Yrkki glances back at her then moves swiftly. Letting go of the blade of the sword and grabs the handle, that was still near Maxwell’s mouth, using the blade of push her arm away from his head and aim it at Maxwell. He then pulls out a knife and points it to her throat.

Ryuuji shrugs, “The typical definition still applies just don’t backstab us or anything like that and we should be good.” He said and stood up, pulling his mask back up over his face and holding his helmet under his arm, “Anyway, you guys still don’t have enough rings, right? We should probably get going before some clan takes them all,… Read more

Mio steps up and places the barrel of her armoured gun to Yrkki’s head.

Miru cocks her head, considering. “I suppose I’ll take you up on that answer. Although… define asshole.” she smirked, crossing her arms.

Yrkki looks around before he slowly approaches Maxwell. As he does he flips his sword around so he was holding the blade and the hilt was facing Maxwell. “Let’s see what we have here.” He says to himself.

Maxwell watches him but doesn’t move till the handle of the sword was laying on his cheek causing him to flinch a bit.

Yrkki presses… Read more

Mio remains seated as she watches Yrkki approach.

Ryuuji glances up to Miru, “I suppose you’re right, clans are weird, but at least you know your friends wont kill you, unless your friends are assholes.” He sighed and rolled his shoulders back, “So the offer’s open if you’re not an asshole, anyway it’ll be hard to find rings at this point without killing someone, I could cover your back.” He… Read more

Miru laughed a bit to herself. “Clans are an interesting thing for a game that wants us to kill each other. I suppose, any alliance is.” she stretched and stood. “Anyways, I should be going…” she made her way towards the door.

Yrkki looks around and spots Maxwell but seeing that he was injured he lowers his sword.

Mio remains still, following only with her eyes.

Yrkki walk into the building Mio and the other two were in his sword drawn and ready to defend.

Mio hurriedly moved Jax to a saver area before crouching, trying to look like ornamental armour.

Ryuuji stretches out his arms and cracks his neck, “Friends…?” he repeats, “Not sure about that. Honestly, I don’t know what terms we’re on anymore. It’s a long story.” He sighs, absentmindedly polishing his gun. Rein nods in agreement, “Even I don’t know much about what they’ve been up to recently, all I know is the two of them formed a… Read more

“Friends of yours?” Miru asked, walking and leaning over the chain link fence. “Huh. Maybe following you isn’t such a safe idea.”

Maxwell looks to the door hearing footsteps and he pulls out a knife.

Ryuuji sighs, “…You’re that type of person, huh?” He walks toward the edge of the building and sits down, leaning his back against the fence. he takes off his helmet and mask, revealing his long dirty-blonde hair and rough face. He leans his head back, looking up at the sky, “Anyway, Rein, You got info, right? Anyone interesting in this… Read more

“It certainly was one of those, wasn’t it?” She replied, grinning. Miru leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. “I have some scores to settle, some money to make, and some fun to have. So- I guess I’m dabbling in all the fields. Hands in more than one pot of honey and all that.”

Ryuuji shrugs, “I was in a clan once.” He murmurs. Rein tilts her head, “Desperate for what? Money, power, or fun?” She asks, “Or were you sucked in by accident? It’s always one of those things.”

Miru waved slightly, smirking. “I’m a stray. He told me I could come along.” Her eyes sparkled with amusement. “Beyond that, I suppose I’m the same as any of you. So desperate for something that I was willing to participate in a death game and not enough of a people person to be in a clan.”

Ryuuji turned back and glared at Miru, “I’m not sure about you,” he said, irritation slipping into his voice, “but where I come from, it’s seen as rude to kill friends.” He turned his attention back to Rein, putting a hand on her head and scruffing her hair, “Anyway, how ‘ya holding up, kid? I’m glad you’re alive! How’s the gun?” Although his… Read more

“Miru!” Miru piped up startlingly loud. “Great, lovely that we all know each other. That way we’ll feel twice as terrible when we ultimately kill each other.” She crossed her arms, waiting for the two to recover from whatever ridiculous shock they were currently experiencing.

Ryuuji nods once and tucks his gun under his arm. Shortly, they reached the stairs to the roof, “Lets go.” Quickly, he scaled the stairs and opened the door to the roof. The second he stepped out, he faced the barrel of a gun, a young girl with black hair holding it. Ryuuji steps back a little and begins to reach for his gun, but stops his… Read more

Miru smirks. “Noted. I won’t teleport behind you.” she followed behind him, humming and running her fingers along the wall.

Ryuuji swiftly turns around and nods, “Fine. Then let’s get going. There’s another ring on the roof, I’m going to head straight over there, tag along if you want.” He lowers the gun and sighs slightly. “Though, it might not be a good idea to teleport behind me like that, I don’t want to reflexively shoot you or something.”

Miru crept around behind him and made her copy disappear, giving herself a few seconds before appearing and speaking again. “It’s something like teleportation. I sort of shift everything for myself and move on a separate plane of existence- it’s why I disappear.” she says, shrugging nonchalantly.

“I still don’t trust you.” Ryuuji says, then lowers his gun with a sigh, “…But if it’s a truce, fine. Right now I’m working my way up the building, just scoping things out.” His posture relaxes slightly, “I’m not after your ring, if you’re concerned about it. It’s yours. Tell me your Sigil and we’ll move on.”

“Just my mind and my knives, dear.” she opened her coat to reveal an array of knives, from switchblades to one nasty looking chef’s knife. “I don’t suppose you could, I dunno, not shoot me?” she concentrated on his phone screen, and pulled a bit of a switch. She wove an illusion that she remained standing in front of him, holding the image of… Read more

Ryuuji kept his gun pointed firmly at Miru, “Bullshit detected.” he murmured with a deep voice, “You’re lying, or at least not telling the whole truth.” He put his finger against the trigger, “I won’t answer you, and I don’t trust you. Now tell me, what weapons do you have?”

Mio nods at the message, sending back “be careful” before looking around the floor a little more.

“Hey now, no need to act hastily.” Miru flickered into veiw, holding her hands up as if in surrender. “I’m not here to cause trouble.” Not yet, anyways. “Are you on your own?”

Ryuuji feels his phone buzz in his pocket and pulls it out and checks his texts. “No. Someone else got it. They’re nearby. I’m heading over there now.” He turns on the in-game map and follows it to the rings location, arming his gun and pointing it in front of him defensively. Heading down a hall and turning a corner, he reaches the area where… Read more

Seeing the ring start moving on her phone she texts Ryuji “did you just get a ring?” before taking up a guard position by the door, looking like a statue of a samurai.

Miru ghosted along on a higher floor, grumbling to herself. She hadn’t run into a single other player- how boring…She had hoped that wandering the floors of the hotel would bring more folks to her, but apparently not. She activated her sigil and appeared to vanish, creeping towards the blinking dot on her phone that denoted a ring. It was… Read more

Maxwell nods some and closes his eyes laying his head back.

Mio slowly helps Maxwell into a chair “My name is Mio, the guy going upstairs is Ryuji”

“Maxwell” he says through gritted teeth from the pain.

“so er, what’s you name?” mio asks sheepishly.

Maxwell glares at her a bit but winces as well.

“sure” Mio says, helping Maxwell up.

“A good fighter knows how to jump someone from behind yet still kill them from the front.” Maxwell says as he weakly pushes himself up.