"You don't need to call me "sir Kent". Just call me Clark. I'm not a knight like you. I'm just some guy from Smallville, Kansas."

Turning to Ries, the farm boy looked into her eyes. She thought right, Clark was an earnest guy. His salt of the earth ways was clear to see as he stated his point.

"I might be just some guy, and you're a knight, but our goals are the same. We help people. I saw you need help, so I help. You'd do the same, right?"

Clark's eyes went back to the demon before again focused on the holy knight.

"She might have singled you out, but she's a threat to everyone here. If this multiverse theory is right, she could find any of us at any time. That's not good for anyone."
 
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"Hey, that's good singing. You have a really nice voice."

"Thank you," Azura replied, giving Miku a slight bow of her head.


"Your mother was a wonderful singer and writer if she taught you... and your sister was quite lucky..."

"In a way, yes, my sister is lucky. Though she had to do some unfavorable things. The words in that song are of a difficult choice she had to make. In a way, it's like a prophecy." Azura nodded once. She felt a bit more comfortable talking about her sister than herself and watched Joshua for a moment. She figured that he must be thinking of something a bit sad. Maybe it was her words that brought something up.​
 
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"Haha... that explains it because everyone has their special language to express themselves..."

Mine's killing baddies... but I won't say that...

"And yeah... my name's Blake Dormi..."


He could only smile in response with the whole music crew, it was nice to see some people coming together and making this whole trapped situation a bit better.

Wanting to get a bearing of his thoughts, however, Blake steps away to get that quiet time but notices someone by himself. Now that he thought about it, Blake figured he could talk to this other person, Jaffar, to pass time.

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"Oh hey, I couldn't help but see you by yourself, buddy. So yeah... hello!"

Well, Blake was trying at least.​
 
"Hmm...so my guess was correct," Joshua mused aloud while his eyes closed for a minute, recalling his mother and his home of Jehenna. After a moment though, he shook his head and smiled at Azura, "Sorry, was just remembering something from back home. Is your sister okay now?"
 
"Yeah, they don't exactly look like they're getting along too well," Domon answered the strange woman, in a slightly more serious tone of voice. "If only my friends were here too... We'd have broken out of this prison by now if they were," he boasted. He clenched his fist and looked longingly at his King of Hearts crest. If only they were here...

Domon would never say it out loud, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss the other members of the Shuffle Alliance. It had been quite some time since the end of the 13th Gundam Fight when he saw them last. He had been looking forward to seeing them again in the next fight, but seeing as he was stuck in this unfamiliar place, he wasn't sure if that was going to ever happen. Maybe they're here too, he wondered. The thought filled him with hope, but that hope faded as quickly as it came.

The young man took a moment to survey the small crowd in the room. He noticed a few people saying something about a "multiverse," and some others discussing their pasts. Eager to learn more about the situation he was in and to possibly find a way to get out of it, Domon found himself moving a little closer to Road and the others gathered around her. "What's all this about a 'multiverse'? Do you know something about why we're here?"
 
While the information Road was giving was interesting and helpful, Clark was worried, even though he was calm on the outside. Taking a deep breath, he looked at the demon.

"I'm not going to fight anyone, no matter what. You seem like you could help us, yet all you do is antagonize us. You and I don't see eye to eye, and we will come to an understanding, trust me. However right now? As much as I hate it. You and I? We need to work together. For everyone's sake."
 
Twisted Fate narrowed his eyes at Ali, slightly irritated from getting called Fatey again. He knew that Ali didn't know his name, but the least he could have done was come up with something else to call him.

"The name's Twisted Fate..."

He noted that Ali was trying to keep his voice down so that the scientists couldn't hear him. He already began doubting whatever Ali was planning. He reluctantly leaned in and spoke softly.

"Whatever plan you're thinking of, it probably won't work. That is unless you've got lady luck on your side. She seems to have left me a while ago..."
 
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"Haha... that explains it because everyone has their special language to express themselves..."

Mine's killing baddies... but I won't say that...

"And yeah... my name's Blake Dormi..."


He could only smile in response with the whole music crew, it was nice to see some people coming together and making this whole trapped situation a bit better.

Wanting to get a bearing of his thoughts, however, Blake steps away to get that quiet time but notices someone by himself. Now that he thought about it, Blake figured he could talk to this other person, Jaffar, to pass time.

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"Oh hey, I couldn't help but see you by yourself, buddy. So yeah... hello!"

Well, Blake was trying at least.​

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"..."

That poor attempt at conversation earned Blake silence and an icy cold stare. Jaffar wasn't a conversationalist but since the man thought of himself as nothing more than an emotionless corpse it was to be expected. Jaffar's icy cold stare gave Blake a look at his soulless eyes. A stare that would strike fear in the hearts of many.​
 
Jason rose a brow when he heard a rather gruff voice emerge from behind him.

"The hell?" He asked aloud before turning around, only to find an innocent-looking girl standing behind him. Jason was normally a dick, but not to little girls.

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Jason knelt down in an attempt to get on her level. It was something that Bruce often did to him back when he was a kid. Sure, he may hate Bruce, but he couldn't deny that the man was good at talking to people. Won him over, along with Dick and that new kid.

"Um, hi. Let's just say that it's hard to do, but fun at the same time. Also, I'm one of a kind." He said before reaching out to pat the kid on the back.

Okay, maybe he wasn't as good with kids as he thought he would be.​


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"That's what others say about me too~!" Cagliostro responds. "Except the hard-to-do part. I'm sure if you keep doing your job, it'll come naturally to you, and what's hard will become easy peasy~, just like me~!"
"Yeah, they don't exactly look like they're getting along too well," Domon answered the strange woman, in a slightly more serious tone of voice. "If only my friends were here too... We'd have broken out of this prison by now if they were," he boasted. He clenched his fist and looked longingly at his King of Hearts crest. If only they were here...

Domon would never say it out loud, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss the other members of the Shuffle Alliance. It had been quite some time since the end of the 13th Gundam Fight when he saw them last. He had been looking forward to seeing them again in the next fight, but seeing as he was stuck in this unfamiliar place, he wasn't sure if that was going to ever happen. Maybe they're here too, he wondered. The thought filled him with hope, but that hope faded as quickly as it came.

The young man took a moment to survey the small crowd in the room. He noticed a few people saying something about a "multiverse," and some others discussing their pasts. Eager to learn more about the situation he was in and to possibly find a way to get out of it, Domon found himself moving a little closer to Road and the others gathered around her. "What's all this about a 'multiverse'? Do you know something about why we're here?"

"If you have no friends here, why not make some new ones~?" Cagliostro suggests.

Cagliostro notes that Gundam man was contributing to the conversation about the 'multiverse', a topic believed to be but a mere theory.

"Multiverse? You mean the multiverse? You people sure know a lot... to the point of knowing of that..."
 
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Twisted Fate narrowed his eyes at Ali, slightly irritated from getting called Fatey again. He knew that Ali didn't know his name, but the least he could have done was come up with something else to call him.

"The name's Twisted Fate..."

He noted that Ali was trying to keep his voice down so that the scientists couldn't hear him. He already began doubting whatever Ali was planning. He reluctantly leaned in and spoke softly.

"Whatever plan you're thinking of, it probably won't work. That is unless you've got lady luck on your side. She seems to have left me a while ago..."

"Ain't luck in everything? I don't have any twisted plans or any to help us escape, but a possible way for us to gain the element of surprise. I just hope there aren't any sound amplifiers right now otherwise we're fucked. Anyways, do you want to hear the plan or do you want to sit here not trying to get lady luck to at least stack the odds in our favor ever so slightly,"
 
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"That's what others say about me too~!" Cagliostro responds. "Except the hard-to-do part. I'm sure if you keep doing your job, it'll come naturally to you, and what's hard will become easy peasy~, just like me~!"

Jason nodded and chuckled slightly at the little girl.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." He said. If there was one thing that Jason had a soft spot for, it was children.

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"..."

That poor attempt at conversation earned Blake silence and an icy cold stare. Jaffar wasn't a conversationalist but since the man thought of himself as nothing more than an emotionless corpse it was to be expected. Jaffar's icy cold stare gave Blake a look at his soulless eyes. A stare that would strike fear in the hearts of many.​

Jason would then glance up at Jaffar and cock a brow.

"Um... s'this guy dead?" Jason asked no one in particular.​
 

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"..."

That poor attempt at conversation earned Blake silence and an icy cold stare. Jaffar wasn't a conversationalist but since the man thought of himself as nothing more than an emotionless corpse it was to be expected. Jaffar's icy cold stare gave Blake a look at his soulless eyes. A stare that would strike fear in the hearts of many.​

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"So not so much of a talker, huh? Gotcha... You know, it won't kill you to at least smile? Just like how I'm smiling right now..."

Well, Blake was drawing some loose connections from Jaffar and some other assassins that usually gave him a cold shoulder for how he only targeted certain people to kill and his laidback and optimistic attitude. Even without weapons, Blake felt a bit nervous when speaking once met with that cold stare and dead silence, but he was managing to get his sentences out...

Jason nodded and chuckled slightly at the little girl.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." He said. If there was one thing that Jason had a soft spot for, it was children.



Jason would then glance up at Jaffar and cock a brow.

"Um... s'this guy dead?" Jason asked no one in particular.​

"I don't know... but he's breathing, so that's a plus."

Blake totally knew what he was talking about.​
 
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"So not so much of a talker, huh? Gotcha... You know, it won't kill you to at least smile? Just like how I'm smiling right now..."

Well, Blake was drawing some loose connections from Jaffar and some other assassins that usually gave him a cold shoulder for how he only targeted certain people to kill and his laidback and optimistic attitude. Even without weapons, Blake felt a bit nervous when speaking once met with that cold stare and dead silence, but he was managing to get his sentences out...



"I don't know... but he's breathing, so that's a plus."

Blake totally knew what he was talking about.​

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"Telling a corpse to smile isn't wise..."

Well... He spoke with a cold tone to his voice. His unflinching stare locked on Blake as he spoke.​
 
Zerberus then realized he was alone again... he got a sad look on his face. He then got an idea. He finds a piece of paper in his pocket and he had a pencil too. He sits down and begins to write his poem.

Life has always had its ups and downs,
A lot of times you can turn it around,
But there is one thing that you can change,
The way you lived it might not stay the same,

The times when you were young and pure,
The times when you were mostly immature,
You had a good life in those days,
But now you have a better one and it will stay that way,

You have a new journey up ahead,
You can do it alone or with a friend,
When you feel like the time is right,
Follow your path and follow the light.

By Zerberus

Zerberus then sighs. It's no fun to be alone...​
 
"I don't know... but he's breathing, so that's a plus."

Blake totally knew what he was talking about.
Jason glanced over at Blake before turning back to Jaffar. Jason then turned on his detective vision on his visor to be sure, which basically just allowed him to identify armed thugs in an area or electronic items, which were highlighted in orange, and to scan over any person's skeletal, muscle tissue, and skin. Though this was mainly used for examining crime scenes. This time though, he used it to check his vitals and cocked a brow at the results.

"Well, it looks like this guy is dead. Guess he's a ghost." Jason said blatantly.​

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Nothing changed with Blake's poor attempts at conversat-

"Telling a corpse to smile isn't wise..."

Well... He spoke with a cold tone to his voice. His unflinching stare locked on Blake as he spoke.​
"Or a zombie!"
 
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"Ain't luck in everything? I don't have any twisted plans or any to help us escape, but a possible way for us to gain the element of surprise. I just hope there aren't any sound amplifiers right now otherwise we're fucked. Anyways, do you want to hear the plan or do you want to sit here not trying to get lady luck to at least stack the odds in our favor ever so slightly,"
Twisted Fate closed his eyes and desperately tried to keep his calm after hearing that terrible pun. He let out a deep sigh and stared at Ali.

"Only two jokers in the deck, and I get dealt you..."

He let that remark sink in a little bit.

"Today isn't exactly my lucky day, pal. I can't stack the deck in our favor if I don't have my cards..."

...

"So, what's your plan?"
 
"Or a zombie!"
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"Uh... I'm pretty sure your statement about him being a zombie isn't accurate... He shouldn't be breathing... first of all, and secondly, he isn't rotting..."

Blake waved Jason off, being the expert of zombie fiction. The keyword here being "fiction." Returning his attention to Jaffar, Blake was seeing that this guy wasn't going to have it, but that didn't discourage the optimistic assassin from his initial goal in mind: getting people to smile!​

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"Telling a corpse to smile isn't wise..."
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"Well, that's just a bucket of sunshine and rainbows you've got there, huh? C'mon, do I have to give you a bit of guidance here?"

Blake smiled without a care in the world, stepping over to see if he could help Jaffar smile. This was totally going to work out well, right?​
 
"I'm fine, I just need to wait until I get my cards back. That's all..."

"Oh, I see," Kujou nodded. Hm, he wasn't sick? She silently pondered what else she could do for him in that case. She didn't have any cards on her. Unless her card to call her for tutoring counted. She highly doubted that was what he wanted, though.

Hearing the two start a secret little plan, Kujou listened intently. They spoke confusingly with stuff like jokers, decks, destiny, and the like, but she more or less got the point. They wanted to escape, and she agreed. She did her best to hide it, but wherever they were, it was scary. A ton of people she didn't know and caged like some sort of animal. Likely, the only reason she managed to act so calmly was that she had become so scared it reverted into tranquility. ...Relatively, at least.

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"I don't have your cards...but I'll do my best to help," Kujou affirmed. Glancing over at Twisted Fate, she once again thought about her own card. It probably wasn't what he wanted, and it served no purpose here. But maybe, just maybe...

"Does this help?" she asked, pulling out what looked like a homemade business card. It was very basic in design, featuring just her name, email, landline, and the word "Tutor" was printed above it all.​
 
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"Why thank you,"
I smiled, "And you seem to rely heavily on cards. Ever occurred to you that you can use words as a weapon?"

I then shook my head. "Sorry, getting off track, but the plan is for me to distract the scientists while you two tell others to see if their powers, magic, or whatever still work. Just make sure you crowd around the person as if you were chatting with them so those cameras," my eyes shifted to one of them, "won't see it, if they do, they'll be able to know some of our abilities. And yes, I know there's a chance they already know, but we gotta take a gamble. If it lands in our favor, we would gain the element of surprise if they decide to pit us against something or an escape opportunity presents itself. Oh, and get the others to spread the word excluding the glass punching crew over there," I

turned my head to the people still punching the walls."If we wield that double-edged sword right, then that lessens the chance of them seeing any of our abilities. Any flaws you see or objections?"
 
Rock sat there next to Ada and Linda silently for a few moments. He was tempted to reveal his profession, in order to break the ice between the three of them.

"I worked for a ....trading company, yeah, let's go with that." He said nonchalantly.​
 
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