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[A certain almost!yandere alien is looking for something that could be used as a target. He's been slacking off his marksmanship since he got here... not that he really needs it. You can probably find him peering around, pointing the tip of his umbrella at things - even people - and sighing dramatically.]

My, my. There's nothing useful here.

Warnings: The saying that a group of four Yato mercenaries equals about to one Japanese army. Blood. Fighting. Death.
Dream Effects: The searing heat of sunlight burning.

( Under my umbrella... )

[Kamui liked this darkness thing a lot. He doesn't need to cover himself up so much, and the fog reminded him of his homeworld.]

So! I wonder what this means~. I'm excited. The fog was a lovely touch, but what was with the creepy lady? A bit dramatic, aru?

[He sighs before smiling again.]

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So I hear there is lots of destruction going on!
How exciting! Too bad it's a random act, and not someone displaying their strength...

...Anyways! If you need any heavy lifting, ask me! Or any type of destroying, smashing, fighting in general. My Yato blood is as, well, bloody as ever, and I'm bored.

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[He taps the Dreamberry with his umbrella handle, making sure it was on.]

So! That explosion was pretty cool, eh? Personally, I'm more of a hand-to-hand kind of guy, but I guess strength is wherever you can find it, right?

[He smiles, highly amused.]