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    A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Arro on Thu May 08, 2014 3:51 pm

    Time: 5:15AM
    Date: December 1st, 2013


    Arro dropped down through the hole he'd torn in the ceiling. His nostrils flared alive with the scents of old blood and failure. He drew himself up, looking around slowly, cautiously. Examining the old machines and their strange symbols that he and others had passed before. The room was much the same as then. Only a newly added layer of dust and frost gave any sign of the passage of time.

    He frowned at the faint blue lights that pulsed gently on the walls, and moved on. He'd tamper with things here on his way out.

    The next room as expected was just as overtly decadent as he remembered it. All marble, coiled pillars, ancient carpets and moth eaten banners. Dents still remained from the battle. He stood over an impact crater of cracked flowering tile and flicked a stray piece down the staircase. It echoed with an obnoxious raucous clatter for at least twenty steps before stopping. Each ping a testament to the bases abandonment. Anyone nearby if there were ears to hear would have noticed that. He wasn't trying to be subtle.

    Arrogath turned his spiky head toward the blank white walls, running his amber gaze up and down the unassuming surfaces. That armoured creature mentioned having cameras set up in the place, but if they were here at all they were very well hidden. Arro gave a smirk in case he'd been telling the truth and moved on, headed for the staircase winding up.

    He already knew what dwelled in the basement levels. There was likely nothing new to see there, but he was thorough, he'd save the downstairs for last. Not that he expected to find much upstairs either. If Terumi Hazama was smart enough not to come back he'd likely have had the foresight to remove any potentially damning information or clues as to his future whereabouts. But it wasn't exactly like Arro had anything better to do than double check.

    He was going to be here for a while.
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Universal NPC on Thu May 08, 2014 7:24 pm

    About fifteen days since the incident... this place should be utterly abandoned.

    But Arro... You weren't alone here... if you could see well enough to spot the dust on the floor, you'd see easily that there were areas where there were no dust. The machines had been left alone, but there were footprints in the dust leading in. The snow outside, however, had obscured the prints they had left on their way in from outside. Rest assured, you were not alone. In the room with the curtains and the dents from their battle with the masked knight, you would see tiny little particles of frost in certain parts of the room, such as the walls. It wasn't ridiculous to imagine that any heating systems this area may have had had simply failed, but that couldn't be the case.

    Inside the winding staircase, there were bullet holes, and alongside those bullet holes there were areas that were completely coated in ice. The bullet holes could have simply been left by the time-stopping girl, Homura Akemi who had that servant, Archer... but she hadn't fired on the way up. That didn't mean much, though... the bullet holes were recent. They'd been here for a few days, at best... absolutely not any more than a week, however. The ice had remained since then (albeit melting slightly, but still slower than usual), which was odd... this place (despite being in the Icelands) wasn't all that cold.

    Dare you adventure deeper into the depths of the base to answer the questions this brought up?







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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Arro on Thu May 08, 2014 10:10 pm

    [Nah, this is great. Thanks for joining in]

    Arro, as it turned out, was in for a pleasant surprise.

    He'd been fully prepared to find nothing. Or in a best case scenario turn up a single hint after scouring the base for hours. But attention to detail was already paying off, if only in a few peculiarities. Marring the thin sheet of dust has been faint impressions of humanoid prints. Impossible to determine how recent exactly (or who they belonged to) but the scanter veil of dust and the obfuscation of markings from his first visit placed them after their battle. Arrogath had watched them for a few solid minutes, pointedly pulling up his talons so as not to tap afterwards.

    Beyond the computer hub on the walls of the main hall, instead of cameras were seen small particles of frost. Like algae on an ocean stone, they speckled the walls in scant numbers and irregular patterning. By all rights they shouldn't have existed. The room wasn't nearly cold enough for their formation to be natural, neither was it capable of preserving frozen ice for long. Even if the heating system had failed once before, they were melting now, in which case it was currently working. Either way, someone had been here.

    As he climbed the staircase he was presented with a flagrant display of violence that turned his suspicions into fact. What had been mere spots of frost coalesced into fully formed sheets the further up he climbed. Embedded in the walls and ice were bullet holes, no dust to mark them as old in their cavities. Judging by the few that had struck the ice and the degree of melt he wouldn't have placed these as more than a week old.

    The dragon halted on the steps and stood quietly, listening as his eyes scanned the walls and trailed back down to the room below. In his mind he attempted to visualize the path of the bullets, tracing their spread along the wall to a likely spot on the floor from which they could have been fired. The dust there was essentially nonexistent, but the shattering of the tiles made it difficult to determine solid prints.

    He patiently returned his attention to the carpet lined steps, making sure to track the buildup of dust for any sign of a continued trail; and wondering who or what had produced the ice. But if the frozen wall and bullets were any indication, he would likely soon be presented with something far more interesting. The slim dragon lifted his scaled hands and feet and continued to the second floor. His progress now deathly silent and accompanied by a hardened gaze.
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Universal NPC on Sun May 11, 2014 2:09 pm

    Upon moving upwards, up the steps... the silence would be broken. Not by you, and not in the room... but down below. Not all that audible, but definitely there... was the sound of shoes against floor. This place was quiet - it was safe to say that any sound would be able to be heard nearly throughout the entire facility, the basement mostly not included. But evidently, someone - or something had heard you. You did flick that piece of the floor tile, which had made noises down the stairs.

    Well, looked like you didn't need to move deeper. The answer, or answers... seemed to be coming straight for you.

    After what felt like a decade but was only a few minutes, the footsteps stopped, having been rather close by when they finally ceased. Whoever it was, was now treading cautiously; this meant only one thing, and that... was that they were expecting hostility from whoever it was that was here. A familiar blue-garbed man emerged from the entrance, sheathed blade at the ready. It was one of the people from the incident - Jin Kisaragi. However... he didn't look like he did at the end of that. He looked injured. Over his body you could see grazes and bruises, as well as parts of his clothes that were ruined. There were bloody spots around him, but other than that he still wore his disdainful expression and his voice was still cold.

    "Oh... it's just you. You're the dragon from that incident with Hazama." Jin had been using an icy blade - likely the blade with him right now - during the Black Beast battle, he'd even encased one of the heads in ice. Thus, logic led to the source of the ice being this guy. But if he was the source of the ice... what was the source of the bullet holes?

    "What is your business here, dragon?"






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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Arro on Mon May 12, 2014 3:18 am

    Life was never this easy. So naturally Arro was suspicious when he heard the sound of footsteps. He'd hedged his bets when flicking that tile. Knowing if heard it would either bring someone to him should someone exist to be lured, or it would instead scare hypothetical lurkers away. If Terumi Hazama was dim enough to be caught here he might just answer his knocking. If it was anyone else... well Arro knew others shared his fondness for direct action. If he wasn't alone the odds favored someone answering the door.

    He examined the room briefly, choosing to ascend the steps than be caught against the stairwell like whoever had been there last. At the upper level, he prowled into the center of the balcony overlooking the foyer and folded his arms and limbs beneath him in wait.

    The footsteps stopped. Then proceeded at a slower pace. Arro patiently bided his time, his eyes fixed on the spot of tile he knew the man would appear upon. Eventually a small blonde head bobbed into view below the balcony, the owner of which proceeded into the foyer, revealing a body swathed in royal blue. His two legged torso turned, and finally each saw the others face. The dragon gazed silently, saying nothing and moving nothing. The appearance of Jin Kisaragi came as no surprise to anyone with a serviceable sense of smell.

    Though it explained the ice.

    He was coated in blood and bruises, his clothes ruined from recent fighting. Otherwise Jin sounded (petulant) and looked much the same.

    "Oh... it's just you. You're the dragon from that incident with Hazama."

    I'm the only dragon from anything.

    Not who he was hoping to find but not unexpected. As the man spoke Arro's thoughts idly drifted to annoyance, and in the back of his mind he grunted a dull grunt. It... was unlikely this would result in violence. Jin like Hakuman had launched himself into battle against their exploratory teams, but had joined them in the end game to kill Ragna. He'd left quickly afterward. It was easy to assume he'd only returned for the same reasons Arro had. It was also easy to assume he wouldn't be helpful in the slightest.

    "What is your business here, dragon?"

    Arro returned his gaze from a fascinating wall to Jin's small frowning features. It settled there like cement. For five languorous seconds he examined the man out from under a heavy hooded brow. Perhaps waiting to see how long he could hold that peeved face.

    Eventually, he cracked open his maw to let the rough deadpan that was his voice slip out.

    "I am searching for clues as to Terumi Hazama's whereabouts. I plan to kill him."
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri May 16, 2014 3:19 pm

    "...Of course." It dawned on him then that anyone that was here must be after Hazama. He'd been here for a while, and his primary objective was to do the same, now that Ragna had been killed. Hazama was the next thing that was from his world that triggered his Power of Order, anyway... thus, Hazama must die. Of course, Arro was right. Didn't mean he was going to be useful. Not "Hazama is here" useful, anyway. "You're aware that the stairs leading upward just lead to an elevator leading downward, correct? You'll just be going to the control room for the Cauldron." The stairs were put there in case the Ars Magus that powered the elevator stopped working.

    "...I didn't open the Cauldron. It would be unwise." Still, it was possible that stuff could come out other than the Murakumo, right? Who knew? There was Hazama's secret room, as well.

    Well, there was plenty to explore and it was up to you how much exploring you did.






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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Arro on Wed May 21, 2014 3:21 pm

    "You're aware that the stairs leading upward just lead to an elevator leading downward, correct? You'll just be going to the control room for the Cauldron."

    "I am" he replied flatly. Amused in the back of his mind that Jin hadn't noticed he'd taken the high ground for other reasons. Then reaching down between the rafters to tap his talons against the bullet holes he asked, "Who left these and the blood on your back? They still around?"

    Anyone attacking Jin in this place may pose a threat to himself. There was no old gore on the floor so the gunman either hadn't died during this fight or had slinked off elsewhere before leaving a trail. Jin showed no behavior to indicate an enemy was lurking within the base, but then Jin didn't strike him as someone to wear his concerns on his sleeves (or to have concerns) or to come forth with information unless directly asked.

    "...I didn't open the Cauldron. It would be unwise."

    Arro was inclined to agree with that assessment. That free revelation translated quite clearly to 'don't open the Cauldron'. He hadn't been planning to. If Jin stayed here forever to play gate master he wouldn't be tracking down Hazama though.

    "Cannot the Cauldron be destroyed?" he proposed.

    It was a dangerous device to leave laying around intact.
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Universal NPC on Thu May 22, 2014 10:23 pm

    So, he was... could he even fit in the elevator? Hm, Jin wasn't going to question it. It wasn't like he cared, anyway. He was only concerned originally because he thought it was someone else. Namely... the person that left the bullet holes and wounds on him. Ugh, he didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he was going to be asked about it. It was a pain... not that he was going to reveal all that much. As Arro had guessed, Jin was literally going to be the guy that, while potentially slightly useful, was as unhelpful as they come.

    "Just some trash... Lieutenant Noel Vermillion." Where was she, though... "No. She got away." He looked pained when he said this. Either he'd let her escape accidentally... or she'd just beaten the living shit out of him. Judging by the blood and the state he was in generally, it wasn't hard to see which one it was. He was grumbling on the inside about his loss, but it wasn't a "how could I lose" thing, it was more... "how could SHE win".

    "The Cauldron...?" Jin questioned. He wanted to destroy it... now that was a very good idea. Cauldrons rarely brought anything but trouble, after all. "I'm no expert, but I think it can be destroyed. You would need a considerable amount of force, however." The moment Arro had mentioned destroying it, he'd been more inclined to help. He wasn't a fan of leaving a Cauldron readily available here, himself. You'd be amazed at how much less... insane he could be, too, without Yukianesa being able to strengthen his emotions towards his brother, and without the Power of Order causing him to want Ragna dead - with Ragna being dead, it was all nullified.

    "While you can destroy the Cauldron, the Boundary isn't physical like that. The Boundary will remain, and as long as Hazama can create Cauldrons, he can access it." That didn't, however, mean that it would be a good idea to leave any ones he may create just sitting there.

    So, what do?




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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Arro on Mon Jun 02, 2014 4:14 am

    Jin provided a name as if it would mean something to him, and hardly seemed concerned the carver of his scars might still be around. Arro couldn't be sure if he was only saying the lieutenant escaped to save face or if she'd actually left the building. The interest to try and rip that out of him though was void. Firstly because he was confident in his abilities and secondly because if he came across her she might be more illuminating than Jin, among other things.

    Arro's scales flexed down his spine in marching band procession, his talons lifted and fell in time, tapping back into place where they hung hungrily below the rafters.

    The revelation that the Cauldron was fallible came as pleasantly as a breeze on a hot day. He'd thrown out the suggestion as had seemed warranted, without expecting results. Having grown accustomed to the existence of impenetrable barriers and fields of mystification he'd fully believed Jin would say it was indestructible for one reason or the next. After all his caustic flame had done nothing to the architecture when he'd blasted it earlier. Arro would have tried to topple the Cauldron regardless in the end, but if Jin acknowledged it could be done, why hadn't he already made an attempt?

    Because it required a considerable amount of force?

    He paused, a flicker of interest passing through his mind. Would it be too much to expect a second yes?

    "Explosives?" he tossed out reflexively. "Something that could be remotely detonated with enough power to tear the entire base down?"

    It was the obvious suggestion. An explosive blast was something he couldn't anticipate the laws of the structure circumventing. Whether it be magically or chemically produced, an explosion was still an explosion, and the definition of a considerable amount of force.

    Once he'd finished here there was no reason as far as he was concerned to leave the base standing. He couldn't do anything about the boundary. But the Cauldron would only be another potential convenience for Terumi Hazama should he return. And Arro wasn't in the business of making things convenient.
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Universal NPC on Thu Jun 05, 2014 3:57 pm

    Honestly, the only reason to even consider leaving the base still standing was the fact that there may be clues left inside, or something. Jin hadn't found anything in there, but that didn't mean there was nothing... of course, finding any clues would be hard if someone like Jin that had been here for days hadn't found, however. Or maybe this place just needed the main protagonist to arrive? People usually sucked at solving puzzles if the main protagonist didn't come and do their thing to help them out. Anyway...

    The dragon seemed very interested in the destruction of the Cauldron. Why hadn't Jin tried to destroy the Cauldron? Well, that wasn't something he was even thinking about, let alone anything he was about to reveal. Jin looked down at the floor of the room that the assault group had fought Hakumen in, and just blinked a couple of times as he thought to himself. He didn't have much more of a reason to be here, if the Cauldron was going to be destroyed. It was for the best. He'd have to leave and head elsewhere...

    "Yes, that would work." Was all Jin said as he turned around, his back to Arro. "It doesn't look like Hazama's coming back anytime soon." "The culprit always returns" was the hope that Jin had been waiting on. "Destroy the Cauldron if you want. I have no interest in its fate." Jin sounded cold again, actually fairly glad that someone was going to destroy it. "I'm going to go and hunt for Hazama. If I find him, I'm going to kill him." Of course. Jin turned back to look at Arro for a second.

    "I'm not a charitable person... but is there anything else you want to know before I leave?" Ask now, or forever hold your peace. Or something.

    Jin was eager to start his own hunt, himself.
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Arro on Sat Jun 14, 2014 3:37 am

    A fleeting flicker of interest was only that. For a moment Arro thought he was going to eek out a genuine response from the stranger, but the cold irreverence seeped back into Jin the moment he approved Arro's inklings.

    This man has no interest in doing anything someone else will do for him.

    "Destroy the Cauldron if you want. I have no interest in it's fate."

    His ears flattened and his brow broadened with deathly boredom. Jin would travel to the depths of asininity to retain his cloak of indifference.

    "Then perhaps it doesn't matter if it remains," he retorted simply, his voice oozing disinterest like a miasma. Arro hadn't the barest desire to humor this shavt.

    Knowing it could be destroyed was one thing, gaining access to the means of it's disposal was another. Arro knew a trick to make meager explosives out of the gases his fire organs exhumed, but that was a far leap from being an explosives expert, or knowing where to go to get something capable of destroying the base. He'd have to do some searching if he really wanted to get this done. And all the while he'd be doing that he wouldn't be looking for Hazama.

    Arro returned from his thoughts to see Jin hastening to depart. Leaving him with the promise of finding and killing their quarry himself. He turned again as an afterthought, no doubt hard-won, and offered him one last chance to ask him questions.

    "I'm not a charitable person... but is there anything else you want to know before I leave?"

    Arro rose to his feet in a single fluid motion and leaped over the railings to land with a powerful clamor before the icy foreigner. He stood thoughtfully and took a towering step closer into Jin's personal space. His demeanor in contrast to the intensity of his physical proximity was honest and patient; and hidden beneath that patience the furious desire to get through the thick skull of the man standing before him.

    Jin likely knew more than he realized. He came from the same world as Terumi Hazama. Anything; personality quirks, information on the land they came from, technological or magical capabilities, any of it could be the key to a faster catch.

    "You and I want the same thing," he leveled through parted teeth, "If there's anything at all you know about Hazama that could help my search in the slightest, however small it may be, share it".

    He gradually tilted his head to a cocky degree as a bit of challenge seeped it's way into his end notes. "Otherwise get going, take a head start and we'll see who finds him first."
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    Re: A Fine Toothed Comb

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri Jun 20, 2014 11:11 pm

    "It doesn't matter if it remains. It might be helpful if it doesn't, but that depends on whether Hazama plans to use it again afterward or not." Jin responded, his tone apathetic about the entire situation. Jin wasn't bothered about the fate of the Cauldron in the long run, it seemed... "But even then, if he was going to use the Cauldron, it'd make it easier to find him than if he had to build a new one." There were positives and negatives. It really depended on the person, whether it was better or not to leave the thing intact or as rubble.

    So, anything about Hazama? "Hmm... now that you mention it... that trash I was talking about earlier, Noel Vermillion? If you see her, don't let her out of your sight. Hazama knows how to turn her into a blade called Kusanagi. If he plans to destroy the world, the chances are he'll be looking for her so he can use her in some way. Find Noel Vermillion, and you'll likely run across Hazama sooner or later." He'd stay with her himself, but he despised her and one of them would likely end up dead if they tried to stay together. "I don't know where she is, but you'll probably find her before I do." He was staying well clear of that one.

    At that last remark, Jin smirked. "Hm. Whoever finds him first gets the joy of watching him die." With that, Jin walked away, towards the end of the corridor. Unless he was called for anything else, he'd be gone and would exit the facility, heading for other areas. He may return to the base, but if he did, it wouldn't be for a good while. For Jin Kisaragi, there was nothing he didn't know already in the Ars Magus Base.

    There was nothing more for him here.




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