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

After discarding a majority of anything that had some semblance of familiarity in her wardrobe, Compa found herself in a village on the outskirts of Eastern Planeptune.

Using spare credits, she took on the plain black long dress of ceremonial robes with a deep hood to conceal herself. She was nearly out of her home nation and as minutes ticked by, she knew she had to at least be across the border soon. There were a lot of places she could stop and hide once out of the boundaries of what was familiar.

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From:

how_vexing

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.

From:

genmnokami

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.

From:

how_vexing

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?"

From:

genmnokami

"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..!

From:

how_vexing

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!

From:

genmnokami

..!?

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.

From:

how_vexing

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..."

From:

genmnokami

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..?”

From:

how_vexing

"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!

From:

genmnokami

“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!!

From:

how_vexing

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.

From:

genmnokami

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..”

From:

how_vexing

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"

From:

genmnokami

"....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.."

From:

sealedcpu

"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.

From:

how_vexing

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.

From:

genmnokami

"..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.

From:

sealedcpu

Clutching it tightly.

"Just outside of Planeptune..." she'd state in a flat tone, as if just speaking openly.

She gave a passing glance to the other man before vanishing in a set of dark purple and black pixels.

From:

how_vexing

His eyes stay on her until she left with the now spirited Dan in her grasp.

He had to move. If there was a possible lead, he could take the mirrors as transport...

Perhaps he could appeal to his nurse. Start from where they left off. He didn't care about a proposal. She was his until he couldn't live to fight another day anymore.