Cinema Village

[Angelofdeath690]

Kaito let his eye follow where Akari pointed to as he saw that indeed Zazie was there. He nodded his head as he moved toward her but in the distance he thought he heard the sounds of gun shots, or maybe it was just his imagination and that there were small fireworks or something going off. In this place it was a lot harder to figure out as he had to deal with the on hand problem "alright lets go talk to her" he said as he headed over toward Zazie.  

[Urd Tanzanite]

Kazumi frantically cycled through functions of her artifact. Detecting magic was practically useless in a fight with nearly a hundred summoned creatures facing off against people armed with magical weapons. The air before her quite literally glowed. She kept the counter that tracked how many enemies were left, but began to power down other functions, there was far too much information here for her to process.

Glancing over at Ken and Mana, her heart sank. Really what was the point if they didn't have their headsets on? How could see feed them infromation? yes, she could just shout, but she was not about to make herself a target for those attacking them. She continued to bat and kick away any of the approaching artifact spirits and such.


Ken was not able to fire off another shot before the tide of creatures broke over him. Immediately, he pulled his fingers off the triggers and placed them outside the trigger guards. Tightening his hold on the pistols' grips, he swung wide and with as much force as he could. As he pistol-whipped the creatures, he could feel the gun barrels smack against flesh. It was a sickening moment before the little creature seemed to evaporate into mist, and he could continue his swing. He found that wide swings were ineffective. One creature could slow his swing down enough that he had to put more force into it to continue the arc and damage the next creature.

It was perhaps an odd moment to recall a movie he once saw years ago. It had been about emotionless men called Clerics that tracked down all art and forms of expression, only to burn them in fire. He had forgotten most if not all of the movie, but he remembered the Clerics, men in suit black, standing in rank and file on the floor of some great hall and how in perfect synchronization each practiced their martial art. And in each hand a matte black pistol. It ws slow, balletic, and put him in the mind of tai chi. And it turned out, later in the movie, to be as deceptive as tai chi, especially if one never saw it executed at fighting speed.

If he got out of this alive, he vowed to himself to find and watch that movie again.


Mana's wrist burned. The force she exerted spinning the staff had taken its toll and she knew she had to stop before she aggravated the injury.

Planting the staff's butt into the ground, she shook her sleeves a certain way and a stack of yen coins dropped into her cupped hand. Taking a moment to slip her injured arm into the folds of her robe, she adjusted her grip on the coins and experimentally fired off one.

The 500 yen coin punched into an oncoming demon. It had a rather surprised look on its face as it evanesced. She watched the coin continue its along its trajectory but it merely bruised the next creature it impacted. Assured that collateral damage would be minimal, She ramped up her firing rate.  

[Chris Ganale]

The enemy gunslinger's first mistake had been to fire a warning shot at a girl who plays Halo religiously, and thus is accustomed to snap-reacting to any suspected new threats with immediate and lethal violence. The enemy gunslinger's second mistake had been his arrogance; in firing a warning shot, he guaranteed that she knew he was coming. The enemy gunslinger's third mistake had been waiting for so long to fire his lethal shots; it guaranteed that she would react long before he fired.

Yuuna, true to her nature and acclimations, leveled her twin casters at the approaching enemy gunslinger, and didn't bother giving him the time of day before she made like the Breaking Benjamin song and blew him away. She pulled the trigger of the black-colored caster as fast as she could, sending globs of magic like the airburst of a Brute shot sailing toward him. She held down the trigger of the white-colored caster in her left hand, watching as it spat a steady stream of pink crystal-like shards at him. A grin met the discovery of this knowledge; as far as she was concerned, she was dual-wielding a brute shot and a needler.

By the time the return lethal shot came from her, Katerine's barrier had already risen, stopping both incoming and outgoing fire. She was in-between shots with the grenade pistol, and as she saw the needler shards bounce harmlessly off the inside of the barrier, she ceased fire with both weapons, keeping them leveled at the foe should he attempt to advance through or bypass the barrier. At the same time, she noted the affect that casting the barrier had on her roommate, and took a single step to the side, moving to stand protectively in front of her.

Meanwhile, down the street, that figure in Mandalorian armor continued to approach the battle. There was one thing to be said about wearing an out-of-period costume; people noticed you and either flocked to you because you were an oddity, or avoided you because you put the fear of God in them. Mandalorian armor would put the fear of God in anyone by itself, say nothing of having it worn by a woman who carried herself like a warrior that'd take someone's head off at the drop of a hat, and not to mention her highly-visible arms.

The sound of weapons discharge was growing unmistakable as she approached, and she could now pick out what sounded like a brute shot and a needler going off. There was something else, something she could not hear but feel, a presence. Not familiar in the sense of knowing who it belonged to, but familiar in the sense of...ah, that's it. A ki aura, shaped and formed in the manner that results from Shinmeiryu training. Beneath the T-visor of the helmet, the woman frowned. This aura felt....wrong...somehow. The basic signature of Shinmeiryu was there, but this aura seemed to both not completely fulfill the signature area, and also, work outside that signature area.

"A corrupted Shinmei aura?" Her frown deepened into a scowl. "An aruetti then. It falls upon me to cease this mockery of our name."

Turning the last corner before the battlefield, she looked down at the gathered crowd surrounding the battle, moving into the middle of the street and boldly striding directly toward it. Most of the bystanders wisely cleared her path; anybody who knew anything about Mandalorians knew that it was a form of suicide to get in the way of one that was moving with a purpose. Anybody who didn't, she still looked scary enough to not want to get in her way.

As she neared, she released an aura burst of her own ki signature. The bystanders who were not sensitive to such things nonetheless felt an immense pressure radiating from her, and cleared a completely-open path to the fight. To those who could read ki, she was announcing her presence and, most importantly, to those who could determine the specific aura of Shinmeiryu, she was announcing that she was of the Nakakami clan of Shinmeiryu, and she was here to put a stop to whatever traitor it was who was giving Shinmeiryu a bad name.  

[-x- PSYCHIC Suicide]

This was why Kenneth hated fighting mages and pactio wielders, they would hide behind their barriers and use their fancy magic on him, rendering most of his attacks ineffective. He had magic breaker rounds back in his car somewhere, though that would be really useful seeing as how his car was in an empty car park in Kyoto somewhere. There had been very few mages he had managed to defeat in combat, only because he had either caught them off guard or emptied an entire clip of 9mm magic breaker rounds from his P90...or set up traps for them.

It was clear this girl hadn't seen real combat apart from inside a idiot box of colors, Kenneth didn't like computer games one bit, they corrupted youth in his opinion. Diving out of the blasts way, he managed to avoid most of the blasts, though some of the pink shards just managed to scratch his arm and cause minor cuts. "Törkeä nainen..." He cursed in his native tongue as he then watched the entire plan backfire. They were being surrounded and outnumbered severely.

"Ei! I Jälkisäädös ei antaa toinen viaton kestää." He thought to himself, torn between his choices now. He could go with option A, B or C. There was no real choice he had in mind. "Tsu! Put the swords down!" He said rolling onto his back, rubbing his temples as he gritted his teeth together. "Naida!!!" He cursed in his native tongue again, quite upset with what he had agreed to. "Helena...Kalevala..." He whimpered, dropping his weapon and using that hand to also cover his face.  

[Jusuchin Panjirinanu]

((Gun Nut alert: Fabrique Nationale de Herstal P90 uses 5.7x28mm rounds, which surprisingly has better penetration power on Kevlar than standard 9mm. I just wanted to know if you did >>;; ))

::Katerine::

She dropped the barrier. But was ready to activate it again, the magic circle on her Encore still active. Panting, it had taken a bit of her to maintain a strong barrier large enough to cover both of them, and it showed. She could get her pistol out, but she didn't. She merely took the BR55 again, reloaded mags and one handed the airsoft gun again, still filled with the magic napalm-like pellets.

"I have worse magic control than beginning mages, don't worry about me Yuuna. Situational awareness...they might be springing a trap."

((If you want, you can trade in the GLOCK 17 for an FN Five-seveN pistol, which uses the same ammunition. Try reading up wikipedia and looking at youtube videos of the FN P90 on it.))  

[-x- PSYCHIC Suicide]

[OOC// No I didn't. xP Well I guess this shows that you do learn something new everyday. xD ]  

[Angelofdeath690]

Tsukuyomi was still on attack mode when she heard Kenneth tell her to put her weapon down. She felt an aura appear nearby as she smirked "but kenneth-han a new fun has arrived" she said as she turned to look at the girl approaching. She spun her hand around as she looked at the girls with guns as she thought about assisting Kenneth before he target would arrive. She shifted her foot as she moved toward Katerine first since she had her pactio active. Her hand moved lightning quick as she aimed for her shield and weapons in one stroke.  

[-x- PSYCHIC Suicide]

"Tsu, just. Put. The. ********. Swords. Down. NOW!!!" Kenneth yelled as he heard her responce, he was very serious. He was serious to the point where he would walk over and disarm the girl herself. "Just put the swords away! ******** do it!" He was in a slight distressed state by the looks of things too.  

[Angelofdeath690]

Tsukuyomi stopped in her arc as she sighed and slipped her swords back into the sheaths on her back. She jumped back away from the others as she pouted at Kenneth "you ruin the fun" she said as she waited for further instruction. She was fidgeting as she felt the aura nearby and wanted to fight.  

[Chachamaru v2]

Claude had been waiting this whole time. A bullet curtain isn't something that's exactly fun to navigate - especially with magical bullets and a team who can't see you. As he realized they'd either stopped their attack or were about to launch a trap, he saw his chance.

'Opportunity - it only knocks once'

As Claude noticed the two had stopped their attack, he took the chance to navigate the 'battlefield', and snatched up the gun that Kenneth had dropped; although to everyone else, it looked as though the gun had simply disappeared out of existence. Quickly darting back before Kenneth could attempt to lash out - he couldn't be too sure, after all - he made sure to put a good few metres between himself and the man.

The figure of Konoka Konoe reappeared, now holding the 'liberated' gun in her hand, looking towards it with an expression of utter distaste. "...Pathétique." Mumbled Claude, still using Konoka's voice but slipping just slightly into his old French accent. He pointed the gun back at it's previous owner's forehead. He held it rather casually in his left hand - his right being occupied with his knife. He would probably miss if he tried, having never had any firearms training - having never wanted any; but he'd never pull the trigger. Of course, how was Kenneth to know that? The mere threat of having a gun pointed at him would help loosen his tongue a little, Claude hoped. "Start talking. Who are you and why are you here?"  

[Chris Ganale]

Well, now wasn't this interesting. The battle was over before she'd ever arrived. The Mandalorian-armored woman let out a small sigh, disappointed at not even getting to draw her sword. Her helmeted head tilted to the side, and she smirked slightly; sometimes she could swear she really had Mandalorian blood in her, the way she looked forward to battle as she did. But, even with there to be no battle, there was still the matter of the owner of this corrupted aura to take into custody.

As the armored woman approached, Yuuna relaxed her stance, but kept her casters raised. With the two enemies standing down, and Claude holding one of them at gunpoint, the battle was effectively over. She glanced back toward Asakura, Ken, and Mana. "Come on, guys. This fight's over. We have to get moving and meet up with Negi-kun." She tucked the grenade pistol into her belt, and turned to Claude and Katerine. "Can you two handle things here?"  

[-x- PSYCHIC Suicide]

Kenneth's eyes narrowed down to a harsh glare as he saw that his own weapon was pointed at his forehead. In response he grabbed the pistol by its silencer and then pushed it against his forehead, indicating that he wanted Claude to kill him. "Do it, pull the trigger! Maybe I'll finally get to see my family in the afterlife!" He said, slowly lowering his head and letting the weapon go. "Odin, antaa anteeksi we ajaksi minun rikollisuus..."

[OOC// Don't really kill him, just push him for more answers.]  

[Altral]

The two headed towards Zazie and she noticed that there was a bit of a commotion elsewhere. Strange. Looking at Kaito she asks, "Is something going on?" The two weren't exactly in the middle of all the ruckus but as the events occured people would be reacting to whatever was going on. They were almost caught up to Zazie at this point.  

[Angelofdeath690]

Kaito looked at Akari as she brought her attention to the commotion going on, he shook his head "I don't know, do you want to find out or try and bother Zazie about this thing" he said looking down at their trap. He did wonder what could be going on to cause this kind of commotion but he might not be able to do anything since he was trapped and one of his hands was taken up by this finger trap.





Tsukuyomi just watched as Kenneth did some funny things, she only smiled and watched as she moved her glasses and fixed her outfit that had shifted a little bit during her fast movements. She was curious where this was to lead, she could have taken several of the people there out well before any serious things would have happened and then there was the aura that moved closer to them that she wanted to fight as it was more fun that standing around.  

[Chachamaru v2]

[Of course not.]

Claude smirked. He figured that this would be how it would turn out. Giving the pistol a yank, pulling it away from Kenneth's head, he threw the gun aside. "Take that with you, Yuuna-san. I have no need for such a coward's tool." He told her, as he took a firmer grip on his knife. A sort of sick grin crossed his face; although whether it was genuine or not was yet to be seen. He raised the knife and pointed it towards Kenneth. "Monsieur, I have no desire to kill you. Dead men don't talk. Trust me when I tell you that any nightmare you could ever dare to dream will be utter heaven compared to a mere five minutes with me... His eyes narrowed and the grin widened a little. "... and this knife." His grin turned into a smirk. "Now then, start talking or I'll start cutting."