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[Chun-Li's face appears on the screen. Her brow is furrowed, but she looks more perplexed than angry or upset.]

Judging by some of the messages already queued up on my videophone, I think it's safe to assume I'm not the first to wake up here in a big silver pod. So I'll dispense with the usual questions...the brochure covered most of it anyway.

[She waves said brochure absently.]

What I'd really like to know is why I'm here, and what the state of affairs happens to be.

[A weary smile turns up the corner of her mouth.]

It would be nice to know if I'm going to have to deal with power-mad dictators if I step out for coffee. I'm Chun-Li, by the way.

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That's a question I've been looking for the answer two since I arrived. Everything regarding why we are here is so conveniently withheld from us.

Held by who? I mean, everything seems peaceful and orderly, I trust there's some degree of political influence and law enforcement?

That's a good question. One we don't have an answer for yet. What law enforcement there is seems to be mostly native to this place, and utterly incompetent. A handful of the people that have been brought here have taken the titles of "guardian" of one of the satellite cities, and they are then put in charge of keeping the peace.

As for me, I prefer my tower.

[Chun-Li nods slowly, thoughtful. She's not sure what to say about this guy apparently having a comfortable tower to brood in, so she decides to just...not say anything.]

I remember seeing that there were a couple of cities in tact. And each of them has a guardian?

[A comfortable tower to brood in staffed by martial arts trained robots. Get it right.]

Most will, at any rate. There's currently an election going to pick the guardians. A couple of cities have someone running uncontested, while another pair have two candidates.

[Well gosh, he never mentioned THAT!]

[Chun-Li knuckles her chin. Part of her is tempted to volunteer for such a position herself, given her background. But she just got here. She wouldn't even know what she was getting herself into, and if the candidate is decided via democracy, she highly doubts anyone would vote for a person they don't know.]

I see. It's a lot to take in.

[She blows out her breath, frustrated, before her gaze flicks back to the unusual Japanese man.]

And you are...?

Kazuya Mishima, CEO of G Corporation in my world. As such, I reside in the G Corporation tower in Nova City.

[Chun-Li hasn't heard of that corporation, but he DID say his world, so...she has to assume other people here are from other universes too. That's interesting.]

If you don't mind me saying so, you're a little more muscular than the average CEO in my world.

[As in, significantly so. It's an oddity, and she's a detective. She can't help noticing.]

My father - Heihachi Mishima - was a powerful man. He ran the single largest multinational commercial conglomerate in the world. He would also hold martial arts tournaments with his position within the company on the line.

He was a firm believer of "might makes right." I was forced to train myself to the peak of my ability simply to survive.

[He shifts in his chair, allowing for the dim lighting of his office to accent the myriad of scars on his face as well.]

[To her credit, Chun-Li doesn't flinch. She studies him silently, then inclines her head. Respect from one warrior to another.]

And now you're here.

That I am.

[And likewise, her physique doesn't go unnoticed either.]

Now that you've asked me about my physique, it's only polite to return the favor. You're a fighter yourself, are you not?

I am.

[She smiles proudly. Her body and skills took a great deal of work to hone and train, so she sees no need to be modest or dismissive.]

I'm an agent of Interpol...the international police organization.

[Kazuya makes a bit of a face at the mention of Interpol. He's had... history with the agency.]

Yes, I'm well aware of them. Shortly after I took over the Mishima Zaibatsu, close to twenty years ago, Interpol launched an investigation into some of the secret projects my father was conducting.

[Curious as to whether they were indeed from the same world, he decided to make a couple name drops in the hope she would recognize them.]

I don't suppose you have heard of the agents sent to investigate? Lei Wulong and Jun Kazama?

[His father bears a lot of resemblance to a certain Shadaloo dictator, given what he's told her. Yikes! She can guess the nationalities of the two agents he mentions, but as for the names themselves...she shakes her head.]

No, sorry. None of those names ring a bell. I think it's safe to say our worlds are not the same.

[Either that or they're from completely different times. That's a possibility too, she supposes.]

[He sighs a bit. He isn't sure just how well known Jun was, but Wulong was known as "the supercop" so, she'd know him if their worlds were the same.]

Yes... it would seem so. However, the simple fact that our worlds share the concept of Interpol is... intriguing.

We might have a lot of things in common. Lei Wulong is a Chinese name, like mine. And your name sounds Japanese. So we probably have similar nations.

Yes, it would seem that we are from alternate versions of the same world at least. I just pray for your sake that is where the similarities stop.

[Chun-Li's brow furrows and she leans back.]

What do you mean?

My world is corrupt, rotten to its very core. Corporations hold more power than entire countries. The Mishima Zaibatsu has a standing army with the manpower and equipment to simply move in and take over any country they desired, as does G Corporation.

My father is the ultimate example of everything that is wrong with the world. He lusts for power for the sake of power, wields it with impunity against any he deems weak, and he refuses to just die. Of course, the problem does not end with him. After all, the new CEO of the Mishima Zaibatsu - Jin Kazama, my son - used the Zaibatsu's army to initiate World War 3, with G Corporation being the only thing that could mount a resistance.

[Chun-Li blinks. That...is a big mess of problems, all right! She puts a hand to her brow, shaking her head.]

That's definitely a big difference between our worlds. We're not without problems and corruption ourselves, but nothing so drastic as a third world war.

Yes... and it would seem I am the only person capable of and willing to do what is necessary to set the world right.

[Did one of his eyes just glow red? ...Yeah, that's definitely a glowing red eye.]

[One blink, and the expression on Chun-Li's face changes to something focused and intent. She's never seen glowing red eyes lead to anything good, and the way he's talking... Well, that's not exactly whispering of purity and light either.]

And what do you intend to do in this world?

Continue my training here, so that I can gather enough power to confront my father and end this cursed bloodline once and for all when I return.

I see.

[His answer seems honest enough. She can't be too nosy; interpol deals with crimes crossing the boundaries of other nations, not other worlds. Even so, it can't hurt to keep an eye on him. His zealous nature could turn sour.]

Then I wish you luck with that.

[The only reply you get is a curt nod and a grunt.]

[There was a cocky smile on the teenager's face as he answers the question.]

Well, if you must know, there's this one overlord-wanna-be, that demands everyone to send him some pudding cups.

Pathetic really.

...That's all he wants?

[She pushes her fingers through her bangs, baffled. Well. He DID label him as an overlord-wanna-be.]

I suppose that's nothing to worry about, really.

Yeah, but he's a brat and a giant pain in the ass. I'd worry if I were you.

[It was a good thing Kira barely remembered anything while he was Lucifer. But...] He's a demon after all. He can kill. [A little payback for the brat.]

Having the potential is very different from actively using that potential.

[Nonetheless...]

But I will be vigilant just the same. Thank you.

Sure thing. Anything for a pretty miss.

[Not even a lie. She was pretty.] Just be careful. Lots of people here can spell trouble for you.

You're too kind.

[And much too young for her, but she's flattered at the compliment just the same.]

I will. Thank you for the tip.

[She's not the kind of person to leap before she looks, so right now, she intends to do an AWFUL lot of looking.]

How long have you been here, if you don't mind me asking?

Not even lying.

Half a year. Give or take a few weeks. Awesome, right?

That's a long time.

[She knuckles her chin, her gaze dropping pensively.]

Have there been any clues or indications as to why we're here, or who's responsible?

Well, I think all of us arrived here in those...pods. After we get that brochure, we'll have to fend for ourselves here.

Mm. I figured as much. But I was hoping there would be more of a "community" vibe, if we're all in the same situation.

I've seen a community vibe here. I'm not really involved in it too much though.

Oh yeah? Why is that?

Well, I don't really have much to offer. I only have my sword, but there's not much need for that here.

Communities need more than weapons.

[Chun-Li gestures with an open palm.]

Kindness, encouragement...even just conversation can go a long way.

True...

I can't say I'm good with any of those...

[She can do encouragement, though it's usually only half-hearted.]

Better start practicing then, right?

[She grins.]

Sometimes the attempt is all it takes.

Well, I am learning how to be a waitress...

[It's not a particularly hard task. It's keeping Kodachi satisfied that's the hard part.]

Er...

[Well. Being employed is...well it's not quite what she meant, but... Chun-Li scratches the side of her head.]

That's a good start!

Yes...it's a good distraction from the sword.

[She's afraid of what might happen to her mental state if she trained 24-7.]

*Amidst some static and a shadowy blur, Chun can make out a massive jaw, and an eeevil grin*

"Well, if it isn't the china girl! Seems I can't go anywhere without you pesky Interpol agents getting in the way. How's that father of yours doing?

Of course, I'd so hate for you to go without work in an economy like this. Don't worry, insect! You'll soon be neck deep in more misery and gloom than you can possibly handle! HAHAHAHAHA!"

*static off*

Edited 2014-09-29 04:51 (UTC)

You--!

[He's gone before she can even ~~call him a MONSTERRRRRRR~~ form a proper retort. Looks like she can't relax here, if Bison's around as well. But...how? She saw him just yesterday. She folds her arms, narrowing her eyes at the blank screen of her videophone.]

[Well. Interpol is meant to pursue criminals beyond national boundaries. Interdimensional boundaries aren't too big a stretch. She taps her lip, then stands and starts striding toward the nearest apartment building. If she's going to pursue him, she's going to need a place to stay. Neither of them are going anywhere for a while.]

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