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Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>My water keeps on expanding, I'm not sure if I can stop it from reaching the captor. But I can sure as hell try, I'd tap a large button on my belt and cause it to light up. Mystical power surges through it rapidly, larger amounts of water being formed an instant and aiming to entirely engulf my foe. Assuming they were able to do that, then the thing would not only find its entire body melting down into a slurry, but also that if it aimed to swim outside of my prison it'd realize the walls of the watery box formed around it are now somehow solid. Not frozen, yet bouncing back and sending it flying if force were applied to try and leave. However, there's only a chance this action would be fast enough to stop it from reaching the captor. Otherwise, it would simply catch up while the thing is attacking and hopefully finish it off.</i> &quot;God dammit... Stupid healing factors, things should just learn to die quickly. Though I'm one to talk about that huh?&quot; <i>My voice is strained as a staff made of water forms into my hands, I've not practiced with such things much, but I did know how to use them once upon a time. And it will serve to hopefully block the enemy if I must.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>The 'man' who rushed at Mal would quickly find the a trail of water that flowing towards him and expanding in an instant. Magic rushing into it and causing the thing to split off into four tendrils that seek to grapple onto his arms and legs, dragging him down to the ground if able and holding his limbs in place with a tight grip. Of course, given I'm in my Caustic Form right now the water would also begin to burn through his clothing. I'm keeping it restrained enough for the moment to merely cause some mild pain upon his body after reaching it. If he seemed even remotely close to escaping however the water would quickly amp up to max power, seeking to melt through flesh and bone if given a good few seconds of solid contact.</i> &quot;Yeah I got it, or I think so. And don't try moving around too much Mr ya dig me? I can do a lot worse than just holding you in place and burning through some clothes a bit if I need.&quot; <i>I'd prefer not to do that if it can be avoided, but there's no need to let him know the thought of killing someone bothers me. I've always had a decent poker face, so my voice is able to stay pretty calm and relaxed while staring down our foe from behind my mask.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>I'd just step back a bit and stare quietly for the moment, in truth a small trail of water is creeping across the floor from my foot. It's so small and thin though that if one weren't paying very close attention to the ground below them then it wouldn't even be spotted. If Pixie's magic worked for example, then I'm fairly sure the foe wouldn't see anything amiss. Beyond that I'm just watching and waiting, trying to come up with a plan that I can use if things go south. There is an idea of sorts starting to form in the back of my head, but... Best to save it for the moment, can't mouth off about an idea for taking this jackass out while we're trying to charm him after all.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>I'd Sigh while whispering to the other two. </i> &quot;Gonna go up there, see what happens. Be ready, but I'd rather avoid fighting if we can. I assume that's cool with you?&quot; <i>Either way I begin moving forward, waving to those in front of us slightly even while my suit bubbles with caustic water. I'd then speak up in a louder voice with a polite tone.</i> &quot;Hello there, how goes it tonight? I was wondering what exactly might be going on here? Seems a rather curious room and all so maybe you'd care to chat. Or not, but I thought I'd ask.&quot; <i>I'm expecting an unfriendly reaction, but there's nothing to do but try I suppose.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>I just stare at the others for a moment, observing the madness before me with a concerned face under my helmet. The only good news is that in this form, I'm at least very hardy if anything goes wrong. Because of that I'd take the lead just as promised, standing in front of both Kaz and Mal without even missing a beat.</i> &quot;Just gonna keep moving huh, fine with me. I'll take point I guess.&quot; <i>I'd say in a fairly quiet voice, glancing at the white-haired fellow from the corner of my eye. Of course, there's no reason to rush off and deal with him. He seems like an obviously important person to be sure, but I just don't care that much right now. Even if he is likely an 'enemy stand user' as one might say.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<b>I'd follow along after 'Bartz', not even bothering to untransform at this point. Mizui might be the kinda overlysure fool who'd take off his armor merely because the active threats seemingly stopped, but I'm not. Instead I tap the belt and its water shifts colors, becoming a deep purple and seeming to bubble violently, along with a large hazard symbol on the chestplate. Caustic Form, a nigh-unbreakable defense and capable of melting down most anything... But rather slow by superhuman standards.</b> &quot;I'm not so sure well is what I'd call it, but decent enough at any rate. We didn't die so go us for now.&quot; <i>I'm still more than fast enough to catch up with Kaz if nothing else, and hopefully the shift in colors and symbol will throw off those chasing after us if anyone is.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
&quot;Sure thing, I'm on it. I'll do whatever I'm able to, and that should be plenty by my guess...&quot; <i>I'd sigh and nod to Kaz, I was planning to help Liam out anyways. But it is good knowing he's got the same idea. My legs carry me far faster than my actual body would, which makes sense given Mizui's practice for being a Rider is paying off some I guess. My hand remains placed upon the Calamity Driver, staring across the room quietly for the momeny while speedily placing myself between whoever these people are and Liam. I'm not about to simply leave someone behind after all, couldn't even come close to calling myself a Rider if I pulled that.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>I'd simply shake my head slightly, and stare at Mal with frankly worried eyes. Even if the drink isn't dangerous, that still seems utterly vile. Who the hell eats soggy chips dammit? Not that I'm about to voice this thought frankly. If only because I don't feel like commenting around... Whoever these people are.</i> &quot;Feh, better bored than not I say Mal. Exciting is usually dangerous after all. That said, best to wait for the others to catch up I think. With any luck that'll be soon, and I don't want to lose them in this crowd.&quot; <i>My eyes look around casually, no sense in seeming overly paranoid. Though the hand resting upon my belt might show that I regardless to the others, hopefully the locals won't realize that it's a weapon. Though I'm not really all that hopeful, best to assume they do notice.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>Guns and blades huh, not too much trouble if I'm ready for it. But if I'm struck without having my Rider Armor on... Well, this could be bad for me in that case. Too bad I'm not Nanoha or Fate right now though, telepathy would be real handy. I'd look to Kaz and chuckle slightly while waiting for the others to catch up.</i> &quot;If it comes to bullets, stay behind me. A Rider's armor won't fall to something as simple as mundane gunfire after all, that's not empty boasting either. Many of them stand up to such things fairly easily, and as the designer of this armor, I can say that defense is one of it's better traits too.&quot; <i>I'd say that in a fairly quiet voice while keeping a hand on my belt, ready to Henshin at any moment's notice. I can call upon that power in a split second if I really have to, but I'd prefer not to go around relying entirely upon the armor if I can avoid it.</i>
Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>Considering I actually remember how long Gamma would be, I'd actually take some time to sleep. Granted, I only manage to get about four hours before my alarm goes off. And quickly walk through the door. I stand up a bit slower, not really feeling any need to rush up and make myself fall again or something. The others have really said all I feel needs to be said, so I'd simply aim to walk after Kaz for the moment while running a hand over the belt around my waist and the flask on it. I do speak to the others though, eyes glancing around the room for any possible threats.</i> &quot;Hmm, a curious place so far. No clue where we might be... Ah well, I guess it's something to figure out.&quot;

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A Random Watering Hole
<i>He isn't too sure of the place's name, it's somewhere in Shinjuku though. The place is full of bars and other such things after all. And within the building, a man holding a briefcase in his left hand wearing a slick business suit sits at the counter.</i> &quot;Yeesh, talk about another dull day. Wake up, go to work, kick around some giant fire monster formed by an idiot burning down his apartment. Still no more leads though...&quot; <i>The man stares down at a glass of sake in his hands, absently glancing about the place and realizing he doesn't know anyone at all. Coulda come with someone, but meh. The drink's downed in a few moments before he glances toward that silver briefcase with a chuckle.</i> &quot;Heh, feels like the kinda night where I might need this thing... But boy do I hope not, that'd be a terrible way to cap off this no average no leads kinda day.&quot; <i>The bartender stares at him absently, but decides it best to simply the person he's fairly sure is some kind of superpowered weirdo be. Instead, another drink is simply passed towards him while the firefighter slides a bill across to the owner.</i> &quot;Well, whatever happens at least the sake's pretty good. That's something, for what it's worth!&quot;
Tokyo Fire Department: The Masked Firefighter!
<i> A man in a suit sits at a desk, flipping through various files with a bored look on his face... After a moment, he'd flip it closed and grin to himself while pumping a fist in the air.</i> &quot;Wooo! I'm finally done with all the freaking paperwork. Geez, who knew being a Kamen Rider would involve this much busy work?&quot; <i> Mizui shrugs, walking out the doors of his office and moving through the halls. He'd pass by various co-workers, smiling and greeting them, finally after going a ways he'd reach the lobby of the building and take a seat on a bench. Said lobby is well lit, clean, and staffed by various workers, along with having a very &quot;High Tech&quot; sort of look, clearly the government is putting top of the line tech here. As for Mizui, he'd place a hand on his chin and begin muttering to himself.</i> &quot;Now... What to do next anyway? Not any fires to deal with as far as I know, but eh who knows when those... Things, will strike. Of course, I also have the Faker to worry with. Burning places down, summoning up those things only to fight them. What's that guy's game?&quot; <i>He shrugs his shoulders, no sensing worrying over it to much right now. After all, he can question &quot;Match&quot; plenty when he's behind bars and lacking a suit. For now, he'd just sit on the bench and look towards the door, he's got a feeling some interesting people may show up today!</i> “Whelp, hope my gut is right on this one! It’d be a shame if I just sit around doing nothing after all… Oh well, could always go bug the lab if I get too bored. Those guys clearly need more fun in their lives!”
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