LoopyPanda
Black Jacket
Mysterious Manor – The Room of Eden
"Considering how much we had to bust our asses so Detective Goku didn't kill us, it had better have been for something," Berserk grumbled. "At least we have a better grasp of their plan now. We were already thinking of taking the King down, but now stopping him is way more urgent than before."
"Hart isn't as much of a threat without her Coin Gauntlet, so I could see her being a prime target... that's if she hasn't gotten a replica." Bernkastel wondered who Vortex Man was since she had never come across the superhero in person at Reflection City; just someone in armor from the hero group he was leader of and they didn't seem all that chatty. "Not that I'd worry over her well-being that much, but if having gotten her evacuated ruined their plans, I can live with it. The rest of the answers we need so far eludes me still..." she placed a hand over her mouth in deep thought with the other mysteries surrounding the Red King's primary objective, among other matters. When Lucifer offered his opinion on what she had shown everyone, her empty eyes flickered up at him with a vengeful glint.
"If there is anyone in this realm that is going to drag the Voice down from his disgraceful throne, that glory shall be ours. Forget negotiations; I'm going to get what I seek by force if I have to. Looks like this is going to be an arms race of interference after all; it just won't do if the King beats us to him," Bern said with a contemptuous half-smirk. "It may not be for centuries, but we'll surely reach the moon our own way. But we can't even think of how to go about that until we survive this whole ordeal, and fix the mess that has become our reputations." Making a tight fist around the sea glass, she pressed her lips into a thin line, clearly fighting off something at the edge of her mind. Bernkastel's voice remained defiant if yet bordering on a resigned exhaustion. "I won't stop moving forward... I can't. Not until that day is reached."
"Hmph, guess there's always going to be someone vying to be at the top of the food chain. But where's the fun in that if it only goes to one person? I wanna take on all kinds of fighters-- just one guy ain't enough!" Berserk stated. "Maybe you'll be counting me in on fighting that Voice guy someday. But if the King's going after Vortex Man, that's troublesome for me since I intend on getting a good fight outta the hero groups around here. So, if you (Nia) can't pinpoint the hive as well down here, whaddo we do?"
"Perhaps splitting up again would be a bad idea... but we haven't much time to debate on what to do. See?" Bern pointed towards the widening cracks on the floor before glancing back up at Spina. "Something is getting closer to us."
"Considering how much we had to bust our asses so Detective Goku didn't kill us, it had better have been for something," Berserk grumbled. "At least we have a better grasp of their plan now. We were already thinking of taking the King down, but now stopping him is way more urgent than before."
"Hart isn't as much of a threat without her Coin Gauntlet, so I could see her being a prime target... that's if she hasn't gotten a replica." Bernkastel wondered who Vortex Man was since she had never come across the superhero in person at Reflection City; just someone in armor from the hero group he was leader of and they didn't seem all that chatty. "Not that I'd worry over her well-being that much, but if having gotten her evacuated ruined their plans, I can live with it. The rest of the answers we need so far eludes me still..." she placed a hand over her mouth in deep thought with the other mysteries surrounding the Red King's primary objective, among other matters. When Lucifer offered his opinion on what she had shown everyone, her empty eyes flickered up at him with a vengeful glint.
"If there is anyone in this realm that is going to drag the Voice down from his disgraceful throne, that glory shall be ours. Forget negotiations; I'm going to get what I seek by force if I have to. Looks like this is going to be an arms race of interference after all; it just won't do if the King beats us to him," Bern said with a contemptuous half-smirk. "It may not be for centuries, but we'll surely reach the moon our own way. But we can't even think of how to go about that until we survive this whole ordeal, and fix the mess that has become our reputations." Making a tight fist around the sea glass, she pressed her lips into a thin line, clearly fighting off something at the edge of her mind. Bernkastel's voice remained defiant if yet bordering on a resigned exhaustion. "I won't stop moving forward... I can't. Not until that day is reached."
"Hmph, guess there's always going to be someone vying to be at the top of the food chain. But where's the fun in that if it only goes to one person? I wanna take on all kinds of fighters-- just one guy ain't enough!" Berserk stated. "Maybe you'll be counting me in on fighting that Voice guy someday. But if the King's going after Vortex Man, that's troublesome for me since I intend on getting a good fight outta the hero groups around here. So, if you (Nia) can't pinpoint the hive as well down here, whaddo we do?"
"Perhaps splitting up again would be a bad idea... but we haven't much time to debate on what to do. See?" Bern pointed towards the widening cracks on the floor before glancing back up at Spina. "Something is getting closer to us."