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(GS3) Field: Regional Hall

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Jello:
"It is good to meet with you again." He reached out his hand, just barely out of the shade of the umbrella. The clouds were piling over so it was fine, he wasn't getting particularly damaged or anything. A small smile like normal appeared, the kind he had more often than not. According to the higher-ups, this is the last target remaining in the area for Japan. What a strange coincidence the host body already had relations to them.

"Do me a favor and help me up, won't you?" He nodded to his slightly trembling hand. He stared at Satoshi at first, then up to his eyes specifically. There wasn't much to see in them other than some longing, or a wanting. There were things he wanted to leave behind, and new things he wanted to achieve. An interesting yet general motive.

Good enough.

Beryl:
"Sure." Satoshi gripped his hand with his own double-ringed marked one, pulling him up.

"Why exactly did you call me out, though?"

Jello:
Gripping back, his smile formed largely. Not malevolently, if anything it was simply a friendly gesture. Saving somebody's innocence is a great deed after all, he should most definitely be commended for his efforts. Except there weren't many really to commend him other than himself in the end.

"Thank you for your help.. Ahhh." He stood up, shoulders relaxing.

"Allow me to return the favor."

Heart Lock.

The electricity that ran rampant the day before, twice, once was once again blowing through its circuits and blasting every nerve in his host's own body in order to achieve the goal he had set out from the beginning. If he wanted everything to be seen through perfectly, these are the bonds that had to be kept away from everybody. The red and black rings were steady signs of the mark, despite the others not having them. This was because the target system included reminders for him, should he have complete inability to remember his goal once infiltrating the host. He regained them rather quickly, now setting everything he had in mind, in motion.

"T-h-a-n-k y-o-u." The reverse shot out from his fingertips, travelling into Satoshi with exceeding speed. Several moments from now he'd easily be a pawn of the Lock. That's what he called it anyways, but it's not exactly like that. More of a free-willing agent, loyally doing the will of its master. Who is the master though? That's the real question.

He dropped back to his butt on the stairs, lying back for a moment as a slight giggle released from his lips. Then laughter. This was fun. It hurt. It made him exhausted. And he was already dozing off, falling asleep  to the stinging and burning of his own nervous system.

Beryl:
Satoshi was suddenly blasted with strong electrical impulses from Haruka's body, as though the boy wasn't human, but pure energy. It flowed through his veins and made the rings burn brightly as he convulsed a bit to the touch.

Cheru spoke once. "It's okay, dear...take a break."

And then he was gone.

In his place stood a man with hair hiding his changed eyes. He slipped his sunglasses over them. No need for people to suspect much at first glance. The only strange thing that remained were the rings, glowing at a steady pace on his hand.

As lame as a name as it was, Cherushi had his directive now, as it was provided by the impulse. The plan was to lock, lock with Cheru's avatar.

Star-vader, Nebula Lord Dragon.

Spectre Diamond:
Hikaru had come to regional hall in order to meet up with his generals. The slums were to obvious if anyone caught onto who they were, so it was decided that the regional hall was the best option. When he got into the hall, he discovered there were still some fighters left in the area. Naturally he added them to his growing empire. He's sitting on the ledge on the second floor where everything the hall's light touches is his empire. The doors of the regional hall opened as the wind rushed in.

The 4 generals of hell had arrived. They all stepped in as they looked for their king, Hikaru. Seeing as all four of them have arrived in one piece. Hikaru jumped from the ledge as he slowly descended and landing on his feet planted firmly on the floor.

"It seems you had managed to evade Neu. I take it that the operation wasn't a success." While he wasn't particularly angry, Hikaru is however disappointed on their rate of succession.

Ushio the most dangerous of the 4 kneeled in front of the Hikaru in failure. Accepting that they have failed on their mission on behalf of the empire.

"I'm deeply sorry for our failure King. I did not predict that Neu would be at New york." The other 3 went down on their knees, sprouting out forgiveness and regret. Hikaru sighed as he looked at his generals. "Just get up. I want you to go around the cities and look for any non reverse fighters are we clear." He turned to leave as the other stood up.

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