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"Well, I know that he's really... uh... persistent."
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Yeah, their chances were great.
"Oh, and from what I saw, it looked like he's able to generate combustible matter and... Well, I suppose the easier way to explain it is that he can make explosions. Or make other things explodey. If we can outsmart him, I'll bet that maybe we can also find a weakness of his while we're at it!"
Simple on paper, but destructive when applied in reality. Like most Esper powers, like the Railgun when you'd describe her ability as "electrical manipulation" and nothing more.
When Worst would get against the wall and ready herself, before presenting a question. Now didn't really seem like the time, especially considering the likelihood of an enemy being nearby to listen to it, but far be it from her to do something as rude as ignore a question, or anything more than that, riiight?
"Oh. Well, basically, I'm a teleporter, though my specialty is more... teleporting other things. I focus on what to specifically teleport with this handy thing," she whispered, gesturing towards the flashlight in her hand, before positioning herself behind Worst against the wall, "... Just watch this."
And then with that, moving in front of Worst as though intending to make an active move to defend her as a self-proclaimed bodyguard for once, Musujime would rush from out of the alley and face the corner that Worst was facing, tightly clutching her flashlight like it was her best weapon, whilst holding multiple corkscrews between her fingers for support. And from there, it all went downhill.
From Musujime's perspective, the only thing she had in sight was... tread marks on the ground? Yeah, tread marks... as though some kid had ran nearby and left a mark on the ground with his sneakers, or hell, maybe it's an invisible, miniature tank that was rolling around, though further observation had her see that the marks stopped just several inches away from her. She kept her guard up, wondering what those mysterious marks were, or where they had come from. No sign of the man tho--
BOOM!
An explosion, its origin coming from the space right in front of where the marks on the ground had stopped, would suddenly ring out, the sheer force of it knocking Musujime several feet back, her body hitting the ground rather roughly and skidding a few more inches before halting with that. If the explosion itself didn't knock her out, the rough landing of head on concrete certainly did. She went out without a sound, and from there, the man named Yoshikage Kira would suddenly appear from beyond the corner.
"No weakness, girl," he said, looking in the direction of Musujime's unconscious (and hopefully not dead) body, before quickly diverting his attention right back to Worst.
The mysterious, poltergeist-like presence that Worst felt alongside him was stronger than ever, if only because he was now so close to her and he was in the heat of the moment, having demonstrated his power. Now, not only was the outline of the figure more visible, Worst being able to more clearly make out the figure's humanoid shape with cat ears on it, she would also be able to see a faintly pink color scheme on top of it... like a pink gas contained in the shape of a cat-like human floating beside Kira.
"So there is a way out of this place, and all I have to do is find this Windowless Building... I thank you for the help... Your name was Misaka, was it?" Kira said menacingly, his eyes glaring right down at her, "But I'm afraid that even if you're from another world, I can't have any witnesses. You understand, don't you?"
And with that, the figure beside him began to move, raising its fist...
@Kaykay
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Yeah, their chances were great.
"Oh, and from what I saw, it looked like he's able to generate combustible matter and... Well, I suppose the easier way to explain it is that he can make explosions. Or make other things explodey. If we can outsmart him, I'll bet that maybe we can also find a weakness of his while we're at it!"
Simple on paper, but destructive when applied in reality. Like most Esper powers, like the Railgun when you'd describe her ability as "electrical manipulation" and nothing more.
When Worst would get against the wall and ready herself, before presenting a question. Now didn't really seem like the time, especially considering the likelihood of an enemy being nearby to listen to it, but far be it from her to do something as rude as ignore a question, or anything more than that, riiight?
"Oh. Well, basically, I'm a teleporter, though my specialty is more... teleporting other things. I focus on what to specifically teleport with this handy thing," she whispered, gesturing towards the flashlight in her hand, before positioning herself behind Worst against the wall, "... Just watch this."
And then with that, moving in front of Worst as though intending to make an active move to defend her as a self-proclaimed bodyguard for once, Musujime would rush from out of the alley and face the corner that Worst was facing, tightly clutching her flashlight like it was her best weapon, whilst holding multiple corkscrews between her fingers for support. And from there, it all went downhill.
From Musujime's perspective, the only thing she had in sight was... tread marks on the ground? Yeah, tread marks... as though some kid had ran nearby and left a mark on the ground with his sneakers, or hell, maybe it's an invisible, miniature tank that was rolling around, though further observation had her see that the marks stopped just several inches away from her. She kept her guard up, wondering what those mysterious marks were, or where they had come from. No sign of the man tho--
BOOM!
An explosion, its origin coming from the space right in front of where the marks on the ground had stopped, would suddenly ring out, the sheer force of it knocking Musujime several feet back, her body hitting the ground rather roughly and skidding a few more inches before halting with that. If the explosion itself didn't knock her out, the rough landing of head on concrete certainly did. She went out without a sound, and from there, the man named Yoshikage Kira would suddenly appear from beyond the corner.
"No weakness, girl," he said, looking in the direction of Musujime's unconscious (and hopefully not dead) body, before quickly diverting his attention right back to Worst.
The mysterious, poltergeist-like presence that Worst felt alongside him was stronger than ever, if only because he was now so close to her and he was in the heat of the moment, having demonstrated his power. Now, not only was the outline of the figure more visible, Worst being able to more clearly make out the figure's humanoid shape with cat ears on it, she would also be able to see a faintly pink color scheme on top of it... like a pink gas contained in the shape of a cat-like human floating beside Kira.
"So there is a way out of this place, and all I have to do is find this Windowless Building... I thank you for the help... Your name was Misaka, was it?" Kira said menacingly, his eyes glaring right down at her, "But I'm afraid that even if you're from another world, I can't have any witnesses. You understand, don't you?"
And with that, the figure beside him began to move, raising its fist...
@Kaykay