The large man would stir in his sleep as a sonorous snore filled the room. The body seemingly defying Evolt's requests to wake up. However, the man was forced to comply as Evolt pinches his arm. The signal travelling all the way up to Kalib's brain and causing him to shoot up. "I'M AWAKE! YES! HELLO!" The man looked around in a panic before finally noticing Evolt. His brow furrowed as he stared at the man. "Hey... what's the big idea? Where am I? Who are you?" The pain from his previous encounter began to pulse as he got more agitated. "And why am I so sore!?"

Yeesh... That's a lot of questions, questions Evolt didn't have the ability to make up an answer to. "You're in my... lair? Housepital works better I suppose. I run something of a lab here, and well I found you unconscious by the... Well... Y'see... It's... It's better if I show you." Evolt opens the curtain, revealing the night sky penetrated by a mysterious stone wall. The wall emits a crimson glow from its zenith, and winds throughout the city. "You remember anything before you went dark? Anything pertaining to a box?"

Kalib raises a brow at the man's mention of his lair. "Brilliant. Go figure I'd end up getting in too deep with mad scientists... it's poetic really." He shakes his head with a sigh before looking out the window. The sight was burned into his eyes. The large wall was foreign, anyone could tell that much, but for some reason it made him sick to look at. "Before I went dark, huh? Well I remember I was standing in the way of some strange box so that Hazama and Relius couldn't get their no good hands on it. It seemed important." He hung his head for a moment and noticed a gold bracelet upon his wrist. "That's weird. I don't typically accessorize... when did I put this on?"

Evolt sighs, here comes the tough part. For Kalib. This was the easy part for Evolt. Funny even. "You see... I was the one that put that on you. A bit of a mistake on my part. I will say you managed to protect the box long enough to prevent it from being stolen, but you may or may not have been too weak to stop the box from going off... Again, an oversight on my part." Evolt tilts the IV display toward Kalib. Again, the anatomical display was likely the most concerning bit. "As far as it matters, you've got a clean bill of health. To a normal doctor that is... Again, nothing concerning. I will say this, I heard the green haired guy mention your lack of soul... if you're comfortable, can you explain that to me? It might help me give you a good explanation on your condition."

Kalib stifles a laugh as Evolt explains what happened with the box and the bracelet. "Well excuse me for being the only one who had the nerve to stand against those jerks. And why did you kit me out with this bling anyways? What could that have done?" He shifts slightly at the mention of his soul. "Well it's a rather long story. And hell, I haven't even heard your name yet. Not very cool dude... but I'll give you a general idea. I cheated death and the Reaper wasn't too keen on letting that slide. Threw down with him myself and lost horribly. Now I'm on borrowed time according to Death himself." He glances up at the monitor with a worried expression. "That'll suffice, I hope..."

Evolt has a definite look of intrigue, if not one of mild elation. The kind of elation that happens when you accidentally do something that works immensely in your favor. "I guess I was more focused on answering your questions than getting off to a pleasant start. The name's Isurugi. Souichi Isurugi. Actually, I saved your life and I don't even know your name. Hell, I accidentally gave you a lot more time than you had. That bangle, it's an artifact from Mars. It just so happens that martians were keen on storing their souls in jewelry. Y'know, before their entire civilization got destroyed. That bangle just so happens to contain the soul of the queen of Mars. Crazy chick, that one. This isn't my first rodeo involving her." Souichi removes his hat. He straightens, or styles, his hair after doing so. "Point is, you're now the vessel for the Queen of Mars. Not for some cult business like resurrecting her, mind you. She just has power over the box, and when I slapped that gold piece on you I was hoping you could tap into that. Turns out, you lacking a soul was a double-edged sword. On one hand, you aren't comatose for a decade, since your soul (lack thereof) didn't interfere with hers. On the other, she kinda went apeshit after getting thrown into a human body."

Kalib is at a loss for words. He simply sits there and stares at the vessel for his new roommate. A mix of emotions start to swirl around inside his head. Most notably, fear. He lost control of his own body, again. The many gruesome outcomes painted by his imagination were painful to deal with. With his head now in his hands, he slowly began to speak. "My name is Kalib... I'm sorry to have caused any grief Mister Isurugi... I appreciate you tending to me like this. But I have a question... what exactly did she do while she was in the pilot seat? Did anyone... Did she kill anyone?"

Isurugi laughs, it's quite a hearty laugh. It might seem out of place given the situation. "Other than my bank account for taking care of you? No. Why would I put a murderous entity inside a (to my knowledge) decent person! Really all that happened was you got a uh... sorry still getting used to the terminology here... 'Persona'? I think that's what the green guy said... Anyway, really all she did was confuse that hero guy, and keep the obviously evil people away. Nobody but you got hurt that didn't deserve it." After that, Isurugi offers a canned coffee to Kalib. It was still warm. "Drink up. I wouldn't put it past you to want to get out there and begin your new life as a dual-faced crimefighter, but first we need to focus on your recovery."

"Per...sona?" It could be the news that nobody got hurt, aside from himself, or it could be the news of him finally having power again, but regardless of the reason he felt a warmth inside. One that had been gone for so long. A flame of hope. Kalib eagerly reaches out and grabs the can of coffee. He was still feeling groggy so the can of joe would be a step in the right direction. He greedily begins downing the warm drink. "Whew! That's terrible! I love it! But more importantly, I had the power to stall Hazama and the other guy! My Persona came back, I'm stoked!" He puts his right arm out and closes his eyes. "Come on, Roland! Welcome back!" He goes silent for a few moments. "Persona!" Still nothing. "I am thou, thou art I... come forth, Roland! Please?" He drops his arm to his side. "Well that's embarrassing..."

Isurugi chuckles a bit. "Well, I'm not one to judge. Most of my knowledge on this came from the shiftiest man this side of... Earth? The other bit came from google while I waited for you to return to the world of the living. My guess is that you're kinda still settling into the whole new soul business. Once you're on your feet I'd go so far as to say you'll be able to summon one of your own accord. Also, I suppose it should be said, those guys standing around the box are gonna be... different from here on. That's what they get for standing so close to the box." He finishes his can, and tosses it toward the trash. Naturally he misses, and has to go and pick it up. "Anyway, one last question. I've seen you around, but with a bit more of a not good guy vibe. Either you've now got three split personalities, or you've got an evil clone/twin. What's the deal with that?"

Kalib finishes his own can and holds it in his lap. He smiles softly at Isurugi's encouraging words, however the last bit causes him to raise a brow again. "How do you mean? Standing close to the box is an issue? Wait. I was in between them and the box. What's that mean for me?" Hearing mention of his double would cause Kalib to crush the can he was holding. His face sunk as he tried to find the words to explain the situation. "The simplest way to put it is he's the darkness to my light. He showed up because... a third party wanted me to do some work for them. I refused, but there was a part of me that didn't mind getting his hands dirty. Him and I are two sides of the same coin... granted I'm sure he's still working on getting one over on me. I'd suggest staying away from him. He's wily... and I don't know what his whole plan is anymore."

Well that's one half of the story... "About the box, YOU should be fine. Being the current resident half-martian. Basically when it went off, it kinda screwed with their minds a little. Not that them being dicks will change. They'll just be... a different type of terrible person. And I'll keep that little tidbit in mind." Isurugi then decides to lighten up the mood. "My guess is you're probably hungry after going on a rampage to save a glorified Rubik's cube. If you want I can see what I've got in the fridge, or if you're a picky eater I'll go out and try and get some takeout."

Kalib shakes his head with a sigh. "Guess that'll be something to keep in mind once I get in touch with the rest of the gang. Last thing we need is super powered psychopaths running rampant while the peace keepers are left unawares." His stomach would growl at the mention of food causing his face to go red. "Eheh... well I'm good with whatever Chief. If you've got any cravings then I'm down for takeout! I'll be sure to pay you back in kind as soon as I'm back in fighting shape!" He frowns as he looks back out to the window. "I sure hope GYM wasn't caught up in that wall... I'll have to survey that when I get out too... typical. No rest for the weary..."

Isurugi stands up, and he dons his hat and leather jacket. "If you get me the address, I can scope it out for you. Other than that I'll get some soba from the fridge. You need to focus on recuperating. Mentally and physically. Next time I'm around I'll bring something fresh. How d'you feel about burgers? Hit all those food groups and all that. Anyway, ciao!" Isurugi'd return for a bit to drop off his noodles, and then leaves after receiving the info from Kalib. Assuming he does.

Kalib quickly jots down the info with a smile and passes it to Isurugi on his way out. He'd then lay his head back down and shut his eyes. His hand would make its way over to the bracelet and hold it tight. "I don't know who you are... but I appreciate you standing your ground back there. I'm sure you're not too thrilled being here, but let's do our best to get along for now." With that his pain would coax him back to sleep.