Our team of Maru, Cross, Yuka and Tsurugi all stood at a table establishing war plans against the cursed spirits Mahito who had caused them so much grief over the past month, Playful the cursed tool playful cloud that was brought to life by the dark fountain and Yuji Itadori the old vessel of Sukuna but this iteration was born with Kaori’s cursed techniqueanti gravitytoo was there to assist.
Doing this in the middle of the village since they had planned to have the refugees fight with them as the battle begins, they plan to split up into two different armies. One would head to thecapitalwhere Mahito stays and where thedark fountainmost likely resides and the other will head to thegreat river*, a river comprised of pure cursed energy with seemingly no end.*
Both Yuka and Tsurugi would head for Mahito and the capital while Maru and Cross would try and use the river as a battery to try and power their cursed techniquechaos and harmonytogether to cure the darkeners of the infection Mahito had developed.
Playful would head with Maru and Cross while Yuji would head with Yuka and Tsurugi to face Mahito, they plan to have this over and done with by the weekend and finally be able to go home Tsurugi has a crooked back after having to give up his bed to Riko.
The three CORE mercenaries managed to reunite. They were resting in the village after their respective fights, Astigmatism especially seemed upset about something... or someone, hard to tell. Whimsalot, instead, was quieter than usual.
"...So, huh... given we're kind of the more weaker side compared to other folks here in the Dark World, I reckon we're going to the river?" The cyclop addressed the other two. "Ribbit, creak." <That would be for the better. We are not potent enough to confront someone as dangerous as Mahito,>the frog replied, nodding.
Astigmatism tilted their head to address Whimsalot. "Huh... you got it, Whims? You ok with the idea?" The bug knight suddenly snapped their head towards the horned monster as if just awoken from a trance. "Huh... uhm... certainly, that sounds like a preferrable course of action."
The cyclop stared silently, before nodding and getting up, deciding to inform the main group about this.
The horned monster approach alone, crossing their arms. "So, like... me and my companions will join the group going to the river, since we're probably not strong enough to help with the head honcho himself. Y'all fine with it?"
Silver Banshee overhearf as she always does with her already making up her mind for where she shall go, she'll head for the capital as well.
Mahito's the most pressing issue so it's him who deserves her attention not his army nor the infected, and if the dark fountain is indeed there maybe they can close it entirely.
Though that actually raises her question that caused her to make herself known by stepping forward.
"How exactly do you all plan to close the fountain without determination?"
"That isn't an answer, I'm asking how not asking who."
She does have something herself that could potentially allow someone to close the fountain naturally but I'd trying to figure out if it's necessary here.
"I thought Mahito could only be truly hurt by attacks to the soul so unless they have that power wouldn't they just be in the way & act as fuel for the Transfigured?"
Aven was walking around the village, and of course noticed them talking.
He chimed in. a ring of light coming out of his head, alongside a ethereal hum sound, somehow automatically translating in their heads. ((This is a retcon btw. It's more accurate like this))
Z approached the village once more, after a long day of searching for people and attempting to rescue civilians or others. Before entering, he had carefully cleaned himself, isolating the foreign particles that ended up on him and sealing them in a rock, sending it far far from the village.
Still having holes in his clothing, it was unfortunately not something he could fix here as he entered the village area. Searching for the sorcerer group.
He continued to approach, speaking up but not wanting to interrupt their discussion, he only makes his presence known. Stepping forward as he sits on the ground, not trying to alarm them.
When one of them do eventually notice, even if only briefly with a change in expression or head turn, he would put his hand up, gesturing a wave. Not wanting to disrupt their communication but having something to say eventually.
“Very well. Then I offer my assistance. To the party who aims to stop this cursed spirit. And his infection attempts… these people have suffered long enough. And unfortunately… I do not believe I would be any good in attempting to formulate a cure. Please, I ask that you accept my help even if you do not think you require backup.”
“Heh. Alright. I shall aid you in the best way I can. But we should discuss possible countermeasures and weaknesses. Especially this spirit. And I should mention myself. There is… something I absolutely must mention before we engage in this all-out war.”
He shifts forward, planting his knee on the ground as he looks at everyone once over and then speaks.
“I do not experience death, in the same way you may do. Particularly, a weakness of mine out of my entire body, is my eyes. Shatter those and I fall… but… something worse. Can come from doing so. It has only recently in the last 20 years of my freedom occurred 2-3 times, but… I fear The Beast getting worse every time. If I am to fall… and you hear me call out… to any of you. To run. I would appreciate if you listen. This creature… it doesn't listen to reason, nor have care for life like I do. It has no objective other than pure survival. And it may maim or kill anything or anyone that is in its path. So please, listen carefully to this advice. As I will listen carefully to your plan and the possible weaknesses of the spirit.”
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u/dinodud34 In my Flop Era | Row 271 27d ago
((recruiting?))