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Setting: Whenever. Probably more Evolution-centered. Probably.
Type: OPEN! Join me? :<

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Jump. Spin kick, spin kick. Slice that shield in the way. Spin kick some more. He went gray. Now for the final strike with a brush stroke.

'Haha, take that underling. Now gimme my fang.'

The battlefield cleared, and dialogue came up. Read and scroll through. Read, read.

Another battlefield emerged, now housing a human opponent for the white wolf.

Oh gods, boss battle??

BUTTON MASH, BUTTON MASH.

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Oh whew! She made it out alive. Yaaaaay. Dx

Shiori let out a large sigh of relief when the battle was over. She hadn't been prepared in the slightest to fight against the blonde human. Luckily she had stock piled up on a lot of bones to heal Okami, most of which had been used fighting that stupid Waka.

Putting the game in pause, she leaned back, pressing against the couch, and stretched. After sitting on the floor for the last hour or so, it felt good to get some movement in her upper body again. She stood, also stretching out her legs which had been crossed together for so long, before taking a seat on the couch.

Shiori glanced to the clock at the wall, noting that it was still the middle of the day. Okami was fun, but she was needing something else to do. She supposed she should take up Xavier's offer about getting some field training against other mutants, which may or may not include integrating into the X-Men team at a later date.

Her immunity could be invaluable on a mission? Yeah, she supposed so. But fighting off villainous mutants, or even misguided ones, was not in her list of things to tackle. Not in the slightest.

Which was why she chose to ignore the proposition for the last week by engaging in virtual recreation. Namely, Okami. The game would've been better played if it were written in Japanese, but she guessed this way she could better reinforce her English.

But the field training. Mm.. she'd have to give Xavier an answer soon. As patient as he was, he wasn't about to wait indefinitely. She frowned in though, biting at her lower lip, and reclined into the couch's cushions. There were mostly cons for joining with the X-Men. Her life would be on the line, she'd probably come home with all kinds of wounds.. she could get behind in her studies, and she was already a year behind as it was.

But she could make a difference. Stop the mutants giving them all an even worse reputation, stop the insane ones from trying to, for lack of better terms, destroy the world. Lord knows she knew first hand what crazies existed in the mutant populace from the year she'd been staying at the Institute. Shiori shuddered at the memories of the tall, looming man that she had had the unfortunate chance of running into.

She could help stop him if she took the offer. Not that he seemed like he'd ever be stoppable for long, but perhaps another feral on him could help prevent things from happening. Yeah... that might work.

The idea was a bit more intriguing now. Yet... she didn't feel anywhere qualified for it. The combat training she could get, yeah, but the confidence and the determination to see things through? She wasn't so sure. Those things weren't something that could be taught.

With an uncomfortable sigh, Shiori maneuvered to lay down on the couch and stare up at the ceiling in contemplation.


((Whee, random writing. I just wrote whatever came out. No real ideas going on in my head.))