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thatothercosplayer · 7 years

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Kyusha bounded over the rooftops, stylishly leaping over obstacles in her way. Yeah, she could jump a bit harder and just cross several rooftops but where’s the fun in that? Awesome parkour sequences have always been something she felt make a competent action scene feel more intense.

A nice side tracking shot showing the silhouette of the jade heroine doggedly making her way across Akibahara’s skyline would definitely help here.

Hikaru could only look down and shake her head. “Come on, chief! This isn’t no time to show off! We’ve gotta catch that guy!”

“Come on, let me have a little fun for once!” Kyusha called back, but the bird had a point. So, she took one hard step and launched into the air, closing quite a bit of distance between herself and the mysterious assailant.

The chase quickly came into a head on top of the GiGo arcade building.

“Alright, you...time to give up the chase!” Kyusha had already brandished the Neurevolver, and was aiming it at the would-be sniper.

He was facing away from our intrepid duo. He was wearing a combat vest, and underneath that military fatigues done up in urban camo (which was rather wild and colorful). The rifle he’d been using was slung up on his back- but it wasn’t any make Ikura had ever seen. A full face hood and gloves were being used to hide his identity.

Reaching up, he took off the mask and gloves, tossing them aside. As he turned around, it revealed...to be another bird-person!? His

“What?” Hikaru asked. “I wasn’t aware of any other Raptoroids on this part of Earth!” She cried out.

“I’m no Raptoroid, you mewling quim.”

Hikaru flared her wings. “You shut your piehole, guy!”

For a moment, there was naught a word uttered; the only sounds were those coming from the streets below.

The assassin took a step forwards. “I am a proud Zyuman...not some filthy alien who thinks she owns this town,” he hissed, leering at Hikaru. His down was inky black, smoothly set against his sharp figure. Not a single feather was out of place; his eyes, sharp and narrow, being a gold rivaling that of Hikaru’s armor. His beak was long and sharp, being only a few shades lighter than his feathers. Overall, he was a sharp fellow. Indeed, he was quite the sharpshooter.

“I wanna hit him. Can I hit him? We should hit him,” Hikaru said, already flexing her digits.

Of course, her boss wasn’t quite ready for that, so she held her other arm out to stop her. “Who are you? Why are you attempting to kill me?” Kyusha demanded, stepping forward and moving to pull the trigger on the Neurevolver.

“My name is Karasu,” he replied, curling up his talons into a mock gun and acting like he was shooting the others. “But you can call me the Black Reaper...” He laughed, twitching his neck a bit and looking at the two sideways.

“Man...so much edge I feel like he could cut me on it. No wonder he’s so sharp,” Kyusha mused.

“Indeed. I have already risen to fame in the underworld....and it seems my reputation preceded me. I received an offer I just couldn’t refuse....you have quite the pretty price on your head, Miss Ikura. You do answer to that, right?”

If birds could grin, Karasu definitely would. “Someone doesn’t like you....they made that very clear in their letter to me. How old fashioned, hm? I prefer to arrange my jobs digitally....much more convenient. But...it was part of the charm. Would you believe the price he set forwards?”

Karasu turned his back to the pair, looking down on street below. “1,337,133,713,370 yen. A rather peculiar number, but more than enough for me to retire and find a nice place to roost and shoot clay pigeons. Or...perhaps try some human wine.” He chuckled.

“Just get to the point already!” Kyusha barked, pulling the trigger. In the blink of an eye, Karasu had whipped out his sniper rifle, firing a shot that met the Neurevolver’s blast and dispersed it.

“Oh, touchy. Patience, miss. I am getting there.” Karasu held his rifle up, leaning it on his shoulder. “’Get it done with, make it quick,’ he insisted. With the amount he promised...how could I refuse? And now, to see my target, but also a potential trophy? Hmhmhm.....I’m thrilled.”

“So, like, do you assassin guys always exposit like this? We’ve been standing here for a while now.” Hikaru blurted out, bored out of her skull.

Karasu paused, then laughed. “Of course....inferior alien scum like you would be impatient, wouldn’t you?”

“Hey! You leave her race out of this!” Kyusha shouted, dashing forwards and going to roundhouse Karasu. He stepped back, her foot missing his beak by a hair’s breadth.

“He’s fast,” Hikaru said in amazement. “Those kind of reflexes...”

“So you noticed, hm? I honed my skills well. But....for it to just end like this....there’s no fun in it. So...how about a game?” Karasu squatted, looking between Kyusha and Hikaru.

“I’m listening,” Kyusha began.

“My first rule...come alone. I want a duel. No seconds, rooftop aids, or anything of that sort....a fair shootout between two aces.”

Kyusha held a finger up. “Actually, I’m not asexual, I kind of enjoy se--”

Karasu whipped his wrist, and a feather fired out from his wing. It covered the approximate area Ikura’s mouth was on Kyusha’s helmet, and somehow that muffled her speech.

“Your jokes can wait. Now...as for the terms....I do quite enjoy my life. So...we shall use these.” He held up two discs with crossheir patterns on them. “One shot in the bullseye of this will administer a shock to the wearer that will knock them unconcious, allowing the victor to do as they please afterwards.”

“But wouldn’t that just mean you’d kill chief if you won?” Hikaru pointed out again, poking holes in Karasu’s attempts to be mysterious and cool.

“Silence, girl! Your ilk already pollutes this blue planet enough!” Karasu shrieked, leveling his rifle at her. “Your wings may resist my rounds....but I doubt your pretty little face will.”

“Mhhfhfmmfhf,” Kyusha said, moving in the way.

Karasu laughed. “Oh, how predictable! A righteous, selfless leader. Just a facade. He told me all about you.”

Kyusha stomped, and she ripped the feather off. “Okay, I’ve had enough of this bullshit. For fuck’s sake- you’re not cool, you’re not mysterious, you’re annoying.”

She spun the Neurevolver once and aimed at Karasu’s head. “We either duel here and now or I blow your stupid bird brains out! ...no offense, sweetie.”

“None taken,” Hikaru replied, shrugging.

Karasu stood up, blinking then nodding. “Very well then! Our duel shall begin now!”

“I’ll provide the location change!” Kyusha shouted, rushing Karasu and tackling him off the building.

Quite suddenly, the two were in an abandoned storehouse area, and it was broad daylight. Crates had sporadically been placed about to provide waist-high cover. Karasu tossed Kyusha off of him, then took to the skies, putting a bit of distance between himself and the metal warrior. He landed on the other end of the lot, resting his sniper rifle on his shoulder. “There is only one way out, here- death!”

Kyusha stood up, dusting herself off. “We’ll see about that!”

Hikaru was just kind of there. “So, uh, what do I do now? Not quite used to this yet, chief.”

“Go scout around. Make sure he doesn’t have any friends placed on the rooftops.”

Hikaru saluted, then took off. The two really were alone now.

After a quick Mode Change back to Alpha, Kyusha readied the Neurevolver. This would be a bit tricky; he had far more ranged capabilities than she did. To get any effective shots at this distance, she’d have to get up close- Karasu was about 500 meters away.

“Game...” Karasu said, kneeling down and setting up his rifle.

“...start!” Kyusha responded, rolling behind cover as he took his first shot. She popped up, firing several shots in response, even if they were ineffective.

She peered over her cover just enough to get a visual on Karasu; he was confidently exposing himself, knowing he had the advantage. “What a cocky corvid, that card,” she muttered. She brings two fingers up to where her temple would be.

“Hyper Scan!” She shouts, which earns a shot that grazed her shoulder. Sparks flew and she fell back a bit, but grabbed the crate to make sure Karasu stayed in sight.

Her visor lights up, a bright pink line scanning back and forth across it. Inside Kyusha’s helmet, the built in computer systems begin analyzing Karasu; more specifically, his rifle. Streams of data scroll up the far right side of her vision, random lines coming out of the mass of words now and again to point out a significant feature of the weapon. Reticles ran back and forth over it as smaller windows opened up, zooming in on the highlighted traits before everything finally closed and a new window opened, with all the specs that were really relevant to the fight.

3A613 Long-range Enemy Eradication Kannon (L.E.E.K) Scope distance: 10,000 Km at max zoom Firing range: 20,000 Km at max velocity C͉̝a̢̤͍̘̮̞͇l̪̥̕i̶̯͇͓̪b̸e̺̜ͅṟ̼͈̤̬̦ͅ: ̛̗͉͈̳̮2̴̘̦̱̲̻ͅ3͏͉̺̞̠̞̬̳4̨̣̮̤8̤̪̫̲͔͚͎9̵͔̞̳̝͙2͢3͎̘̻̞̝̩̦5̘̥̝̠9͍͙̯͠8̖̺̥̘̫ D̶̯̦̜̯͖̭̙͎͢o҉̯̭̪̲̱̘̤̣͢ȩ͙̀s̷͕͉̮ ̤͍̱ͅi͔̗̣͉̳͡t̬͙̀͞ ҉͍̳͉͍̖̘h̢͉̥͢u̸̹͓̰̯̠̦͇͜r͈̭̙̟̭͝t̳̳͙̦̘ͅ:̮̹̯ ̶̛̦̗̱͖̟͘f̗̼u̟̠̯̖̖̺͇ ̧̙̦̞͎̝͖̜̤c̛̞k̤̰̮͉̯ ̨̡͎̟̖͙̪̮͙k̪͚̬͘y̩͙͈͕̙e̷̱̻͜͠ ̡̨͎̝̣͞s̺͇͕̼̠̹͝ͅ ͇ͅ

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Kyusha’s visor began showing error messages, new windows opening up and completely blocking her view. “Shit!” She yelled, punching the crate.

Setting the Neurevolver by her foot, she brought both her hands up and pressed two concealed switches, causing the helmet to unlock with a hiss and release steam.

Ikura tossed the helmet aside, which rolled a bit before coming to a stop and sparking, small electric pulses running across it before the visor stopped glowing. “What the hell...I coded the OS myself, this shouldn’t be happening!”

She grit her teeth.

Things were looking bad, and the duel had only just begun......

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