Dansu! Dansu! Ba/<asaru!!~, On the Last Train Home~

[Bakageta Seiyuuki]

Darkened clouds heralded a far wetter twilight upon the much drier concrete jungle beneath it's airy hearth. And, should be prove to he less than fleet-footed, a solemn Bakageta Seiyuuki would join in the shower to come. As such, the lone teenager darted between the glow of street lamps as he races to reach the Station lingering in the distance, the bullet train just beyond the scope of his view just then. He was regretting staying behind at the Boxing Club now, almost as much as he was regretting the terrible stitch in his side from having run here nonstop from the School, or that his backpack was doing a good job at slapping him with several books with each step he took.

Breathing heavy, clutching his side, and trying to ignore the pangs of pain in his hip a few heavy books were hitting repeatedly, Seiyuuki collapsed onto the railing leading up a flight of stairs onto the station and clung as he caught his breathe. "Dude... *wheeze* ...I hate this place... *cough* ...never again!" He was worn out, and he could already smell the impending rain waiting to drench him as he pulled himself up the staircase onto the deserted station. But there was a problem, one that made Seiyuuki freeze and collapse to his knees in defeat.

"Y'shitting!? It already left!!" Seiyuuki screamed, to nobody of course, as the Station platform was completely distilled of life. Only the flickering of a busted lamp on the side opposite him even acknowledged that time continued to pass. Seiyuuki was boned, through and through, and he knew it as he stared around frantically in search of the Platform conductor. He needed to know if he had missed the last train! He couldn't have, the damned Dorm was on the other side of town and it was already after 10pm! Pulling himself to his feet, his frazzled mohawk flopping in and out of his right eye's vision as he searched. He was having no luck, even as he began moving about, there just wasn't anybody left at the station. That fact alone never clicking into Seiyuuki's brain as there should've atleast been a nightwatch to protect against vandalism. And nevertheless he searched, and finally spotted a silhouette darting into the Security building. "Jackpot!" And with a huff, he was jogging across the empty platform.

[Hanshin]

Raining evening like this seemed perfect. Of course, Tenjin had said that he didn't wish to set foot in the streets of the petulant city, but he couldn't escape this longing urge of his. It simply had been ages since his outing of fun. ..Not the sort of outing of fun he had had with his dear Asteria earlier, though. Rather... the man known as Tenjin felt free, but his Persona didn't. The more he used his two trusted demons of weapons, the Dingo and the Jackal, the less he seemed to be needing any of his Persona. So, it was about time they had a little bit of fun too, right?

It was that desire that would cause the head of the Musha family to find himself at the good old Dangan Station. Rather than bring along bodyguards that would draw attention, Tenjin decided to go alone; dressed in a long coat over a dressy suit while wearing an equally dressy and proper hat, managing to conceal the majority of his face. Considering his position in the city, or rather the world, he had no intention of going at it now. No.. he would wait till perhaps one or two people were left at the station before he did anything.

To his surprise, the station was abnormally empty at 10pm; something that hardly ever happened. That worked in his favor when he found a lone student stumble up the stairs, cursing his luck for missing the train. Heh. No witnesses, either. He'd have fun with this for awhile. Taking his chance while the kid was looking around, Tenjin began walking over towards the Security building, hoping to draw attention with his movement.

Jackpot

Stopping at the building's doorway when he could hear the kid's footsteps nearing him, a grin grew on his face. There were a total of six juicy options to go about this situation. Always such a difficult decision to make.. Oh wait. There was always that option! Opening his coat slightly, Tenjin gripped onto the Jackal's handle and pointed the freakishly large gun at the kid before he could get within five meters of him. A grin on his face as he tipped his hat to show his emerald green eyes, Tenjin laughed a bit.

"You must be new in town... Didn't anyone tell you that it isn't safe to be out at night? Who knows what you might run into..."

Finishing his sentence, his eyes began to glow, energy beginning to flow out around his form. Arising out from his body, similar to how a ghost moves, came a slender and effeminate-looking male. No taller than Tenjin himself, it had tan skin, blonde hair, skin-tight clothing, a brown garp around its form, wings protruding from its head where ears should be, another set of wings at his ankles, and grasping onto a golden staff in its left hand. The being staring forth at the guy before him, it twirled its staff before pointing it at him in the same fashion as the gun.

"Nothing personal. I.. Or rather Hermes here, needs a little exercise. So try not to disappoint me.. Unless you want to die quickly!" With that, Hermes quickly shot forward, spinning its staff in its hand while it effortlessly closed the distance between it and the guy before them. Firmly gripping the staff, it thrust the weapon forward at his gut, aiming to simply knock the wind out of him. A simple start for a simple human.

[Bakageta Seiyuuki]

In the space of only a few seconds Seiyuuki's world had been tossed like a half-assed salad upon reaching the Security building. A man had been there... and so hadn't said man's big-ass gun. But, beyond his comprehension, was the sight he witnessed directly afterward. The words the man spoke were lost unto his ears, deafened by sheer horror and panic. A man... thing had seeming materialized from above the guy! And before he could even stop his forward momentum, the thing... Hermes it had been called was upon him with staff primed. And then reality caught back up to him with sickening definition as the stave slammed home square-center in his gut. "Ack!!!"

The force was enough to rip him clean off his feet, backward across the Platform only to slam hard against concrete some several feet away. Skidding roughly, Seiyuuki's entire perception was filled awry as he struggled to throw of his dizziness. He could taste something coppery in his mouth, and his entire body felt like decided it keen to run head-long at a brick wall. Struggling to bring himself to his knees, it was all he could muster to ignore the wet trickle coming from his crown and focus his sight upon the man... and whatever it was that had just struck him.

W-Why!? 'teh fuck are you!? The hell's goin' on!!" He could feel consciousness ebbing away, but he fought to stay awake. He knew already what would come if he crashed and burned here. Getting one foot underneath him, and getting back into a standing position he did the only thing he could think to do. He was being threatened with his life, and self-defense was priority. And so, drawing fists clad in brass knuckles, he stood his ground shakily. "FUCK you!"

[Hanshin]

This was rich. Not only was Tenjin head over heels laughing at the guy's reaction to Hermes, but he also carelessly flailing the Jackal around to the point of almost accidently pulling the trigger a couple of times. Either the kid was absolutely naive to the world around him, or he was at disbelief as to actually seeing a Persona; Tenjin hoped it was the latter, as he didn't wish to educate when he was having fun.

Smirking as he saw him bring up his fists, he motioned towards Hermes. "You intend on... Fighting Hermes? With just your fists no less? Oh my... Either you've never heard of a Persona before.. Or you're too stupid to have understood the power they possess when taught about them in school. Which is it?"

He was dealing with a neanderthal, wasn't he? What a pity that the kid might just get himself killed without much effort on Tenjin's part. But perhaps the commotion he might cause would attract one of those Libra fecks or some other high and mighty Persona-user? If that could happen, then this kid just might be more useful than he had initially thought.

"~Vicious Strike~" His words echoing throughout the station, Hermes shot forward yet again, utilizing the same unnatural speed as before to close the distance between it and the teen yet again. Gripping onto its staff with both hands, almost like it were a baseball bat, and swung forward. The ball was essentially the kid's heart and Hermes' intent was a homerun.

[Bakageta Seiyuuki]

He. Was. A. Damn. Fool. That's what Bakageta Seiyuuki was telling himself as he watched his assailant collapse into a fit of laughter. Obviously, something wasn't clicking right. Oh, maybe it was the Lord of The Rings fucker that spawned from the gun-toting retard's cheesiness? And better yet, what in the name of all that was holy... including swiss cheese for good measure, was a Persona!? Too many things just didn't make sense, just didn't click or follow the rules of reality he had lived with all his years. And this frootloop's ramblings weren't helping him make sense of any of it!

"..."

He groaned, possibly from the crack to his rather durable skull or the mindfuck the situation was. He knew he couldn't do shit against the thing he referred to as Hermes, the thing simply moved to fast and hit too hard to make it wise to get within personal range of. But for some stupid-ass reason, maybe the pain involved in fleeing, he stood his ground in the face of the most effeminate man-thing to wings out it's feet. And then with a barked order, it swooped down upon him with the speed of a drunk-driven crotch-rocket. It's stave readied to possibly knock his head clean off his shoulders, panic and fear hit home full score as his body reacted instinctively to the incoming thread and he swung a punch to meet it head on. And then the world seemed to go blank, his senses dulled to everything around him and the world seemed to slow to a standstill. And then something clicked in his mind.

Per... So... Na!!

And in an instant, as Hermes' stave came within inches of colliding with Seiyuuki's knuckles, the area engulfed itself in blazing light that swirled around the Persona and Human. And, as the dust settled, it revealed a truth that would potentially set the fight in a more even playing field. Blocking Hermes' stave stood another stave, black with golden ends. And standing per one foot upon the stave sat it's wielder, a small, grinning Monkey in a Hakama. It stood as a barrier between Hermes and Seiyuuki, whose fist sat held in in the primeape's hand to stop the teenager from collapsing. It's eyes turned unto Tenjin, and it's free hand extended out to stake two fingers at him in dismay. Seiyuuki... would have one more chance to live.

"I art thou, and Thou art I,"
"Sun Wukong, Monkey King of Mischief!"

Materialized at last, from an unknowing Bakageta... stood the boy's final chance at life in this precariously dark hour. How would he survive the fight that possibly lay ahead.

[Hanshin]

With the bright flash of light, Tenjin's eyes narrowed as he shielded them with his right arm. If this was what he thought it was, then it truly wasn't a mistake in coming here on this night. The light fading away, he looked on past Hermes. There it was... a monkey, garbed in a hakama and wielding its own staff. A Persona.. And Sun Wukong at that. Just how serious would he have to get against this kid? Considering this was just a simple awakening, the newborn Persona before him couldn't possibly too strong. With that idea set into his mind, he felt compelled to humor the guy. No need to reveal more than was necessary, now was it?

"This just got interesting..." Tenjin spoke softly, looking over the Persona that had come forth from the sea of the kid's soul. Just how much fight did this little guy have? Hermes would surely be enough to handle him, no matter what it threw at him; that much was certain. Speed blitz, anyone?

Reluctantly pulling its staff back, Hermes' smirked. Launching it forward yet again, the winged-being swung and stabbed the weapon forward at the monkey, leaving little to no room to breathe in between strikes. What was strange about the tactic though was that they seemed different from how they were when aimed at the student. While those had been with the intent of knocking the wind out of him, the strikes atSun Wukong were more to test its capabilities rather than to actually harm it in any real devastating way.

~"Vicious Strike"~ Of course, why keep that going? Adding a little more juice behind its final attack, Hermes' upward swing soared up towards the monkey. Hopefully, it wouldn't fly too far away...

[Bakageta Seiyuuki]

The simian Persona merely grinned at Tenjin as he was analyzed, keen to remain upright in it's balancing act upon the golden stave beneath it's short legs. It had let go of Seiyuuki's fist, the teenager having collapsed to his knees in a mixture of disillusionment and panic at what had just occurred. It was another one... those Persona things that the violent fellow had used to knock him around. But for some reason this was was protecting him from the other. The throbbing in his head told he wasn't dreaming and that that winged stave hadn't the pleasure of doing a number on his skull just yet. But... what was with this monkey!?

But then Hermes came again, cutting short his internal monologue as Sun Wukong reacted instinctively. With a twitch of it's leg the stave swung up and a spiral as his small form fell ass-first upon Seiyuuki's head, the golden staff clashing heavily against Hermes' and deflected the blow before it was caught by the primeape's prehensile tail. But as soon as it did the Persona flattened itself against it's user, barely evading the second stabbing thrust that was thrown it's way. And with a roll, it launched itself onto a small cloud that had appeared with it's summoning. It's tailed offering up the readied stave with a twirl, it beckoned Hermes forth with a solitary call. "Power Charge"

But the words had found their way from Seiyuuki's throat, not of the waiting Persona , leaving the barely conscious teenager to frantically wonder where the thought had founded itself in his mind to say such a thing. But even so Sun Wukong reacted, a burst of fiery light momentarily engulfing the simian as it readied itself to strike just as the opposing Hermes did. The monkey's fur seemed to stand on end, it's staff ready to strike with ferocious strength despite his small frame, a frame dwarfed by that of both Herme's and then fellow who had conjured him. And in the heat of the moment, the conflict would reach it's climax with two echoed battlecries as both Tenjin and Seiyuuki make their judgment calls before both Persona dove upon each other with lethal intent. "Kill Rush!" Unfortunately, thus would be Sun Wukong's final act as consciousness slipped from Seiyuuki's Grasp and the young teen collapsed to the cold concrete as the Persona clashed. He would be at the mercy of the gunman, after all...

[Hanshin]

As would be expected, the small Persona before him was able to at least keep up with the strikes of Hermes. It was good to see that the thing wasn't completely pathetic. Tenjin even grinned a little as the kid issued an attack order. Power Charge, eh? What were they planning? But as Hermes pulled back for the final attack, he knew why instantly. As he yelled out his attack, so too did the boy. A perfect little clash..

The two Persona moving forward, the impact of the two weapons created quite the explosion. As the smoke of it sprung up and blew all around them, concealing the results, Tenjin's eye twitched slightly. There was a good deal of pain coming from his kidney region and at his sides. That damn monkey had succeeded in landing a blow or two on Hermes.. Though the pain wasn't much to worry about, the opponent didn't have to know that. Letting his grin fade away, Tenjin fell to his knees and clasped his hand on his side, letting out a bit of a cough. If anything, he was a damn good actor if he did say so himself. He even managed to draw up some sweat to make it even more convincing. He was a genius.

The dust clearing away, the Persona could now be seen yet again. A good two meters separating the two of them, both of them with their backs turned to each other as they would be nearly face to face with their opposing humans; Tenjin facing Sun Wukong and Seiyuuki mere inches away from Hermes. Tenjin looked on at the smirking monkey's face and watched as it disappeared right before his eyes. With that out of his way, he saw Hermes putting on the same show as he was, knelt before the fallen kid. Seeing as how the kid was about to pass out entirely in a few short moments, he had no intention of allowing the kids last sight be him on his knees.

Hermes disappearing from sight, Tenjin spat on the ground before him as he got up to his feet. A grin once again on the man's face, he casually walked over to the kid. Walking through the rain, he made sure to carelessly spin around the Jackal in his hand. Wait.. Why was he walking so slow? He had to shoot the guy before he passed out or he wouldn't get a good enough reaction! With a quick sprint over to the guy's side, he looked down at him and laughed. Pointing the gun at Seiyuuki's face, he let his wrist twitch to the side just as he pulled the trigger. The bullet near instantly breaking through the concrete two or three inches from the kid's face. What would probably freak the kid out were he completely conscious would be the fact of how far the bullet had gone. The anti-tank like quality of the bullet managed to pierce a hole in the ground, going through the concrete and the steel beneath their feet and going as far as fifteen feet into the floor on the level below them. It probably would have gone deeper, but eh. Who cares, really?

"Nighty-night." Tenjin spoke softly. Perhaps someone else might come to claim the boy and save him?

[Yuhei]

"Well now, I came here looking for some shadows and I cross paths with the serpent king himself" a clapping sound emanated from the staircase as Yuhei walked up, his red hair covering his yellow eye. He walked slowly, his booted feet taping the ground beneath them with soft rapping steps. Producing his envoker from its holster he looked Tenjin dead in the eyes, "So beating up on people again huh?" Yuhei used his foot to flip Baka over like he was trash, "I don't see the point in you messing with the small fry when you have Hanshin and I to worry about. Now that you're done with your appetizer how about you take a bite out of the main course?"

[Lemon]

School was everything he expected. He would hang out with his friends, some guys from class and the new club he joined, then head home with nothing really planned. Even though it's been several weeks at his new job at SYNAPSE, he still hadn't been called in for anything. Even though he wanted stability, this was just too boring.

So when the flash and bang went off, it was all he could do from heading over into the general direction. It was a foolish choice. He had left his gun at home and was practically begging to be attacked as he ran up the steps leading to the station platform. When he arrived, he wasn't sure what to do.

There were two people, guns in hand, standing against one another. The third was on the floor, passed out and bleeding. Something serious was going on. Like the idiot most people are, he wanted to get a closer look and hear just what exactly was being said. Ataru straddled his way in, making sure to stay in the shadows, but not relying on the powers of his persona to do so. For a split second, he felt the eyes of someone watching him. He jumped and freaked out, making a dash towards one of the benches and tried to hide, hoping the gun-wielding lunatics didn't notice him.

It wasn't like him to be a coward, but who would just barrage into a scene with guys carrying guns? He waited before acting, to make sure it was the right thing to do.

[Hanshin]

The idiotic-sounding voice could belong to none other than that.. one guy. Oh right. The kid that was saved by his little brother. Stuhei? Eh. He didn't particularly care what his name was anyway. His living was simply a whim on his part... Just like the kid lying at his feet now. They would only continue to live as long as they could be useful. And considering the trash that had so loudly made himself known, he doubted he would be living for much longer anyway.

"..I have you to worry about? And what makes you so sure that you are even worthy enough to be mentioned in the same light as my brother? I see that it was a mistake to allow you to live.. You've grown a tad bit too high and mighty from receiving a bit of Musha family pity." Now.. Just what kinda idiot walks up to a guy holding a gun... with a fake gun? Yep. The guy obviously didn't pick up any of Hanshin's smarts.

Out of the corner of his eye, Tenjin managed to catch a glimpse of another person, trying to hide. He probably would have succeeded had he not stepped in a couple of puddles along the way. Eh. He didn't really care much for spectators. He'd just have to deal with the individual later should the need to arise.

'Focusing' yet again on Yuhei, Tenjin sighed. "You hardly qualify as a main course. Considering how poorly your display was the last time we fought... I would have more fun fighting a mere human. But..." Turning his back to the fool, he began to walk away, moving back over to where he was originally. Stopping when he got there, he smirked. "..I suppose I should at least survey the damage I did to you, eh?" Tucking away the Jackal into his coat, he slowly placed his hands in his pockets.

"It's only fair that I start this 'fight' off with my back turned to you. Perhaps I should tie up my hands behind my back too? God knows you need all the help you can get to even come anywhere close to being at my level..."

[Goma]

An eerie feeling begins to encroach the area as everyones breath began to become visible, dark clouds began to spontaneously gather around the area as if it had been condemned to never again see light. The area became dark,very dark almost as though it was devoid of life. A strange thick mist began to flow across the ground as Torrents of rain began to fall upon them. The occasional flash of Lightning lit the area soon followed by a deafening boom, along with the heavy pounding of the rain,it was nothing if not hard to concentrate but the area had become quite dangerous as well. The cold wind along with the poring was nearly unbearable.

Another Flash of lightning reveals a ghostly figure with bone white armor floating behind Tenjin. "Kukukukuku..."Its laugh cold and sinister. Lighting came down from the sky and struck him lighting the area for a moment. He put out one hand and fired a large bolt towards Yuhei.

[Yuhei]

Yuhei was about to say something witty when the remark was delayed by the arrival of a particularly fierce looking shadown who fired a bolt of lightning at him. It wasn't the first time Yuhei had dealt with such a shadow so he was already ready to dodge when it appeared. The bolt was easily avoided by a quick jump a roll to the side. "Well Tenjin one of your snakes seems to have crawled up and tried to bite me on the ass" Yuhei laughed then let fly his delayed comment, "Now Tenjin no need to state the obvious of course I'm nowhere near your level, that isnt the point, point is you're an arrogant over cocky smart ass, who I still owe some respect to but that respect is overshadow by my pure hate for you now lets begin..Persona!" he put his envoker to his head and fired.

"Come on out and say hi, Miyamoto Musashi!!" as Yuhei uttered those words his persona made it's presence felt. At first one could mistake it for Masamune or Muramasa, but upon a second look oen would notice that it's blue skin, ragged coat, and its sword sheath being on its hip made it much different from the brother's persona while being highly similar. It also had samurai sodes on it's shoulder and a giant oar strapped to its back. His hair fell emo style over his yellow eye just like Yuhei did until the wind blew their hair aside revealing that both had a yellow right eye and a blue left eye.

"I'm ready Tenjin, unless you'd rather your lackey fight me?" Yuhei was poised and ready to dodge another lightning strike, though, it would be easier to have his persona block it with it's wooden oar, yeah, much easier to do it that way. So he had his persona draw it's oar weapon and stand poised for attack.

[Hanshin]

Noticing the change in weather, Tenjin chuckled. So he had decided to make an appearance? Oh this would be interesting... Even more so if that spectator decided to join in on the festivities. "Kuro-kun.. Stand aside." He spoke softly as he turned back to face Yuhei. "I can handle this vermin on my own." As he spoke those words, he raised an eyebrow while his eyes narrowed. That.. wasn't the same Persona that he had utterly decimated before.. Just what was going on here?

Musashi..? "Oh.. I see. So in your efforts to grow strong enough to defeat me.. You decided to mimic the one person that likely has a chance at it? Well... I guess that's probably the smartest thing you've consciously or unconsciously done, eh? Good for you." Chuckling even more now, he pulled his left hand out from his pocket and ran it through his hair. "Your voice.. It irritates me to no end with all the lame that comes with it."

Walking around Kuro, he looked towards Yuhei, then towards his apparent new Persona. It wasn't Masamune, and thus it wasn't worthy of Muramasa. Oh no.. He had something else more suited for him. Puttiing his left hand into his coat for a second before pulling it out, Tenjin took out a katana, black sheathe and a silver handle; the handle appearing to be incredibly futuristic for a bleedin' sword. The Dingo. His fingers runningly slowly along the handle, he subtly pressed a button on it. Then gripping onto the handle, Tenjin drew the blade and placed the sheathe back inside his coat. Close-range, check. Now for long-range...

Shifting his body, the blade held behind him and his right shoulder pointing towards Yuhei, he grinned. An interesting battle stance indeed. Unlike the loudmouth before him, Tenjin was much more subtle and quiet about the summoning of his Persona. Arising over his head appeared a noble-looking man; pale skin, long black hair, and six wings. The gentleman opening his eyes slowly, its cold and deathly eyes stared at Musashi.

"And so.. Musashi comes face to face with Death once again.. Say hello to them, Enma." Its arms held out open, as if it wanted to give the opposite Persona a hug, Enma grinned the same grin as Tenjin. Doing so, nearly a dozen black orbs formed around him. Widening its eyes, the orbs then shot forward, speeding towards Yuhei.

[Yuhei]

Yuhei unsheathed his own weapon, the might nodachi he had strapped to his back. Yuhei did a dodge roll to avoid the incoming dark orbs, his persona however..well..his persona utterly vanished and in the blink of an eye was behind Enma, lashing out with a powerful light based slash attack. "I know, aren't I an annoying bastich eh Tenjin?" Yuhei smiled, its was these times when his life was on the line that he felt the most alive. He had to thank Tenjin for that, "You know Musashi was the one good thing that came out of your brutal attack, that and this incredible rush I feel when I fight for my life. Tenjin while we're here fighting I have to ask a question you probably wont answer, why did you lead us all along for so long, why did you betray us, and why did you let Hanshin and I live?"