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[elegante_masks]

[Hooray! Did everyone enjoy their promptu swimming lesson?

... no?

Oh.

Well then.

At least there's land though, right? The weather's lovely too, a balmy ninety degrees with the sun shining brightly over the warm sand of the beach.

A sign is stuck at the edge of the beach. It reads "WELCOME TO THE GOLDEN SHORE! A new beginning!" There's a

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[getmesomewhisky]

[Xanxus manages to land safely on the shore, Jinx still on his back, and takes a look at that sign.

Which he can't read.

However, he does notice the bloody handprint and the pile of blood nearby. What the fuck is this shit?]

[elegante_masks]

[It's blood!]

[getmesomewhisky]

[THAT'S NOT WHAT HE MEANT.]

[elegante_masks]

[8D]

[standardpackage]

[Thank Mar for people that know how to swim, because otherwise Jinx would have been screwed and not in the good way

Also, thanks for that sign, or whatever the fuck it is, because Jinx can't read a word of it.]

Guess there's another fight comin' up?

[kazeyotsutaete]

[Well Jinx, there is another fight coming up for you.

Only it's probably not what he thinks it could be, as Roll stomps over to the elf as soon as she's on solid ground and... Without a single word, proceeds to deck him in the kidneys from behind.]

[standardpackage]

[No, Roll! Wait! You don't know what you're doing!

Well, not that he can actually see you, but still. It's far too late to actually do anything, so Jinx is punched square in the kidneys. Hey, at least it wasn't his nads or something.

Doubling over, Jinx grips his side moaning in pain.]

What th' fuck, Roll?

[kazeyotsutaete]

You said everything was going to be okay!

[Angry little girl robot is angry.]

AND THEN THE BOAT SANK!

[tachikhromatic]

[LET'S FIND OUT!

Musashi is all about exploring and moves to the interior of the island in a calm, happy four-point stomp, humming all the while. New place!]

Hellloooo?

[elegante_masks]

[There's no answer. The rubble is pretty devastating. It looks like there was a big fight here recently.]

[tachikhromatic]

[Musashi peers at the damage with digital eyes, carefully recording and examining every detail in beautiful HD clarity before moving on through the ghost town.

There has to be something here worth looking into...]

[elegante_masks]

[There are several red feathers scattered around, more as the Tachikoma moves inland.

There's ... something up ahead. Some great lumpy thing on the ground.]

[invincibleyknow]

[Once Asuka's certain that everyone has made it to the shore (or, well, done the best he could at doing so; he can't keep track of everyone after all), he turns his attention to what's -on- the shore. The beach itself is actually something familiar--all that sand reminds him of home, even if the water on one side and the rubble on the other is odd. But he's finally come to grips with having no idea what's going on, and that makes it easier for him to stride onward, determined to figure out where they've ended up.

Asuka's on his way to the rubble, ignoring the sign aside from its bloody handprint--anything interesting to find around there?]

[elegante_masks]

[A lot of rubble and dust.

And ... a feather.

A red one.]

[invincibleyknow]

[OH SHIT.

Asuka immediately looks up when he sees the feather, checking around for any of the demonic red flying things. He creeps closer to the feather, alternating between checking his footing and looking back to the skies, then kneels to pick it up.]

I really hope there are no more of those things around...

[elegante_masks]

[There are!

Actually there's at least a few dozen scattered around the immediate area.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela was already there, thanks to an unknown helper named Jin. It had been a sudden and random teleport and she'd wound up crashing face first into the sand, nauseated and gasping for breath as she looked frantically for the others.

Covered in sand and grime from the fight, she scrambles to her feet, clothing relatively torn up as she staggers forward.]

[hangedsword]

[See this?

This is your hero, Mikaela.

A scrawny, unconscious, pitiful excuse for an ex-Reaper.

He'd say hello but he's unconscious and his face is shoved in the dirt anyway, so]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Oh God. She drops to her knees and oh so carefully rolls him onto his back, shaking hands gently brushing away the sand out of his face. She doesn't know who he is, but he saved her life.]

Hey - hey, are you okay?

[hangedsword]

[Sorry Mikaela, but you're not getting a reply anytime soon. He's out cold.

Transporting himself here is one thing. He can handle that.

Transporting himself and three other people is a totally different thing.

Jin is just going to lay here and snooze a while]