Mosaic City, located along China's coast, is quite large city sometimes called the Crossroads Between Nations due to its diverse population. While it was once a large tourist spot, the city was placed under a blockade as the military appeared claiming there was a radiation leak. The true hazard, however, is much more sinister.
Post by Kyle Shibata on Apr 28, 2014 6:26:54 GMT -5
Kyle had returned to the executive building, intrigued by the place's atmosphere. He'd only gone there to vent his anger (which still bubbled under his skin) but now he had more reason to be here than that. Sure, he still wanted to bury his axe into some Shadow's face but he was thinking more clearly. Just putting Shadows through the hatchet wasn't going to help him or sate his anger. He knew that had a very... very long way to go before he could even think of challenging Shadow Vice. It made the weight of the jacket on his shoulders all the heavier.
Grunting a quiet curse under his breath, he shouldered his axe once more and trudged around the random floor he'd stopped at, poking around to look for trouble or clues. Or both.
"We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves."
François de la Rochefoucauld
Post by Kyle Shibata on Apr 29, 2014 6:48:00 GMT -5
Murpy hates me. Must be it, Kyle thought, staring at the Shadow he'd just run across.
Then again, he had wandered towards the men's room on this floor and poked his head in. Of course he'd find a Shadow that had adapted to the surroundings.
Kyle backed away just as the thing rushed him, pretty much demolishing half the door on its way out to more open space. He immediately summoned Sitri and buffed himself with a speed-boosting Sukukaja, just in time to get hit by the wind blast from the damn thing. It hurt, but not as much as it normally would and Kyle cringed. He had Vice to thank for that, his jacket came equipped with a wind-resisting patch.
That thought just made him angry again.
"Sitri, Zionga!"
Sitri roared skywards and spread his wings, the feathers crackling with electricity; a bolt of lightning struck the Shadow, sending it stumbling backwards. Kyle charged, swinging his axe and knocking the Shadow further backwards, then jumping back to dodge the massive swing from the Shadow. It missed by a hair and Sitri countered with a heavy-handed slash attack, his paw swinging with force and bringing with it a dropped blade. The Shadow wobbled and then got hit by another bolt of lightning that sent it sprawling to the floor.
"Again!"
The last bolt of lightning caused it to explode and Kyle grinned wolfishly at the sight of the damn thing exploding.
Some day...
"We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves."
François de la Rochefoucauld