[HH] What were you expecting? Hollywood? (Asteria & Milo)

[Raja]

Heavy, dark, filled with mist. It was hard enough to see in all of it, but even so... even so they should stick out. Which made it all the more troubling that she hadn't spotted them yet. Were they more rare than she'd imagined. She'd vowed to find one, to ensure it didn't run back into it's hole to hide and lick it's wounds. But here she was finding that all she could do was sit and pout, to whine that there was nothing to fight.

Her one outlet in a world revolving around being stuck in a reserve wasn't giving her anything viable to work with here. She was ancient, and treated like a child there. A child who got it's fingers whacked every time she reached for what she'd always been told was her's. Her purpose. And now it was forbidden.

So of course the Haunted House was a pleasant place to take out that stress, to find prey that couldn't go cry to the powers that be. No one would watch her or stop her in a wasteland that was left to the beasts and mists. It was perfect for a bit of hunting and practice. So long as she took care not to get too reckless it would work well enough.

...but she needed something, a target to make it of any use. And it seemed those humans had perhaps learned their place. What they should be afraid of.

Not that it was helping her at the moment. "Hmph."[/b A grumble escaped her, a bit childish as she let her chin rest between her hands. Looking around for an hour and not seeing a smidgeon of a target was troubling, and now she was just more cross about it. But she was tenacious at least, so after a moment the mare was back on her feet, moving again. Stalking through the mists as she looked for what had to be here... somewhere?

Chirigami

 

[chirigami]

With the portals finally being up, it seemed the perfect opportunity to partake in what Jerry had mentioned and travel through them. Milo hadn't really gone off the island since his awakening, besides getting ice cream but the trainee also found himself in the predicament of not really having vacational trips as an option. Missions though, there seemed to be a small list that allowed him to stretch his legs a bit. And there was one that seemed to sound exciting. Visiting the Haunted Mansion on reconnaissance.

It wasn't really a common occurrence in tokusatsu, the only 'creepy' building that he could think of was Castle Doren really, or like those summer festivals in anime when things went to the horror element with ghosts and stuff. Still, all the same. Sounded like it could be fun, so Milo signed himself up.

And soon enough, that's where Milo found himself somehow. Wandering in the fogs that surrounded the building and then through the old interior itself. It seemed just as it was called really, what one would expect when told of a haunted house and Milo was really not at all disappointed as he peeked into a few rooms here and there, observed the wooden nature of it and some of the broken glass. "Remember this place, aibou?" He asked his tengu partner, still in her unsummoned state; wasn't like he had spotted any real dangers besides some beams that didn't look like they would hold up for much longer.

< No. And don't call me that... > Was her curt little scoff of a response. It often sounded like he was bothering her while she was in the middle of something, what he had no idea. But, it was all in that tone. "Aaw, thought you could give me a tour or somethin' since we've just been.. going all aimless." Indeed, Milo had lost track of time by this point, just entering into rooms, looking around and going to some of the next ones.

And then, he spotted her. Or more of a flash of her as she disappeared around a corner, the long feathers of her wings catching his attention and thusly deviating him from his current trajectory. "'elooo ~" He called out, not so much the questioning greeting that often was said but an actual one to whomever he just saw; if anyone at all. Another Hunter? Or maybe one of these Halloween people he had been told about. Excitement levels rose. Finally, an encounter!

raja

 

[Raja]

One could only be entertained by the same seemingly endless hall so many times. As each turn showed a hallway not too unlike the last, with a door here and there. No sound echoed aside from her footsteps and the rustle of a breeze past shutters she passed on occasion. She was honestly about to try and find herself an escape when a new, unfamiliar sound drew her attention.

Asteria halted, glancing over her shoulder as she listened, waiting to see if there'd be more. Nothing. Just the remnants of the greeting called as she slowly moved to turn to investigate. What had she found? Or perhaps it was better to say what had found her, for certainly she was the only thing they could have seen, right? "Yes?" Was the reply he got as she slowly, cautiously moved around the corner.

She wasn't afraid, but they knew she was there. It could have been a trap, but instead of finding a weapon swinging down upon her found spotted the tell tale while jacket and found a smile sliding along her face, malice evident in it. Oh. A toy. "My my my... what do we have here?" At least Milo didn't have a kick coming at him, but she certainly wasn't intending to talk happily with some little hunter.

Not at all.

chirigami

 

[chirigami]

When Asteria rounded the corner and presented herself in front of the brunette, his lips pursed together in a thin line and his eyes narrowed slightly. As if skeptical. Confused. And unsure really. This lovely looking lady looked so... normal. Even aside from the impressive wings upon her backside, otherwise, she kind of looked like, "cosplay....?" Though from what, he didn't know. (Hm. Aa! Megami-sama, maybe?). But why would one be running around when this was detailed as a Haunted House and a bridge between worlds or something. (That's what he read, right?)

This couldn't be someone from Halloween, could it? It was pretty disappointing if true (he'd already encountered such creatures that identified very clearly as monsters already, many of which had eaten him), and Milo let out a little hum as he continued to stare at the horsewoman before him. Even as she seemed to not be pleased one bit by his general appearance. That gained a raised eyebrow and a brief stroke of his chin before he replied. "What we have?" His tone was edging on mischievous and a smirk began to break upon his lips at such a question. "A great champion of Justice, Milo Hale." He honestly spun on his heels and performed a Gokai Silver pose for dramatic effect. Koume sighed.

"And you lovely wahine?"

< Aho, I don't think the pleasantries and the show are a good idea. She seems hostile >

Nonsense, "Don't think you could be one of those Halloween people yeah? You look nothin' like a monster or anythin'" Milo almost laughed. Okay, he kind of did. 'cause seriously, no way!

< Aho... meji de.... >

raja

oh good, he rolled low 'cause he wasn't planning on attacking yet xD

 

[Raja]

The words that left his lips didn't make sense. The concept wasn't one she knew of, so the horseman only stood, tilting her head. Was this a new way they were describing them now? A new categorization? She wasn't entirely sure, but dwelling on what a human thought of her wasn't going to help deal with this.

Besides. She could just get rid of him.

He did finally reply to her... in another odd way that literally did get him something of a jaw drop. A full on spinning pose as he proclaimed himself a champion of justice. What, in the end of the world was he doing? No. Honestly. This was not how one, who supposedly was meant to fight her kind, introduced themselves. He had to have one, or several screws loose. Unless... unless this was some form of a warm up for an attack? Even if he was seemingly polite with his words, and perhaps confused as to what she was. Well... he had to know she was an enemy, right?

Hunters were a peculiar bunch though. This much, she was sure of.

"No, I am not of the Halloween town." She replied, shifting from gawking to preparing to launch an attack at him. "I go by Asteria, a one of those the world has tasked with bringing the apocalypse. A far more noble kind indeed." She replied, a smile curving along her lips briefly before the mare leapt forward and swung a fist at Milo, hoping to knock him off his feet and gain an advantage of some sort.

"You humans adore giving yourselves titles, don't you, Milo?" At this point the tone was mocking as she prepared herself for a potential counter from the boy.
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HP: 40/40
Action: Attacking
Damage Done: 5
FEAR: T1 Battle Cry // T2 Swift Strikes

Chirigami

 

[chirigami]

< I WARNED you, why don't you listen to me, gaaah, you bakayaro - >

But Milo wasn't really listening to her rant either (it was still going), he'd just taken a good solid punch to the face and was reeling backwards from the surprise. "Woah woahwoah." It wasn't enough to knock him off his feet, but he did stagger backwards a fair distance and almost drop but he managed to not hit the ground.

"Quite a punch," he hissed lowly as he rubbed at the spot of contact, the FEAR shield had taken the brunt of the attack but it didn't mean it didn't sting.

< Don't compliment her.... >

It was interesting hearing the agitation in Koume's nagging voice, for once hearing it not directed... exactly at him, but for many parts at the female before him. Milo still didn't exactly know what she was exactly, beside being not a Halloween person. There should have been a clue there, but the bringing of the end of the world was so vague; how many super villains wanted that? So many.

"I dunno, wahine," there was still a grin on his face despite the punch, as Koume appeared in his hands. "You kind of gave yourself a pretty nice title yourself, ya? Bringer of the end of the world ~" With a flourish (really to show off), Milo began to spin the naginata in his hands and and then took a running leap forward, taking the spin into a forward slash.

Normally, he didn't like to hit girls but well, she had punched him. "They're pretty awesome to have, even if you gotta create them yourself."

Quote:

hp: 35/40
action: attacking
damage: 8
charge: 1/3 || 1/2

raja

slow tag is slow