to get that blood pumping! Cloud had made a grunt in surprise when dragged along so fast. Sure it could be rather fun, but it was still one of the less preferable travel methods. Whatever gets the job done, you know? Speaking of jobs, he had one of his own. The man from before seemed to be nowhere in sight, but the chaos down there didn't seem cleared yet. Looking to the sky gave nothing, no one was there aside from some obnoxious angel who soon went down after someone else had approached him. Nothing useful, the man seems to have moved on or is in hiding. When asked what his plan was, Cloud could only give an amused breath before glancing at Schezo and then back at the sky. His hesitation came from the wonder on if Superman was even around. Maybe they should wait a moment, see if he strikes again. He was their worlds greatest hero was he not? Or at least one of them. The merc only knew of one situation where a hero fell into darkness- and now the asshole follows him around like some deranged mutt. Though Sephiroth had some method to his madness, this didn't seem to make sense quite yet-

Cloud glanced back at Luther's building, then over to the one destroyed. It was in perfect view of Lex's window, and so was Superman for a mere moment. A taunt before fucking off, a warning to someone he might know. Was this man going about things for no reason? Or was there some pattern they couldn't see? Some missing piece they hadn't gotten or overlooked, maybe the answer was staring them in the face and they just couldn't understand or see it yet. Cloud knew nothing about Superman so it made everything more difficult than it should be, was he even around? This would be too easy if he just showed up guns blazing- though if he did then it would still be too easy, there could be something puppeting the poor man like some play thing. Maybe he was overthinking things, they should first find out if the dude was even there.

"He might not even be around, so we should try something eye catching. If he's close enough or even cares, it should draw him here."

Turning back around and walking more to the middle of the roof, the merc pulled out the sword with ease and started to scan the area. He looked ready to block at any moment, trying to spot anything hiding. Maybe he wanted to watch the chaos, or perhaps left a trail of where he went? Cloud needed some sort of clue to go off of, right now he had nothing at it was frustrating. Sephiroth wouldn't be of any help even if he wanted to be, what insight could someone like him even provide? Other than harsh jabs verbally and physically. This other guy though? He seemed helpful, cocky but someone who could get the job done and not be a sassy bitch.

"If you have anything to add now would be the time, I'm starting to wonder about our enemy."

@Mav

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Lucifer Morningstar

Efforts proven fruitless, The Devil couldn't help but give an annoyed huff and cross his arms. Their superfiend might have slipped off for one reason or another, whatever it was it couldn't be good in the slightest. Before Lucifer could delve too deep into his thoughts he was met up by the lovely lady from before. Seeing her brought a smile to his face, one that only got bigger when he noticed the wings. She could fly as well? How exciting! Once they weren't under so much stress and danger he had to get to know this woman, even if she had just mocked him. He didn't take it too personally, she was probably just joking around anyways. Either way Luci had clearly loosened up and started to look towards the action. Maybe he was more useful down there, the superasshole hasn't gotten back yet so they should focus on the other chaos. While his words were deserved she was right, Luci should calm down and save the lines for a real fight. Right now wasn't the time and he was getting too frustrated too soon, everything would fall into place he just had to have faith. Not that it was ever easy, but faith is all an angel like him could have at times. A hope that it would just work out somehow, that even the prayers of the highest beings can be answered. If miracles happened to him, it could happen here. Not that one was needed yet, but Morningstar had a feeling they were getting into something deeper than a simple hero gone rogue.

"You are right dear, I should save it for later. It seems that he doesn't even want to come out for a little fun this time. Ah, we'll get him next time."

Bayonetta had suggested to fly down, not even waiting for a decision. Lucifer admired it, so much so all he could do was grin and chuckle before following behind her. They had planning to do anyways, and if Superman wasn't coming back it might be for the best. Though it was undeniably strange this whole situation, and he had a sense that something was missing or about to happen. He had to know more, and now he had the right questions- sort of. He was on the right track, but right now there were other things to be worried about. Survivors and those injured, anyone trapped under rubble, and a sweep for any fires any those trapped in them. If Superman really wasn't around, he should focus on the people and saving lives. Lucifer had to concentrate even if the sketchy feeling seemed to eat at him. Something wasnt totally right, where was the big bad? Why here and now? It bugged him to no end not to know, but he couldn't afford to stand around and waste more time. Still...

"Goodness- something just doesn't feel right to me. Something isn't totally adding up, should we wait a second and see if there's another strike? It can't be just one, this can't be some random attack but I can't prove any of it. Maybe he's just off somewhere else doing the same thing..."

Lucifer took a moment to take in his surroundings, putting his wings away with a roll of his shoulders and a groan. A few seconds wouldn't hurt when his wings take him at light speeds, if they don't wait they might miss something important- or more people will die for no reason. Maybe they should move along, there doesn't seem to be anything here yet. The Devil looked nervous and in his own head as he glanced around and stayed near Bayonetta, for his own sake more than anything. He was comfortable enough to have his hands in his pockets, but his face and posture still read as stressed. Then again, who wouldn't be?

"We shouldn't lollygag too long, people might be dying! Don't want to miss all the fun you know."

@Pixxieblush

ArcRift

Cloud Strife

Everyone was already rushing to help, everything seemed to be chaos. Not surprising that Sephiroth said "fuck you, you're on your own pal," and just left. A major annoyance, but it's not like they would ever work together anyways. The moment they worked together hell would freeze over. Though lucky for Cloud he was offered a ride, one he can't refuse. The Mercenary took Shezos hand in an instant and pointed up to the roof of a tall building with a frown.

"Get me up there, I think I can get to him from there. If not he will find me just fine."

Cloud was going to get Supermans attention and use it to draw him out of hiding. He may look small, but the merc could pack a punch that could even stagger Sephiroth. All he needed was to stagger Superman and it was all over. If he got flung off the building? It'll be fine, worse comes to worse Sephiroth saves his ass and scolds him or something. That or they play a game of super powered ping pong with Cloud as the poor ball, but he doubted it would come to that.

"I could probably use the assistance if you aren't going to save any of the people."

There was no way to tell Supermans power until he actually fought him, and even then Cloud had a feeling he would do just fine. Just keep blocking until there's an opening and then strike, no way this man would be immune to the Buster Sword while it was full of Materia. That thing could hit even the beefiest of bosses, why would this guy be any different? Superman his ass, this guy was about to become Super fucking Dead if he didn't stop.

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Lucifer Morningstar

From the looks of things Lucifer didn't really need to help any civilians, the others had that covered just fine. Now was the moment to actually find Superman and kick his ass. Two flying, super powered beasts of man. Except Lucifer was immune to pretty much everything that wasn't holy or demonic in nature. If anything it'll be like a normal hit to a normal person, no worries about being beat to a pulp- at least so far. Lucifer could hold his own, if he's lucky someone will come help him. Though for now he has one mission and he had to do it quick.

The angel climbed higher in the air, trying to see as much as possible as he scanned the area. Where ever the Superdouche may be hiding, the glint off the devil's bright white feathers was sure to catch someone's eye. Even if it meant taking a hit from Superman, all Lucifer needed was a location so he could attack. He's probably one of the few that could actually fly, and also one of the few with strength that might match their foes. But if he could have done it all himself, they would have called for just him. They didn't, so he had to use the others for help. Whatever help they could be...

"Okay you supermoron, come on out and let's dance. You know how rude it is to keep the devil waiting? Your manners have gone right out the window along with your sanity!"

Insults weren't going to really work, but Lucifer had to anyways. Sure no one was around to hear his funny remarks, but what mattered to him is that he made them and he liked them. Any moment now the superfuck would show himself, maybe with lasers? A punch to his back? Maybe from under or above him? So many angles to cover and he was only one Angel, but he'd be fine.. right..?

ArcRift

Lucifer Morningstar

A woman had approached him and mentioned something about being at the throats of angels, though seemingly knowing he wasn't one of those. Perhaps those angels looked different, less human maybe. Then again he had to have some form humans could look at and admire, he was the most handsome of them all. At least, thats what the lore is. But speaking of admiring, the woman was quite the looker herself. Lucifer couldn't help but look her over tastefully, eyes going back to her face as he held a hand out to greet her.

"Goodness me, I must compliment you on your style my dear. You clearly know what suits you! The names Lucifer Morningstar, The Devil at your service. I do look forward to working with you, I must reinforce that I'm no angel you know of. Multiverse things you know?"

Had she taken and shook his hand Lucifer would pull it back after, listening intently to this possible new pal. She was quite the looker, though he wasn't looking at her with any gutter brain. He simply enjoyed the fact someone else had such good care for their reputation like he did, clearly a woman who could take care of more than just herself. He barely knew her, but he did know that aura around her. The confidence strong enough to smite God himself, an elegance that would make even the most stoic of angels look her way. At least in his eyes, but what does he know? He's just the king of hell after all!

Unfortunately there would be no time for further greetings, the building shaking to its core from their target. Within moments they were all rushed out of the building, no planning what so ever. Not exactly the kind of show down he was expecting, but he wasn't even surprised. If course it would go like this, it would be rude not to interrupt!

"Fuck- I'll go up there to see where he is. That prick isn't the only one who's fast in the air!"

Wings popped out of the devil's back, feathers gleaming from the light. With a single flap he shot into the sky in seconds, disappearing up into the smoke and dust of the collapsed building. As much as he would love to help with the people, showing his wings to them was a massive no no.

@pixxieblush

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Cloud Strife

Glancing over at who stood next to him, Cloud remained stoic as ever. The man did ask what else he could do, so what better than to show him? With a wave of his hand he had cast a low tier lightning on Cole, smirking to himself slightly. He didn't want to actually hurt the guy, he could just dodge it- probably. Even if it hit, it wouldn't cause too much damage he assumed. The man uses lightning, worst case scenario he absorbs it.

"That answer your question?"

Cloud looked away, crossing his arms and avoiding eye contact. Of course he could do more, his ability to hit Superman with his sword didn't really matter. There were other ways to do it, plus no one was immune to swords. Not his at least, not when he could actually hit Sephiroth with it. He would be fine, if worse comes to worse he can just use his sword to block. If he could get Sephiroth to actually help his ass maybe they would have this in the bag, the issue was getting the other to even want to help. He's not exactly someone anyone could bat their eyes at and beg oh so sweet at until he helped, you just had to get lucky. Was Cloud feeling lucky? Not really.

"I got more than that if you need a better demonstration. "

A sudden shake of the building sent Cloud stumbling, looking out at the culprit. Talk about timing, the merc had a feeling this wasn't just a coincidence. Either way there wasn't time to think on that, having to rush down and out of the office only for their hero gone sour to leave as fast as he had appeared. The building currently in the process of collapsing clearly wasn't stable enough to go up, he had to find another to scale to get to a better vantage point. With his hesitation on what to do he might find someone to follow at this rate.

@FactionGuerilla

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Cloud Strife

Things were moving fast, people already taking to leadership. No issue for him, Cloud wasn't that sort of leader anyways. He knew where he would be, clearly the strike team. With his strength it would be useless to have him anywhere else. Plus... Sephiroth might be a pain in the ass, but Cloud can usually count on the fact he won't actually kill him or let him be killed. If Superman was so strong, maybe he could give Seph a run for his money. Either way, things would go so much easier if he was on the battle field.

"It'd be stupid not to put me out there on the field. You don't need a summary of what I can do."

Cloud had his arms cross, leaning on a wall as he nodded his head towards his sword. What else did he have to say? If no one could assume what he did based on his looks than they weren't that bright. Small man, big sword, it's very clear to him. Then again, everyone doubts him and his abilities. Wouldn't be the first time he was underestimated. The merc couldn't speak for his "friend" Sephiroth, but he assumed he'd end up on the same team. It's not like he would help them with information at all, the fact he's still tolerating all this is amazing. That's a lot of restraint for him, he'd expect some huge performance but instead the others are hogging the spot light.

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Lucifer Morningstar

"Count me in with Blondie over there, you could use the strength of an angel to hold him still at the very least. Unless there's some murder investigation I don't think my charms will come in handy."

Lucifer was staying towards the back, liking how much personal space he could have back there. His services could be used for a lot! But he could fly, was very durable, and also had super strength. So while he may not have the most fancy of powers, they would be enough to withstand Superman. Hopefully. Either way he could make things a lot easier, even if it meant taking a lot of damage. He was an angel after all! He could just sit back after and heal, it'll be fine...

"Not to mention I can also fly, you'll definitely need help up there."

The sooner he goes home the better, this was all nonsense but if things were that desperate then fine. Sometimes a hero lives to see their powers twist their world upside down, taint them and their soul and corrupt their very being. A sad sight, to witness a once loved protector turn into the prosecutor they once fought. Such is life though, nothing that wouldn't happen anyways. The tides of fate were cruel, but even the brightest of starts collapse. All that was left was to clean up after a cruel natural order. Fighting it only drags you down deeper, that much Lucifer has learned.

ArcRift

Lucifer had hung in the back, probably hidden pretty well from all the action. He had no real questions, everyone else seemed to beat him to it. Obviously they aren't the most organized bunch, and maybe that'll bite him in the ass later. Though the angel was now much more confident in his situation. That couldn't be all to it- really? Just.. take out some super gone Rouge? That's.. not bad. He's been kidnapped for worse! Or would it be less? At least he's needed right now, that's all that had to really matter.

With all the infighting going on, he's starting to understand Kira more. Peace keeping? Nah, not really his style right now. Luci much rather stand at a safe distance and watch the chaos unfold, after all why should he help these hot-headed morons? They seemed to be all the destructive power they need, not even a few moments in and these fuckers seemed to be at his throat like rabid dogs. Have they no honour? Not even a shred of respect? Terrible. There was no helping this situation.

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On the other hand, Cloud was staying away for his own reasons. He wasn't much for talking in the first place, nor was he about to stop the others from being idiots. They weren't his problem, just some liability at the moment. All questions were getting answered, no real harm was done, and if he helps kill a man he gets to go home. Easy, right? Just like every other job the merc as done. Kill something, fetch something- whatever it was it was some hard task that payed well and made him stronger. Win-win yeah?

Though having ALL of these people here seems... excessive.. how strong was this "super-man?" And was he immune to swords? No one was immune to swords, and if they are no they aren't. Cloud will find a way, if they even need his help. Everyone in this room to kill one guy? Overkill, that man couldn't be so strong. Everything wore down eventually, he could do it if he tried hard enough... only would need a small team, not a small army. Cloud could care less for all these people, they fought too much and he wasn't being payed to like any of them. This was all too dramatic for his tastes, the merc practically scoffed at it all. They would wear out eventually, just had to let them scream a little.

ArcRift

Words from the other had made Lucifer look over at him, an amused look of his face. A short chuckle and a shake of his head, the devil didn't seem phased at all. More amused than anything. The man seemed to have an ego, easily twisting words. Though now Lucifer new a little more about his new buddy.

"Why take the risk at all if you don't have some fall back? I've dealt with too many humans, if this man doesn't have some way to keep us on the proverbial leash then I'd be throughly shocked."

Lucifer seemed to brush any possible threats aside, remaining calm. He had no reason to fear Kira so far, as far as he was aware he was just cocky. He had bigger things to worry about, fighting his fellow cagemates wasn't one of them. It was boring to have threats thrown at him, but he doesn't want to test the waters just yet. He stepped away from Kira a bit, looking around again but keeping an eye on the action.

"If you're so confident, maybe we should both play the peace keeper. The more hands working together the better, and after all we all want to go home. Less death the better- for now. I know I might either way, but if you're as strong as you claim I could use the help. Admittedly I don't have many powers that aren't good for non-humans. And as I've discovered- other angels from other places are much stronger than I am, so 9 times out of 10 I'll lose to another me. Absolutely dreadful if you ask me, partly why I hate the damn muktiverse. There's always a bigger fish in the sea!"

Turning back around and facing Kira, Lucifer looked him down once more. He looked rather frustrated, but his posture was still rather lax and calm. No huge worry clearly showing anywhere other than his face and the slight stress to his lean. Neither of them liked the situation or wanted to be here, they could work better together. Even if Lucifer takes a supportive role four hands are better than two, plus he has wings and an immunity to fire. Luci could be very helpful even if he doesn't have a ton of powers.

"So, what do you say? It's easier to take others down if you have a buddy! I'm not completely useless you know, even if we can both hold our own it's easier with a small team I've learned."

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