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[Macha]

Lush trees, green grass, a couple of violets just starting to come up--an amazing view. It's really a perfect place to relax.

Or, well, it would be, if there wasn't a gigantic heap of god-knows-what piled in the middle of the clearing. Broken machinery, scrap metal, street signs, the odd old rusted-out car... whoever the hell did this must have had some kind of time on his hands. Or severe psychological issues.

...Or both.

Dare you investigate?


((this makes what, five people now who've tried their hands at this guy? D: ))

[Louis]

Curious, the red mage approached the pile to examine it.

[Macha]

It seems oddly sturdy for something so... well, junky.

That, and the door of one of the higher cars is slightly ajar. Hmmm~

[Louis]

"Intresting..."

The red mage waved his hand. The door glowed for a second, then was closed.

[Tayl]

{{oh my god
oh my god
oh my god}}

Tayl looked at the giant junk heap.

"Hm...I wonder if there's anything valuable in here..."

[Macha]

A booted foot kicks the door open again.

"Factor with this heap and ya factor with me," grumbles a tenor voice from inside the car, slightly hoarse but entirely meaning business.

Ohhhh dear.

((goin to hell brb))

[Louis]

"There's someone inside...?"

The red mage climbed up to the car a peered inside.

[Exuro]

Exuro, not wanting to end up being the one getting surprised by some sort of hell demon that would inevitably pop out of the car, was simply watching the others from the ground using the scope of his Sniper Rifle.

[Macha]

A pair of rather annoyed-looking gold eyes stare back at the mage, though the left is bruised and kinda squinty, which sort of derails the whole effect. The rest of the guy isn't in much better shape; looks somewhat like Jesus dropped a car on him he's been through the wringer once or twice. Still doesn't look like anyone you'd particularly want to mess with, though.

"...This heap ain't built for 2, yoctogram. Make like an exponent and get the hell outta my logarithm." :U


((I deserve to be shot so bad for that D: ))

[Kariya Koki]

A figure perched on the heap of trash, a completely apathetic look on his face.

"Well, look who it is. What are you doing in a place like this, Mister Heaper?" he asked, a smirk lining his face.

He appeared to be holding a lollipop in his hand.

[Macha]

"Depends. What brings you here?"

[Kariya Koki]

He shrugged.

"Not sure. I guess you could say without you around in Shibuya, my matrix was missing a value."

[Macha]

"Heh, looks like there's an attogram of sense in that head of yours after all."

[Tayl]

Tayl fell over, her brain unable to handle so many math terms.

[Kariya Koki]

"'Guess so. You really left the place in a mess when you bolted without a word, y'know. Konishi was ranting her mouth off about unneeded paperwork, or something... precisely why I stuck to the Harrier job."

He leaped off the heap.

"Yoshiro is in a knot, too. Amazing how you blocked the whole process with one action."