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 Tatsuma Kirihara on Apr 24, 2014 10:50:13 GMT -5
Tatsuma glanced up at the tall building he was standing in front of. He didn’t have any particular destination when he headed out for the Shadowlands, but the executive building was like a guiding light from the distance. Behemoth was also forcefully urging him forward as it wanted to burst out and get some shadow flesh again. Tatsuma had to wonder, if the beast was actually himself, was he so bloodthirsty as well? Maybe it was just some pent up aggression, but he couldn’t dismiss the fact they were deeply connected.
He stepped into the building that was in surprisingly good condition. Rubble, cracks and dust was present, naturally, but the building itself wasn’t about to collapse. He walked forward to check out the elevator just to find it to be out of service. Of course, he thought, without electricity it won’t move. He turned toward the stairs, heading up, all the while he could feel Behemoth getting more and more excited in his mind. They both knew shadows were sneaking around waiting to attack them, but they will try to have the initiative still.
Post by Tatsuma Kirihara on Apr 24, 2014 14:13:19 GMT -5
There they were. It was the first time Tatsuma found two shadows at once, and instead of having second thoughts about venturing in here, he was grinning with excitement. As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he called Behemoth, and the beast raised his attack with a loud howl. Of course that got the attention of the two shadows, but Tatsuma already had the upper hand for a first strike. Since there were two enemies, he thought it was better to use the attack that could hit them both at the same time. Behemoth raised one of its enormous paws and slashed at the enemies with Mind Slice. One of them, the shadow that resembled a copy machine most, could take the hit well despite Tatsuma’s boosted attack at the start. The other, however, fall back and seemed to be visibly in pain, which could only mean one thing.
Score. Tatsuma’s grin widened when he realized the phone-like shadow was weak to that type of attack. Now he knew what to use. Even if the other resisted it, it was still a better option to hit them both at once and even exploit at least one weakness in the enemy.
The shadows turned to him, and both of them shot a Zio toward him and Behemoth. Even if he was neutral toward the attack, electricity was still annoying, as it numbed his senses when it traveled through his nerves. He didn’t care though. He found a weak spot, and it was time to chip down the stamina of the shadows.
"Eat another Mind Slice!" He shouted at the same time Behemoth rushed forward to slice through the shadows with his giant claws. As expected, the phone faltered again, however, the other shadow held its ground. Tatsuma could feel his heartbeat in his throat, butterflies in his stomach, which was a different kind of excitement he felt before.
The phone seemed to change its plan, and shot a bomb straight toward his head. Tatsuma took the attack, and started coughing from the smog the Seal bomb left behind. Through it he could barely see the flash as another electrical attack connected and numbed his limbs. He couldn’t help the smile growing on his face. The numbness was nice. It was welcomed. He wanted to shout, but realized he couldn’t however, his wish reached Behemoth even though his muteness. Another Mind Slice later the phone broke and evaporated into the air on the building’s second floor.
The only one remaining was the copy machine. That shadow also changed tactics and used Fatal End in hopes of killing its foe faster. Tatsuma knew that attack, and also knew it was slightly stronger than the ones it used before. The shadow’s hands sliced into Behemoth’s body, but nor the persona, nor the user didn’t pay attention to the pain. Now that there was only one shadow, he can kill it with darkness easily. He was ready to yell the spell for Mudoon, however, yet again no words had fallen from his lips. Not even Bahamuth reacted this time. He lost his voice. That Seal Bomb made its effect, and he was unable to finish the opponent with his strongest spell. However, he was so worked up that he didn’t even bother using Mind Slice anymore.
He looked at the copy machine. There was a dent. A dent that his fist would fit into.
Nothing else registered as he rushed toward the shadow and threw his fist at the metallic body of the monster, one, two, three times, not even giving a chance for the enemy to attack as he was hitting the weakest spots on its body one after another. First a right fist, then the left, and the right again, and then his fist was hitting the air when the shadow was no more.
Post by Tatsuma Kirihara on Apr 24, 2014 14:33:59 GMT -5
Tatsuma was breathing heavily not only from exhaustion but also from the blood still rushing through his veins after the shadows were defeated. His ears were ringing, his hands were shaking from wanting more. It was not enough. He wanted more. He needed more. If he had a voice, he would be shouting, but nothing came out of his throat as he raised his head and opened his mouth to howl into the night just as his persona usually did. Behemoth already went back to the deepest parts of his mind, but was trashing around, messing up the place and it was getting harder to think straight.
Damnit! Something isn’t right. Calm down. Calm down, Behemoth! He wondered if other users had such hard time controlling their persona as he did. Or maybe Behemoth and he were just so full of energy and pent up frustration that it was hard to restrain the urges to fight. He wasn’t sure, but it was getting harder to hold the beast back.
He had to take a few moments to even his breathing and calm the beast that was about to go on a rampage in his head. As soon as he could think clearly, he turned toward the stairs to go back to the exit of the building, and eventually to his apartment.