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[Nova City - Day]

[He'd been in this world for a day now, and the situation hadn't improved. He kept his head low, avoiding the choice of making use of the videophone until he had a full grasp on the situation and how to handle it. His mobile unit had no reception, which meant contacting the Sunflower Girl was out. The brat wasn't present either, but that would save him headaches and he was perfectly fine with not have to babysit him anymore. But the problem was that he was missing Nero- the dark terrennial wouldn't leave him hanging like this, and having spent an entire day here now, he was beginning to rule out trickery from the luna terrennial, or even from that one damn Immortal.

He was on the doorstep of his quarry before. And the idea of being trapped in this place without the prey he'd been chasing for seven years left a quiet rage burning inside of him.

He didn't know what he was after beyond information. The violet haired man chose to wander Nova City during these hours, shoving security robots out of his way and simply forcing his way past any crowds while walking down the streets. If he bumps shoulders with anyone, he won't even bat an eye, and he certainly won't apologize. As far as he was concerned? They shouldn't have been there in his way in the first place.]

[Everglade - Night]

[A man like him was almost drawn to this place. A city of reaked of darkness and death. It was just as bad as New Culiacan... which certainly meant that at least Lucian wouldn't be bored in this world. Perhaps he should be thankful for small favors. The undead of this place would taste his blade just as the hellspawn of his own world did, and he would make short work of whatever creature would dare charge the Dark Swordsman in the dead of night.

If he happened to help anyone? It just came with the territory, and he certainly wouldn't do it intentionally. This city had an undead problem, and it seemed to him that no one decided to stand up against them and simply accepted their fate. Right now, things sure didn't seem as different in Everglade than it did back in Acuna. And Old Culiacan, for that matter.]

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[He's not the only one drawn to Everglade. Travelers in the night (in spite of the curfew) mean occasional cries for help... and vengeance when it's too late. Lucian might hear barely human moans from somewhere down a side street, punctuated by the telltale noise of steel cleaving through flesh.]

[Soon he'll find a rather curious sight. Seven rotting zombies closing in on a cloaked man in jet black and silver. One hand brandishes a truncheon, fending off the horde's clumsy attempts to grab hold and bite, while the other is slashing about with a crescent-hilted katana. Burning blue eyes catch sight of the Dark Swordsman behind the undead.]

Hey.

[Friend, foe, or just passing through? Only one way to find out.]

Want a taste?

[It's not a losing battle by any means, but his tone suggests he's been killing these things for about an hour. And it's getting tedious enough that he doesn't mind sharing.]

[The vampire hunter was easily drawn to the sounds of the undead, gazing at the group with a narrowed eye. Those undead were far more human than what he was used to seeing, but it didn't matter- their nature was still the same which meant they needed to be purged.

He quickly dashed forward, aglow in a faint purple light and sword held out at his side. With a wide swing, he cuts down two of the zombies with ease before bringing up his shield to block another. Still calm, his eye briefly glances over towards the direction of the other man.]

This isn't the place for a costume party.

[The cloaked man uses this opening to slide in like a fencer, driving his blade through one of the zombie's heads. Then he spins around, bisecting another from hip to neck. The maneuver puts him, for the moment, back-to-back with the purple-haired warrior.]

I'm no reveler. Just a priest doing the Lord's work.

[A third one lunges. Its bite finds purchase only on his truncheon's steel.]

Let me guess: new?

[Another of the zombies would get a face full of steel as Lucian smacked it with his shield, using the chance to cleave it in half while it was stunned.]

Maybe you should think about worrying about your own hide instead of doing work for someone else.

[His gaze caught one of the shambling undead coming up to his side, giving it a taste of his blade's pommel.]

And if I am?

[That definitely means 'yes.']

[That kind of talk vaguely reminds him of someone. He forgoes trying to remember for pressing a button on his truncheon. It sends thousands of volts of electricity into the stubborn zombie still clinging by the teeth, making it buckle as it fries from head to toe. Six down, one to go.]

I'd say welcome to the madhouse and make yourself at home. You might be stuck here for a very long time.

[Maybe indefinitely.]

[He shoots the man a brief glance as his nose crinkles ever so slightly as the stench of burnt flesh fills the air. He turns to face the last undead, and not one to waste time, he extends his right leg to the side and readies his sword. Eye narrowed and a flash of purple light, he appeared in front of the zombie with a strafing move and cleaved the creature in half at the waist. The hunks of dead flesh fall to the ground as Lucian takes a more relaxed stance with his sword at his side, glancing over his shoulder and staring at Moon Knight from beyond his collar.]

And you expect me to simply stand here and accept that?

What you make of it's your business.

[This hunter's got the moves. Or the genes. Maybe both. With the alley clear, he swings his sword once to clear it of zombie blood and returns it to the sheath at the small of his back.]

That said, you'll get a lot more mileage out of settling down. Beats waiting for the GSRF to make a breakthrough.

[Or shake down the wrong people. This guy kinda looks the type if pushed hard enough.]

[Shaking down the wrong people seems right up his alley. It helps that he has complete disregard for private property.]

I'm not interested in 'settling down' in whatever this place is. All I'm interested in is revenge, and whatever brought me here robbed me of that.

[Needless to say, he's not happy about that.]

But I'm sure what you have to say is all the same I heard in Nova City already, so I won't bother asking.

[There's not a thing he can do and he may not know the whole story, but MK feels almost compelled to speed him along. Vengeance is his milieu, after all.]

You'll pick things up on your own anyhow.

[He pauses at the alley mouth. Now it's his turn to look over his shoulder. He has a feeling he'll be seeing this hunter again real soon. His head cants to what's left of the zombies.]

Save some for the rest of us, huh?

[Crystal watches him from a safe spot off to the side of the side walk.]

You won't make any friends like that.

[A light smile graces Crystal's lips at the sight of the rude violet haired man. Her baby blue eyes shine with a warm humor while her blond curls settle perfectly around her cheeks.]

Are you lost?

[Her head turns to the side as she brings her coffee to her lips.]

I don't mean to presume but you appear to be in a rush. Can I help?

I'm not here to make friends.

[He glances briefly in the direction of the woman. He wasn't exactly in a rush - not that he had any reason to be if the current scenario had anything to say about it, but he didn't exactly like hanging out and talking to people. Especially not without Nero around.]

What makes you think I'm lost?

It's the impression I get.

[She smiles at him, completely at ease despite his gruff manner.]

If you want I can leave you be but I am always happy to help.

Hmph.

[He has half a mind to just walk off and move on, but he doesn't. He probably should at least take the time to get a little extra information to get his bearings straight.]

Alright, tell me this then. Where can I find an info broker around here?

[As much as he hates to admit it... not having Alice around might make things a little more complicated.]

That depends on what information you're looking for. If you want to know about the oddities of Genessia and our coming here then very few have answers for you. If you wish to know about each location the best you can do is speak to someone who lives there.

[She smiles sweetly before taking a sip of her drink.]

Or you can ask your questions to someone who's in the same situation but have been here longer. Not that I'm volunteering though I'm skilled at both finding information and keeping secrets.

[It used to be part of her job.]

Tch.

[He didn't really like that answer.]

So what? Does everyone in this place just casually accept it? Without doing a thing about it?

I didn't say that but everyone has their own way of handling things.

[For her part, she doesn't care if she's at home or here. She has no attachment to anyone anywhere.]

What a waste of time.

[He never really did care much for people who were so lenient. It was why he had no interest in helping a Guild gunslinger save civilians kidnapped by vampires.]

So what about you? Know anything that I haven't already heard over and over again?

[Crystal flashes him a dazzling smile.]

Only that things aren't as they seem though I think you're wise enough to know that without me.

[She glances up at the sky before looking back at Lucian.]

I think I've wasted enough of your time. I'm better at finding the answers to specific questions than vague. I fear I don't know what you've already heard.

[Crystal bows her head slightly, a smile still on her lips. Her voice smooth like honey.]

If you'll excuse me.

[Sadly, Lucian wasn't one to be impressed by dazzling smiles or pretty women. He could care less in that regard, really. He shrugs, looking more than willing to end the conversation there. Not the most social of butterflies.]

Whatever you say, lady.

[Crystal pauses and looks back at him, her bright vibrant blue eyes growing a little harder as her smile drops.]

It's Crystal. There is no need to be rude.

[She turns away again and slowly makes her way towards her work.]

The night was still young when he'd run into her. A young woman, perhaps in her mid-twenties, out for a late night walk. She was some distance from civilization, or any means of protection for that matter, gathering the blossoms from a jasmine plant into a basket on her arm. She was dressed as a maid, of all things, though from the way she carried herself it was unlikely that it was just a costume.

What was unsettling was the complete lack of monsters around her. None had come to take advantage of this opportunity. To frighten away even less-intelligent beasts like that meant she was either a known and skilled hunter, or something much worse than a monster.

Either way she either didn't notice him or was ignoring him. She paused to examine a few of the picked blossoms, tossing several aside, before moving on.

Lucian was quick to notice the lack of creatures in the area, be them undead or otherwise. When his eye fell on the woman, it narrowed, knowing on sight that this woman was clearly feared by the monsters of this city for a reason. Why, he didn't know, but he didn't really care either.

Having no intention of speaking to the woman, he moved to simply walk past her, in search of further undead to bring to a swift end. In his complete disregard for his surroundings, he would step on a perfectly fine nearby jasmine plant.

Sakuya tilted her head to acknowledge him as he passed, turning back to her work and pausing as she heard a woody snap. A sharp glance back, an unsettling ripple of chilling power washing over the area as the very fabric of reality seemed to buckle slightly. The sensation was almost numbing, cold, though the air hadn't changed. It was disconcerting, but it certainly didn't feel undead.

If he was quick enough he might catch a glimpse of red eyes before the maid's returned to their neutral greyish blue. She was staring right through him.

"I would appreciate you refrain from stepping on these plants. The flowers make excellent tea. And I do not wish to see them wasted."

With that sensation, Lucian came to an immediate stop, his grip tightening around his sword. He couldn't be sure what that was, but whatever it might have been, he didn't like it.

He slowly looked over his shoulder, his single brown eye gazing back at the woman. He appeared unfazed, though he would have ready to counter any potential attacks, should something happen. If it happened.

"There are plenty of them around. Losing one isn't going to ruin your tea party."

Sakuya let out a slow breath, glancing down at the plant once more. "Only certain flowers are of the quality my tea demands. I must be very picky, though there are a great many blossoms. If there were not I would be far more irritated."

She half-turned, reaching out to pick another blossom. Other than her obviously well-refined etiquette and that she clearly had some form of power, it was difficult to discern more about the maid. "So, what is one such as yourself doing out on a night like this? In Everglade no less. You are either very strong, or very stupid."

"That's your problem then, lady."

He couldn't have possibly cared less about her attitude towards any plants. He finally turned around to face her as he narrowed his eye. This city was nothing to him, or if anything, nothing that he wasn't already used to.

"I don't see how that's any of your business, but I'm a vampire hunter."

She seemed fairly disinterested... at least until he said 'vampire hunter. She froze, her shoulders rigid, glancing back at him. She was wearing a smile now, her power flexing again and causing the space around her to ripple.

"Vampire hunter?" She didn't seem hostile but her tone was almost mocking. "You should just give up now. Go hunt the beasts in Fayren and come back with trophies. Perhaps then you will have the strength to confront what this world has to offer. The castle of Lord Tepes is not for those without a well-refined blade."

"Of course... I could be wrong. But this is your life. Not mine."

The grip on his sword tightened as he stood his ground. So she served a vampire, did she? That was the only reason for her sudden change in demeanor. Her mocking tone seemed to bring out one of his own, Lucian responding with a smirk. He'd brought about the swift ends of the Duke's four most powerful servants, and he sure as hell doubted that anything here was on the level of Dumas- his actual quarry.

"You can't be serious. If you think anything in this place has been a challenge, then clearly you're the one that needs to go and refine her skills."

This sure wasn't the first time that he met a woman that was more than a little overconfident.

"But Tepes? I'll be keeping that name in mind."

"Better to overestimate a foe than under, oui?" Again, her tone was mocking. She had noticed his tension but hadn't returned any of it in kind. "If you truly wish to shorten your life, Lord Tepes' castle is a sub archway here. I'm sure he would be thrilled and entertained by your efforts."

She stepped back. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves though. I, personally, wont oppose you here and now without reason. My Lady Scarlet has given me no order to take your head, and so long as you do not cross her, then I doubt she will."

"Though if you were to give me reason I would not hesitate to cut you down. You seem more challenging than the beasts I fend off daily."

[For once Danny was just minding his own business. None of the local ghosts tended to bother him unless he went and bothered them first, and he hadn't seen anything dangerous going on during patrol.

Seemed like a great night to just float around and relax. ]

[That relaxing would come to a quick end as nearby ghosts - benevolent and otherwise - would begin acting frantically and speaking of a man slaying nearly every non-human creature in his path.

Whether that was true or not, who knows. They were they ravings of spirits, after all. Though there may be some truth to it, as the death screech of a creature was heard just down the road. The area where a particular Dark Swordsman may currently be found.]

[Well, that was enough to snap him out of his light doze. Danny quickly got the gist out of the fleeing ghosts and waved them on to their hiding spots. Danny, on the other hand, speeds right towards the source if the disturbance.

He might spend most of his time protecting humans from ghosts. But in cases like this, he was more than happy to protect the ghosts from whatever was scaring them. And if it was one of those trigger-happy shoot first ask questions never ghost hunters, Danny had some words for him. ]

[Lucian stood at a nearby crossroads, his foot on a creature who'd met its unfortunate end at the hands of his Dark Sword. It was easy for him to notice the amount of ghosts in the area, his eye following after a few of them, but he wasn't interested in dealing with them. So long as those spirits didn't act like the ones he'd dealt with in the past, he didn't care. Ghosts were a pain in the ass anyway.

When he noticed something else approaching, Lucian was quick to spin around with his sword at the ready, his eye falling on Danny. He made no moves yet, but he wasn't about to let his guard down around anything in this city.]

You the guy freaking out all the ghosts around here?

[Really? He's getting pestered about some ghosts? The one technically undead thing that he was giving a pass for the time being?]

I don't know, you tell me.

Judging from the sword and generally creepy vibe, I'm gonna go with yes.

[Lucian just rolls his eyes, choosing to lower his sword.]

And I should care... why, exactly?

Well, when the friendly local ghostly superhero comes by to check out while you're freaking out the locals, you might want to care.

[Fai simply couldn't help but sigh. He technically himself had no rights to arrest anyone, though there exception to the rule is if they are in fact human themselves.

He was working on fixing this problem of course. However, he had to get involved. So using a spell one would find the undead were being protected by a spell.]

You know your breaking the law, right?

[When his blade was suddenly deflected by an unseen force against a kind of creature he'd already slain multiple times, he let out a low growl. He heard that voice behind him, making it a point to kick the creature away while he turned around to face Fai.]

And what would that be?

[Not that he exactly cares, but please, humor him.]

There is a rule stating that anyone human have no rights during the night, so you kill or hurt anyone it's an automatic jail sentence, no court, nothing.

[Not that he was happy about it anyway.]

I cannot officially arrest you however, being human myself but I can easily get someone to do it who isn't.

It's lucky I'm not human then.

[He lost his humanity seven years ago. He even states that bluntly as if that gives him a pass.]

So you gonna leave me alone, or are you going to keep pestering me about a ludicrous 'law'?

Then what are you? Vampire, Werewolf, Fairy, Demon, Ghost? Am I anywhere close.

[He shakes his head slightly.]

Sadly no, human or not now it's still a case of being under arrest. Because the law states people who aren't human still have rights and are allowed justice, so... You are in trouble either way. Just depends on which poison you want.

What should you care?

[Though his mouth seemed to instinctively twitch when 'vampire' was mentioned, but there was no such reaction to the others. He had a stronger connection to vampires than he cared to admit, going beyond even just merely hating them.

He rolls his eyes, placing the tip of his sword into the ground and proceeding to lean on his weapon.]

Right. Because shambling corpses with no semblance of sentience deserve justice for being put out of their misery. And if anything else want their "rights" so much, then maybe they should think twice about attacking me.

[He narrows his visible eye.]

Let me guess. A vampire is the one that put this law in place and everyone's too afraid to take him on and just choose to sit and accept it, right?

No it would depend on what the punishment would be, or more so if you'll go to court and get a sentence that way. Since if you can;'t notice non-humans a lot of the time do appear human.

[He saw the reaction, but he didn't see it as as positive thing, more a negative. But did that mean he was one and hated it? Or something else? Oh, well that wasn't important.]

In Everglade though, they have justice just as anyone else does. Some just attack for the sake of attacking anyway, but some can just be hungry.

[He laughed slightly.]

I would say bingo, but it was really obvious, even to a new arrival. But no, it's because I have to do things legally and not force him using my position because apparently part of the problem was my position abusing it. I say that because I think your way of thinking would be fight him until you get what you want, doesn't care who gets hurt.

[Being the huge prick that he is, Lucian instantly starts ignoring the legal mumbo-jumbo and starts focusing on the possibility of there being a vampire that needs put in his place. Which he remembers the name that the weird maid he'd run into earlier dropped, so he might as well get some information on that.]

Does a 'Tepes' happen to have something to do with this?

[Okay maybe he should acknowledge something else. Fai was pretty much spot on, and he doesn't care either.]

And if someone gets in my way, I take them down. Plain and simple.

I believe if it is who I think it is, the odds are it might be, but without actual proof I cannot say a yes or a no.

[He seemed to be playing around with wording, but he knew he shouldn't make accusations 100% But he was fairly sure it was indeed the case.]

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