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GYM VIII: The Last Protein
*Upon entering, you see a new board being posted by Kalib.*

{Hello, welcome to GYM. This is a facility (thread) that allows you to train for better combat (get a feel for writing combat related RP). This is open to everyone, and I'd be more than happy to assist you in your endeavors.}

{Signed, imtherealklib.

-Peach}

*Kalib stretches after his long day and leans behind the juice counter.*

And now we wait.
Emerson
*In the battlefield, and box appears, made of Hard Light.*
imtherealklib
*The sudden brightness catches Kalib's eye as he walks out back.*

Hm....I didn't put that there...

*He approaches the box and knocks on it.*

Yoo hoo! Anybody home?
Emerson
*Suddenly, another box forms around Kalib! In front of the box, the silhouette of a large creature can be seen. Kalib can hear the intensity of it's breathing.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib reaches to the side forming a sword of fire and darkness. The hilt taking the properties of darkness, and the blade being forged of flames that would rival Hades himself.*

Alright. Cute trick.

*He attempts to slash his way out of the top of his box.*
Leo
"He walks in"

Hello?
imtherealklib
*Kalib hears a familiar voice and shouts to the guest.*

Be right with you Prince Leo! Just dealing with a light annoyance!
Emerson
*The blade passes right through the box without damaging it at all. Upon further inspection, the box is simply a well made illusion.
The large creature can be seen as a well made hard light object and Em is standing inside it, making really stupid noises.*
Leo
Can I help?
imtherealklib
*Kalib steps out of the box and shakes his head. He tosses the sword into the air and it disappears.*

God damn it Em....just stick to sneaking up on me.....now get out of there before the Prince sees you!
imtherealklib
*Kalib turns back to Leo with a smile.*

Well, I would've said yes, if it wasn't a prank...but that's another matter entirely! WELCOME TO GYM! First time being here right?
Emerson
Oh pshaw. Like I care with the little lion thinks.
But, if you insist...

*Em reabsorbs all the hard light back into himself, but ends up falling flat on his face afterwards, since he was in the air.*
Leo
?¿?
imtherealklib
*Kalib stands puzzled.*

Did I say something weird Leo?
imtherealklib
*Kalib turns to Em and offers him a hand.*

Alright alright. Time to get up!
Leo
I think this place is like that cafe...
Emerson
Ah, sorry.

*Em takes Kalib's hand, and stands up.*

So... I have a question. Did... did I do anything weird at the tower? Like... out if the norm?
imtherealklib
Haha! You'd be right if fighting was allowed at the cafes. This is where people come to spar and get stronger, not sit around and drink coffee!
Emerson
But Kalib, you sit around and drink coffee here all the time!
imtherealklib
*Kalib blinks at Em's question as he pulls him up.*

How abnormal are we talking here? Do you remember everything that happened?
imtherealklib
Shove off Em!
Emerson
Heheh, sorry.
Anyways, I only really remember startin' the fight with the weird guy at the top of the tower. Everything past that is a blur, save for being mid-fall.
imtherealklib
*He brings a hand to his chin before snapping his fingers.*

Oh! You got like "Bilk" levels of mad after you got hit by the stray bullets from Miggy!
Leo
I think I should leave you alone.

"He leaves"
Emerson
Really? That doesn't sound normal...
Whadya think it is?
imtherealklib
I couldn't see it clearly, but there was something on your face whenever it happened....so I don't know if it was a failed awakening due to Nyarly's influence or what...but it wasn't good, that's for damn sure.
Emerson
Hmm...
Well, maybe we should, I dunno, do a little test run.

*Em forms a sword from Hard Light.*

I managed to get these things to be entirely physical, so we should be on more level playing fields here. Wanna mess around a bit with deadly weaponry? Prolly beats sitting around drinking coffee...
imtherealklib
You had me at coffee!

*Kalib recalls a blade similar to the one he had earlier, the dark hilt and fiery blade.*

Alright then, have at thee!

*He shouts the last part as his eyes roar to life with flame.*
Mishimans
*He walks into the gym while gazing at his phone*

*He momentarily looks up*

Oh it appears the two of you are fighting.

I think I will just watch.

*He takes a seat and offers a sheepish smile*

I'm kind of bored right now.

*He then refocuses on his phone*
Emerson
Hehe... now we're talking...

*Em creates a second blade in his off hand.*

En garde!

*Em playfully pokes towards Kalib with his left sword before coming down directly towards his head with his right one, and readying his left to parry a blow.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib is distracted by the appearance of Mish and looks troubled. Unfortunately this leads to him failing to notice the right blade lining up above him.*

Gah! Whoa! Watch where you poke that!

*At this point the blade connects and drops Kalib to a knee.*

Tch...shit!

*The fire in his eyes roars as he focuses on the battle. He attempts a rising slash at Em's torso as he jumps up to a standing position.*
Emerson
*Em casually blocks the slash with the two swords, before kicking Kalibs legs out from under him.
His face seems to have obtained an almost twisted look on it.*

Fufufu... is that all you've got? This great role model I have, beaten down before my very eyes.

*His tone and stance towards Kalib turns disgustes at him.*

Why did I even bother with you... hehehe... you're so pathetic! I can't help but laugh! Hahaha!

*He brings his swords down on Kalib's face, only to land in the ground either side.*
imtherealklib
*He lands on the ground once more with a thud.*

Gah-!

*As the blade nears his face, he swallows hard.*

So...this is what I'm up against huh? Hugs ain't gonna fix shit this time around.

*He pushes off the ground and rolls backwards before hopping to his feet.*

I hope you're ready Em...this is about to get painful!
Mishimans
*His phone is long forgotten as he gazes up at the fight with interest*

*He mutters to himself*

Maybe I should copy some of these moves to impress Akira.
Emerson
Whehehehe... I hope you are too...

*A mask appears on his face, but it's true colors are almost too distorted to grasp.
Em puts his hand up to one side, before ripping it off, spraying blood across the battlefield infront of him.*

Samson! It's about time you showed up!

*From behind Em, a tall muscular figure appears, long black hair falling behind it's back, and ready to fight.*

Now, be ready, cupcake!
Blackmask
"He appears next to mishimans"

Cool battle, and care, only you can see me right now.
Mishimans
*He gives blackmask a side glance*

Oh and who might you be?

*He sighs*

If you haven't noticed I was kind of watching a fight.
Emerson
OOC: You fuckin' alive, Kalib?
Blackmask
Nah i just appeared, I want to know, where I can find the real mishima?
Mishimans
*He rubs the back of his head*

I honestly have no idea where my other self is.

Sad right?

*He shrugs*

Well if you find him then tell me.

I have a particular need to see him.
Blackmask
I need to know everything about that phansite.
imtherealklib
*Kalib looks on in awe.*

Damn. This was never gonna be easy but holy hell...

*He grins as he ditches his elemental blade in favor of his trident. He shudders at the "cupcake" comment and grins.*

Ech....you saying you like dudes Em? That's all good and swell, and I mean I'm honored, but what about Anna?

*He charges forward.*

Come Leonidas! Let's show this punk ass pretty boy who the boss is! BRAVE BLADE!

*The man and the spartan charge at Em and Samson respectively, each slashing at their torso.*
Mishimans
*He looks down at his phone*

Then just got see my other self about that.

*He smirks*

Right now i'm too busy being the perfect manager to study up on such stuff.
Emerson
*The large Persona catches the attack with it's hands, while Em simply dodges, leaving Kalib wide open for a quick slice across the back, with Samson takes Leo's Spear from him before giving him a quick jab to the gut.*

Ugh, gods no! And besides, Anna'll take anyone who'll help her make a quick buck...
No, I'm just here to make little bitches like you suffer. I was content just watching it happen, but after letting myself go earlier, I can't help but get my hands dirty! It's too fulfilling to miss...

*He puts his hands up into a fighting stance, and the Persona follows suit.*

So, how about 'chu catch these hands?

*The Persona aims a flurry of God's Hands towards Leo, which Em tries to punch Kalib with as much force as he can muster.*
Blackmask
Then, I'll need to find the real mishima care with my true self, he is more dangerous than you think.

"He dissapear"
Mishimans
*He smirks*

Hopefully you find my true self before I am forced to kill him.

*He gazes at his hand*

I think i'll give the nice guy a week before I actually bother to do anything.
imtherealklib
*Leo raises his shield against the onslaught and Kalib takes the punches as the pair get pushed back. Kalib breathes heavily from the slash to his back and the heavy assault he took.*

Right....it wasn't easy for the others to do this either...gotta find a way to fix this with out the Sins...I need to do this with my own strength.

*The fire in Kalib's eyes roars again as flames cover his body momentarily, before fading away revealing him to be free of injury. Even Kalib is surprised.*

Shit?! For real?! Awesome! No clue what that was or how it works, but let's go you egotistical prick! Everyone loves an underdog story! Leonidas INFERNO!

*The spartan roars and unleashes a sea of flames upon Em, meanwhile Kalib tries to maneuver behind Samson and land a slash at his hair.*
Emerson
*Em and Samson simply brush off the flames. Once behind Samson, Kalib is grabbed by the hair, revealed to be fully functioning arms.*

Oh, what the tactician... Thank the gods I never picked up anything from you!

*Kalib is squeezed by the arms, and while this occurs, Samson sends another flurry of God's Hands at Leo. Em walks around to Kalib*

Is this the best you can muster? Come on, really try!

*Em kicks Kalib with moderate strength, laughing the whole time.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib smiles as he gets kicked while he's down.*

Can't say I expected this, you're definitely making me think here Em....

*Leonidas keeps putting up his guard against the punches, not flinching and meeting them blow for blow with his shield.*

Keep it up buddy...just a bit longer!

*Kalib grins as the flames flicker in his eyes. The sky also begins to go dark, even though the sun was up a moment ago.*
Emerson
Oh, you are going Eclipse on me, huh? Figures, you using that useless technique...

*Samson stops punching and begins protecting Em, who charges for the next attack.*

Anyways, this one oughtta hurt...
You better do somethiiiing~!
imtherealklib
LEO!

*In a flash the spartan charges to Kalib and pulls him out of Samson's grasp. After being put down he staggers slightly before standing strong.*

Eclipse is useless, you're right about that! Leo, I need you to intercept his next attack...I'm not done charging yet...we need to go even further buddy...so hang in there!

*The spartan grunts as he manifests another spear and slams his shield with it. He lets out a mighty roar once again as he prepares to block Em's next move.*

*Meanwhile, the flames in Kalib's eyes become more focused almost replacing his eye as a whole. He breathes deeply and focuses, whispering to himself and his Persona.*

We can do this. We CAN do this.
Emerson
Fwehehe, you think THAT will save you?
Samson, Gigantomachia! End this charade!

*As Samson is charged up, a massive wave of energy is released, and it flows over the entire battlefield, crushing anything in it's wake until it eventually reaches the wall of GYM, which begin to collapse in on themselves.*
imtherealklib
That damned Nyralathotep! First he messes with all of us with this infection...then the infection gets worse and I almost kill you...and then I thought I dealt with that damned thing after I was cured, but I was naïve. Now it's clearly back with a vengeance and if it was just going to hurt me, then I'd be fine with that....but NO! You're acting like you'd willingly destroy everything in this world INCLUDING MY GYM?!

*His voices raises as he speaks, the flames in his eyes burning more and more as he gets progressively more furious.*

THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!

*Leonidas is pushed back to Kalib by the sheer force of the attack, his armor getting shattered in the process. He roars against the attack as if denying its power.*

LEONIDAS! IT'S TIME TO END THIS!

*With a grunt the spartan tosses Kalib into the sky and seemingly out of sight.*

*The building proceeds to crack and crumble at the force of the attack, bits of it falling to the ground and shattering.*
Emerson
Oh, and what's this? You gonna do a little sky attack on me? How clever! Perhaps you'll be able to taste the ground better...
Samson, our work is done here. Let us move on to Cafe LeBlanc...

*Em and Samson begin to walk to the exit of the battleground.*
imtherealklib
*Em can hear a phrase whispered in his ear.*

You taught me about distractions you idiot.

*Kalib managed to sneak behind Em and Samson after he was tossed.*

Surprised?

*He wears a furious expression as blood covers his face, his nose broken, lips cut up.*

Let's dance!

*He tosses his trident at Samson's hair before decking Em with a right hook to his face and a left uppercut following shortly after.*

COME! MOONFALL!

*From the sky, light begins to glimmer around a large black object that begins barreling towards the group. From atop the massive object stands a stoic Leonidas.*

LEO DO IT!

*With a roar that pierces the atmosphere itself, Leonidas punches the massive orb of darkness he's standing on. Suddenly, the orb shatters into a bunch of smaller ones and they begin coming down faster and faster, catching fire as they do.*

This is it Em!

*The entire area is pelted by meteoroids hitting Samson and Em and even Kalib for fire and darkness damage.*
Emerson
Y-you! Augh!

*Em's entire body begins to shake as the trident cuts through a good chunk of Samson's hair. Before having a chance to react, Em is hit with Kalib's two punches, before falling to the ground.
Struggling to stand, Em can only hope to survive the onslaught of meteorites pelting him.*

A-aaaahhh... E-enough...
imtherealklib
*Kalib stands away from Em, bloody and bruised as GYM begins to finally crumble to nothingness, except for where Mish is sitting for some reason.*

Ha......hah....haaaah......ev...everyone loves an underdog story!

*Kalib grins widely as he stands straight up with Leonidas at his back. The best way I could describe their posture would be: Click to load jpeg image (size - 227 kb) *
Emerson
Y-you think you've won?! I... have still got t-this!
I bring you..!
Megidola-

*Em passes out, with a mask stuck to his face.*
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imtherealklib
Thermopylae's Vigor.

*Kalib is coated in a healing light as he walks over to Em and picks him up.*

Sorry Em...not taking the chance to heal you fully...

*Some of the light transfers into Em's body.*

Alright let's get you back to Anna....god I hope she doesn't ask too many questions...

*He sees the mask again.*

I look forward to seeing you on our side next time Sammy...sorry about the hair.

*Kalib begins leaving with the passed out Em.*
Emerson
*Em murmurs a bit in his rest.*

... Anna... go with... shopping... Nacci...
Zzz...
imtherealklib
*He chuckles as he leaves the debris ridden location with Em in his arms.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib arrives back at GYM or rather the crater formerly known as GYM. With a sigh he pulls out his phone and punches in the number Tatsuya gave him for the Kirijo Group Repair Service.*

*After the brief call, a group of black cars show up and men in suits appear in a flash. Suddenly the area is covered in a thick cloud as reconstruction occurs before Kalib's very eyes. Not even 10 minutes later, the men get into their cars and leave with GYM fully repaired.*

Booyah! Back to the races!

*Kalib grins as he returns to his spot, leaning at the juice counter.*
Migrant
*Mig arrives at GYM! Checks in, and goes to locate a training dummy to do some practice with.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib stretches his arms behind his head, before smiling at the appearance of a new customer.*

Hey Mig! Welcome back to GYM! What're you looking for today?
Migrant
Oh hey Kalib... how'd you beat me here? *shrugs* Just looking to practice a little fighting.

I figure I should get better at fighting without my Persona anyway, in case something like Ira comes along.

Or Greed gets greedy and steals our Personas.
imtherealklib
*He grins with a wink.*

Shhhh....Why ruin the surprise my dear?

*Kalib brings a hand to his chin.*

Well if you want to learn how to fight without your Persona, then I'm game! Maybe you'll pick up some tricks while we're at it!
Migrant
Ruin the surprise?

*grins back*

And how would you know? Wait, you're game?
imtherealklib
Don't worry about the surprise bit, I said too much. Whoops!

*He brings a fist to his head and sticks out his tongue.*

And yeah, I'll be your sparring partner! You fought Gamma during the mountain challenge, so now it's my turn.

*With a smile he begins walking towards the back door.*

We're gonna need some space, follow me!
Migrant
Well I'll have you know I only beat Gamma because I.... cheated....

I had nothing to break out of that ice without Raffles.
imtherealklib
*As Kalib enters the back lots he breathes in the fresh air.*

Well, good news is...I'm not Gamma! I don't focus on making you immobile. My goal as the owner of GYM is to help my customers awaken new powers and learn new strategies and techniques.

*He stands in the center of the field with a grin as he strikes a defensive pose, while putting on a pair of gloves.*

Alright. Let's dance. Whenever you're ready!
Migrant
Well then, gloves, or a real weapon?
imtherealklib
*Kalib grins.*

You can use whatever you desire. I'll try and adapt.
Migrant
Well okay then. *Draws her fancy rapier and charges Kalib, just a simple and honestly slow slash for now. Just to ensure he's ready.*
The_Hunter
*enters in*

Hey guys. Here to stay in shape.
imtherealklib
*Kalib snaps his fingers and in a flash, a rapier made of hardened flame appears in his hand.*

En garde!

*He meets her slash with his own, the blades locked against each other.*
Migrant
Oh! I didn't see this coming. *their blades suddenly lock as Mig tries to give a push against Kalib.*

I wonder when I could find a use for this.
imtherealklib
*Kalib nods at Hunter as he is pushed back. He jumps back a few feet.*

You'd never guess how useful it is!

*With a grin, a buckler of darkness appears on his left arm. Meanwhile the blade in his right hand goes from a rapier to a short sword.*

Always able to adapt on the fly at the low cost of some energy.

*He charges at Mig with his buckler ready to block an incoming hit and attempt to follow up with the short sword.*
The_Hunter
*starts doing the workout*

Thanks Klib.
Migrant
*Pauses for a moment upon seeing the switch, giving her just enough time to catch Kalib's intention and try to dash behind him instead!*

I only need mental energy to adapt.
imtherealklib
*Kalib spins around with a smile.*

Good! Good! I like that attitude!

*Kalib launches the same assault in reverse, focusing to counter with his blade and then strike with his buckler.*
Migrant
*Well Kaib caught Mig this time. Thinking she had a wide open backside she was swinging downward right at Kalib at full speed!*
imtherealklib
*Kalib reacts to the strike and parries it before slamming his buckler into her side.*

Damn. That was almost gonna hurt!

*Kalib whistles as he strikes a defensive stance.*

Alright...keep it up! I want to see you draw out your potential! Come at me full force, don't hold back!
Migrant
*Gets shoved to the side from the shield bash, gasping in the process!*

Full potential? Well, if you say so.

*She then charges Kalib, delivering a flurry of strikes while spinning counter-clockwise around him.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib meets as many strikes as he can with his defense but ultimately takes a few hits as she gets around his back.*

Gah....now this is more like it!

*Kalib jumps back and puts his weapons away, opting to use his fists instead.*

Keep it up!
Migrant
*Keeps it up, then! At one point even attempting to leap over Kalib to get behind him! Girl's got some legs....*

*I mean for jumping!*
Migrant
OOC: I just want to point out I've spent way too long removing bits of background from the hair in an image. This is my life now.
imtherealklib
OOC: Lol and sorry for the delay. I was bonding over cat stories at work....that's my life now.

*Kalib whistles at the impressive display blocking the blade strikes with his gloves.*

There we go! I like it! Elegant in its simplicity but destructive in its power, that's how I'd judge your technique!

*Kalib grins as she leaps over him. Using the window of opportunity, he leaps up with her and grabs her leg before twisting himself in the air and tossing her to the ground.*
Migrant
OOC: Honestly I just assumed some fight was happening in the Dojo thread. Wait are you not in that right now?

*Is caught mid-leap and thrown to the ground with a crash!*

Hey!

N-no fair! The shadows always stand still!
imtherealklib
*Kalib grins.*

Oh? You want shadows?

*With a snap of his fingers a group of 5 Kalib's appear before Mig. Each one with flames where their eyes would be.*

Not the real thing mind you, but hey, let's see how you do!

OOC: I am, but that wasn't the reason.
Migrant
OOC: Well I was right, then. I owe you for doing this when most people would be too wrapped up in that to even look at other threads.

Oh now you're just being cheeky. Well, in your own words, Allons-y!

*tries to charge through as many in one go as possible! Which, depending on how they spawned in, may be just one.*
Stella_Grey
OOC: I'm reading, but I don't feel I should interrupt.
imtherealklib
*They popped up like bowling pins.*

Oh....missed the strike, Princess. Better go for the spare!

*As Kalib points at Mig the shadows whir to life. They each make a mad dash for her. The first two that were beside the one she successfully destroyed move to pin her by grabbing her arms. Meanwhile the remaining two go in front of her and behind her and unleash a flurry of punches.*

Talk about dirty deeds done dirt cheep am I right? Haha! C'mon! Break through this Mig!
imtherealklib
OOC: That's perfectly fine Stella, you could enter IC, Hunter might be around if you wanted to write combat.
Stella_Grey
*A Motorcycle pulls up*

*walks in*
Hm? Gym?
Emerson
OOC: I've been reading this whole time. May pop in if I feel like it.
Also Kalib pls no D4C
imtherealklib
OOC: D4C best boi
Migrant
*Is quickly grappled and is beat upon. However, they left her legs free! She kicks at the two punching Shadows before attempting to pull off a splits and hit the two holding her in place!*

Ha ha, not even I'd get someone else to do dirty deeds for me.
imtherealklib
*The shadows all crumble in a single hit. Kalib just looks on and whistles.*

Very well done Mig!

*The sky goes dark, which is odd because there were no clouds and it was bright and sunny a moment ago.*

But I've got one last thing I want you to overcome. Don't worry, I have faith in you!
Migrant
And that being.....? *gulps at the sudden darkness*
imtherealklib
*Kalib holds an arm to the sky, a single finger pointing up.*

Well this is Eclipse....which you survived beautifully, I guess you aren't scared of the dark.

*He brings his arm down and points at Mig.*

This...is Moonfall.

*Suddenly the sky begins to light up as the massive object blocking the sun gets out of the way and begins barreling down towards the ground. As it enters the lower atmosphere it catches on fire and begins to focus its form into a more aerodynamic orb of flaming darkness, roughly the diameter of a pair of school buses at this point.*

I'm holding back, but it'll still hurt...now destroy it before it destroys you, that is the challenge!

*Kalib holds his other arm behind his back. He stands watching in case things begin to go south.*
Emerson
*Em suddenly pops up next to Migrant.*

Isn't that a bit much, Kalib? I barely lived it, and I was under the infection!
Oh well...

*He casuallt waits for it to come closer.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib shrugs.*

I'm not a monster Em. I don't plan on putting anyone in the hospital. But I want her to realize that she is as strong as us.
Emerson
Fair enough. But I still think there're better ways.
Like, why don't we do a 2v1? I can't use Saul right now, so it's pretty even.
imtherealklib
*Kalib thinks on it for a moment.*

Can't use Saul? The hell happened?
Migrant
Destroy it!? With what?

*Remembers Personas were never explicitly banned.*

Ah ha! I've got it! The moon is just like that stupid headband!

*She waits for it to get as close as possible before....*

Okuninushi! Grudyne!

*The wind is used less as an attack and more as an updraft to get to the falling moon. Delivering a 20-strike combo on the moon as she continues to updraft past the Moon. Then strike 21 is a freefalling downward strike back to earth.*
Emerson
I dunno. Just can't use 'im.

*He tries to make a ball of light in his hand, but it quickly fades.*

I can't summon him at all. Not since yesterday.
imtherealklib
*As the 21st strike connects, the moon shatters into a bunch of smaller meteoroids.*

And thus you pass with flying colors!

*Kalib recalls the darkness and forces it to all disappear as he catches the falling Migrant.*

So? Think you're up to speed now?

*He speaks to her with a grin before setting her down.*

That sort of creativity is what puts us ahead of the bad guys. Never forget that Miggy! Being a Persona user isn't about brute strength, but about having the willpower to stand up against a foe you know you can't beat!
imtherealklib
*Kalib looks at Em in shock.*

Christ....also....do you remember what happened?
Migrant
Um.... creativity, huh? *heh hehs* Man you say words I like, you know that.

And yeah, I think I'm up to speed. So.... why's Em dressed like a bad Axel impression?
imtherealklib
*Kalib stares at Em and then at Mig.*

The Hell are you on about?
Emerson
Psh, you call that a test? Anyone can break that little rock of dark. What I'd love to see is the little lady in a no holds barred fight. That's where it really counts.
Also, excuse me, but I like this color. Purple's clean...
Plus, do those black coats have masks like this?

*He points to the wing designed mask on his face, tinted light blue on the ends of the feathers.
He then unsheathes a sword from his waist, and points it at Migrant.*

So, whatcha say? You game, or is a MIA-Persona loser like me not enough for you?
Stella_Grey
?
*Watches the scene with curiosity*
imtherealklib
*Kalib puts his hand on his chin and laughs.*

Brilliant idea! Thermopylae's Vigor!

*Leonidas appears with a war cry and covers Kalib, Em and Mig in a healing light, removing all wounds and fatigue.*

You're all good to go!
Migrant
Well then.... I guess we can go. Also, what happened to you after that television tower nonsense anyway?
Emerson
Oh, you know me! Er, wait, no you don't...
Whatever, I'm fine. Just did a little vanishing trick, that's all.

*He readies his sword in an unorthodox manner.*

Ready when you are. Oh, and feel free to bring out the Persona.
Migrant
A vanishing trick by falling.... *shakes her head* No, no, it's probably going to work itself out in time. I mean it's not like you were captured and made a shadow or anything.

*A pause, and a charge, and a forward slash!*
Aitome_Korichi
Well this hardly seems fair, a 2v1? You should hope your not going to lose a finger Emoson! Black Mask is good!

*Aitome appears from a dark corner and sits down and watches

I'll be here cheering you on! Go and get em.
Emerson
Nope, I'm fine! And... it was with a bit of your help that I remembered my true self a bit better...

*Em carries his sword along Migrant's slash, and it slides down it, allowing Em to go around behind her and aim a slash at her back before readying himself for another attack.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib walks over to Aitome and Stella, offering both of them a smile.*

Good afternoon! Welcome to GYM!
Migrant
*Got played like a fiddle, being slashed across the back before she can turn around.*

True self? What, a doctor? *she laughs a bit at her joke, waiting to see if Emerson makes a move.*
Aitome_Korichi
Hello there Kelob how are you?
DetectiveHonoka
*Walks inside, holding a doggie bag from McDonalds*

Um, did I make a wrong turn? T-that's embarrassing.
Emerson
Heh, no, just remembered how much I enjoy messing with people. It just... feels good, yknow?

*Em reaches into his coat and throws a dagger at Migrant before unsheathing a second sword and slashing at her with an X shaped blow.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib's eye twitches at Aitome's error.*

Fantuckingfastic! Thank's for asking Aitome!

*He quickly turns his attention to the newcomer.*

Why hello there! I haven't seen you before! Welcome to GYM! Or GYM for short!
Aitome_Korichi
It's good to hear that Ketob, do you run this place?
Migrant
So a doctor, then *intercepts the dagger but can't fully block the X blow, only catching the two hits on the left side.*

Ngh.... how are you so good? Okuninushi! Kouga!

*crushes a card with one hand, bends over herself with another. The light attack's only medium damage, she's more hoping it could blind Em for a moment.*
DetectiveHonoka
Uh, Gym? Or, is it GYM? Oh, whatever. This place seems a little...intense. I just wanted a place to eat in peace. I'm certainly no fighter, so is it possible for me to just take a seat and eat my dinner?
imtherealklib
*Kalib points Honoka to the juice bar's counter.*

Take a seat over there, and if you need anything just holler!

*Turning back to Aitome, Kalib smirks.*

Yup! This is all mine! Why do you ask?
Stella_Grey
*Continues watching silently*
Emerson
*While the light gets to his eyes, he ignores it, and slashes directly towards Migrant with both swords as accurately as he had before.*

Light's my element, baby! You don't fight fire with fire, that's stupid! Plus, I've been blinded way worse than that. Step it up a notch!
DetectiveHonoka
Wow, what a...unique place.

*He takes a seat at the bar, and watches the fight with a surprising amount of earnest.*
Aitome_Korichi
Im just asking thats all. Its a fine place you got here Bilak, its very nice.

*Aitome then turns to Stella

Hello there, you have been silent for a while.
Stella_Grey
*Nods to Aitome*
Hello.
Migrant
*Nothing is breaking through and Mig is stuck on the defensive! Another only partial blocking, and Mig is looking on the ropes.*

There's gotta be some way to slow you down... I could beat that entire moon...

*Gets back up and gets ready for Em's next attack...*
Aitome_Korichi
Don't talk much hm? Well the names Aitome Korichi, whats yours?
Stella_Grey
Stella....
*Holds out hand*
Aitome_Korichi
Nice to meet you Stalle-san

*Aitome then shakes Stalle-sans hand
Stella_Grey
*Nods*
Emerson
Ugh, again with the moon thing. He was holding back! That move almost killed me yesterday, do you really think you could just slice something like that in half?!

*Em, now able to see once more, sheathes his two swords the unsheathes a third one, this time being an Odachi.
He rushes towards her at top speed before bringing the sword down on her head region.*
imtherealklib
*Kalib whistles innocently at Em's remark.*
Migrant
*Mig was ready this time, speedy man meet speedy grip. Well, hopefully. If she manages to get a grab on Em's wrist she'd then attempt to twist it around, before suddenly dropping down to a knee on him. If she can't get ahold of the him, well.... it was nice knowing you.*
Aitome_Korichi
Man, Emoson sure got allot more edgy last time I saw him... how much swordsdoes one person need....
Emerson
*While Mig manages to grab his wrist, she doesn't have the strength to bring it behind him. Before long, Em simply kicks her feet out from under her.*
Migrant
*The momentary joy of doing it is shattered when her feet are kicked out from under her. But she tries to keep her grip on Em so if she falls, he will too. At this point, being left in any compromising position might mean a hospital visit, or worse.*
Stella_Grey
*Leaves*
Aitome_Korichi
Well goodbye Stalle!

*Aitome then looks at the fight intently

Emerson
*Holding onto Em simply keeps her off the ground. Em stands strong, sheathing the odachi.*

*Sigh* You've got a long ways to go, little lady. I'm obligated to say keep at it and you'll do fine, but with the massive amount of power thrown around here, you've got your work cut out for ya...

*He pulls his arm out of her grasp, letting her either fall or catch herself.*
Migrant
*She falls, but falls on her feet.*

H-how would you know!?
imtherealklib
*Kalib goes to the back room to start doing stuff and things.*
Emerson
Because we just fought, and we all went through the same thing. I don't often make baseless claims, hun.
My question to you now is what're you gonna do about it? Sit around and do some dumb validation tests, or learn some actual life skills?
Migrant
*there's a burning sort of glare to Mig when she speaks again...*

And /where/ would you suggest learning those skills?
Doctor_Ver
[The Doctor walks through the front door with an eccentric grin.]

Good afternoon! How are you all doing this fine day? I'm finally back from my vacati- I mean, my business trip!

[He laughs softly as he moves towards the back door, intrigued by the interaction going on outside.]
Emerson
Heh, hell if I know! Maybe the enemy giving you a regual beatdown session like this could do it!
For me, I just got 'em from my parents and general life. Works wonders, I tell ya.
Doctor_Ver
[The Doctor leans against the outside wall.]

Life lessons, hm?
Migrant
Hmph, whatever. I'm sure what I'm doing is right.... *quieter* right?

*barges through the door heedless of the Ver and huffs on a chair*
Emerson
Well, that was more real than expected.

*He notices Ver out of the corner of his eye, and turns to his general direction.*

Say, you're a new face to me. What's your deal?
Doctor_Ver
[Ver follows Migrant into the building again and sits across from her.]

Mig, right? I remember you from my initial scans whenever I came to this world...what seems to be the problem? A friend of Kalib's is a friend of mine after all!

[The doctor offers a warm smile as he adjusts his glasses.]
Migrant
Hmph. An asshole with a lot of swords saying I need ot learn "life lessons," I'm short one Persona because my Shadow was infected or something, I'm still trying to piece together what all happened with that TV Tower yesterday, and Greed is running amock in someone's body while everyone else is training.

And that's just the recent headlines.
Emerson
*Em yells to Mig and Ver from the battlefield.*

HEY, I'M SHORT A PERSONA TOO!
Doctor_Ver
[Ver turns to Em and waves.]

Sorry about that my friend! I'm a scientist who works in the basement here! Kalib was kind enough to share the space with me so long as I taught him about my field of study.

[Turning back to Mig, he smiles again.]

But why do you seem at a loss? You had the highest results I've seen during my scans, almost meta-human if I could cross-reference them against Kuu's results.
Migrant
Meta-human? In what way? *sighs, which turn into a yawn* Can't this talk wait? You usually come by Leblanc, no?
Doctor_Ver
[He smiles and nods.]

Absolutely, I'll be around more often! I've missed too many days where I could've been doing research with Kuu. So I shall see you around!
Migrant
*Nods and heads out.*

OOC: Hey Lightning, if you see this. Remember when I said I could go to bed early because of the Dojo.... an hour and a half ago?
Emerson
OOC: Uhm... whoops?
IC:
*Em walks up to where Ver is and takes a seat.*

So, Doc, what exactly do you research?
Doctor_Ver
[The doctor gives a wide smile.]

Noise! Heretical technology! Relics! And recently demons!

[Each thing his says is accentuated by a flourish of his arms in over dramatic fashion.]
Emerson
... Ok, I got all but the first one. Did you say... noise?
Doctor_Ver
[The doctor puts a hand in his coat and a beam shoots out to the middle of the room. From the ground rises a form that is unmistakably the demon, Pixie. However it lacks any sort of features and is instead almost crystalline but moving like it was the real deal.]

Typically, Noise are monsters that would attack my world from beyond the Gate of Babylon...however, here...they take the shape of demons.

[He coughs slightly and the being dissolves back into the ground.]
Emerson
Huh, neat...

*He begins to try forming a ball of light in his hand once again, but it still keeps fading away.*
Doctor_Ver
[The doctor notices Em trying to do something.]

What, pray tell, are you doing there?

[He looks at Em's hands with a quizzical expression.]
Emerson
You know what Personas are, yeah? Well, I can't seem to access mine after yesterday.
I really have zero idea what it is...
Doctor_Ver
The only time I've ever seen a Persona be inaccessible was when the user was undergoing some sort of...metamorphosis.

[He adjusts his glasses and crosses his right leg over his left.]

Yuki was the first case I saw...he couldn't summon his Personae, and then one day, they came back as more powered up versions. I hypothesized it had something to do with the Nexus trying to get people to adapt to the location...however yours seems....different.
Emerson
Yeah, and I've got this stupid mask too.

*He tries to pull off the mask, but to no avail.*

Hmm... what would cause a Persona to be restricted..?
Doctor_Ver
[He chuckles.]

A Persona comes from yourself does it not? It could be possible you've changed so drastically that he doesn't want to come out?
Emerson
Hmm... and if the Persona is based off some form of demon or otherwise mythological figure...

*He looks up at Ver.*

Get me a bible, doc, because I think I might need the word of God to figure this out. Literally.
Don't... actually grab a bible.
Doctor_Ver
[He lets out a hearty laugh.]

I see something stirring in you! What's your plan then?
Emerson
Well, I'm thinking something about the Persona's basis might reflect onto the person, or vice versa. Basically, the reason why it's restricted is because the part of me it comes from is restricted...
Doctor_Ver
[He taps his head.]

Oh? So what about you changed in relation to your initial Persona? What was it by the way?
Emerson
My Persona was Saul, an apostle of Jesus Christ. I supoose he's better known as Saint Paul.
And all thats really changed is I suppose I'm a bit... harsher than I once was. I like getting roses out of people, so what?
Emerson
*Rises
Doctor_Ver
[He crosses his legs the other way.]

Is it possible that you're not being honest with yourself? Do you truly enjoy what you're doing? Or is it possible you're using this as a vent for something?
Emerson
I mean, I really do enjoy it, sometimes...
Huh. Never really thought about it before. Maybe you're right.
In any case I dunno what we can do about it now. Perhaps another time.
Doctor_Ver
[Doctor Ver smiles warmly.]

Of course, no need to rush things. That would only make things worse I'm sure!
Emerson
Perhaps.

*He tries to make a ball of light again. It glows a bit more, but still fades away all the same.*

Maybe I should figure out the mask then...
Doctor_Ver
[Ver puts a hand to his chin.]

Is that not similar to the masks that Delta would use?
Emerson
Yeah, its nost likely a Rebellion Mask, or whatever. A Persona Mask, I suppose. It contains another part of me, a will to rebel against the views of others...
Doctor_Ver
[He smiles.]

Then what are you rebelling against? Perhaps knowing that would make this puzzle all that much more simpler to solve!
Emerson
I'm not sure what I'm revelling against. Maybe it's that... I'm NOT rebelling, when I should be.
Doctor_Ver
[He looks surprised.]

So you're rebelling against your own indecisiveness?
Emerson
That's... not what I meant.
If I'm rebelling already, the mask should be off. But since it's not, I supoose that means I have something to rebel. I just can't think of anything.
Doctor_Ver
ooc: brb
Doctor_Ver
[He smiles at Em.]

I'm sure it'll come to you naturally. But I'd try to take that off soon...it does look mighty uncomfortable.
Emerson
Actually, its pretty snug. I've gotten used to it, as little time as it's been.
Doctor_Ver
[He stifles a laugh.]

My word, the world of Persona is truly a mystery to me still it seems!
Emerson
I don't even think we understand it, hehe...
Anyways, if you'll excuse me, I kinda wanted to do some practice. Despite my good form, I do need some reminders every so often.

*He stands up and begins walking out to the battlefield.*
Doctor_Ver
[He waves him off before walking to the industrial elevator at the back of GYM, calling it by turning his key in the slot. After a moment he gets in with a laugh as he speaks to himself.]

More powers to research...I'm a lucky man indeed! Fufufufufufu~!

[His laugh fades as the doors close and he descends.]