If Kanetsugu was less polite or in control, he would have probably asked Rey what his problem is. But as things were, he didn't spare the wrestler another glance. Instead, he crouched near Edward. "You should not brag when you lack two limbs and your opponent is armed, fool. It leads to a quick, coward's death. Which I am willing to give you if you will continue to behave like have behaved until now."
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.Fumio turned to Yee.
"You know my answer. But I want to ask you for help with something... I want you to help me find Takumi-kun when all this is over. Not as a bribe or reward... But because of how he was taken from me, and because you're the only one I know with the power to do it. You know what it's like to lose someone..."
She seemed... pleading, almost desperate.
"Please... Just think about it, please... Because I need your help..."
Jack lowered his weapon, but did not sheath it. The newcomer's unfortunate loss of two limbs was well timed. He had no wish for further battle, but Kanetsugu might just continue. Jack addressed the blonde boy in just as severe a tone of voice as he had used earlier.
"I know that it is partially ignorance that has brought you to where you now stand. You could not have known that such a grave insult as you offered this man could only be answered with death." He glanced to the other samurai.
"I know what honor demands, but like it or not, we must work together and you must realize that not everyone here is at all polite or honorable in the traditional sense. If you go around killing everyone that insults you, there will be very few left here, providing you are not slain first. I humbly ask that you moderate your response."
Then back to Ed.
"But ignorance does not excuse continuing to provoke him after you were made aware of his hostile intent. I cannot be here to defend you all the time and you must learn to restrain that pride of yours. A good start would be to apologize."
A sharp glance to Envy.
"As for you, it is as I said, this fight is over, do not make matters worse. Now, if you will all excuse me, I must go and try to help my friend."
He headed off after Rey, knowing full well that the results of his efforts were almost certainly failure, but he owed the wrestler that much, for all that they had been through together.
A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon arriving. -Lao TzuCloud watched the strange group of people agree almost immediately... as though their lives didn't matter. No, not that. Like they weren't even worried about them. Didn't they know that regular humans were bad enough to fight against? That they didn't stand a snowball's chance in hell?
He thought for a moment about what it would be like... coming home after saving everything there was to save. He imagined the faces of his peers; his mother's pride, Mr. Lockhart's disbelief, Tifa's admiration...
Tifa...
"I promise."
And he knew immediately he didn't stand a chance.
"...No. Whatever hoops you're gonna have us jump through, I'm not interested. I need to contact my CO and get back to the tower."
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistFumio scoffed.
"Good luck with that, private. Did you forget that we're stuck here?"
She turned to Strife, fixing him with a cold, hard glare.
"The only way out of this thing is through it. I have to rescue Takumi-kun! But he needs a universe to live in, too, and besides, there's no way for us to leave. Now, with that in mind, do you want to help, or would you rather drag your feet and be useless?"
Cloud managed to keep his voice level. It wouldn't do to should at a hysterical civilian. He satisfied himself with a mental image of him slapping her in the face. And being taller than her while doing it, too.
"I wouldn't be useful anyway. We're going up against this thing, and all I've got is an assault rifle and some spare magazines. I fail to see the point in participating. "
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MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist"That should never be something anyone should get used to," Fluttershy said to Stranger. "At least not without a friend," she said as she gently loosened the hug. The pegagus looked up to the steef with wide, caring eyes and giving a gentle smile. It would be clear to the bounty hunter that she wanted to be his friend -
There was a sudden yell out in the distance. It was most definitely Yee. And he sounded very angry.....
"We should get back," Flutterfly suggested to Stranger.
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!Athena smiled her appreciation at Gunner's concern at her current state.
"Thanks but I've already healed my wounds..."
And it was true for other than a little blood there were no wounds.
"I got mobbed by those fuzzle things when I arrived and uh.."
Athena spared a glance outside at the field of dead fuzzels- several which were impaled by swords.
"But I'm fine....We're used to losing a little blood once in a while right?...."
A sweat drop formed on Athena's forehead. "Um ...how about ...I get some soup.... then I'll hopefully be able to do something about the dress" said Athena in a rather hurried fashion.
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Sanetoshi stood by as the fight broke out among the group, every glossy pink hair on his head supremely unruffled by the turbulence he had found himself enmeshed in. His rose-coloured eyes instead turned to Yee, calmly and patiently waiting as the Remnant boiled with indignation.
The floodgates opened soon enough, and an ultimatum washed over the city; aid Yee, and save their home worlds, or simply stand back and allow everything to fade away.
Well, when you put it like that, of course people will join you.
Sanetoshi waited and deliberated, hearing the murmurs of assent. A ripple began to shift through their ranks, a stone thrown by a blonde boy who declared that he was not interested - that he needed to contact his CO.
An odd stance for a soldier, of all people, to take. The possibilities here were electrifying.
There seemed to be a lull in the conversation, and Sanetoshi took a few steps forward, eyes still resting gently on Yee as he sailed past the others, coming to a halt three feet away from the venerable Remnant.
"Your goals are admirable, Yee. To keep light and warmth in a world that you love - it's what anyone would want, isn't it?"
He paused, fingertips tapping against the side of his coat for a moment before coming to a rest.
"But I wonder... surely someone as old and lonely as you must have heard of ghost ships."
His pink eyes stayed on Yee's withered face as he continued to speak.
"Surely you're familiar with this kind of fairy tale. A group of shipwrecked sailors see a magnificent ship coming to rescue them, and they all climb aboard. It's newly painted, and a banquet is laid out for them, and the crew are all singing and laughing. But when they bite into the food, it turns to ashes, and the deck rots under their feet, and the crew are nothing more than bones and cobwebs." A long, thin thumb tucked itself inside the edge of Sanetoshi's pocket.
"Which begs the question, really. How do you know that we're not already on a ghost ship?"
The hand swept out of the pocket as Sanetoshi smiled slightly, eyes finally beginning to lower.
"Nevertheless, I see no harm in trying to help you. Sanetoshi Watase at your service." His head ducked smoothly down as his body arranged itself, briefly bowing to Yee before straightening once more.
Anyway here's Blackwall"Uh, sure." Stranger said awkwardly. He wasn't sure how to deal with this situation. "That, uh, it'd be a change to being shot at all the time."
Stranger looked the same way as Fluttershy, spotting the conflict within the new and old creatures. He activated his crossbow and put a Bolamite on it. He glanced at Fluttershy. "Also, as I was tryin' ta, say before, these fellas ain't as, badly treated as tha, fuzzles want ya ta believe. I let em go straigh afta ah, use em. They ain't hurt."
Fumio shook her head at the pink-haired man.
"Isn't it obvious we're still stranded? We don't have the luxury of rotten planks and tattered sails. We don't even have a bottle to send a message in. We've got sand. And as near as I can tell, Yee is the only one who knows about us. Even if he is a ghost ship, he still floats, right?"
Kohaku
"Ah, silly Wallachia copy of Saber-chan, he asked if he could help me and my sister, ufu~ Which of course means he has to dress up as a maid so he matc-" As Yee continued and issued his ultimatum, the maid came to a stop. "...Hold that thought, Wallachia copy of Saber-chan."
Kohaku stepped out for a moment, and almost ran into Rin as she headed out to face the stargod. "Ah, sorry, Tohsaka-san, ufu~" Realizing Yee could probably hear her wherever she was, seeing how she could hear him despite not even being in the same room as him, she addressed the Remnent from where she stood. "It's not like we really have much of a choice, ufu~ Either we help you or there won't be anything to go back to. So I guess we have to help you stop this Omega and his idiotic plan, ufu~"
"Besides, if he's lying," she said in a whisper to Rin, with an incredibly trustworthy and not at all suspicious look on her face
◊, "Then I'll do my very best to screw him over, ufufu~ You in, Tohsaka-saaan~?"
Hisui
"...S-saber-san?" Hisui spun around on the spot, and... "Oh... My apologies. Your voice... Sounded familiar..." Bowing in apology, she spent the next few moments in silent embarrassment. She only spoke up when the subject of soup was brought up once more.
"Ah, um..." She began to leave the room for the kitchen, "Please follow me then, Metaluca-san, Miyazaki-san, and..." She looked at the girl whose voice sounded remarkably similar to Saber's. "I apologise, but I do not know your name."
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Rin was, for the moment, frozen in surprise. Kohaku's expression was... well, knowing Kohaku, it meant that she was going to come up with some incredibly elaborate and dangerous scheme if Yee was lying. And, unfortunately, Rin didn't have much of a choice but to go along with it. If nothing else, Kohaku was her ally... no matter how untrustworthy that expression was. Besides, having a plan if Yee was lying was a very, very good idea.
For now, she only had only one response.
"I suppose I am," she replied.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."Vehk extended his legs of much swagger, and slid through perpendicular appendices to the page of the the Pink Man, the Shade. He is the second of the lesser unknowns Vehk found, and the most mysterious. He walks in metaphor and ruinous philosophy. The lineroots of geography and fate are what make him special. This is the lesson of the temple.
This is what caught Vehk-and-Vehk's attention. This was his distraction from the mouth of Anu-Yee;
"You spell out words of wisdom, Shade of Sanetoshi-Watase. Your tongue is corkscrewed. Well met." And Vehk took to the seat of wind once more, and held out his tarnished hands in ALMSIVI greetings to them both, and illustrations of unwrought fates coiled in terror. "I have the ears and the knowledge, and to prove my worth I solve your riddle thus; the bones were the sailors' own. The ash was the holy ash of progress. The cobweb was the death inside all men. All that distinguished them was time. The ship cannot be left."
"Well, screw you too, buddy." Edward muttered under his breath, shooing Kanetsugu away as he used his lance as a semi-walking stick. "Fine. I can fix it myself." He said, glaring at Envy as he stumbled past him and towards the castle, his metal leg dragging behind him. "Stupid primitive prosthetics... these kind of things would have never happened with Winry's automail."
"Well, if they're not really getting hurt......" Fluttershy said, not exactly trusting what Stranger said. "But really, do you really need to shoot the poor things?" she asked. "You can use something else. Like, maybe......um......rocks?"
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DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!Stranger just shook his head. "I do use rocks, but they, don't have as much use as, critters."
He reached into his bag and pulled out what appeared to be a googly-eyed chipmunk with big teeth and nubby little arms and legs.
◊ "This one's good for, distractin chumps."
The chippunk looked at Stranger. "Hey Stinky, what's happenin'?"
Then it spotted Fluttershy. "Hey ugly, nice legs, not. They look like yellow treetrunks."

"Oh, thank you, merciful god." Edward said with a deadpan as he got up, leaning against the wall with a sigh. "I can still kick your ass without my leg and arm, by the way."