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[willhavewings]

Who: The eight homunculi and any victims that come their way.
What: Homunculi on the hunt
When: Any time
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: Man eating giant: cockroaches, praying mantis, pitcher plant, rhino and chameleon and the women who love them.

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Round Two??

[motherofthesun]

[Location: Near the park
Time: Late evening
Encounter: ... Cornelius (since Souryo is reserved?)]

Lets do this thing!

[willhavewings]

[Souryo had spotted Amaterasu earlier that day-in that damn moe cafe. She had just looked so good in that dress that he wanted to eat her up. So he's been following her all day, and now that no one is around...

He whistles to catch her attention.]

Leeroy!

[motherofthesun]

[Her ears flick at the whistle and she pauses. Oh no, did someone from the cafe follow her? She looks back, but then frowns. Something about this doesn't feel right at all]

At least I have chicken.

[willhavewings]

Excuse me miss...

[Flashing a winning and well practised smile, Souryo raised a hand in greeting.]

I just couldn't help noticing you, and it always seemed such a shame to take a walk alone.

Lol, fried or grilled?

[motherofthesun]

[She doesn't move, but just stares, tilting her head]

That I am, but it will not be for long. I'm meeting someone in a while.

Deep fried-Wait, this is cockroach. AMMY! /shakes fist

[willhavewings]

Oh? I guessed that, actually!

[His grin stays up, as he points that hand, fingers in the classic 'gun' pose.]

Your maker.

[And with that, he transforms in the blink of an eye, that hand now a giant claw. Due to the speed of the transformation, it's suddenly change of length makes it like a spear.]

Heheh~

[motherofthesun]

[Her eyes darken and her rosary appears immediately while her reflector appears before her chest]

Something did smell foul. How many more of you bugs must try harming the people on this ship?

[Her knees bend and her ears point forward in aggression. She is not at all intimidated by his appearance nor the fact the claw is really close]

[willhavewings]

Hm? Oh, so you met one of my 'little brothers.'

[Souryo shifts back to human form just as fast as he had become a mantis, somehow his clothing dissapearing in his monsterous form and reappearing as a human.]

You should probably know then-the roach types were just throw away trash. Compared to the likes of me, they're just jokes.

[He chuckles, running a hand through his messy hair. He doesn't seem to have a care in the world.]

Considering you haven't been eaten, you clearly won whatever little scuffle you had, so I'll make you a deal. If you promise not to scream and beg if I beat you, I'll promise to tell you how many of us there are if you win.

[Finishing his little pitch with a wink, Souryo pointed a finger at his target again, this time his arm fully extended. If he transformed now, he'd actually reach her, right between the eyes.]

[motherofthesun]

[The reflector is burning. Transform now and Souryo would regret it]

I have a different deal. After I finish beating you, you just cough up the information and be on your way. Of course, if you beat me, feel free to keep the information to yourself and try devouring me if you can.

[The rosary is glowing blue, taking its whip-like form while the reflector turns, revealing its mirror, flames dancing around.]

[willhavewings]

Tsk tsk...You drive a hard bargain, but I can never resist that sort of thing anyway.

[Unfortunately, or rather, fortunately, Souryo has no idea what that mirror can do, and thus transforms, his arm extending into a high speed spear in a second.]

[motherofthesun]

[The mirror glows as the spear comes and deflects the attack. You'll have to catch her off guard if you don't want the barrier raised. At the chance, the whip is swung forward, its long reach aimed at Souryo's chest. She isn't sure where her enemy's weakness is yet.]

[willhavewings]

[His arm is flung back by the mirror, surprising him and giving a clean opening.]
Ack-
[She happened to make a good choice, the armless human torso and head jutting from the chest being a prime spot for attacks. Striking him in the chest of the human part, he coughs up some blood, but unlike the roaches, he is not prone to giving in to pain. Instead, his other arm makes a grab at the whip, with the plan to pull her in close and pin her under one of his huge mantis feet.]

[motherofthesun]

[The mirror continues to spin as she stands there, holding her whip. The thing itself is cold enough to be like dry ice in one's hold. She doesn't do anything, but just seems to wait for his next move.]

[willhavewings]

[Flashing another cheeky grin, the mantis yanks the whip, not minding the cold at all, lifting one of his forelegs to bring it down where he expects her to end up.]

[motherofthesun]

[And she comes forward, whip disappearing as she reaches back, drawing her glaive. Foreleg, meet Lightning Glaive.]

[willhavewings]

[Oh dear. His leg appears to have come right off, but the instant it did, he leapt one of his impressive leapt forward and over the top of her, swinging one arm low in an attempt to cut her at the same time she cut him. Landing, he skids around to face her again.]