last_free_city

[books_n_battle]

1) *So, you're walking around the Foundry district? Well, you might catch sight of a twelve year old boy running the mechanics through their paces on a two story mecha.*

Hey, watch it! That's not just any old A.M.W.S., you know! Mess him up and you'll be sorry!



2) *Someone went and told him about the library. Now he's running around like a kid in a candy store, grabbing books off of just about every shelf in the immediate vicinity and building up a huge pile of them. Try not to trip over it...how does he plan to carry all of them, anyway?*



3) *Ahhh, the battlefield. No matter what he says, he'll always feel somewhat at home here. That's why he doesn't seem worried at all as he dashes from place to place, alternating incredibly flashy dual wielding gun techniques and firing off fireballs or laser beams.*

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[oforder]

[ The doors to the mech hangar opened just as the work on the A.M.W.S. was finally starting to gain some progress. As the doors opened just enough, another large, black and green mech with a giant spike on its left arm casually walked in, far too lithely and nimbly even for an E.S. As the mooring magnets were attached, the mech didn't even seem to shut off; it's single red eye scanned the room, as a familiar figure teleported directly in front of it, his hands folded behind his back.

Wilhelm was curious how the Dämmerung was fairing without it. Was time stopped in his own world? ]

[books_n_battle]

*That is one of few things that can actually manage to drag Jr.'s attention away from the work on his ES. He fixes Wilhelm with a hostile glare and walks over to him, both hands ready to draw his guns at a moment's notice.*

Who the hell invited you?

[oforder]

The same people who invited you, Gaignun Kukai, Jr.

[ Wilhelm responds as coldly, yet sickeningly polite as always. While he doesn't turn to face the URTV, Wilhelm is fully aware that he is there, as if he were looking right at him. And he isn't even the least bit worried about those guns. ]

It should not be difficult for you to believe that I am just as interested in saving the Lower Domain of our universe as you are.

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Maybe in your own way. You expect me to believe you're just gonna help out here and not pull some crap of your own?

[oforder]

Arguing with you about the necessity of the Eternal Recurrence for the rest of your life time, Rubedo. And it would make little difference.

The Valkyries have promised me an alternative. Would you not find that preferable?

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That's Gaignun Kukai Jr. to you!

*Glaaaaare.*

I'd prefer not having to worry about what you're up to.

[oforder]

Of course.

[ Wilhelm blinks again in response after saying that, and finally turns to face Jr., one of his hands uncrossing itself from behind his back. ]

Our goals are the same. Is that truly so difficult for you to believe?

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It's not what you're after that I'm worried about, it's how you're going to go about it. You may be willing to let things like that mess back home happen to get what you want, but I'm sure as hell not.

[oforder]

You believe it was a mess?

[ Wilhelm tilts his head, not breaking eye contact. His red eyes don't blink once; they're totally lifeless, and yet utterly calculating, as usual. ]

I am disappointed. I had hoped that by now, you would have thought me capable of more than a mess.

[ Joshua's eye fell straight on Jr. ]

An abstract artist begins with a 'mess,' as you aptly put it. An incomprehensible collection of shapes, diverting lines, chaos in all directions. And yet, with patience, it forms a much larger picture.

2 - you asked for it.

[namedforcat]

[So here he was, silly Jr and his avoiding the issues. Gaignun wasn't about to let this turn into 'Miltia aftermath 2.0', so he had to take matters into his own hands. Only making enough noise as to not completely startle Jr, he crept up behind his brother, and with a swift move, picked him up from behind so that he could 'reach the higher shelves'.]

>:3c

[books_n_battle]

*Jr. was probably vaguely aware that Gaignun was nearby, but he was distracted from his mental radar by all the books. Which meant that, while he knew someone was behind him, he wasn't expecting to be picked up. So, of course, his initial reaction was his standard one for when Gaignun did things like this: to start flailing until he could kick his brother in the chest.*

I can use the ladder you know, asshole!

[namedforcat]

[Ooof...well, he was expecting that, so thankfully his grip doesn't falter.] I know, but they're all the way over there and I figured you'd appreciate the quicker route.

Keywords relevant

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*Yeah, you're going to keep getting kicked until you let go.*

Just because you're taller than me doesn't mean you can pick me up whenever the hell you want, you bastard.

[namedforcat]

Allow me one of my few pleasures in life Jr. [But, bb!bro will set him down, perhaps a little slower then Jr would like, and a sneaked in micro hug. He's still waiting for the 'wait WHAT' shoe to drop.]

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*He gives a few more kicks until he can feel the ground under his feet, making extra sure to kick Gaignun in the shin on his way down. But once the initial irritation wears off, it dawns on him exactly what just happened and he whips around to face his brother. Thank whichever divine being is your favorite for the link, or he'd be a lot more surprised.*

G-Gaignun?

*Not that he isn't still...*

[namedforcat]

[There we are. See, this is the reason why he continues to be a pest to his oldest brother. The reactions are simply priceless. He's happy to see Rubedo, glad to see him alive and well, but he knows that as soon as they stop joking around there is going to be much more heart breaking reactions so he'll try and keep it as light as possible for as long as possible.]

Was it this book you were going after? [He'll pull down a random one and flip through it.] I didn't know you were into this kind of stuff.

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That's not what I was after! I wasn't even looking at that shelf yet, asshole!

*Yup, guilt reaction delayed again...for now.*

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[needtobecleaned]

[KOS-MOS's hand shoots out to grab Junior's shoulder.]

I recommend caution. You're methods, while guaranteed to confuse most enemy units, will not protect you from the more carefully laid out plans of defense.

[Ie. Stop being reckless.]

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*He pauses just long enough to glance at her, firing off a perfectly aimed shot at an enemy in the corner of his eye.*

Hey, don't worry, I know what I'm doing.

[needtobecleaned]

[KOS-MOS draws her Magdalene 17 and fires it towards a seemingly unoccupied area and listening to a grunt of pain coming from the area.]

Scans indicate several hidden units in this area.

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Dammit-

*He activates Analyze and sure enough, the Ether picks up multiple targets that he couldn't see with his bare eyes.*

Sneaky little bastards, aren't they? Alright then, try this on for size.

*He slips his left gun up his sleeve and reaches into a pocket for a handful of coins. With a quick flick of his wrist, he simultaneously tosses them into the air and slides the gun back into his hand so he can fire off a flurry of bullets at the coins. The bullets bounce off of their targets, scattering so that one or two heads for every enemy he spotted.*

[needtobecleaned]

[It was still somewhat impressive to Mary's consciousness that he could do that. KOS-MOS was used to seeing it though and sent her handgun back to where she had stored her weaponry, bringing out both of her triple-barreled chainguns to take care of the remaining units.]

I believe we have successfully cleared this area of the battlefield.

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*Another Analyze just to be sure and he nods.*

Alright, c'mon then. There are probably other areas that need our help, too.

[needtobecleaned]

[KOS-MOS nodded and scanned the area, heading to the area they would be most needed. Her guns were excellent for drawing their attention, very hard to miss with the rapid-action fire of two guns that were the size of Jr. Maybe a bit bigger, even.]

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*While Jr. was easy to overlook and underestimate. They really were a good pair for this sort of situation, except for one thing: Jr. hated being overlooked and underestimated. While KOS-MOS held the enemies' attention, Jr. leaped off the ground, using KOS-MOS' shoulder as a springboard to jump into the air. At the height of his jump, he stopped in midair and seven illusory white angel wings spread out behind him, complete with falling feathers.*

Take this, Angelic Requiem!

*With the arrogant declaration, he rained down his own hail of bullets from above, leaving ground cover utterly useless.*