<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

"I bet. You look like you can do things Roze would need three more personal growth arcs to manage," Yugi surmised. Beyond his deviant thoughts, he imagined Enju would be a very valuable observation target for his Sharingan. He was considering some candidates for something like that, but also believing he and Gojo were likely on the same page about something. Combat ability would likely be handled very soon, Yugi thought. As for Makima, she'd apparently filled only a quarter of that bucket... because she had self-control. "Is this the part where you admit to saving the rest for me? Because that's the part I'm hoping for," he quipped. A brief exchange about some guns occurred between the two women, settling on Makima offering only a single returned gun to Enju. Yugi began considering something else. "Shop," he muttered before addressing the white-haired woman again. "Vintage Roze, two guns. Annoying parasite that wants to control the body. Should be able to..." He trailed off there, leaving most follow-up thoughts in his head until a new question was asked ─ if it could be called a question. "I need... a piece of the parasite. Something with power in it."

Gojo was countered swiftly. Miko claimed a right to asking questions and using him as a resource, as a student should. A technically abusive train of thought like that was... perfectly fine with the blindfolded man, so he shrugged. "Can't argue with that! Gotta get paper from the ones who've got it!" he stated. Alas, it seemed Miko's question would be abandoned... or at least 'boxed' as she would put it. Another 'prisoner' was speaking, and Miko hyper-fixated on that man's voice at a speed that had to be record-breaking somewhere. Gojo was left with an open mouth, looking as if he had something to say... but she was already gone. "Damn. That ass really moves," he commented. By then, Miko was looking into another cell. There she'd see a slim-yet-muscular young man of average height with spiky white hair that was red inside. There were numerous scars on his face, one on his right side with another cutting vertically through his left eye, as well a horizontal on his left cheek. His right eye was red and his left eye was grey. His pants were white with red endings kept with black belts with a silver fivel and opened black buttons, which also flared. He wore no shirt, his scarred arms and torso on full display apart from a red choker with belts wrapping diagonally down either side of his chest. Of course, that choker was only occasionally made visible beneath the magic metal shackle keeping him chained to the cell's rear wall, matching the pair keeping his wrists bound and linked to the ceiling. Another pair of shackles kept his ankles to the floor, but he seemed completely unbothered by his bound state as he shot a smiling glare at the brunette outside his door. "You look familiar. Another lost little lamb? Nah. Oi, Shepherd! There's a wolf in your herd now! She's gonna eat everything inside the fence! Gya─hahaha!"

[Apollymi]

"Yeah, Roze is limited by her universe's mechanics. It's part of why i was introduced as the young Kumori kid~" she mused. Such information was pretty common in circles of people who ended up as Aeon's faces. They often dropped people into different universe to expand their abilities or show off their more natural states. It was why there were so many different characters with the same faces, but different personalities and powers. No matter, Makima was asked about her filled bucket and strangely told by the lad that he'd like to hear that she was saving the rest for him. "Oh? You kids are into the strangest things~" she said noncommittally. Still, she'd been willing to give the former assassin back a single one of her guns and Yugi apparently wasn't alright with that. He was already claiming to give her two, and since she was releasing whoever came out of here to these two's personal custody so what they did with them wouldn't directly concern her. 'Vintage Roze' was something the lad was going for, as such a level of curiosity existed when he claimed he needed a piece of the chimera with power in it. Enju forced it out of her shoulder by it's head, grabbing a horn and breaking it off in a single moment. "OwWWW! YOU HURT US!" he complained while she simply allowed it to retreat while holding a glowing chimera horn out to Yugi. "It'll grow back," she offered plainly as she waited to see what would come of this.

Meanwhile Miko had been answeirng her curiosity and abusing her teacher for information she could get from him. Instead of getting scolded or even having Gojo be put off by being used in such a way, the man simply agreed that she should use him that way. "Exactly, I wish regular teachers made that much sense. School could have been so much easier," Miko muttered flippantly. Well, one reason school was difficult was about to make itself obvious. A voice, oneshe knew from tv interviews and appearances, had spoken to her. In that moment she lost track of all other things to pursue the visual to go along with what she heard. Hyper-fixation was a blessing and a curse, as the black haired sleepless lad became a past thought as soon as that voice as processed by her ears. She even abandoned Gojo in light of the situation, leaving him to peek at her plump bottom as she ran towards something of the highest interest. Miko was not disappointed. When she stopped in front of that cell the voice and body collided into a whole individual. She took in the sight of this man chained to a wall, covered in lean muscles and scars and drooled gently in the corner of her mouth. Ah, but that wasn't the only place moisture was pooling in her person. "I don't know what I did to deserve to see this, but my imagination couldn't have put on a display this good. Thank you Seimei-sama♪~" Miko uttered a soft and appreciative prayer. But she wasn't the only one looking. No, that man chained against a wall... was yapping in a way that her her completely zoned in, he called her a wolf, called for the Shepard, and even claimed that the girl would eat everything in the fence. At those words Makima began moving down towards that cell, mildly amused. Meanwhile, Miko was soon responding to a laugh which was maniacal but caused her loins to quiver just a bit. "SQUEEEE♪!~ THAT'S A GREAT FUCKING SOUND♪!~" Miko chirped as she mentally boxed the image of this man tied up as he was, and imagined herself taking advantage of such a thing. "I want to say free Anan... until it's backwards, but... seeing him tied up like his does somethiing for me♪~" Miko admittedly unabashedly. "A wolf is she?" Makima asked as if she'd never considered the girl that much of a threat.

[Bloodedge]

Enju was more than just Takeuchi Roze in the series Air Gear. She was also one Kumori Kaoru, a fan favorite from the series Bleach. It went without saying that Enju's obvious physical ability would be better executed in that series. "Still haven't been able to see that, but I guess I'll get to see the moves first-hand. I could go for seeing your other moves too, y'know? If that wasn't obvious enough already~" he chimed. Moving on to matters of guns and Yugi's need of the chimera's power, Enju quite effortlessly broke one of the creature's horns to present it ─ much to the chimera's dismay. That was a far better dynamic to see from them, Yugi thought. Regardless, he'd take that horn and drop it into Inventory before shifting to the crafting interface. After a minute or so, he'd finished upgrading a purchased handgun...

Chimera's Howl
Rarity: A-rank
Type: Hand Cannon
Attack +110
Agility +10

A heavy revolver-style hand cannon forged from a polished Chimera horn. The grip is wrapped in dark leather with faint crimson vein patterns that pulse when fired. The weapon feels alive — warm to the touch and humming with contained power. Fires powerful sonic rounds that deal heavy impact and piercing damage. Each shot releases a shockwave that knocks back enemies and applies "Chimera Roar" debuff (reduces enemy attack speed by 20% for 5 seconds). Critical hits cause the round to explode for additional AOE sonic damage. Damage increases by up to 25% when used in a heightened emotional state.

All the while, Miko was encountering someone she knew indirectly ─ someone who recognized her, at least in the sense of finding her familiar. She didn't have anything else to say to him directly, but her observations and thoughts were made audible. He'd called out to the 'Shepherd' who, in this case, could only be Shido Makima. As she was the one who spoke to him, she'd be the one he conversed with. "A wolf. In sheep's clothing? You know fleece looks good on wolves. It's an even better disguise than what you walk around in. You can't hide the branding iron at the end of the staff~" he said, as though he found his own words hilarious. "But you didn't put it on me. Never said why. Couldn't get it hot enough?~"