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[casexcard]

[He walks through the hallways, keeping to the fringes of more populated areas. This isn't a leisurely stroll: it's quick, agitated. He's not in the mood to chat or explore. He just wants to move[He'd been sent home for a very short time -- a few minutes at most, hardly even enough for a conversation -- but it was enough to set him on edge. Home

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[latenightmoon]

[She's in the middle of a patrol when she spots the butterfly. The Akuma under her changed Innocence armored boot squirms in an attempt to get free.]

Out for a stroll, Tyki?

[The Sector cat hisses and she lifts her fist to end its life.]

Or are you on patrol too?

[casexcard]

Just a walk. [He eyes the Akuma as she destroys it. One of his hands twitches, and he shoves both in his pockets. Urge to kill: rising, though it's not directed at her.]

[His butterfly flutters over to Allison, hanging around the spot where the Akuma was like a dog catching a scent.] Been busy, I take it?

[latenightmoon]

Only as much as usual. Akuma nests need cleared out and the borders patrolled.

Only thing new is adjusting to Empress Phoenix's new shape. [But her left eye is active, the legs in front of it still detecting Akuma in range.]

[case_card]

Is that what yours is called? Interesting.

Want any help with the usual work? [He's hoping she says yes, but he'd probably ignore her if she says no.]

[latenightmoon]

Ever since it evolved, yes.

I wouldn't mind some help, it's easier to clean out an Akuma nest with a partner. It's also protocol to not do it alone.

Reposted because I remembered how to use the space bar

[casexcard]

Oh? Evolved, hmm. Must be powerful.

Good, I've been looking for something to do. Any more nearby?

/pats

[latenight_moon]

It can be when it's used right.

There's a whole nest back that way, [She jerks her thumb back the way she came.] about four clicks north of where the hall forks.

[She figures he needs to blow off steam before he can talk about what agitated him so badly.]

[case_card]

I suppose that's true for anything.

[He smiles.] Then what are we waiting for?

[Pretty much true. Killing some Akuma would let him scratch that destructive itch, so he won't try bothering her instead of talking. Not that she's giving him any openings.]

[latenightmoon]

Christmas? Who knows, let's go wipe the floor with them.

[She turns and starts back the way she came. It probably helps she's used to banter during a mission from various sources. Her and Daisya can get down right mean when they snark (not that they mean a word of it).]

[casecard]

[He follows her, calling up a second butterfly. It's a good thing she's used to the banter and snark, or it might be easier for him to just keep pushing.]

I haven't seen very many Akuma around this place yet. I suppose I've been looking in the wrong spots.

[latenight_moon]

[It is a good thing he can't push her too much, her enhancements gave her strong tendencies for violence.]

You've been keeping to upper levels then, down in the lower floors Akuma are as thick as locusts.

[casexcard]

[It would end poorly -- most likely for him.]

Is that so? I'll keep that in mind. Still, if I've heard right and no one can die here, I wonder where they're coming from.

[His butterflies are darting around again, as though impatient.]

[latenight_moon]

[Oh yes, as she can drop kick a semi-truck over three hundred meters.]

People can die here, they just come back as they were before. It would still count as a mark in the Akuma's books. It's possible there's portals to other worlds they pour in through but I haven't found any yet.

[They reach a drop off into what seems like nothingness and Allison crouches at the edge, her cursed lens display lit up. She pulls down a pair of high tech goggles to get a better look.]

They're down there, looks like some typical Akuma mixed in with Sector cats and Saber beasts. [They are indeed down there, hard to see from normal human eyes and she tenses as if to leap off the edge.]

[case_card]

[Someone else is watching Ice Road Truckers over here, so that image was twice as great.]

Die for good, I meant, so no one could be made into Akuma. I suppose they'd have to be coming in some other way.

[He gives a low whistle.] A pit of monsters. This place has a flair for the dramatic.

[He'll follow after her, but before he does, he sends a butterfly speeding down there to see how far down it is. Doesn't want to jump down and break a leg.]

[latenightmoon]

[Hahaha.]

It warrants researching, at the very least.

[What leaps from the ledge isn't human, but is human sized as it flaps wings of flame and tail feathers of plants disappear as the Phoenix descends.]

[casecard]

[He has to stare for a moment, because he's never seen something quite like that.]

... Well, well. That's something new.

[His butterfly is destroyed by something down below, whether intentionally or not, and a thought occurs to him.] Oi, what is a sector cat, or a saber something? [Not that he's worried about that, just curious.]