Execution(RP)

[Kaori]

((I recommend listening to the music while reading this part))
It was a dark night, in an alleyway in a certain city, a lone figure walked it, the figure held a Katana on it's right arm, a newspaper on the ground said, "Girls kidnapped", those girls were of interest to the figure, the kidnapper, more so, however a grotesque looking man suddenly appeared in front of the figure, his right arm then transformed into a firearm and proceeded to shoot the figure, the figure however deflected the shots with a Katana, "Huh, Executioner", said the man who then proceeded to run from the figure while shooting at it, but the figure continued to block the shots with its Katana, as the figure continued to approach the cyborg, features were being shown as it got closer, the figure had long, waist-length silver hair, with a small white ribbon tied on the left, the figure also had a fair skin and a slim build, it was a young woman, as the two got closer to the end of the alley, the man ran off, the young woman pursued and then she found herself in a dockyard, she turned to her left and suddenly, she heard a click, she had been careless, "BANG" rang the shot, the woman then fell to her knees and crumpled on the ground while clutching her Katana, the man then turned away from her body, "Real shame, you were pretty too" said the man, it then started to rain, the young woman however suddenly got back up, the man turned around to shoot once more but before he could, the sound of exposed circuits were heard, he had just lost his gun arm, he then crumpled to the ground, "Don't tell me..." said the man, "Y-you're...", The young woman then raised her Katana, "...The Darkness..." finished the man, the young woman then brought down her Katana on the man's neck and severed his head, blood was gushing out like a fountain.

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In the year 2041, Cybernetics and space tourism were no longer strange, in fact, many people take trips to the moon frequently, however with these blessings, come curses as well, strange creatures known as wires began to show up around the world, attacking people, and some cyborgs use their abilities for their own selfish desires, enter the Smith Execution Firm, an agency that deals with S level threats to the world, they run on tax dollars and get paid handsomely for their services, you, are a new recruit, a new Executioner.

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Name:
Age:
Weapon/s:
Execution Technique: ((Basically similar to a Black Rite from Avalon Academy, or a Noble Phantasm, it is a powerful move that can either be magical, or technological in nature, please be aware that despite the presence of magic in the story, it's limited))
App:((Maybe described or pics, whichever you prefer))
Bio:((Your Origin story and basically why you chose to be an Executioner for the Smith Execution Agency))

((If you have any questions, just PM me or even better, contact me on Steam.))
PM me you're Chars before posting, I'd like to tell you something before starting this RP.

[Kaori]

((I'll go ahead and post mine))
Name: Haruka Kasugano
Age: 35(Appearance wise, she looks about 17)
Weapons: A Katana named Gekkou and a cybernetically enhanced left arm that can transform into a variety of weapons.
Execution Technique: Zantetsuken: an instant killing technique using her Katana Arts to deliver a blow so powerful, it can penetrate any defense, unfortunately her body can't handle prolonged use of it, so she can only do it once before her body can't take anymore.
Collateral Shot: A powerful charged shot from her left arm, it's only downside is it takes up a lot of BLOOD to power.
App:Long waist-length Silver hair, small white ribbon tied on the left, Red irises, Fair-skinned, slim build, and she wears a black suit with the occasional sunglasses.
Bio: Originally an Assassin for the government, she was part of the team that killed Osama Bin Laden, however, upon killing him however, the team was infected with his malice, all of them turned into wires except for Haruka who had cut off her left arm to prevent corruption, she then had it replaced with a cybernetic one, she became an Executioner in order to put her skills to good use, her fighting style is a mix of western and eastern swordsmanship, she likes soft boiled eggs, which fortunately for her, is the specialty of her roommate/sparring partner/good friend Vientiane a fellow swordswoman.

[Zorolo]

Name: Zorlo Amaranthine

Age: 19

Weapons: A sword fighter by training, Zorlo had cybernetic enhancements placed into his legs and joints in his legs in order to gain the greatest movement techniques to avoid taking damage from firearms and more advanced weapons. He also has cybernetics placed in his lungs to make better use of the oxygen he needs to continue high speed movements and not threaten his body.

Sword Birth Variations: Swords produced by his Execution Technique:

Flarestorm:
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Stormbringer:
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Earthbiter:
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Aircutter:
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Nightshade:
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Lightbrand:
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Spiritus:
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Execution Technique:
Sword Birth: A device that can recreate swords imbued with elemental powers that can be constantly generated and recreated. This power drains the source's energy which makes creating too many swords at once impossible, but gives the user at least a dozen swords each hour before needing to recharge.

Flarestorm: A sword of the fire element that can wreath itself in flames or shoot balls of fire at targets

Stormbringer: A sword of lightning elemental that shocks targets on contact and can release a bolt of lightning from the blade

Earthbiter: A sword imbued with earth element that rends the landscape when the sword is slammed against the ground. Requires two-hands to wield

Aircutter: A sword charged with the power of air that can launch edged cutter waves

Nightshade: A cursed, black sword that literally drains the light from the landscape. It grants Zorlo limited dark vision. Cannot be summoned with a second sword.

Lightbrand: A sword that shines brightly like the sun. It dispels darkness. Cannot be summoned with a second sword.

Spiritus: The first sword Zorlo ever crafted. Its light weight, one handed and has no other special functions of note.

Sword of the Betrayer: http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb2 ... TCG%29.jpg

The hidden power within Sword Birth is the legendary Sword of the Betrayer. Infused with the powers of light and darkness, this blade is said to be able to rend holes in reality to the void... although Zorlo lacks the power to even potentially create this weapon. No wielder of the Sword Birth to date (except the original creator) has been able to produce this weapon in all of its splendor without dying immediately after.

App: http://images.wikia.com/fireemblem/imag ... os_TCG.jpg

Bio: A member of a squad designed to learn to wield one of the few magical swords left in the world, Zorlo was perplexed by the rigorous and inhumane training he underwent in order to learn to wield the only slightly magical weapon the laboratory had. Having undergone extensive cybernetic upgrades to move like lightning and be able to function under reduced oxygen supply, Zorlo learned to place value in both moving fluidly in and out of combat.

When the Lunar base he was training in was attacked in an attempt to steal the sword, he had the hindsight to escape before things wound up in his death. He had managed to steal a rather odd object... an item that seemed to be able to create lesser magical swords by combining a name for the sword and a power for it.

Although these swords lack the strength of TRUE magical items, these swords possess some magical power and work great against normal people... unfortunately no S-Rank threat can be considered 'normal' anymore.

[nekoryuuha]

Name: Sariabell Albion
Age: 19
Weapon/s: A High-Frequency Sniper Scythe (HFSS) that can switch between Anti-Materiel Sniper Mode & High-Frequency Scythe mode as well as Cybernetic reinforcements within her Hands, arms, shoulders, spine, hips, legs, Feet, & the various joints contained there in in order to better handle the stresses and Forces placed on her body by the HFSS.

Execution Technique: White Dragon Emperor's Light Wings: Divine Dividing - Taking the form of a pair of almost mechanical, white Dragon wings that can be used for flight, the Divine Dividing represents Sariabell's ability to divide the power of her opponents by half every 10 seconds after coming into direct contact with them. The halved powers are then added to her own powers. If the added power exceeds the amount that she can safely contain at the moment, the excess is then expelled out the wings. It's main weaknesses are the requirement for direct contact and that Divine Dividing 'announces' its powers, letting attentive watchers know what is going on. List of powers and announcements below.

~Divide: Halves the opponent's power. This call is usually announced every 10 seconds once started.

~Half Dimension: Halves the size of objects and living beings around the user.

~Regain: An uncommon announcement. This usually signifies Sariabell returning the power she took using 'Divide', returning them to full strength.

~Vanishing Dragon Balance Breaker: Unleashes Divine Dividing's full power and activates the Divine Dividing Scale Mail to support and protect Sariabell's body. [Locked] Sariabell has neither the strength nor Skill to use this ability despite her ability and ease of use of the Divine Dividing.

App:

Bio: As the most recent member of her Family to awaken the Divine Dividing, is a somewhat arrogant young woman whose skills with her powers and Scythe are exceptional considering her age. Also exceptional, is her utter lack of prowess with Magecraft and most non-Dragonic magics that is a constant source of humiliation for her. Fortunately, her lack of a roommate lets her attempt to practice in her room without anyone much the wiser to this fault. She became an Executioner to refine her custom HFSS style of combat and to surpass her Grandmother, a powerful Executioner known simply as The Vanishing Dragon, whose made every opponent she's fought simply disappear.

[Kaori]

((Alright, let's start))
Haruka was in a cab heading for the Smith Execution Agency, she had left her yacht early so Vientiane had to cook an early breakfast, for Haruka, Soft boiled eggs were a piece of heaven, as she arrived, she paid the cabbie as well as giving him a generous tip, she entered the Execution Office, the lobby was decorated with fine furniture and paintings of the founders of the Agency, the Smith Syndicate, during the old days, the government didn't have Executioners, they had the Smith Syndicate, a team of 7 Assassin's who would handle threats against the country, but that was back then, after wires and cyborg criminals began to appear, they started the Executioner Program, a sort of system that hires those with special skills and abilities to fight against the current threats, for the following years, it has been successful, Haruka however knew that in this job, your chances of dying are quite high, she proceeded to the desk and stated her business, she was then asked to take a seat, she sat down on a comfortable looking chair and proceeded to read a magazine, as the hours passed, she was finally called for, she was told to go down the hall on the left into room 108, she then walked down the hall, checking each room she passed, then there it was, room 108, she entered and found herself in what appeared to be a conference room, there was a black man sitting at the end of the table, smoking a cigar, next to him stood a blond haired woman, upon closer inspection however, Haruka realized the black man was a cyborg, "take a seat" said the cyborg as Haruka complied, she then took a seat, "now, let's wait for the others before we start, I'm Brian Roses, I'm the chief of this Agency, and this is Vivianne Squall" said the Cyborg, "Haruka Kasugano" said Haruka, "That's funny, you stated your first name first, you ain't Japanese?" asked Brian, "Half sir, I was raised here in the U.S" replied Haruka, "I see, well, make yourself comfortable for the time being, your fellow Executioner's ain't here yet".

[Helbaworshipper]

Name: Lucia Nagira
Age: 15
Weapon/s: Needles held all over the body and a scythe held on the back.
Execution Technique: Inner typhoon - An attack wave with needles and the scythe at the exact same time. The force from the wave makes the needles and the scythe cut deeper. Because of the requirements, this can only be used a few times or it will exhaust Lucia.

App:

Bio: Lucia has an uncertain past. When she was just a baby, a rebel assassin targeted her family for unknown reasons. The assassin took her and raised her in the ability to kill or help with assassinations. As a result, she never really grew up with dolls or toys, only the weapons she used and the various things she learned to maintain a proper cover.

After a botched assassination of a somewhat important government official, Lucia and her in a sense mentor were taken to face judgement. The court saw no way to redeem the rebel assassin, but chose to see if somehow she could be redeemed. She accepted without hesitation, but only because she could never lead a normal life. She would rather fight for a cause or die. Though she is not as well outfitted in cybernetics (mostly ones that allow her body to function above normal human limits), she is able to deal wth threats without questioning her superiors.

[nekoryuuha]

"Yeah, there it is..." the young woman said to herself as she circled above the Agency building for a moment before slowly descending toward the ground. Much like Haruka, Sariabell was told to wait 'X' number of hours where the 'X' was however long it took them to decide you existed. And like Haruka, she'd taken to reading to pass the time she had to wait. Unlike the young Assassin, However, Sariabell was reading on the fly as she circled roughly 15 stories in the air above the building. She'd left a glowing blue stone on the front desk with the request to tap the stone when she was called and judging by the shiver running though Divine Dividing, she'd been called.

"Alright then. Time to get this done." She stowed her book in a hip pouch as her wings closed and dimmed. The effect was immediate as gravity yanked her out of the sky toward the ground below. She took a deep breath as the ground rushed at her before once more extending her re-lit wings. The G-forces were strong, but nothing she wasn't used to, as she braked before landing slightly hard just in front of the building. Apparently, the woman at the front desk wasn't expecting such a fancy landing & entry from Sariabell either, judging by the relative surprise on her face as Sariabell walked in, Divine Dividing closing and vanishing. "Called?" She nodded and stated where to go and the Scythe-meister chuckled as she retrieved the call stone and headed down to the door. Finally, this was the time the young woman waited for. As she reached the door, she could hear someone talking.

"...well, make yourself comfortable for the time being, your fellow Executioner's ain't here yet."

Smiling, she knocked on the door as she entered. "Heh... Kept you waiting, huh...?" she said aloud as she looked over the group inside before moving over to a chair to sit down. "Name's Sariabell Albion," she finished.

[Helbaworshipper]

Lucia exited the shower, picking up her clothes. She placed her clothes on, braiding her hair gently with a ribbon. She slowly put her shoes on and approached what looked to be an extremely basic phone. She picked it up and looked at the message. "Bus. No time for breakfast." She spoke, her green eyes looking at the door. She walked out of the apartment, locking it without even turning around. The bus she got onto was filled with very few people. Staying in the middle, she examined the area to be sure no one was following her.

As it stopped, she exited after a two minutes. She approached the office and drew one hand to the door. Her purpose and direction were decided. She walked into the door soon after Haruka. She acknowledged the person as she moved to stand out of the way without losing visibility. She did not greet everyone until she was told to.

[Zorolo]

Although no one else seemed to notice, a man with green hair and a sheathed sword in his right hand stood behind the three women. He remained silent as he peered in and waved. The morning had gone so smoothly that he'd had a few extra seconds to arrive just after everyone else. How that travesty had occurred he didn't know, but for now he simply listened. What was their new mission and how could his skills help... all of those things he normally wondered rushed back as he looked in.

"So, are we missing anyone now or can we begin talking about this new mission now?" the green-haired man asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.

[Kaori]

"Alright, now that we're all here, we can discuss about hiring all of you" said Brian, "As you already know, this office deals with executions, now I'll cut to the chase, all of you will be after the same target, we'll all hire you, we'll just give the Executioner who kills the target more money, the target's name is Damon, he was an Executor who worked for us, now is the time we "Retire" him, don't let your guard down though, he may be old, but he's got good skills with those revolvers of his, he's got a reservation to Restaurant Fukushima tonight, and I want him dead when he gets there, do I make myself clear?" finished Brian.

"I got a question!" said Haruka, "Why do we have to kill him?", Brian then turned to her and smiled, "I see you'd like the full details, very well, the reason I want him dead is because there's a chance he's become infected with Dark Matter" answered Brian, "The most dangerous part of being an Executioner isn't the targets fighting back, it's the Malice they release upon death, said malice materializes in the form of Dark Matter, when the target dies, most of the malice goes to the moon, but the area around the deceased target will be tainted with it, thankfully Executioner's have BLOOD to protect yourselves with" Finished Brian.

[nekoryuuha]

Sariabell waited patiently as she listen to Brian, committing everything to memory. Blood...? like, our blood? she thought to herself. She waited for him to explain, but when he paused, she sighed. It was obvious--to her at least--that her wanted to see if we would ask any questions to things. And while she didn't like admitting she didn't know something, she'd rather ask, then fail. "Got a question, Sir," she interjected. "Could you clarify what you mean by 'BLOOD'? Actually. Dark Matter too, if you would," she finished as she leaned back against the wall, looking curious.

[Kaori]

"Well for starters, BLOOD basically human blood, it's what separates a normal human being from a Wire, Wire's are people who were corrupted by Dark Matter, they usually serve as minions to the more corrupted, however, BLOOD refers to the crystallized human blood taken from Wires, Human blood works fine, but it wouldn't help to have more BLOOD, the crystallized blood from wires are absorbed by human's and wires alike, you just need to touch em, Dark Matter the physical form of evil, usually when a person who is completely rotten to the core is killed, they release the stuff upon death,corrupting anything near them,Most of the Malice goes to the moon, but the remaining pieces end up as dark matter, that's why Executioner's should have something to keep them from succumbing to the darkness, what do you have Kasugano?" asked Brian, Haruka looked at him and simply replied, "Vientiane, my roommate, I intend to protect her", "A loved one eh? Good enough, what about the rest of you? You got any anchors to keep you from succumbing to the darkness?" asked Brian as he turned to the rest.

[Helbaworshipper]

Lucia looked confused when asked about such a concept. "I simply live for the mission." She spoke, her voice respectful and even in tone. She continued to stand, looking at Brian with no change in expression. Granted, she didn't know if she would end up with a room mate. She usually didn't live with others unless it was necessary and only interacted for tasks that required their input. "The mission requires that I do not succumb to outside forces."

[GamerKale]

Name: Morgan Le’Fae
Age: 24
Weapon/s: Magic primarily and a sword.
A sword: It’s sharp, edged, and easily replaced.
Rote Spells:
Forceblast: A quick and dirty spell that just slings raw power out from the caster, if the target has “poor”/nonexistent footing the majority of the force will not cause direct damage and will instead throw them.
Flamestrike: A potent offensive spell that calls fire from the sky or the ceiling if indoors.
Adrenaline Rush: A self-buffing spell that boosts every aspect of the caster’s physical capabilities, but also causes them to crash after the magic wears off.
Circle of Protection: A defensive spell that creates a globe of magical runes around the caster that blocks physical movement through it in either direction and thus defends against nonmagical attacks this also stops sound and has an inherent time limit since fresh air can’t get in.
Spellbreaker: Does what it says on the tin, depending upon how skilled the other caster was the spell can be more or less draining to break.
Execution Technique: Hellfire: At a glance it might look like normal fire but the flames are a deep bloody crimson and give off shadowy acrid smoke; they do not burn so much as consume whatever they come into contact with and are thus not subject to traditional weaknesses associated with fire like a need for oxygen, being doused by water, or otherwise affected by things that specifically target fire. Morgan can also channel it through his normal spells to crank them up about a dozen notches. It can cause him to go berserk.
App: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/ ... 4dx9sz.jpg
Bio: Morgan was adopted by and apprentice to a man named Justin Mourningway, a mage and diabolist, as such he grew up believing in only one thing, power. Whether it be physical or magical, mostly magical, but he knows how to handle himself in a fistfight or even a swordfight. He doesn’t claim to be a top tier swordsman mind you but he’s capable and when it comes to magic he’s only met one person who could match himself. A winter witch called Elizabeth Grey. At first he thought she was just going to be another conquest, but she fought him to a standstill. Apparently she had to survive to get back to her little brother, it was very touching, almost touching enough for him to stop trying to kill her, but what actually got him to stop was when Justin interfered. Mourningway tried holding Elizabeth’s little brother hostage, while that did get her to give up, Morgan immediately realized just how vulnerable he was at that very moment and was sure Justin would turn on him as soon as he had dealt with the girl so he made a preemptive strike and threw a large volley of hellfire at his master. The bluff worked and Justin immediately dropped the kid to retreat. Elizabeth offered Morgan a place to stay since he suddenly had nowhere else to go and had saved her little brother even if it wasn’t entirely intentional. Morgan quickly grew bored of sitting around and doing nothing, plus he was pretty sure that Justin would show back up sooner or later and be looking for a fight and probably try to finish off the Greys for whatever reason, so Morgan decided to get a job with the Smith Execution Firm to keep his skills sharp, plus the way Elizabeth looked after her brother tugged at his long disused heartstrings and he kind of wanted to help.
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"An admirable outlook, to be sure, youngling, but you'd be surprised at what a person can do when they have something that they actually care about on the line. Not that I do, mind you. There's just someone that I have to kill." Said a man sitting in a chair next to everyone. It wasn't that he had just appeared or anything, he had been there all along they could all remember that much, but he had just seemed so unimportant, now that he had said jis piece he began to fade back into the background again. Brian gave him a mildly annoyed look and the blue haired guy snapped back into the foreground. If any of the Executioners knew much about magic they might recognise that the blue haired mage had just dropped a blandness spell.

[Kaori]

"Alright, if nobody has anymore questions, I'd like all of you to meet up with Vivian at the entrance to Restaurant Fukushima at 7, Damon should be in by then, remember, no civilian casualties, you'll be fired on the spot if that happens, keep destruction of public and private property to a minimum, or else you'll be receiving less money on your paycheck, and lastly, don't die on us, I want you back here tomorrow morning, and it better not be in a body bag, you're all free to do whatever you want till tonight" said Brian.

Haruka simply drummed her fingers on the table, hoping nobody had anymore questions, she wanted to go to a nice quite bar, and drink on the rocks.

[nekoryuuha]

Sariabell merely smirked slightly at the question Brian gave them about what Anchors they had. Darkness...? Not a chance! she thought to herself. I'm one of the Strongest inheritors of the Divine Dividing my family has ever seen! There's way I'll fall to something like 'the darkness'. Not until I surpass Grandma... No, she had no farther questions. Not for Brian, at least. No, her questions were more for Morgan. She felt the spell, could see the shimmer on his body as he released it. It was fortunate that the Dragon in her, Divine Dividing, let her notice magic and Mana, but with her ineptitude with most magic, that was the extent of her ability. It was no wonder that her younger sister, Serena, was this generation's Crest inheritor.

But she stayed quiet, for now. If someone had a question, she'd listen. But if not, she intended go prepare for tonight. She had several hours till then to be ready.

[GamerKale]

I guess we're waiting because he's a paranoid nutter with virtually unlimited wealth poured into security. This no killing civilians thing is so hamstringing. Morgan thought to himself. He raised a hand as if to wave to the rest of the Executioners, "You jokers can call me Morgan." He put his hand back down. "Forewarning, none of you count as civvies, I won't hold back just because some of you guys are in the blast radius; so do be careful that none of you get yourselves geeked by me."

[Zorolo]

Zorlo had already stopped listening by the time they were told to go. The green-haired man shifted slightly and lowered his hand with a sheathed sword to his side before cracking his neck and starting off. "He didn't really care anymore about this stuff. A magician with them as well... things were getting complex. Still, the man sighed as he continued about his business and prepared for combat that would be coming. For now, getting to the bar was on the to do list, after all.

[Helbaworshipper]

Lucia kept the words in mind. Gathering they were done with whatever task they were currently up to, she moved towards the exit. She drew one hand to her shoulder, an eye looking towards a man she thought was looking at her. Gathering that he wasn't doing it for a malicious purpose, she exited and withdrew the phone. She gathered that she could prepare her weapons properly and eat a basic meal if she did not get drawn into activities beyond ones that were necessary.

[Kaori]

"Alright then, dismissed" said Brian.

Haruka left the conference room and proceeded to the entrance, once there, she hailed a cab and told the driver "bar plastic model", the driver nodded, moments later, she arrived, she paid the driver and gave him a generous tip and proceeded to go into the bar, inside the bar, Haruka sat on the counter, "Martini, shaken, not stirred, on the rocks", she told the bartender, the bartender nodded and proceeded to make her drink, as soon as it was done, she proceeded to take a sip, a man sat next to her and said, "Hello Miss Kasugano, the election is drawing near. Have you decided on your vote? If you haven't, please let the Republican Party make the most of your precious vote. Thank you and have a nice day" said the man, he then left her, she sat there sipping from her glass, she then muttered, "I'm a Democrat though", she finished her drink then took the suitcase the man left behind and proceeded to the washroom, she opened the suitcase and there it was,a new upgrade for her arm, she then proceeded to attach it, she grinned as her arm made a beeping noise, she left the suitcase under the sink and left the bar.

"Oh, you're back" said a blond haired girl, she wore a blue blouse with a matching miniskirt, she wore a rosary around her neck, and had goggles on her head, "Yeah, had a drink at Bar Plastic Model, I got some eggs on the way back, Vientiane" said Haruka, "The job begins at 7 tonight at Restaurant Fukushima" said Haruka, "Ooh! What's the occasion?" asked Vientiane, "I said it's a job" said Haruka with a slightly annoyed tone, "Oh, well good luck with it then" said Vientiane, she had hoped that Haruka would bring her along, Restaurant Fukushima was one of those fancy restaurants for rich people after all, she and Haruka lived on a yacht, "You were hoping to come along, weren't you?" Haruka asked, "Actually yes, we never go out to eat, I always have to cook, and all you ever eat is half-boiled eggs" said Vientiane, "Well tonight, I'm eating Miso, you can eat whatever you want at Restaurant Fukushima, I just need you to do something for me tonight" said Haruka, Vientiane smiled, only to notice Haruka was smiling as well, she knew whatever Haruka had in store, it was not good for her.