Intoxication [Erisia Harmonia - Eirinian Side]

Disgust and anger filled Kira Kira once she saw the corruption personally. The girl just wanted to charge towards whatever was causing this shit and rip it apart... but a certain someone wouldn't let her do it, not even in a million years.

"I appreciate that you are listening to what i say, for once." The Weapon sounded relieved, his owner was very stubborn and once set on something, it would be a miracle to change her mind.

"I don't want to fuck this up..." Her usual loud and excited tone was replaced by a serious and somber one, it was somewhat unsettling, even for Ketsueki who was linked to her.

Despite the shock, the weapon couldn't help but chuckle at his partner's response, he was proud of her. However there wasn't much time to ponder, the two would march at a steady pace while looking out for other allies. It didn't took her long to find someone, it was her...

"DANI!" She exclaimed before running towards the Wild Card for a big and tight hug "I'm so glad to see you again..."

Kira Kira:

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Every damn day was a repeat of one of three things for Cyrus Abaddon: he would either throw himself into helping with the rebuilding of damaged public Eirinian property, devote himself endlessly to researching the current events (and lately the whereabouts of Danielle and Kalyan), or use the powers of his Persona to help fight off incoming waves of monsters; it was all like some shoddily written survival horror story, except it hadn’t turned out to be as exciting or enticing as the man pictured it in his head back when it began. If it weren’t for the Sfalma he got to fuck up beyond all recognition, his frustration just might have gotten out of hand; it acted as a sort of venting chance for the scientist to change his rage and frustration into something useful. Thusly, when he heard another creep was putting Eirini’s central plaza in danger he was, aux contraire to what most people would feel, Cyrus was relieved. Ironic, considering all he wanted to do was protect Eirini and its people.

Cyrus arrived at the scene closely behind Kira Kira, minding his step so as to not trip over the cracked and deformed stone tiles.


How many times now had he been mobilized? He was and always would be one for doing the right thing and keeping those who would try to harm innocent people at bay, but Cyrus realized early on that this was no whimsical adventure or merry quest; no, this was a struggle for survival against an endless onslaught of monstrosities, and this time around there was no plot armor to be had. He had never been a man of very high morale to begin with, and anyone would be able to tell that the endless days of fighting for the continued existence of the colony he called home was beginning to take its toll on the white-haired man.

Finally, he saw the target up ahead, just past a duo of people he couldn’t quite make out from the distance. What where these civilians doing? They were gonna get killed!


It was only after he got much closer that he would successfully recognize the pair in front of him. As soon as he realized who they were, his pace slowed down significantly, and he simply remained lightly behind and watched as Kira Kira proceeded onward. He was glad, but… life had once again thrown all of his hard work out the window. He gripped Ouroboros with exceptional tightness; would it really be okay to just walk up to them? They hadn’t left off on the best of terms, and though he’d realized what the answer to the question he’d posed Danielle was while she was gone… it would still be a daunting task to talk to her about it.

Cyrus remained closely behind Kira, not initiating interaction with Danielle or Kalyan out of hesitation.

Cyrus Abaddon:

So Danielle was going to run away from their standing? If that was the case, then it seemed it would be up to Cyrus to be the bigger man and adopt a more relaxed attitude compared to the one he’d brought to the battlefield. He should be elated, after all; while he certainly was still frustrated, his end goal had been met in the end. It’s not like he was trying to take the glory. “Not even a nod of the head to me? Reeeeeally?” Cyrus would feign to be (too) upset as he put a hand on Danielle’s shoulder, walking past her and stepping closer towards the monstrosity “You know, you ought to treat people in the friend zone like the friends they’re supposed to be, not like exes. That's an insult to your exes.” This comment would be shortly followed by an earnest laughter, letting those who were familiar with him – such as Danielle herself – know that he was saying it all with a lightened heart. Of course, his feelings were much more complex than that, but the general sentiment wasn’t false, and like Danielle herself said: they’d have time to catch up later. He just didn't want her to be reprehensive about cooperating with him, and the first step to fixing that was letting her know as naturally as possible that he currently held (and never had held, really) any resentment.

As he got closer (though of course, still at a safe enough distance to ensure he wouldn’t be attacked while off guard), Cyrus could finally make out… or rather, make out the fact that he couldn’t properly make out what was in front of him. “Sooo… what exactly are you supposed to be? An interdimensional stripper on the world’s strongest drugs? Because to me you look like an interdimensional stripper on the world’s strongest drugs.” It was very basic taunting, but throwing stuff at the wall to see what stuck often started with the most basic of basics. Regardless, he would summon the bizarre winged humanoid that was his Initial Persona and get to work.