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 Rikki Hisako on Feb 14, 2014 22:34:46 GMT -5
With his guitar slung on his back, Rikki waltzed into the hospital without much of a care. His hands in his pockets, the boy looked around at the abandoned hospital. It was a depressing site, to be honest. But he knew that there was no point in stopping to mourn over it. He had a duty. Thus, the boy made his way up the stairs towards the nearest source of shadow energy that he could locate.
He went through a couple floors, pausing every so often. . . .too weak. The boy could get a general sense of a shadow's strength just by focusing on it a bit. He had been doing it for a while, after all. It was by no means completely accurate, but it was slightly more effective than say, someone who had just received a persona.
It wasn't until about six floors up did the boy actually stop climbing stairs. Ah. I think this should suit me just fine. Placing his hands back into his pockets, the boy strolled into the building while taking large strides in his step.
Post by Rikki Hisako on Feb 17, 2014 16:47:16 GMT -5
The boy strode through the hospital, taking care to make sure every step he took was especially audible. We was humming to himself as he made his way through the corridor, essentially without a care. There was no way that he was trying to be subtle. He was drawing enemies out.
As he was walking, the boy stopped moving all of a sudden as if frozen in place. An arrow flew in front of his face, to which he simply smiled and turned. It was a familiar arrow. Slinging his guitar to his front, the boy looked in the direction of where the arrow came from. He saw two figures that he hadn't seen in quite a while. Well, he had never seen these ones in particular before, but they were essentially a blast from the past. Long time no see, Cupid-san. The boy spoke in Japanese to the two shadows in front of them as they seemed to be completely ignoring his speech. He may as well have been talking to himself. Shall I play you another song for old time's sake? The boy strummed a simple G-chord on his guitar before gripping the neck and removing the support around his neck.
I don't think I'll be needing you Throne. Not today at least. The boy's face got serious a moment as he raised the guitar to the cupid shadows. I'm feeling something a bit more lively, to be honest. The shadows were still ignoring him as the second one simply shot another arrow attack at him. Focusing, the boy dodged to the side and ran along some cover before running straight up to one of the cupid and smashing it across the head. This thing is made of extremely light but hard metal. You're not getting away so easily. His guitar was just another interesting item the boy had come to acquire through his journeys across the world. The cupid smacked into the ground where it twitched a bit. It got back up, firing a few more arrows at Rikki. Tch. He quickly lifted the guitar in front of him, allowing the arrows to deflect off its back. Then, with an overhead swing, the boy smashed the cupid back into the ground. This time for good.
Returning his gaze on the other cupid, he noticed an attack was already on its way. He quickly moved out of the way, but was still hit in the side. Oh well. No perfect run for him. Winding up his guitar for a big swing, he smashed the cupid in the side like a baseball where it flew into a wall. Slowly, it began to focus on Rikki who was walking over to it with a smile. The little shadow cast a light attack on him, which did absolutely nothing. Hey, hey. I'm a pure individual. Don't try that with me. Then with one last overhead swing, the boy smashed the shadow into the ground. His work was done.
Post by Rikki Hisako on Feb 17, 2014 17:06:49 GMT -5
With a quick sigh, the boy slung the guitar back around his neck and headed down the stairs. His pace was just as loud as last time, making it rather easy for shadows to simply hear him. Did he really care though? No. He was just looking to make his exit from the building a bit more interesting while he was on his way out. Truly, this boy did not know the meaning of masochism. Either that, or he seemed to thrive off of it.
Unfortunately, no shadows decided to ambush him as he left. Whether they didn't hear him or simply didn't want to mess with him was a mystery. Either way, that boy left with a grin on his face.