Party
Agatha: Alteration [6], Support Skill [4]
Ai: 5, Will
December: Alteration [5], Skill [4]
Ito: 6, Skill [3]
Yamato: Alteration [6], Skill [5]
Enemy
Trooper Group C: 4, Skill [3]
Trooper Group D: Alteration [5]
Trooper Group E: Alteration [6], Skill [3]
Trooper Group F: Alteration [6]
[Now Playing: The cyborg fights]Given your condition, this is a desperate fight indeed. Ito attempts to concentrate under the barrage of fire, trying to keep his cool-
Then his Makai Armor wears off, pieces returning to the unknown locale where they were stored.
Shit.Two laser blasts nail Ito straight in the gut, sending him staggering back. He lashes out with his sword, managing to remember his training as he falls back, but his sword is thrown wide and clips only two of the soldiers. The dust softens the blow, just a little. In that moment, the troops begin to aim their shots at Ito, now vulnerable from lack of armor, guns trained on where they believed him most vulnerable; his wounded gut, his head, his arms.
Big mistake.Sato cleaves the arms off of two more robots that decided to look away from him for one single second, his sword having been prepared for a defensive strike, waiting for the opportune moment. They were robots, yes, but Sato was quicker, he was skilled, and he knew right where to cut. Disabled, the two robots simply stand there, unable to do very much as their arms crash to the ground, shattered by Sato's attack. The robots turn back to Sato, shooting, but he deflects their blasts with his sword, easily.
He hasn't quite finished dealing with the remainder of the robots, however and one blast scorches Sato's arm, the robots not intimidated nor hindered by their brethren being taken down.
This situation looks desperate.
Or it would be if it wasn't for the fact that Kamijou Ai was here.
[Now Playing: Ai Override ~Bow~]Suddenly, the troopers around Sato and Ito are swept away by sheer force as Ai makes her grand entry, walking in without a care in the world. Two of the soldiers attempting to extract the Zoanthrope are smashed to pieces by what appears not to even be a physical hit, but a shockwave, her hands lazily waving around as if she were swatting flies rather than robots. The remainder attempt to train their guns on Ai, taking aim-
Agatha decides that the best way to deal with things is to use her capabilities to throw her assailants back. Spikes of asphalt smash into the robots from below, most of their shots bar two flying wide as they are thrown back into the remaining robots, causing them to explode. The scorch marks on Agatha's body, however, begin to fade away with a translucent pink light as Spica, having mostly recovered her composure, heals her wounds.
There was still one last robot, however. Picking up the Zoanthrope like a groom would pick up their bride, they intend to make a hasty retreat, not bothering to go on the offense. It seems their mission was only to retrieve the Zoanthrope; attacking you was necessary only to fulfil that goal.
Will you let it so easily do that?
Meanwhile....Kaede Aisaka was troubled. Very, very much troubled.
She'd ordered dumplings for thirty minutes from now from the nice dumpling house nearby. This had been her habit on Friday nights; sit in, work on her private activities while enjoying some nice, fresh hot dumplings. They were scrumptious, delicious; the Kisaragi steaks were the only thing that could compare. Some Fridays, they were the best thing to look forward to; being a teacher at Kaname Academy, Miss Aisaka could get a little stressed. She thinks about her students for a second; ever since that attack on Touto National Garden several days ago, she'd been concerned about her students. She knew they'd gotten out okay, but still. And there was that other thing she was following, but that could be talked about another time.
There was Kisaragi's granddaughter; a nice girl, watched out for her classmates, was always a friendly young girl, and she was even a violinist. She'd really be a model student if it wasn't for her average grades and her occasional habit of making waves and picking fights with certain troublemakers. There was Akiyama; sometimes, she wondered how that girl's habits were, given she spent so much time in class nodding off. She wondered if she wasn't one of those people who went around following heroes all night, looking for stories to sell and pictures to pawn. There was Hanazawa; he was a quiet boy, quiet ever since the Arima girl left school. She'd heard it was to get treatment at the University Hospital down the road. Poor girl; she really deserved better than that, given what she'd heard about her condition from her parents. She also sometimes wondered what became of Endo, Kisaragi's friend; she'd seen her, several days ago, at the park before the Zoanthrope attacked, the first since she'd moved to Seito. She was an average student, but a well-behaved one, and she could rein in Kisaragi. She could go all day thinking about the other students; Midoriya, Aino, Kinomoto, Kazuraba, Sakura....
Miss Aisaka loved her class and everyone in it, all in all, even if some of them (especially Kisaragi and Sakura) were troublemakers sometimes.
Then there was the
other thing Kaede Aisaka did-
Suddenly, a shockwave blasts through her windows, shards of glass scattering all over the papers she was studying. She shields herself with an arm, squinting to see what had happened outside.
Outside, what looked like several robots had been smashed to pieces, ground into the asphalt by what seemed like sheer, utter force, probably what blew her windows in. And then there was the delivery boy, standing right in the middle of it all.
Well, he looked like the delivery boy from the dumpling house, but a lot leaner, a lot more muscular; he was usually rather plump. He didn't stop to enjoy his victory, as he ran down the street, presumably back to the dumpling house.
She blinks briefly, a look of surprise on her face; not from the robots, but from the fact that the delivery boy she'd gotten slightly familiar with was a superhero also.
Kaede Aisaka shrugs, before sitting back down at her desk, case files peering up at her. She was, after all, moonlighting one of those amateur detectives so popular in Touto nowadays; it paid good money, just as good as teaching. And it helped keep her students safe; that mattered the most of all.
However, now would be a good time for some dumplings. Those windows would need replacing.
Party:
Agatha
Status: Heavily Wounded
World Line: [1 2 1 5 3 1 2 1 6 1]
Alterations: 2
Will: 1
Ai
Status: Slightly Wounded, Absolute Counter (2), Arena Expansion (2)
World Line: [3 4 3 4 5 5 5 4 1 2]
Alterations: 3
Will: 2
December
Status: Moderately Wounded, Ablative Dust, Barrier Assist
World Line: [2 6 3 6 2 3 6 3 6 5]
Alterations: 1
Will: 2
Ito
Status: Moderately Wounded, Center (2), Ablative Dust, Winded
World Line: [1 4 1 2 2 2 3 1 4 2]
Alterations: 2
Will: 0
Yamato
Status: Moderately Wounded, Ablative Dust, Scorched Arm
World Line: [3 3 1 2 2 1 2 2 6 5]
Alterations: 0
Will: 3
Allies:
Spica:
Status: Fairly Wounded, Ablative Dust, Barrier Assist
Enemy:
Aranea Zoanthrope
Status: Critically Wounded, Disabled
Robotrooper Group F
Status: Last Man Standing (1/7)