((...that's where she's been...))
"Yeah...something like that...Just feel like lazing around today...but at the same time, I want to get up and do something..."
Metta rolls over to look at Natsuko. "Heh..." A second Metta appears by the bed, standing. Both smile, and the standing one walks out of the room, toward the kitchen.
Metta rolls onto his back, looking up at the ceiling. "I can promise that I will never use it on you or any of our friends. Those truly evil though...I can not make that promise." He scowls for a moment, then shakes his head.
The other Metta returns, carrying a tray of breakfast foods. He sets the tray down, waves to Natsuko once, then *poofs* away. "I'm sorry, I'm making this unpleasant. Just...ignore that please?"
To those looking for him. He's not hard to find. He's where he usually is.
Akiko
Akiko sniffled scaredly. "W-wh-at hap-pened?" She gasped, her near-sightless eyes darting around the room frantically, as though she was sill seeing things that weren't there.
The girl seems to be shivering through a cold sweat now... "I-- I could... feel them... dieing..." Her voice is so full of pain and horror... She forgets to breathe for a moment... And yet, somehow, she still tries not to cry...
"Hmm...I wonder..." Metta grabs one of the wiimotes, and stares at it for a moment. "Yeah...this'll be fun." It suddenly stops looking like it did, and starts looking like a cross between headphones, ski goggles, and this.
"Now lets see how easy you can juggle me off the map." Metta smiles, and hands Natsuko a duplicate of the one he has.
Isara finally shadow garganta's to the middle of J-City. However, she can sense a change in the reiatsu over the city.
Strange something feels different here. Like the reiatsu got denser or something.
It would appear as if someone had used some reiatsu superweapon or something.
Lets go ask one of the 13th members.
She sonidos toward the nearest squad or member to her.
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As natsuko puts the headgear on, it momentarily feels like there's electricity running across her scalp. Not too painful, just tingly.
And then she opens her eyes. She's standing on a bridge, and a ways ahead, she sees a man in green...But he has long red hair...and looks just...like...Metta?
She might also notice she's wearing a toga, and has a bladed bow in her hands.
Ami shifts in her sleep, but otherwise looks serene.
Wolfgang opens an eye, yawns, stands up, and pads to outside Ami's room. Obviously staying there in case of emergency. He nods to Tyler, laying back down.
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Ami shifts in her sleep, but otherwise looks serene.
Wolfgang opens an eye, yawns, stands up, and pads to outside Ami's room. Obviously staying there in case of emergency. He nods to Tyler, laying back down.
Tyler smiles at his friend.
"Thanks."
He goes to his own bed, and sleeps. Unlike his girlfriend and friend, his sleep is fitful, disturbed by nightmares and strange scattered dreams.
A crackling violet portal warped into existence in the middle of a busy street, the edges shifting and moving as if what was holding it open wasn't entirely stable. A ghostly hoof steps across the thresh hold before the somewhat ragged looking moonlight stag hauled itself through from the Deep Void only to stand trembling there. Atop it's back reclined the somewhat ruffled looking figure of Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, and the petulant look on her face bespoke volumes about she felt about what had just happened to her paradise-like Temple.
I'm going to find who did that and skin them for it. I was in the middle of something dammit!
A long-drawn out sigh escaped from the youngest of the Olympians, sitting up atop the mighty stead's back as she peers about. Maybe she no longer had a temple to hunt in, but surely there was all sorts of interesting things in the mortal world to hunt in place of her own creations.
At least until she found Hans and squeezed the info about who had dared to fire at her from him. How he knew was of little interest, but the petulant Artemis was angry, and the first thing that was interesting that caught her eye was really going to get it!
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In this world, the flesh of the weak is food for the strong. The strong live and the weak die. No matter how hard you smile, you can't run away from the truth.
As Metta sat, examining his modifications to Brawl; Metta stood and looked at the back of his head.
"Woah...weird..." The duplicate frowns, shrugs, and then walks to the center of the room. Reaching out, he closes his eyes. Forcibly locking his senses on the appearance of Masato's room, Metta glowed for a moment, before vanishing.