[Kaida Ikarashi]

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when i knew the world wasn't meant for me,

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you rescued me, you rescued me

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i can offer nothing, still you won't let go

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Everything seemed to happen so quickly but drag by at a snail's pace, like pulling back against elastic and anticipating for it to be released. Kaida kept wandering back to her singular train of thought— she couldn't wait for it to be over, put this person to rest, however it might be done or if it would kill him. There wasn't room for errors, or sympathy here— at least, in her mind, the mind that had been trained to produce results no matter how stained her hands could become. She froze, her heart skipping a beat at the sign of her sister looking up at her, lips about to move like she was going to say something. Kaida had never felt cold before. She didn't even think she could be.[break][break]

But her vision is clouded as Jack crashed in, dust and debris obscuring whatever illusion had dared to pose itself as her elder sister. Kasumi hadn't been seen in over five years— to show up in an event like this, seemingly with intents only to cause bloodshed, that wouldn't be her style. She may have been a part of the Ikarashi Clan, but she wasn't so insane to murder people in cold blood. There's no way she would ever do that to me, Kaida thought. Not my sister.[break][break]

Saving the Tortured wasn't what was in mind for Kaida. That creature was a threat, undeniably so, and with a shiver Kaida realised that Jack may have needlessly endangered himself and everyone else around them— it was already suffering, and would suffer more if they prolonged its life. If were up to her, she would have killed it on the spot.[break][break]

Something told her Jack wasn't about to let her do that.[break][break]

Dropping down from the building, the dragon stalked over to Jack to peer down at him, tail swishing in agitation. If the Tortured dared try anything, she would be ready for it.

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Matsu Jack Orion Makitori Hebi junsuina

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tldr;[break]
- walks over to jack to check if he is okay

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... As the attacks began to peel back the defenses and expose the occupant inside, Jun felt accomplished. That they were nearing the end of this nightmare. That all would be well. That was, until the red light hit her. To make this experience even worse, Jun never really got a good look at who this man was. She only knew by the profile that this was a man. At least, roughly. Even with the shell being beat back she didn't get a good look, but with the flash of red and her vision coming back into focus her heart sank and the cannons ceased firing. The man inside that thing was her father! How did this happen? How did this come to be??? She spoke to him not even two days ago, how was this possible? Standing there in indecision, she couldn't summon up the will to fire; on one hand she was determined to not let this thing get its way. On the other...could she commit to killing her own father? Thankfully, the universe had other plans. As Jack barreled in and extradited her father out she took in a breath, her rings glowing as the other constructs began to combine together. Behind her, in place of a bunch of smaller guns, was one great big one that looked like it belonged on a battleship and not a street. Tints of orange would be intermingled with the translucent whites as the citrine structure merged with the quartz, but that wasn't the impressive part. With all parties clear of the mess, she let loose a volley, one that would tear the remains of this parasite to shreds. Jack Orion Kaida Ikarashi Matsu Makitori Hebi

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[Matsu]

✧ THE TORTURED ✧

The Tortured or rather the real Tortured was simple-minded, but it had expected this diversion of attacking the minds of its assailants to buy it more time. There were less than 20 seconds until the execution of their job, and the man whose body was being catalyzed had even less time remaining.

This already short time was going to be reduced even further as the teamwork between the ragtag group proved more effective than anyone could have anticipated. Jack flew in at a speed that far surpassed anything from before and before it could properly react to this, the man at the center would find himself ripped out of the metal casing.


Well,part of him would be.

In a gruesome display, the force provided by Jack's assault and the stress on the host's body from the experiment caused a fracture as his upper half was removed while the lower half stayed put. What would be the most surprising was the lack of blood and organic matter that came from the wound; instead, the same liquid metal spilled out. Clearly, the man was further along in the process of assimilation than expected.

Jun's volley against the remains of the metal left The Tortured with one option; it had to do it. The metal surrounding the lower half began to shimmer and shake, it would let down its defenses as Jun tore through more of it until it had dwindled to slightly over two feet in mass. It would shine with the surplus of energy it had received from earlier and it would unfurl, extending metal spikes into the ground as it shot upwards into the sky forming a large structure, with the top unraveling to form a net around the peak of the structure that resembled a radio tower.


The man who was mere moments from death, would reach up to tug on Jack's sleeve, the illusion surrounding his appearance now fading "Thank...you..." his arm would drop, lifeless as his body would rapidly decay resulting in a pool of metallic liquid that evaporated until there was nothing left.

By all accounts, they had won! Having whittled down The Tortured to nothing had prevented this tower from taking over the entire ward, and they had saved hundreds of thousands of lives. The only question was what was this tower? What was it for? If they attacked it further they would find their attacks ineffective, but the threat had been dealt with.

Only time would tell if this was truly the last of The Tortured.
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tl;dr
- The Tortured's upper half is ripped from the metal casing.
- The bottom half is almost entirely destroyed by Jun's constructs and their assault
- It uses the last of its energy (including the extra it received earlier) to form a much smaller tower that shoots up into the sky.
- The host dies, turning into liquid metal before evaporating
- Victory!

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[Kaida Ikarashi]

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The detonation of Jun's cannon rung in her ears like windchimes, although far less pleasantly than she had anticipated— how her best friend hadn't blown out her own ears at this point, Kaida didn't know, but it was hardly something to think about. The pondering escaped her thoughts as shadows overtook the sun, something unworldly and with a menacing aura that struck into her very bones, a structure larger than any skyscraper she had ever seen looming over them. But it didn't attack. It didn't make a sound. It was just... there.[break][break]

There, and not doing anything.[break][break]

By all accounts, it should have done something. Attacked, killed them, ended their lives like the snap of a god's fingers. But it does nothing but stay still and silent as a mere promise of what could have been. Kaida let go of the breath she didn't know she was holding. Was it over? She glanced back at the remnants of the Tortured's what-was human body. It's not there. [break][break]

Logically, that would have meant everything had been dealt with. The blunt stinging in her abdomen says that there's a lot more left to deal with than just fighting— and that's dealing with the aftermath. The hatred of the public for not doing enough to save those innocents. The guilt that would hinder her forever after for that. The trauma that would plague all the students present.[break][break]

The dragoness heaved another breath, her gigantic form shivering as she knelt down to shove at Jack, to get him up, to get him moving. She hoped she would hear sirens in the distance soon. The silence foreshadowed how many people had lived.[break][break]

It's far too quiet for her liking. Kaida always enjoyed the quiet.

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Matsu junsuina Makitori Hebi Jack Orion

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[Jack Orion]

Jack would have felt the strange liquid splash on his body well before he would have seen it as he grabbed the Host from the clutches of the Tortured. The feeling of hot liquid filled the dragon boy with a sense of dread before they had even landed. As the duo would crash into the ground, his vision hazy, but seeing the metallic liquid pooling around them only really meant one thing in his mind.

He had failed.

Well, in a sense. As he heard the sounds of the Tortured getting shot falling slowly into nothing, he felt his body relax a little as he finally knew it was over. Even as he felt the pain shoot up in his chest from cracked and broken ribs, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of feelings. Relief fading into grief as the true reality of things settled in.

He would feel a hand gripping his arm, looking down to see the Host, finally free, but fading fast. He would see the man's gratefulness in his eyes as he would utter a final thanks, before passing on and melting into more metallic liquid that would seep around Jack. A million thoughts crossed Jack's mind all at once, but one thought remained above all others.

He didn't even know his name. Nothing to trace him by. Nothing to know if he had family. People who would want to know the fate of a son. A husband? A father? Who fucking knows?! WHAT WAS THIS ALL EVEN FOR, THEN?! Even despite the fact that he seemingly used all of his energy up, a cosmic aura would flare up around Jack. His anger palpable. Tears streaming from his eyes. He could have done more! HE SHOULD HAVE DONE MORE! He-

In the midst of all of his anger, Jack would feel something brushing up against him. Quickly glancing to his side and panting, he would see Kaida looking back at him. The pause in the air was almost feelable as he would stare back at Kaida, like he was still processing everything. Taking a shaky breath, holding his arm against his chest, the dragon man stood slowly. Looking back up at the monument that the Tortured had left behind. Silence filling the air, hauntingly as he again thought back to those who had died at the start. More people he couldn't save. More ghosts to haunt him.

He grit his teeth, steam erupting form his mouth and nose. The battle was over. That was that. He should at least find solace that those who died didn't in vain. At least...for now. Glaring back at the metallic tower looming over them, knowing that this likely wasn't over. But...then he looked back down at where the Host once was. Nothing left of even the liquid he melted into. "...Rest well, friend." he said after a moment, looking back up at Kaida after. "...Thank you, Kaida. If it weren't for you and Jun I probably wouldn't have gotten that opening..." he said, nodding at them as he would start to stumble his way out of the crater he made. Every step hurting like a bastard. Still...no point in stopping now. Probably still things he can help with.

That was the last thought he had before promptly collapsing, passing out from the pain.

[Makitori Hebi]

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| Makitori Hebi | @winding.snake.nāga
Location: Toshima, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: Mass villain attack, stay off the streets!
Now Playing: Tears For Fears - Everybody Wants To Rule The World

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Makitori Hebi watched, with morbid fascination, as the glowing form of Jack soared through the air and then collided with the Tortured's host. Watched as the beautiful white-and-orange cannons unfolded and unloaded hell on what remained. She didn't see much of what happened after that, on the ground as she was. Just the very sudden appearance of a tower, where once there had not been one. She watched, silent, as it made no move nor sound of its own once it had finished growing. So... that was it? Was it over? She hoped so. Hebi came slowly to her feet, which hurt. Walking hurt worse, peaking beyond the dull background noise of pain present at the moment. She looked back into the now-empty wrecked building behind her. Kioko was no longer there, though that was expected. She wondered if that odd woman, who seemed to have some mastery over liquid metal, was at all related to what had transpired. She'd have to tell Hoshino about that lead, later. Oh no, Hoshino! Was the person in there really her friend? The thought made her skin crawl and stomach turn. No, she couldn't see a body. Hoshino was fine, right?

Well, it really did look like it was over now. Hebi staggered her way towards the other three students, crouching down besides the (presumably) fainted Jun to put her in the recovery position. Her voice held no emotion but fatigue as she spoke to Kaida, the only other person around. "Hey, Dragon-senpai? Sorry, I don't know your name. Could you make sure he," she pointed to Jack, "is okay? I'll call us an ambulance." She paused for a short while, just looking at the small group of young heroes she'd found herself with today. The silence was usually comforting for her, too. Now, it was cold and deafening. "I'm... Makitori Hebi, a first-year. I'm sorry that the circumstances we met under were so hostile." Hebi dropped to a sitting position, resting on her tail with knees held to her chest. Her eyes drifted up and down the street. She saw the ugly scar left in the road from the landing of the shipping container, the few bodies littering the area around its wreckage. She felt like throwing up. She pulled out a Nokia Brick phone, idly dialling '119'. "What are we meant to say to everyone, after the whole hero thing? I don't think we've been taught that, yet..." She pressed the call button.

tl;dr
- Ponders whether Kioko may have been related at all to the liquid metal Quirker villain.
- Walks over and puts Jun in recovery position.
- Introduces herself to Kaida, asking for advice on what comes next as she calls for an ambulance.
Jack Orion junsuina Kaida Ikarashi Matsu Kushiki Kioko

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