Zola nods with a smile.
"So can I."
She starts walking in the direction of the nearest settlement, with Killer Bat following, the latter casting yet another glance in Anthony's direction. This time, it's one of suspicion and wariness, indicating that he's planning to keep an eye on Anthony.
After casting that glance, he lets himself be unsummoned.
Edited by DevilPsyco on Jul 13th 2018 at 5:09:52 PM
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Many people would, in all likelihood, panic, upon finding themselves in a landscape unfamiliar, in an island itself part of a set of island, near the coastline, yet still in the woods; a scenery almost heavenly in nature, but far worse in implications; a place that could have suggested implications of paradise, of a sunny vacation, a holiday in a luxurious resort, but that now could only suggest exile, exile and being lost, for surely it was unnatural to awaken in such a place without much explanation or buildup.
And indeed the man with black hair, groaning as he got up, seemed lost, for a moment, the expression painted on his face betraying the fact he did not expect such a thing to happen. But as he straightened the blue coat he wore, he seemed to regain his composure. Brushing some hair away from his eyes, he took out- or rather, materialized, for that he did, he materialized it, seemingly out of thin air, nothingness one moment and suddenly appearing the next- a tablet, and started typing something, looking around. Apparently, gathering data.
Only then did he hear a noise and raise his eyes and turn towards it. What, if anything, was it?
The noises come from Clémence, a tall woman dressed in long, black clothes who's busy hanging out of a branch, her legs barely keeping her from encountering the ground as she observes and write something while upside down, experiencing no illness from her choice.
"Wooobo do booo."
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterShe looks at him while upside down, and attempts to land on her feet. She accurately land on her hand instead, though she save her notbook.
However, she's able to get back up with a somewhat bruised, dirtied face, cooly posing as if she nailed the landing instead of humiliating herself in front of a stranger.
"Hello !"
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter"Oh, did I say that out loud? Heck, I ought to work on that..."
He scolds himself, dropping the issue of her bruising just as quickly as he'd picked it up. Then, realizing he should give an answer, he nods, and replies.
"Yes, that would be correct. I had heard of this place where dimensions converge... I have a few reasons to be willing to come here, you see. I am looking for someone, yes."
"Oh, no, don't worry... That's... It's better if you don't see this person. They're really dangerous, mmh. Not someone you wanna come across."
He replies.
"This is my responsibility, you see... I have to do this alone. Don't worry about it."
Then, he smiles, politely.
"Anyway, you say you research this place as well? May I ask, have you found anything interesting? If I start from where you are, surely, we will be able to find even more things than you would alone...!"
"If they're so dangerous, why do it alone ? But I won't interfere, because you probably know these things better than I do and I'm just a dashing rogue, not a fighter." she says, flaunting her bandaged face before realizing that its concealed. She grunts a little.
"I've seen a lot of stuff, here, come, I put it all down on my book !" she says, grabbing an old but pretty thick book out of her pocket;
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterPrimordia
Vulpecula looks astonished when Puroto mentions that there was a box jellyfish that had a stand, as well as intrigued at the mention of other supernatural fighters and 'German Science'. Whatever that was.
"I can only assume that most people who gained Stands from the shards are either dead from not having a strong enough spirit, were defeated by your group or recruited into your ranks." she says, thinking to herself.
Division Drive
Natalia pockets the photo, nodding to Domon. "I'll see what I can do in regards to finding this person, I suppose. As for helping your friend... I have the ability to 'upgrade' things, but I'm not sure how it would work on emotions. I suppose I could try and upgrade the concept of happiness. Would that be alright with you two?" she asks. Seems like she doesn't want to cross the boundary of toying with emotions without their approval. She simply nods to Megan once she returns.
Something something Arena."Yes, a good number of them died, and the survivors are now dedicated to our cause. However, there weren't really too many of them. I've only seen... I think a couple dozen, so far? The vast majority of stand users down there are animals. It's honestly kind of terrifying. And they said Australia tried its damnedest to kill people before..."
He shudders a bit.
"Honestly... some of the creatures with stands down there, it's ridiculous. In fact, I'm pretty sure amoebas don't even count as animals. It's a clusterfuck, really."
/\。。/\"Thanks, girls."
Reyna continues staring at the ground, then finally says something. "No."
"Hm? What is it, Reyna? Nat's idea seems like it could work."
"It's not as simple as that."
"Well, can't you tell us what makes it not simple?"
"No."
The Middle of the Ocean
With a thunderous crash, the Battleship Halberd rises up from beneath the waves. It hovers over to the southern shoreline of Primordia, mere inches above the ground. Seems it's received some kind of VTOL upgrade.
Meta Knight stands on the top deck, poised as if he's expecting someone.
Edited by KiriK on Jul 14th 2018 at 7:30:18 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."From off in the distance, a tiny speck appeared and zoomed across the horizon. On closer inspection, it would be revealed to be Nebula, expelling blue flames from their boots to create a type of rocket boots as they scanned the greenery below them, "Alright, if I was a fragment of an ancient world-destroying deity, where would I be?"
She came to a stop at the sight of the Battleship Halberd emerging from the water, jaw dropping at the sight of it, "...That looks even cooler than just seeing it on a computer screen..." She headed towards it and spotted Meta Knight on the bow and called out to him while crossing an arm over her chest, "Sir Meta Knight! Permission to come aboard?"
Meta Knight silently makes a beckoning gesture towards Miles. "Come. We have much to discuss."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."

Looking back at him, a rare hint of shyness shows itself in Zola's expression. It makes her break off their eye contact, but she definitely appears to be happy. Her lack of a verbal response fails to hide that this does mean something to her.
She eventually glances back at Platinum's base.
"With this new information, I don't think he'll be all too willing to let me stay here. Without Logi after my hide, I can go to an inn though."
She turns back to Anthony.
"... Do you want to come with me?"
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.