The graceful arrival of Soul Eater-verse Fakir

[queruloussoul]

[[Fakir lands face first in the middle of the street.  He had just swung Ahiru in a wide, powerful arc at their opponent, going in for the kill.  But then--what exactly had happened?  The great hulking monster who's soul he'd been about to collect wasn't there anymore, and neither was Ahiru, which had left him to pitch forward, driven by his own

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[shadow_sinx]

[ As his searching of the town has indirectly caused the assassin to run into more and more people, the cloaked Fakir spots another person up ahead, his eyes widening in mild surprise before they narrow.

Another doppelganger.

Cautiously, he uses his practiced stealth as he approaches until he's close enough to spot what the figure is doing - and raises an eyebrow at the numbers written onto the glass. ]

What the...? Is it some kind of code?

[ Although he's hidden from direct view, his end of his right katar ends up hitting the stone down below with a very audible scraping noise. ]

[queruloussoul]

[[Fakir jumps, startled, when he hears something--something metal?--scrape against a stone. He whirls around, hands grasping for a (moronic) weapon that isn't there. He clenches them into fists instead, eyebrows furrowed as he searches his surroundings.]]

Who's there? ... Ahiru?

[shadow_sinx]

[ His eyebrows raise a little further at the mention of the name.

Did that mean this double of his was familiar with that redheaded girl he had never seen in his own world?

The assassin takes a step to the right, and after a moment of silent deliberation, uncloaks to reveal himself out of midair - completely uncaring as to how it might startle the mirror image in front of him. ]

...You're looking for Ahiru?

[queruloussoul]

[[Suddenly, in front of Fakir is ... oh, no. No, this isn't happening. He misjudged the monster. This is a trick.

And the double is armed. And Fakir isn't.

Fakir takes a few steps back from his double, sizing him up, trying to keep his fists from trembling. This isn't good. ]]

[surlyknight]

[[Another Fakir is standing to the side, observing with his arms crossed. A sword hangs at his side, but he hasn't drawn it. He also has a bunch of mechanic's tools attached to his belt on the other side.

He has not been having a good couple of days, and it's a little reassuring to see someone else as confused as he is.]]

[queruloussoul]

[[Something catches Fakir's eye, faintly reflected in the glass, and he turns to see--holy crap! Panic seizing him, he stumbles a few steps back and holds his fists up.]]

Wha-what is this?!

[[Could it be some kind of mind trick from the monster? Maybe it was more powerful than he'd thought. He tries to steady himself, wishing he were armed. Even a stupid weapon like Ahiru was better than nothing at all.]]

[surlyknight]

[[Fakir remains where he is, sizing up his potential opponent.]]

I am not your enemy. As far as I know.

[queruloussoul]

[[So the monster is trying for subtlety. So what?]]

Then what are you?

[schwanherz]

*Ahiru had been feeling restless. Even since her fight with her Fakir, Devotion had been fidgeting in her chest, wanting to make things right somehow...even if Curiosity and Frustration even now were complaining about how she still didn't know what she did wrong... So, leaving a note outside Rue's door and Moon sleeping on the couch, she had taken her ducky pillow under her arm and decided to go find the house she thought was Fakir's. When she approaches the house, though, she sees another Fakir with green eyes and different clothes in front of it, standing in front of the window as if waiting for something. Blinking with Curiosity, she makes her way over.* ...Hello.

[queruloussoul]

[[And that would be the voice of his moronic weapon. Fakir turns to chew her out.]]

You! What the hell were you thinking, leaving in the middle of a battle?! I was about to--

[[He pauses. Ahiru is dressed differently than she was before, and she appears to be toting a ... stuffed duck?]]

What the hell are you wearing? Did you leave battle to change clothes

[schwanherz]

*Ahiru blinks in surprise.* ...Battle? *This Fakir was fighting somebody? Why? Was he fighting ravens? She adjusts her grip on the ducky pillow so that it rests a bit more over her yellow-shirted chest, and tries to explain.* ...I got them from the closet, back at the house. I'm sorry, but I'm...not who you think I am, Other-Fakir: this town...it has a lot of people who look alike...

Sorry, this one can be especially stubborn. xD

[queruloussoul]

The house ... ? [[Fakir's normal Ahiru scowl turns into a deeper one.]] Stop talking nonsense! I don't know what you're going on about, but we don't have time for it!

[lotis_duck]

[Ahiru had a frown on her face,walking slowly. She couldn't find her rabbit anywhere and she was getting worried. She let out a sigh, if he don't want to be found then so be it. Ahiru so upset that she see an angery Fakir.]

[queruloussoul]

[[Fakir looks up to see a strangely-dressed Ahiru walking by. Oh, good. One less thing to worry about.]]

There you are! Where did you go, moron? Ditching me like that ... you're an even worse weapon than I'd thought.

[lotis_duck]

[Ahiru snaps out her daze and looks at Fakir.She rasie an eyebrow at him, wondering what his talking about. She looks around to see no one.Then looks back at him?]

Are you talking to me?

[queruloussoul]

YES, MORON! Get over here and explain yourself.

[letmenomyou]

[[A pale vampire in a white dress hops up to him, and looks over his shoulder at the window, staring for a long moment beside him.]]

...What are you looking at?

[queruloussoul]

[[Fakir jumps in alarm, but it's just Ahiru. She had to show up sometime; he hadn't figured out how to get rid of her yet. He glances over his shoulder to glare at her.]]

Oh, so now you show up. What were you thinking, idiot?

Don't play dumber than you really are. This is weird and you know it. We need to contact Shinigami-sama, but it isn't working.

[letmenomyou]

[[Her eyebrows furrow. A new one. And a very bossy, mean new one. Great. Juuuust peachy.]]

...I'm not the one you know. Did anyone explain this town to you yet?

[[As if to emphasize that she's not his Ahiru, she opens her mouth and shows him her fangs. Might as well get straight to the point with this.]]

[queruloussoul]

[[... Fangs?!

Fakir shoves the vampire that looks like Ahiru away, eyeing her fearfully. What was he supposed to do about a vampire, of all things?]]