neprider | [Semi-Open] A Nurse with No Name

No, it wouldn't have. Who's to say hearing it from him would have had any different of an outcome?

If he's being completely honest with himself, he would have never told her. How can you tell someone you love that you thoughtlessly ended the life of one of their own?

Takeshi has known loss, he's even made some of his own...this loss was a price he didn't think he'd have to had met up with.

His eyes narrowing at the other. The premise of always having the next fight readily available would always ensnare him, there's no doubt about that.

"I see where I fit here, but what about her?" His emphasis on needing the both of them had him...weary? For a better word. "She's not a fighter" which isn't entirely true, but he would keep his statement.

He'd scowl a bit. To him it wasn't a tantrum. Even the events from earlier were something to marvel at.

"You know, that isn't a bad idea if I'm honest, I've had that on my mind since I heard about your little...ah, visit" a bit of a smile forming.

"This situation has vexed me..." His purple advent deck in hand now. Despite the fight against the other riders and even the goddesses, it wasn't enough. The mouthpiece of the issue stood before him.

"She will be. Or rather, she can be."

He stated matter of factly.

"You should play more video games~" He adds, with a bit of a playful smile, lifting a finger. "In an rpg. A party that plays part in their classes are upheld. The warrior. The mage. The tank. The thief, or assassin. And then there's...the healer."

"Perhaps the most vital part of the team. Responsible for vitality, buffing or negging, they hold the lives of their comrades in their very hands. But they all have a last line of defense. Their own makeshift attack patterns. Why even the healer can double as the mage, at times as well. An interesting thought, no? "

"As you have evolved...surely will she. It's inevitable. This world is changing before your eyes, and there's little we can do to stop it. Before my arrival..it was a /living/ and /breathing/ world, waiting for a hand to stir possibilities.." His arms open out wide, then his head tilts. "Even now, you've grown from this circumstance. The care you have for her...has never been stronger, neee?~ Take it from someone who knows!!"

"Confused? Then do as you always do..and gain your answer through battle. Kill me if you can..Kamen Rider Ouja..!!!!"

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Unfortunately what he hears he knows to be true. The countless times his nurse has thrown herself into battle for her own friends.

For him...saving him from near death at no reward to herself.

How many times has he seen her come back from blows no normal human should survive, although she was not normal.

A full body mirror across from them allows his belt to appear on his waist.

"𝙃𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣!" Sliding the deck into the belt with a click.

His armor appearing as he rolls his neck.

𝙎𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙑𝙚𝙣𝙩.

His spiral saber in hand now.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒚. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒖𝒑. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕.

He slowly stalks toward the man. He knew this would push his limits and he welcomed it.

𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂!
First words shared between not just between his partner and himself, but her mother and him...
Words that always drive him to ensure the safety of his nurse.
Some sort of repentance.

Kuroto's eyes alight..lifting both gashats in an 'X' across his chest, clicking them to activate.

👾MIGHTY ACTION X!👾
💀DANGEROUS...ZOMBIE!💀

This is the eyes of a man who perhaps held a complicated past. He didn't need to know details to know that Compa was a vital part of him. He didn't need to have data to figure out that this is a husk of a man who thrives upon his instincts to survive.

"𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧..."

👾GASHATTO!👾

"𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨."

The brief imagery of his mother in a hospital bed flashes in his head, before reality resumed.

"Henshin!"

👾DANGER! DANGER! DEATH THE CRISIS, DANGEROUS ZOMBIE!👾
He raises a hand to weapon select the mighty action X sword, and draws in closer..
Every god enacts judgement, after all.

Edited 2024-06-05 16:35 (UTC)

He'd draw back and come along him with a wide slash, a maddening yell erupting from him.

A blindness seemingly coming over him. His swings and slashes more rapid and sporadic in pattern. Sparks coming off their weapons in each exchange.

This was getting back to his roots. Destruction. Chaos. Pain. Pain not only to those that were his opposition, but pain to drive him to be better.

A savage yell in turn, as he swings into the slash..!

The climatic sparks from their weapons sending the room alight like a work display, yet dangerously hazardous to the area around them. For every slash he may of missed, he took along his chest with a stumble..yet made sure to return the favor with one of his own..!

Locking blades and urging himself into a pushing tackle with little regard to what's around them.

Deep slashes embedded in his own armor.

A loose spark could surely erupt the place in flames.

It would be fitting for Asakura.

However, he's sent crashing back through the wooden table that was behind them. A grunt as the wind was knocked from him.

𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁

Venosnaker charging through from a decorative plate to the left of Genm. The sheer size of the beast tearing away at the walls around them as it tries to land a bite!

Leaping with his sword overhead to continue the pressure, however Venosnaker charges into his shoulder at the right moment and impactfully pins him to the wall behind him, grunting out with a low hiss of his own..

Reaching his hand out, a weapon select to conjure Bang Bang Shooting's magnum in his hand, pressing to fire a few shots to the beast, just to topple from the vicious bite and onto the floor..picking himself up..

His blade made contact with his shoulder despite Venosnaker throwing him off course.

The mirror beast would make a hasty retreat, smoking some from the bullets' impact.

Asakura standing with shoulders slumped a moment. A huff as his beast retreated a moment, allowing him to draw in close with a stabbing motion toward Genm with his saber.

Rising up, the motion sparked with an impact that sent him stumbling back against the poor kitchen counter, his magnum dropped and dissipating to date. With a grunt, he's forcing himself forward to swing widely and savagely with a growl and feral yell each powerful swing swing..

Aiming to lock blades again, he applies pressure as the area was already a mess from their combined strength..

Clearly, things were escalating..narrowing eyes through his helm.

A maniacle laugh coming from him. Genm hitting him heavily along his side before he leans into the face of his own blade.

A loud clash, sparks showering the both of them. His footing allowing him to tower a little over the other rider for the brief moment there.

"So this is what a God has to offer me?"

"Heeehh.."

He laughs out in a low and gradually rising cackle, pressing up slowly against the pressure..

"And so much more..."

Breaking the lock, jumping into a reverse kick aimed for his chest..!

The kick sends him crashing through the wall to another room. Seems to be a bedroom upon a quick glance.

His body making contact with a heavy chest of drawers, rattling him a good bit. He sits prone a moment...

"Hah. Yes..yessss!" Blood, although unseen thanks to his helmet, trickling down from his lips to his chin. Fairly sure there's a busted rib or two.

𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙑𝙚𝙣𝙩

Metalgelas' head and horn making a makeshift gauntlet on his head as he got to his feet and came rushing in with his heavily armored fist!

..!?

His chest takes the blow with a strong impact, thrown back into the wall with a crater caving in its foundation..!

“Ghhhreeehh..” Tearing himself from the debris, pulling and slamming his Proto Mighty X gashat into his sword.

👾GASHATTO! 👾

His blade ignites with a crackling energy that resembled the aura of a video games gathering power.

A press of its ‘A’ button, winding back with both hands.

👾MIGHTY CRITICAL STRIKE! 👾

Aiming a heavy swing while throwing his body into the strike, prepping to meet his opposing strength.

An explosion as he attempted to bring up the gauntlet, however it did little there.

The foundation of the house groans as what's left of it crumbles down around them. The dust and debris ebb to show him now across the yard in a hefty ditch made by the force.

"Heh..." seering pain shooting through his body. Something he hasn't felt in awhile. Perhaps a befitting punishment now.

He'd attempt to sit up. He could, although it was a slower reaction. "That's what I want..."

His hand shoots up through the rubble, and clasps onto the debris, pulling himself up through it and staggering to his feet..

“Heh….g-gyeh…finding…your…answer..yet..?”

"Perhaps..." a shaky hand reaches for another card. He's worn out. Back to back battles with no chance of healing had taken a toll...

However...

𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙑𝙚𝙣𝙩

He had to leave a lasting impression. Venosnaker appearing through shards of broken mirror that littered the ground, he mustered up strength to leap up onto the Cobra Beast and leap off for a long legged kick, a blast of venom propelling him forward toward the other rider!

“You…”

A push and pull of the drivers handle.

👾ZOMBIEEE CRITICAL FINISH 👾

“..Then let’s both spend our last!!”

Dark crackling energy surmounts him, and raises him up, his body leaps ahead to meet him head on, spinning into a spiral as he becomes a whirling shadowy mass with a kick aimed right up towards him!!

He collides, causing an explosion in a cloud of shadowy energy and Venosnaker's venom.

"N-ngh!" He's sent rocketing away and landing with a deep crash into the ground, his transformation breaking the instant he met the hard ground, blood trickling from multiple wounds as well as the internal injuries he's suffered along the way.

Spitting on the ground, his eyes roll back for a moment. He could hear his pulse pounding in his ears. The rush...this rush was like no other. However now he's fully spent.

Knocked out of his form and sent rolling to the ground..his face seemed cracked(?) at the temple..

Crimson running past his jaw, and various wounds were beginning to bleed through clothing..

“Gghhhh…you…” Rolling onto his back. “..You’re willing to die for the pursuit of all this…” A smirk spreads, breathing heavy.

“..Why. There’s got to be more..what are you hiding…from me..”

A bloody grin at Dan's annoyance.

"Damn right...heh..." wiping his bloody lips on the back of his hand, leaving a crimson streak on his face.

"You see, I have no faith in these...goddesses here. War over territory? Never mattered when I was pulled into this world."

A wince, clutching his ribs before his eyes cut over to the other man.

"Fighting gives me purpose. Being a rider is...entertaining. Being here has had me see there's more that can make me stronger. My partner, no...𝙈𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨 believed in me. She called me a hero when no one else would. I have to survive...to show her that her belief in me wasn't for nothing"

A breath and a frown at himself. "You're right about my sins catching up to me, but I'm no ordinary man...I'm her hero"

"....mmm."

He seems to deeply exhale, yet coughs.

"Hah...good answer."

"Takeshi. People like us don't deserve anyone loving us. Our sins will always loom like demons.." A smirk broadens, speaking of his own. "I'm no different. Your fixation is fighting. Mine, is creating games. For the ones that still see us beyond them...we must keep close. There won't be anyone else like them. Ever."

His form phases a bit.

"Ah...damn you. Congratulations. You killed Dan Kuroto, and made him waste a precious life. You should be proud..~" A cackle that was cut short with a cough. "Ah...but I guess it wasn't a waste..this time.."

"Saa...there you are"

A dark whisp pulsing before she appeared in between both men, her back turned to Asakura.

"You've made quite a spectacle of yourself, you know..." Moving to kneel beside her partner, looking over his form with a bit of a frown.

He remains silent throughout the others words.

Much to mull over...for now, he needs a rest.

Although he smirks a bit at the notion of a win. It came at a cost of the both of them.

His eyes snap open at the new voice, turning his head to look to the woman who was now beside Dan.

"..Kurome." He speaks, softly. Glancing up at her, still with the ever proud smirk.

Glancing over to the man opposite of him.

"..We'll meet again. For now. I'm sure you know what to do."

Glancing up at Kurome, his form digitizes and fades into data, spiraling and entering the Bugvisor Zwei given to her.

👾GAME..OVER👾

Though his body seems gone, he merely rests within the device. Spent.

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