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016 | celebrate relentlessness

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The video is shot from an odd angle - looks like the phone might be sticking out from a front breast pocket on a jacket. It's half-obscured, until there's the shifting sound of leather, and the entire picture is revealed.

There's a terrified looking shop clerk behind the desk, cowering a little.

In front of him, are Akihiko Sanada and … well, whoever’s phone is recording this. Akihiko, at least, looks quite different than what people are used to seeing from him. Akihiko had lost any pretense of a shirt, and his torso was covered in tattoos. His boxing gloves had been swapped out with MMA gloves, that looked like they had nails fitted to them. The only thing that would mark him as Akihiko would be his voice at this point, even if he sounded far more wild than normal.

Of the person holding the camera - you see black leather arms cross in the bottom field of the camera, and hear a voice - unmistakably Shinjiro Aragaki’s voice.

The drawl is dry, sarcastic, bored. But with an edge of sadistic amusement which seems quite out of place, to those who know him.

“Look, we’re bein quite reasonable. Your store seems pretty nice. Lotsa things could happen to it, yanno? Like, take that display over there.”

Akihiko grins, and moves over. He seems really pleased to tip it over, smashing hundreds of dollars’ worth in merchandise.

The shop clerk whimpers a little, and Akihiko walks over, leans on the desk, expression manic.

“I hear fire is a big problem too. It’d be a shame if you had to worry about scarring that pretty face of yours...” He grins with an almost feral look in his eyes as he pulls a lighter from his pants pocket, holding it out to the clerk’s face.

A hand is raised - Akihiko smirks and steps back. This is a dance they’re pretty well rehearsed in.

“Yeah, my friend’s kinda right. Tons of stuff could happen, so what’dya say. A little bit of insurance goes a long way.”

As the shop clerk scrambles, bringing up some cash from the till, Akihiko laughs and Shinjiro chuckles. They both sound genuinely amused by all this.

Shinjiro reaches for his phone for some reason - and then swears, a little, sounding more wry than angry. “Well. Shit.”

He taps a button, for selfie mode, and you see him - without beanie, wearing a bandana, hair tied back, a cruel grin on his face. “Consider this free advertisin. You wanna pay your insurance in advance - hell, we’ll give you a bit of a discount if we ain’t gotta show up and ask for it.”

“Oh come on, Shinji, don’t blue ball me ov--” Akihiko is cut off as the feed ends.

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What on earth are you two doing? That’s extortion and vandalism.

[How many times does Kay have to end arresting one of you two???]

[ Sarcastic smile, raises his hands up, like a mocking surrender. ]

We ain't in Attleton, Robocop.

[ And then his smile gets more predatory. ]

So back off.

What you are doing is illegal in all the cities.

[If only Kay had eyebrows to raise. He isn't impressed.]

Where are you?

He said back off, tin-can. I suggest you do it. I'd hate to have to haul your heavy ass to the recycling center after we get done with you.

Or what? You will attack a deputy? Yes, I'm sure that will end wonderfully.

A tin-can's a tin-can. I'm sure the replacement will be far less nosy.

This tin can is more resilient than any human and unlike the one I'm speaking too now, has plenty of functional brain cells.

Yeah, cause the one who's the moron is clearly not the piece of garbage tryin to threaten us.

No. I am the law.

Tch. Of Attleton, maybe.

But, sure, whatever.

Come at us.

If you can find us, pig.

When it's an emergency we are allowed to take action on the different cities.

I'm starting to wonder if you just get these moods once every two months or so. Maybe it's something hormonal.

Edited (I can english good >_>) 2017-12-04 00:39 (UTC)

[Akihiko just looks bored.]

Oh my god are you just gonna stand there and talk at us or are you going to put your money where your mouth is? The sooner I reduce you to molten slag the better. Your voice is getting on my nerves.

If you want to fight so badly, tell me where you are, punk.

Yeah, so you'll call out a buncha cops to our location?

Pass.

[ Off-camera, to Akihiko - ]

Don't let 'em bait you, Aki. We'll find him, teach 'im a lesson.

You two are all bark and no bite. [Kay huffs.] Cowards.

[ There's a slight scuffle in the background - it seems that Shinjiro is keeping Akihiko from just setting the phone on fire out of anger.

Then, through clenched teeth and a grimace: ]

You're gonna be scrap metal when we see ya, y'damn can opener.

If you know what's good for ya, you'll hide. You'll hide somewhere fireproof.

[Wouldn't that be counter-productive, Akihiko?]

I am fireproof. The KX units were made to be security droids, I suggest you not to underestimate my abilities.

Meanwhile, in the oddest switch of roles in his life, Mordecai just wanted to get some fucking eggs and not actually hold a place up. Why would he have to? He can't think of any illegal shit to do that would even require a gun that makes more money than embezzlement here, get back to him when someone makes a mafia.

So this is very interesting, on a philosophical level.

Or it would be if Mordecai was more capable of introspection. As far as he was concerned he hasn't been this stupid in public with a weapon since he was seventeen.

So he stands there, patiently, near the back of this, hoping that everyone is just going to clear out and let him buy his fucking eggs.

But it doesn't look like that's about to happen here, and no he doesn't want to walk down the street to a different store. He likes this store, he's not changing up his patterns just because a pair of ugly hooligans need pocket money.

Finally, he's forced to speak up in the interest of appropriate time management:

"This is the worst allocation of your time you could possibly spend in a hold up."

Shinjiro was just very patiently waiting for Akihiko to finish extorting money out of the kind elderly shop clerk, thank you. It was a normal sort of business interaction - one they'd done all the time at home in Iwatodai. Some money for STREGA, some money just for them - here in Genessia City, the cash would be all theirs.

Really, without the threat of Takaya over their heads? They could make out big, best thing that could've happened to them in this world.

But he'd been so preoccupied looking out for cops, in uniforms or in plainclothes alike, that he hadn't twigged on the handsome nerd in the jacket, spectacles at all. What was he, a banker? Lawyer? Accountant?

Who the hell cared.

He turned away from Akihiko - like he needed any of his help with that wuss, and besides, he was almost certain he wouldn't set this whole place on fire just now - and looked at the new fellow.

"Well, princess, you'll just have t'wait your turn."

And then, his smirk grew toothy. "Unless you wanna be makin a donation toward his insurance fund."

'Princess?'

That was one to mull over, and had this been a conversation on the phone he might have. After all there wasn't any real danger of being set on fire having a conversation on a phone.

This however, sort of required select regulation of what he was going to be offended by. Princess wasn't going to be it, though chances are, and it appeared to be so, that he was genuinely confused by the statement, opening his mouth once in a moment of perplexed disgust to argue and... then thinking otherwise, making a soft scoff of annoyance instead.

"I've been waiting my turn for five minutes, it doesn't take five minutes to extort money if you'd invested in any kind of actual weapon." A side long glance at the lighter-

"But then I suppose if you're preforming the usual 'damage insurance' idiocy, affording a side arm is a bit out of the allotted price range."

Akihiko took note of the newcomer, giving the clerk a bit of a push before straightening up and resting an arm on Shinji's shoulder from where he was squatting on the counter.

"Shinji, I think this is the kind of guy that wants to fuck up the store. Can't have that now can we?"

He hops down off the counter, flexing his fingers so that they pop. "Never know what kind of heat these nerds are packing, and it's always the quiet ones that go postal on people. Think we should teach him a lesson. Show 'im what happens when you mess with people under our protection."

Shinjiro looked over his shoulder at Akihiko, smirking, then turned his attention back at Glasses.

It was kind of funny, that the stranger had taken so long to try to figure out what to be offended by. Funnier that he thought that, just because they didn't have ordinary weapons on them, that they were like normal people. That they weren't dangerous.

"Nah, you never know what kinda shifty characters are 'round."

He cracks his knuckles, but then reaches back casually for the butt of his Evoker inside his jacket.

"And, ain't it cute? He don't think we're armed."

Of course he didn't imagine they were armed, who the hell threatens a clerk with a nail studded glove and a lighter when you had a gun.

Seeing the butt of what was clearly a gun didn't help.

Didn't help his opinion of them, the faintest, almost casual move to his hip as if just to rest his thumb inside the loop of his belt brushing aside the edge of his coat to flash the grip of a pistol.

An easy, smooth motion that spoke of the idea that he'd probably made this gesture before.

A lot.

"I want to pay for my dinner." Flat as a five day old open beer and just as pleasant, that tone.

Edited 2017-12-04 04:04 (UTC)

Akihiko's grin just looks even more unhinged as he pulls his Evoker from the back of his pants as he patted Shinji's chest.

"Look out bro, dad over here has a gun. He's a real threat." Akihiko barks out some laughter, putting the barrel of his Evoker to his forehead.

"You think you're hot shit just 'cause you can buy a peashooter? You want hot shit, you'd better check this shit out."

He pulls the trigger as Polydueces appears and slams a flaming fist into the floor just in front of the man.

Welp. Apparently, this was happening. Par for the course, really, when they ran into trouble - Shinjiro just had to make sure, now, that they stay more or less out of it, kept the property damage to a minimum.

Even without Jin here, to get pissy at them - causing too much destruction would probably get them in hot water with the Guardians.

Key word - too, of course. They could have a little fun, first.

He pulled out his Evoker, and held it loosely at his side - prepared to bring out Castor should the stranger attempt to defend himself.

"You better run, if you know what's good for ya, asshole."

Shinjiro smirked. "Or is your dinner worth your life?"

Well this evening just got a lot more uncomfortably weird.

A whole lot of things flashed around in Mordecai's brain. Quick, frazzled calculations, none of which were the mathmatics on making a clean getaway. He was still a bit stuck on the thing that just blasted itself into reality, instead of the young man blasting his brains out onto the floor.

The latter of which, distantly he'd toy with in the back of his mind, he would have preferred right now. It was only due to past similarly shocking scenarios, walking down town with his hat clamped over his hand as the shadow of a dragon passed over a city made of chewed bubble gum and sapient fluff creatures, that he didn't immediately snap like cheap balsa.

A sharp intake of breath through clenched teeth and... The total submission to immediate instinct.

Two shots fired at the... pair? Trio? Mordecai's movement with the gun and the subsequent report of gunfire almost appearing to be simultaneous.

Even as the bullet passed through his right shoulder, Akihiko was already lunging with a left straight aimed for the man's gut. It wouldn't have nearly the force it would otherwise due to the shot to the shoulder but the nails on the glove would help with that.

It didn't even seem like the impact had registered with Akihiko though. His face was contorted in a feral and sadistic glee. This is what the world deserved, after all. After everything it'd put him through, put Shinji through, Jin, Takaya and Chidori... There were no innocents. Only prey. And Akihiko was going to make the world suffer.

The other shot clipped Shinjiro on the left arm, and he took it with a grunt - wasn't like it was his good arm, anyway. His face broke into a cruel smile. Once Aki came down from his battle-high, he'd heal them up, good as new.

The world was shit. But he'd have his brother's back for it. Up until the very end, when the sad sorry hell finally ended - when the entire thing burned down - he'd be there. Everyone else - not even Takaya or Jin, really - they didn't matter. They were dead, whether by their hands, or otherwise.

He raised his Evoker to his head - best to end this fight quickly, through overwhelming force - and then get out before any cops came and caused trouble.

"Castor! Fatal end!"

After Aki's attempted strike, a large figure on a horse, smiling darkly, rose up behind Shinjiro - and aimed for a single, hard, slash down upon Mordecai.

Chances were... Levanael didn't really think about this.

Too much.

At all.

He didn't think much at all. Freedom of will was all fine and good of course, when it lead to really nice things like critical thinking, evolution and philosophy! Those were all excellent uses of the gift of free will!

Less excellent uses were this. All of this. This crime thing. He was not Raguel, nor did he want Raguel's job but there were some things that were, apparently, just too hard for even an anxious ball of feathers that called himself a seraph to ignore.

To be fair, at the very least, his entrance was planned! Planned for the purpose of causing as much of a blazing, blinding, but completely damage free distraction as possible.

With a blast of light, shimmering sunset wings in every direction, and at least two chip racks seriously threatened with the prospect of being knocked over, there stood a six foot two tall, very anxious looking, near painful levels of brilliant young man. A young man with six wings and a very lazy looking house cat draped over his shoulders, but hey.

Everything else checked out for human male, flawless projection.

AND LO, DID HE SAY-

"Excuse me can... you... Can you not?"

JUSTICE.

Edited (ARO TOLD ME TO EDIT ITS NOT MY FAULT) 2017-12-05 04:58 (UTC)

Extremely brilliant, with the wings, and the blinding light, and - it was clearly not a Shadow which appeared, so, obviously?

Shinjiro assumed what appeared before them was a Persona.

He immediately assumed a defensive position in front of Akihiko, who was distracted by his bit with the store clerk.

The Evoker was immediately in his hand, as he looked around - trying, trying, to find where the Persona-user was.

The only thing he saw, of course, was the angel and his cat ...

...

... It wasn't the cat, was it?

"Where the hell are you?" he demanded, angry, threatening. "Get out and show yourself, y'coward!"

"I'm... right here. Sir?" A wave of the hand, the cat lazily moving with the angel's gentle tip towards Shinjiro.

"That's not very nice, sir. Everyone is here, I promise." This was already not going how he'd hoped it would, and not going wrong in the way he expected it to either.

Why are all humans so weird.

"... I don't think this is working..." Mumbled towards the cat, the response a soft, trilling purr.

Akihiko just stared, dumbfounded. Whatever it was, there was one way to get to the bottom of all this. If it was a Persona, then he wouldn't be able to touch it right? As such, he just pockets his lighter, very calmly walks up to the angelic being, sizes him up and with no warning or pretense, just punches.

If he hit, that should be the end of him. If not, well they knew to look for a puppet master. All the world's problems can be solved with punches.

It was exactly the sort of way that Aki solved most of his problems - but it was exactly the kind of thing which gave Shinjiro a headache. He walked up behind him, prepared to strike the offended Persona-user with his bat when the angel in front of them vanished.

And, if this wasn't a Persona - stupid Genessia - he had an Evoker in the other hand, and was ready to fight.

Waiting outside the store by the time the transmission, and it's a bold one, is done, was a man in a blue and red leotard.

He was leaning against a post with his arms crossed.

As soon as they come out he let out a gleeful cry.

"Hey, I know you two! You're movie stars from the network right? Maybe I can get your autograph, downtown, at the police station."

He paused for effect. "What do you say?"

Edited 2017-12-05 05:21 (UTC)

Oh, this was rich. There was some character from a sentai show hanging outside the store.

Shinjiro looked over his shoulder at Akihiko, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Get a load of this guy," Shinjiro said. He jerked a thumb in the kid's direction, still smirking. "D'ya think he has a flute to summon a giant robot dinosaur?"

Akihiko just laughed, flicking his lighter as he did.

"Nah, he'd need four other chumps to back him up for that." ...Not that Akihiko watched sentai shows or anything. You can't prove it. Don't tell Takaya.

"What'cha gonna do if we don't? Pose aggressively at us?"

"Oh, that's pretty funny. Didn't know you guys were such fans of those kinds of weird tv shows huh?" He sounded completely amused, not the least bit insulted.

"Are you jealous?" He ran a hand over his chest. "It is a pretty nice suit, after all, but far be it for me to leave your question unanswered."

Spider-Man moved to the side, extended his arm and flicked the wrist, sending webs towards both their feet. "I'll just have to make you!"

Shinjiro was completely not expecting the web, and was easily knocked to his feet, tripped up by the sticky goo. Immediately, his vision went read with rage.

"Asshole!" he cursed, and - gripping his bat with his hand, white knuckled, tried to get to his feet.

The look he was giving Peter was one which usually cleared the streets of Iwatodai. "You're going to fuckin pay for that, brat!"

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