Jeez guys, I go to sleep for a momet and all the action happens. Not fair.
During the fight, Michael had assumed an onlooker position, simply observing the entire situation and ponderig on what Augustus had told him. There was just one problem: why shouldn't he become Mustang? He was practically 100 times better than Michael. He doubted that a Genre Savvy kid with no fighting experience would help during a fight. As he quickly entered the ship, he helped the girl to go faster, and almost knocked George down as he jumped inside:
"Gah! S-sorry for that. Guess some traits just can't be erased, right."
He looked at the villain trapped in the sand. He may be the villain, yes, but at least he had a goal. The ones which were with him on that ship still seemed to have no idea what to do.
"I'm talking about clumsyness. Cause I'm clumsy- oh crap, Michael, don't explain the joke!"
He scratched his head and let out a short laugh, expecting someone laughed with him. However, in his mind, a plan was being formulated. He was on an interesting situation- and it wouldn't hurt to use it to his favor.
edited 20th Feb '12 2:18:04 PM by Stratofarius
"Yes, fun. Loads of fun. At least you got the powers from a character with no real personality. Because there's a voice in my head telling me what to think about everything, and it's pretty hard to not listen to it."
He sighed, scratching its head.
"I'm thinking about what Augustus said earlier. Maybe becoming more like him is a bad thing. But then again, he is more powerful than I'll ever be. It's pretty hard to decide."
August was happy he could knock some sense into the Kamen Rider, but the Araris in his head was warning him not to be so sure. It wasn't all that likely that a single blow would knock such an obviously powerful fighter out, since he wasn't sure he had swung the crutch with incapacitating force, and he...or Araris anyway, was suspecting that this was some kind of ploy.
There was no time to figure it out, it was time to leave.
You won't trick me so easily, scumbag. I'll be watching for you and anything you try. And I never let my guard down.
Leaving the thought unvoiced, he headed back into the ship, though he kept his metal sense up, which considering the enemy's full body armor, should alert him to any movement.
"Let's go, quickly."
"Toast. Toast and coffee would be good. And I'm going to need a piece of paper- have to write some stuff down, test some theories."
He groaned, and looked at the people around him. He seemed to be the only one truly becoming his character. And he could not figure out if this was a good or bad thing.
"Anyone mind joining me? I would like to know all of you a bit better, since we're now a group. I think."

Viktor speaks quickly and loudly, "I want no deaths. No one should die. Not even him. Life is too precious. Now, everyone get out of there. Autumn, you should be in the back of the retreat, and, if you're up to it, join him, Puella Magi, George, traitor dude, you two should be behind them using your long range attacks. Whatever happens, Tsukasa is not to make it on this ship."