Once Keebo returned to the classmates with the infected Mikan, he looked among the other students.. They all seemed worried, afraid for their fallen friends... As he rested Mikan's unconcious body down as he looked around, taking in the area. With ease, he disabled the cameras, causing them all to go down.
Kazuichi: wait... You can do that? Keebo: My master had me do that a long time ago. I'd say... around.. a month ago? Possibly more. Kazuichi: What?! (YN) was stuck up in the locker room! Keebo: Why? Didn't any of you know? Kazuichi: Of course not! Chiaki: Both of you!
Both were cut off as Chiaki wiped a tear from her eye and helped everyone to their feet.
Chiaki: Try and get everyone else.. The other students are here, right..? Komaru: M-Makoto..? Keebo: They're all on this floor. With luck, we would be able to- "What is the meaning of this?!"
We all turned our attention to the source of the voice and Keebo was slightly relieved to see a familiar face...
Byakuya: Who are you? All of you?! Keebo: Togami! These are the other students that Master told you about. Please, get everyone else! We must gather and pull our knowledge together! Byakuya: Who are you to make orders at Me? My glasses alone cost more then every scrap of metal that comprises your being! Kazuichi: Aye! Making him wasn't cheap, dang it! Keebo: Enough! We have to- wait, where's Peko and Fuyuhiko?
As Keebo's attention returned to the hall, he saw the two students making their way through the hall. As he picked up Mikan's body and walked past Byakuya, Chiaki and himself tried to answer any question the Ultimate Heir may have for them...
Despite how their situation may have improved, the group didn't seem happy.. not remotely. Komaru wouldn't leave Mikan's side...
...
Mukuro: I.. still don't see why you let them get away- Junko: Because you're a stupid idiot! Duh. Now, lets see who was left behind~
The sisters made their way to the locker room and were surprised to see that the locker room seemed... empty.
Junko: Mukuro, go check who's in there. Mukuro: Yes Junko.
The soldier quietly walked into the very center of the room. As she looked around, she saw a figure that was shrouded in darkness and despair... As Mukuro prepared her weapon, the figure sat still, she waited for Junko's signal...
Junko: Gasp! It's... KAMUKURA! YES!
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Izuru Kamukura. Ultimate ...
Junko, seemingly ignoring any sign of danger, ran straight into Izuru, who merely waved his hand. However, the simple gesture was more then enough to move Junko and slam her into a wall, causing Mukuro to react.
Mukuro: Junko! Izuru: How boring.
Izuru stared blankly as Mukuro threw knives at him. However, he managed to dodge each and every one with an intimidating amount of ease, all while maintaining the unamused look on his face.
Mukuro stood between the threat and Junko with a dagger ready, glaring at the enemy with hateful and violent intent... Izuru didn't seem threatened. He hardly even seemed to be phased.
That was, until a fist knotted into Izuru's raven black knots and tugged on them, causing Izuru's head to arch back slightly as he winced, suddenly being picked up and thrown across the locker room. However, he caught himself and stood up right as his deep red eyes seemed almost mirrored...
Mukuro: (YN)..? Ikusaba: Shut the fuck up. As for you Hajime! Izuru: Who? Ikusaba: Your fucking HAIR! You look like an Emo Rapunzel! Izuru:... Okay.
Izuru suddenly appeared next to Ikusaba and passed him, taking one of Mukuro's guns.
However, something that surprised Izuru was the fact that Ikusaba's eyes seemed locked on him... despite his high speeds, Ikusaba was perfectly able to keep track and even race after him.
Izuru aimed the gun at where Ikusaba once stood, only for the gun to be grabbed and thrown away as Izuru was tackled by Ikusaba. As the two were on the ground, Izuru seemed shocked... even surprised.
Izuru: You.. Ikusaba: Will Die!
As his fist slammed down into the floor, leaving several cracks, Ikusaba took several jabs to the chest and stomach by Izuru, who kicked him off and stood up, waving his hand. The simple gesture alone seemed to launch Ikusaba, who caught himself and dashed straight for Izuru, striking fast enough to warrant Izuru usinh his bare hands and arms to block the vicious, violent strikes.
However, as Izuru finally caught one of the fists of Ikusaba, be turned it behind his back and raised it along his back, seemingly stunning him. As Ikusaba violently struggled back against him, Izuru simply applied pressure to his arm and sighed in disappointment.
Izuru: To think. You almost brought me elation. Ikusaba: Aha... Just you Wait!
Much to Izuru's surprise, Ikusaba jerked his shoulder down, breaking his arm in the process. While Izuru struggled to understand such a drastic action, Ikusaba swiftly turned back and landed an uppercut, making direct contact with Izuru as he stumbled back and hit the benches while Ikusaba fixed his arm.
Izuru: your arm.. what is the point in- Ikusaba: Simple. It caught you off guard.
The pairs of red eyes narrowed at each other as they recovered from any wound they sustained from the fight. Though both were more then ready to fight, and even kill each other, they both knee better then to rush in.
Before the brawl could continue, Junko grabbed the gun and fired it, smiling as she caught the attention everyone in the room.
Junko: Kamukura, Bae! Ikusaba, Bro! It's about time we got to business. Izuru: Business? Ikusaba: Is this about that dumb ass plan of yours? Junko: Insult it all you want, but I'M the one with the beauty and brains~ Ikusaba: Slut! Junko: Anyways, Lets go! Mukuro, make sure our big brother is hooked up to the device, I'll take care of the hunk~
Izuru remained unamused as Ikusaba stood up from the floor, watching Mukuro as she held out some sort of a device to her brother...
Mukuro: Here. Put this on. Ikusaba: What is it? Junko: A "Despair" Mask. Keep that on. That way, no matter how many times someone says the anti safe word, you stay. Ikusaba:... For an idiot, that's pretty smart. Junko: Oh, Oh, how your words wound me so!
Junko's hand cupped her own cheek as a cheshire like smile crossed her lips.
