Hella’s Monday evening odd encounter(Yukino)

May 26, 2026

Date: 2026-05-25 18:29

(Hella’s Monday evening odd encounter(Yukino):Yukino)

[Mon May 25 2026]

On The Streets of Biringan`x/span
The city carries the slow notion of a pulse pulse of opalescent stone beneath one’s own feet, light shines onto colors in ways that might be difficult to describe. The streets are wet and carries a moisture beads against skin, clothes, and carriesg the smell of rain. Ahead, the clock tower rises as a grand crystal structure that wavers at its edges, its translucent spire disappearing into mist. The clock’s hands move counter-clockwise./span

It is afternoon, about 68F(20C) degrees, and there are clear skies. The mist is heaviest At Mayflower and Franklin/span

“Oh, we didn’t lose her,” Maricela says, giving a half-smile to Hella.

Hella grumbles: “Next time I gotta hang from the rear end of a horse for dear life, I want payment.”

Axle says “Ah, good, she’s still alive.“

“How’s the scenery?” Axle asks casually, looking around himself. “Holy shit.” Is his chosen response to his own question.

“It’s too damn colorful down here.” Regaldo grouches as he dismounts the giant horse and sets to securing the perimeter, “Glad you made it intact, furball.” is offered pleasantly towards Hella.

Hella starts to protest: “I’m not a fur… shit. I guess I kinda am… dam it…” she ends up sighing in defeat

This time, it seems to be a pretty long trip down to Biringan. No mirrorgate to lead either of the party there directly, and Yukino does not seem so sure at some points along the way either. She stops, considers, then consults a map. Hella at some point probably walked down a corridor and then already found her way through, while everyone else had to continue the way underground. Eventually, the party does come to a pair of stairs that look a little out of place. Yukino turns around, mentioning “One thinks this must be it, perhaps.” She takes the steps down and down.

As the party makes to leave the bottom of the stairs, what they access is quite different. It is a street, a building down this particular street just forms into existence in its opalescent color. The air feels moist and the smell is that of rain.

It is also then that Yukino reaches around, taking out a tiny birdcage and opens it. Out, comes a little crimson butterfly that flies just slightly above her, curling around to face the party. “One recalls a friend leaving a little assistance to find the way, perhaps.”

Maricela gives a pat to someone’ back and says, “You a furball, it’s a’ight. I call my man glowbug.” Her gaze trails up to the butterfly and she smiles at it.

“This place is going to make me nauseous.” comes grumpily from Regaldo as he pinches the bridge of his nose only for his attention to drift towards the butterfly, “Om nom.” is given in greeting.

“I feel like I got high and tripped my way into the dreamworld.” Axle admits, studying the strange street before him. “The hairpin is here?” When the butterfly is released, he turns a suspicious glance on the insect.

Hella gives a shrug: “talk bout mushroom trip…” she then eyes the butterfly curiously as she idly taps a foot on the ground.

“Omnomnomifly,” Maricela says aside to Regaldo, blinking at the street, then closing her eyes to slits, like that’d somehow help.

“Is that butterfly hungry too?” Axle asks no one in particular.

“I just figured that is how she? She, says hi.” Regaldo offers unhelpfully.

Hella says “arright… who brought the snacks? we got snacks right… or… wrong time probably…“

“One observes that two hairpins might be found in this place.” Yukino says, staring at the butterfly, which then decides to fly around her, then around Hella, Maricela and then Axle. Yukino keeps her gaze forward. “One finds this to be a little tricky, it seems.” She huffs out a breath, and then starts to step forward. The butterfly takes up the lead. “One finds herself often daydreaming of Shadow London…” She mentions, walking after the butterfly.

The streets change behind the party, the stairs that lead the way up, turn opalescent, and now, if someone were to take a look back, there is a tabacco shop and the street ends in a tall building instead.

Axle’s eyes follow something off in the distance as he follows Yukino. “Am I seeing things?” He asks, a bit more quietly now. “Or are we being watched?”

“I hate this place already.” Regaldo bitches while drawing a large weapon from his back. “Weapon’s checks people.” he urges towards the party while moving to amble along after Yukino with a passing glance behind himself.

Axle turns to stare at the wolf in their midst now. “Good dog.” He says cautiously.

Hella(wolf) lets out a deep, chest rumbling growl

Axle nods to Hella(wolf). “Feel you there bud.” He nods along like he understands, lifting his shotgun to hand. “You smell anything? Growl if you do.”

Yukino detaches the smg from her harness, checking if she can put a bullet into its chamber. This turns out to work fine, and she mentions, still watching the butterfly. “One finds the worlds between to be mercifully permitting the use of technology, it seems.” She for her own part does not seem to notice anything.

“Sir Axle… if it is alright to ask, why might sir Axle consider us watched?”

“Saw something. Or I thought I did.” Axle replies, studying the distance with shotgun ready.

At Yukino’s revelation the others may hear the electrical whine as the large weapon in his hands begins to spool up. A twisted grin crosses Regaldo’s features while he releases the handle causing the barrels to slow and the whine to cease, “Oh, this is going to be interesting.”

“I ain’t see shit, I think you just paranoid, or withdrawin’,” Maricela says up to Axle.

Axle stares at Regaldo’s minigun. “Jesus, its even bigger in person.” He mutters. “What do you think of the situation?” He asks, turning that question first to Hella(wolf), then to the others.

Hella(wolf) paws at the ground, again growling. her eyes fixate on the general direction of one of the side streets, sniffing intently and tensing, almost as if ready to pounce.

Regaldo winks at Axle, mentioning, “That’s what she said.” while stowing the large weapon back into it’s harness.

Yukino does not stop and keeps following the butterfly on ahead. “One finds herself unable to dare to look back. Might one perhaps guide this unworthy one about what might happen behind her, if it is alright to ask?”

“Well, Hells smells something I think.” Axle says, reaching back to give Hella(wolf) a pat between the ears. “I saw something. Probably means there’s something. Just not sure what it wants.”

Hella(wolf) again growls. that same deep, low growl. upon getting scritched, her head snaps upwards, green eyes fixating Axle. again she growls. this one feeling more like a warning however.

Axle pulls his hand back sharply. “Got it. Not a good wolf.”

Regaldo glances at Hella(wolf) then to Axle before asking, “So, where are we heading? I did not get a map in crayon of the area.”

Hella(wolf) paws at the ground. upon closer inspection however… her claws are actually leaving marks on the stone. after a while, one could make out a few letters which roughly spell: “hunted. smal. prey.”

Hella(wolf) starts scratching something into the ground. The asphalt is, well, asphalt. It does not like to give way, at least at first. Be it for the the transitional state of this place or simple fortune, the words start to take up shape. Yukino not having come to a stop, finally comes to a stop as the crimson butterfly does, too.

Noting the words, Axle nods his agreement. “Yeah. I feel pretty small here.” Then, to Yukino. “So, does? butterfly know where we’re going? Do you know? Do we have a known destination at all?”

Hella(wolf) eyes Regaldo, green eyes fixed on the gun. She lets out a huff.

Yukino turns around. The butterfly hovers vaguely above her small form and she looks up at Axle. Her eyes lower again, and then rise up after a few seconds. “One finds this friend to know how to find what belongs to her, perhaps.” She looks past Axle “One merely suggests not lingering on things far away more than they need to. One finds staring at things and obsessing with them too much might make things a little tricky, it seems.” She says, focusing back, first on Axle and then looking at Hella(wolf).

Her head makes the little tilt the other way. “If it is alright to suggest, might miss Hella focus on accompanying, perhaps? One finds… it can be quite calming to focus on whats ahead in a world that changes too much. If it makes sense.”

“I really dislike this place.” Regaldo mutters while fishing his pistol out of his bag to fiddle with a few attachments then holster it. He then moves to flank Yukino while raising a brow towards Hella(wolf) as it defaces the terrain again.

“Right.” Axle nods, sufficiently chastised as he falls back into line behind Yukino, eyes forward this time, and shotgun lifted.

Hella(wolf) pads infront of someone. again she starts clawing at the asphalt, trying to form words. only four letters this time, spelling out: Reap

Hella(wolf) pads infront of Yukino. again she starts clawing at the asphalt, trying to form words. only four letters this time, spelling out: Reap

Axle says “Right. The wolf has a different name when she’s a wolf.“

Hella(wolf) eyes Regaldo letting out that same low, chest rumbling growl. however soon after she falls in line next to Yukino, huffing lightly.

Axle gives Regaldo a sideways grin. “True enough, that.”

Maricela does her best to not fall to the back of the pack, watching the butterfly more than anything.

Yukino raises her shoulders with a little shrug, and then turns away, looking ahead again. And the butterfly starts to move forward. Once everyone is a little on ahead, if anyone were to look back, the street changed again, and the scratched words have vanished again. The streets pass by, occasionally the things Hella(wolf) and Axle notice what they noticed earlier, always distant. Always far.

The following the butterfly changes, as the group wanders turns around a corner, and the butterfly starts to descend down just as the stones begin to reshape themselves and give to another pair of stairs. At the bottom of them, they find themselves on yet another street.

Schools of fish fly in the air, just in close proximity around everyone. Further ahead, a crab turns translucent and shifts into a building made of stone, and further in the distance, if one were to look closely, just at the next corner… the black silhouette of a starry-ridden human seems turned towards the party. Watching. And then, if someone were to look somewhere else, another. And one more, and another again. Closer, not too close, but visible by doors, alleys and the corner of other streets.

“Quite a few things around.” Axle notes, hand going to give his axe a pat. “Think they’ll threaten us?” This directed to Yukino. “I mean, we don’t mean them any harm right? Surely they won’t swarm us.”

Hella(wolf) crouches down low as she pads silently next to Yukino. her gaze often goes to the figures, then back to seachick, occasionally letting out a low, warninglike growl, but otherwise she stays the course.

“…the fuuuuck,” Maricela murmurs, quietly, mostly under her breath, as she looks at those starry people.

“Wish I brought some pepto.” Regaldo grumbles while ambling alongside with a brow raising, “Contact.” he remarks with his lips pressing into a thin line. The large man clicks the safety off his pistol, “Think they’re going to be a problem?” he wonders to the group.

Yukino bites her lower lip. The crimson butterfly comes to a still, circles around, turning to one direction, then to the next. “One might not be very sure…” Her hands ball into little fists, relax, then ball again until she decides to draw her blade from its sheath. “One finds it might still be better to be ready…” She trails off. “One wonders if we should consider approaching one of them to find out, perhaps?”

Hella(wolf) hufs, her gaze turning towards Regaldo, then towards Axle, then back to someone. she maintains a low position, as if ready to leap at a moment’s notice.

“Could be something.” Axle replies, glancing around for one of the star figured people. “This was another city between once right? You think they still think? Maybe we could, ask for directions or something. An escort?”

Hella(wolf) hufs, her gaze turning towards Regaldo, then towards Axle, then back to Yukino. she maintains a low position, as if ready to leap at a moment’s notice.

Maricela slips her saber from its sheath, sighing and nodding to Regaldo. “You the most persoonable of us,” she decides.

“Might be the play.” Regaldo agrees with a look shot towards Axle, “You want to try diplomacy?” For his part, he doesn’t look overly hostile, just alert.

Following the conversations and glances from the others, the large man nods to Maricela and holsters his sidearm, “Guess I’ll try the diplomatic approach? Cover me.” and with that, he starts to approach, saying, “Hello there, citizens. We mean you no harm, just want to ensure you lot mean the same.”

Axle turns, shotgun casually lowered, though hand still around it as he watches Regaldo’s attempt at diplomacy. Big stick diplomacy, of course.

Regaldo covers the distance to place himself halfway between the starry people and his own.

The silhouette watches Regaldo. It does not answer. Its head in its clothless human-figured form keeps watching on.

Regaldo’s lips press into a thin line as he asks while casually gesturing with his hands, “If no answer is to be given can we at the least pass unmolested? Or is there one among you that can, and will, speak with us? We do not want to interrupt your day to day more than our arrival already has.”

The silhouette tilts its head, and does not answer. Or make any other gesture that may provide an answer.

“Well, unless anyone heard an answer I don’t think they understand us enough to give an answer, or are able to.” Regaldo reasons as he moves to return to the group, “Want to try to press on?”

“It might’ve been too much to hope.” Axle admits, nodding to Regaldo. “Good shot least of it?”

The stones of the street underneath the party begins to shift.

Hella(wolf) just lets out a series of barks in the general direction of the figures, they don’t sound threatening, at least. as much as a large wolf barking can attempt to sound not threatening.

Nothing changes in the posture of the observing silhouettes. A stone underneath the group becomes translucent and then disappears. The stones keep shifting and rearranging.

Regaldo bobs his head in a nod with a look given to both Yukino and the ever present butterfly, Om Nom, “Guess we mo–” he starts before the shifting stones beneath their feet give him pause. “We need to move.” comes as he steps alongside Yukino, “Now. I don’t want to find out what happens if the stones we’re on disappear with us on them.”

Hella(wolf) lets out a yelp as she leaps to a stone that looks safe, at least for the time being. she lets out a long howl as she lets any pretense of guarding fall as she barks furiously, pawing at the ground f before darting forward, hoping the group is following her.

And just as Regaldo mentions as much, they start dropping underneath everyone, threatening for a deeply unpleasant tumble down.

“Yeah, I’m inclined to be agreeing with that one.” Axle says, quickening his steps off those shifting stones.

Hella(wolf) leaps, pounces, and darts for dear life. at one moment it looks as if she’s about to fall, though she manages to right herself just in time to leap away from an other stone falling down, landing on what might seem safe ground.

Stone drop and drops. Hella(wolf) makes to leap, and lands safely far away enough from any more dropping stones. Regaldo and Axle react quick enough as well. The stones stop dropping just before them, with them now standing on a ledge with a square hole in the middle through which they can see Yukino and Maricela be falling through. Be it because of an unlucky slip, or fate itself, they are falling and falling down towards the street below.

“Oh shit.” Axle says, leaning forward to reach, though there isn’t much hope in it, the pair already falling

“How do we even get down there? Do you think it loops around?” Regaldo wonders to Axle and Hella(wolf) while helplessly watching Yukino and Maricela fall. “Little miss, sobrina, we’ll try and find a way to you.” he calls out.

Between Yukino and Maricela, Yukino tries to curl her way around. She was used to this, right? Always jumping ahead, but nope. She lands with her neck at the wrong angle and suffers an injury. How bad, will be hard to tell from where everyone is watching right now. She will be feeling that for a long while. Maricela on the other hand, manages to just fine. The crash to the ground might feel unpleasant, perhaps something makes a little cracking sound, but when she checks, feels… she feels pretty fine.

“Shit…” Axle hisses in a breath as he watches Yukino’s land. “Yukino! Are you alright? We’ll get you two out! We’ll, hopefully find a way.” This last bit is much quieter.

Hella(wolf) lets out a long, mournful howl

Maricela manages, with her broken in, broken shoes, and tumbling training, to, once she fails to hop off the falling stone, at least tuck and roll, popping up with an ‘oomph,’ and immediately goes to check on Yukino with, “Ay… you ain’t dead, right?” as she squats down and looks her over.

“Come on.” Regaldo tells Axle and Hella(wolf) as he turns to try and find a way to the others with his gaze darting this way and that. The large man does not look pleased.

And just as Axle calls out, the hole in the ground reforms into a staircase. The butterfly is happy to take it down, completely disregarding of anyone’s injury or physical status. Or concern, really.

When Maricela checks on Yukino, she can find her lying on her back. Still alive, but she makes the kind of blank face that probably says a lot of ohw. And ohw owh.

Axle hurries down the stairs after the butterfly, stopping by Yukino himself and kneeling. “She alright?” He asks of Maricela, starting to reach, but stopping and instead settling for a light tap to Yukino’s arm.

Hella(wolf) leaps down the steps, in a moment landing next to Yukino. despite her size, the wolf is… strangely gentle as she sniffs curiously, occasionally letting out low growls as she stares at thestone, as if her gaze alone could melt it into oblivion

“Sobrina, how is she?” comes from Regaldo as he ambles down after Axle and Hella(wolf).

winces as she looks over Yukino. “She a’ight, she ain’t cooked yet, just… I think her neck caught her ass,” Maricela explains for the group. She offers a hand to Yukino, to help her up.

Maricela winces as she looks over Yukino. “She a’ight, she ain’t cooked yet, just… I think her neck caught her ass,” Maricela explains for the group. She offers a hand to Yukino, to help her up. [fixed]

Yukino glances to the hand she is offered. She still stares. This time, there is no huff our breathe out, moving looks like it hurts her neck, but she takes Maricela’s hand and does her best to keep it straight. “One…” She tries to say, her voice tensed. “…appreciates.” She adds, adding nothing more. Her posture is very very stiff on the upper back, and it’s pretty clear to everyone present that she is not going to be swinging her blade as she usually would.

The butterfly on the other hand, does not care. It does not even seem to care to notice and is already fluttering ahead. This time, towards a building. A church.

Lingering close to Yukino, Axle watches the butterfly go, teeth grinding together before he steps forward to follow.

Hella(wolf) eyes the church. she lets out a bloodchilling howl as she starts prowling in its direction.

“Can you walk?” Regaldo wonders of Yukino with a look towards Maricela, “We need to get off the street.” he states while drawing his sidearm, “Aid her as you can, sobrina. If it’s too much trouble I can just carry her.” His head stays on a swivel as a few of the party depart towards the church.

Maricela helps Yukino up as best as she can,her main suggestion, “Don’t tense the muscles, but don’t move too much in your neck and shoulders,” is the best she can do. In someone without her particular defenses, it would’ve easily been a humpty dumpty situation, and Mari knows that. Only once Yukino is upright does she start toward the church, keeping the other woman close by.

“One finds she has no choice but to walk.” Yukino returns to Regaldo, careful, her head and upper body moving as little as possible, following Maricela’s advise as much as she can. “Thank you, Mari.” She already wants to turn to instinct and make a little grateful bow to her, and is turned from it when she grimaces from pain and straightens. And then makes to follow after Hella(wolf) and the butterfly. The butterfly disappears into the building, and so does Hella(wolf).

Regaldo brings up the rear heading towards the church.

Axle is right behind the wolf.

As everyone steps into the church after Hella(wolf), they find that the butterfly has found its hairpin and settles atop of it on the altar far ahead. They also find that Hella(wolf) has already rushed ahead, leaping for the hairpin. They hear the ring of chiming. The chiming breaks, cracks, and suddenly there is four silhouettes. These are different. They have no blackness, they are literally just starlight. Unfortunately, they all also move to jump someone.

Regaldo hefts his pistol and points the laser attachment at the first silhouette, “Weapons free!”

mentions “One appreciates if they were destroyed quickly.”(Encourage)

complains “Ohw. Ohw. Ohw. Please protect this one well.”(Encourage)

“On it.” Regaldo says while rushing to intercept for Yukino.

Axle says “These things are durable as fuck!“

mentions “One finds them disappointing.”(Encourage)

notes “One finds them not very nice…”(Encourage)

Regaldo stays stalwart, guarding Yukino, while stabbing the silhouette.

Yukino wonders “Sir Axle, please protect this unworthy one well.”(Encourage)

Yukino complains “Ohw. Ohw…”(Encourage)

Yukino notes “Ohw. One might be better not attacking…”(Encourage)

Regaldo says “Sobrina, cover Axle.“

Maricela says “I am, s’okay.“

Yukino tries to encourage “One finds everyone to handle them well, perhaps.”(Encourage)

Yukino notices One notices it is only one more.”(Encourage)

“How you holding up, sobrina?” Regaldo asks of Maricela while stabbing stars.

Maricela says “M’fine. “

mourns “One might help… with a triage, if it is alright…”(Encourage)

Regaldo spits on the ground as the last one falls.

Stepping back as the last silhouette falls, Axle winces, wounds suffered already closed all the same. “Damn, those things could take hits.”

Maricela adjusts the neck clasp of her jacket, huffing quietly.

“Understatement.” Regaldo remarks as he stows his weapons for now, “Everyone still in one piece?” he wonders while looking over the others.

Everyone moves protectively around Yukino who allows herself to complain a little bit in an attempt to spur everyone on. The four sihouettes fought two at a time, when one dropped, the third entered and when one more dropped, the fourth entered. Maricela gets the finishing slash in with her antique blade for three of them. Regaldo manages for one, Axle and Hella(wolf) fight ferociously. And the group evades all of the dark attacks of the starlight silhouettes.

The autumn hairpin lays on the altar at the other end of the church. One chime starts to sound, much louder than the four previously.

“I, do not like that.” Axle decides, staring at the altar warily as he readies his axe. “If I start, going nuts… please don’t let me die?”

Maricela starts toward the altar, leading the group, saber held close to her. “That’s gonna be bad, can we just… get in, get out…?” she asks, nerves audible.

Regaldo raises a brow with his attention more on his people than the relic, “Well, we’re this close. Who is going to volunteer as tribute?”

Maricela apparently volunteers as tribute.

Hella(wolf) huffs in response. she eyes Maricela then again lowers, ready to pounce

The tall windows around the church begin to crack more and more as Maricela gets closer. The chime makes a single loud DING… The windows shatter, the chiming cracks once again, much louder this time… Just for this time, for one of a tremendous size to show and much more aggressively as it makes towards Maricela.

Maricela says “Fuck shit balls.“

“Ah shit.” Axle mutters… before charging, all caution gone. “Fucking die!”

Yukino gets shoved away. That did not look good for her poor neck. “Ohw.”(Encourage)

Yukino encourages “Miss Mari can kill this thing, one thinks!”(Encourage)

Maricela skids, making a little ‘eep’ sound.

continues “Just like the last three, perhaps.”(Encourage)

Yukino gets thrown again and complains with an “Ohwie. Please kill it, one begs.”(Encourage)

“Stop throwin’ the sweet lil one, she already a ragdoll!” Maricela yells as she charges like a barbarian.

Yukino considers “Just like Mari said, perhaps!”(Encourage)

Hella(wolf) howls before trying again and again to chomp the figure.

“Die you mother fucking son of a cockroach spawned piece of shit!” Axle roars, hacking wildly without care for anything but killing.

Miss Mari hurt it! Yukino observes.(Encourage)

Hella(wolf) lets out a savage growl as she viciously claws the figure

Maricela wipes some blood off of her jacket onto Regaldo.

Axle continues hacking blindly for as long as the thing remains hackable, eyes alight with a feral, violent fury. “Die! Die in pain and fucking bleed you bastard! Die!”

The barrels of Regaldo’s minigun trail smoke while they stop spinning. “Think it’s the last one?” Maricela gets a shake of his head for the effort, “Thank you, sobrina.”

Hella(wolf) lets out a long howl of triumph. before running circles around the party, as if checking on them.

Regaldo says, sounding amused, “Furball’s got the zoomies.“

“Well, it ain’t what I was… worried about,” Maricela says, stepping gingerly to the altar, hopping the body.

This time, the massive thing just appeared with a pretty big punch that just threw everyone backwards. Yukino kept trying to be encouraging and observant and complaining, because thatt did not look good for her. And she finds herself pummeled down to the ground, of course, where she just keeps lying down. Her blade besides her. “One finds herself glad it is gone.” She says, staring at the ceiling.

It is, with the cooperation of everyone and several wild hits from Axle, Maricela and Hella(wolf), with supporting fire from Regaldo that Axle manages to get the killing hit in. It vanishes, this time, there is no chiming sound. The autumn hairpin lies ahead on the altar, awaiting its recovery.

Maricela steps cautiously toward the altar, keeping an ear out for anything else.

Hella’s body goes rigid for a moment, before her bones start audibly cracking and rearranging themselves. the fur recedes, her muzzle bends inwards, until… Hella is back in her human form, with a groggy, confused expression: “what… where… where are we?” she manages to say after she manages to get her bearings

Maricela says “Church. “

Maricela hears no more chiming. No other word, and when she steps before the altar with the hairpin, the butterfly falls away into a red, sparkly dust.

Axle has set about hacking into walls and anything else that looks “threatening” growling like a feral animal as wood or stone, both alike, crack beneath unholy blows from his axe.

Regaldo shifts his focus outward, facing himself and his weapon towards the exit to ensure they’re not caught from behind. Axle’s wanton rampage brings a smile to the large man.

Maricela palms the hair pin, looking it over as she starts back toward the group.

Hella says, sounding confused and uncertain alike, “is… is he… ok?“

“He big man, he get big mad, I thought all men be like that,” Maricela admits to Hella, keeping a good distance from Axle as she heads back toward Yukino.

Nothing jumps out at Maricela when she palms the hairpin, and besides for a rage fueled Axle making clink clink clink when his axe hits the walls again and again and again, it is rather quiet. A school of fish floats through the air, and keeps far away from Axle’s clink clink clink.

Hella says “dunno. havin’ one wannabe my man was nuf for me.“

Axle doesn’t look to be calming any time soon, though he also doesn’t seem to be targetting the group with those wild attacks.

Clink clink clink. The walls start to have scratches.

“He’ll tucker himself out soon enough.” Regaldo reasons while remaining on guard, “If nothing else, can probably fashion a papoose and stuff him into it.”

“I asked Shi if he’d care if we had Templars over and he just asked if he should be cookin’,” Maricela says with a lift of shoulders. “But then you get him in the field and he clean up, I don’t get it.”

Axle just keeps on swinging, seemingly intent on bringing down one of those walls no matter what it takes.

“Everyone ambulatory?” Regaldo wonders with a look shot in Yukino’s direction, “You ok to move, little miss?”

“One might appreciate if sir Axle might assist this unworthy one back to her feet, please.” Yukino mentions, still flat on her back. “One finds it a little tricky to observe, has the hairpin been recovered, if it is alright to ask?”

Hella eyes Axle warily: “I guess a joint won’t calm him down will it?” she asks tentatively

CLINK CLINK CLINK. Axle keeps trying, scratches are made. But the wall does not give way in the slightest.

With Axle otherwise involved with the demolition of the walls, Regaldo ambles over to aid Yukino in getting up.

Maricela holds the hairpin up, above Yukino, letting her see its colors, before she tucks it into an inside pocket of her reinforced jacket.

Hella moves to help Regaldo with Yukino “all good?” she asks Yukino.

Hella only now realizes she’s stark naked: “uh. well… shit.” she lets out a long, resigned sigh.

“One appreciates it and is grateful, sir Regaldo.” Yukino says, this time forcing herself not to follow her instinct. “If…” She hops, to turn herself to look towards Axle. “Sir Axle might feel satisfied with his enjoyment of hitting the wall he forgets that it might be safe now…” She hops to face the door. “One finds it might be time to go…”

Hella says, sounding uncertain but hopeful, “I’m still offering him a joint if he stops hitting the walls…“

“I think his girl be a drug kingpin secretly,” Maricela says in a stage whisper to Hella.

“I think I can get his attention.” Regaldo reasons as he levels the GAU-17 in Axle’s general direction, “You lot may want to take a step back.” is mentioned as the barrels start to spool.

Hella gapes: “oh shit…” she mumbles before quickly stepping out of the way

Hella lets out a sigh: “men…”

The walls gives some way, chipping and chipping. There is some that has broken off, but the wall is still standing where it is, defiant of Axle’s and Regaldo’s attempt. Then the walls begin to grow translucent…

As bullets begin to buzz from that gun, Axle suddenly snaps around. “Who are we getting! I’ll kill them! Lets go!” Then, he’s dead sprinting for that door, walls forgotten in his frenzied state.

Hella says “guys? I don’t know you but that to me looks like the queue to get the fuck outta dodge“

Maricela keeps herself between Yukino and the wall, trying to help the injured woman move as fast as she can. “Anyone else remember seein’ glass crab turn inta a buildin’? ‘Cause I do…” she remarks, intelligently.

“Don’t have to tell me twice!” comes from Regaldo as he turns and books it for the exit while trying to hang the large weapon back into it’s mount. And, providing no one else bothered to do it, he’ll also move to help Yukino get out of Dodge with Maricela.

Outside, the black starlight filled silhouettes are watching again. When Axle makes to sprint for them, they vanish and he can hear the gentle sounds of chimes ring through the air close to where it was. The way back, has completely changed.

Hella runs along, still naked: “guys? is it a bad time to ask what the fuck happened?” she asks while running for dear life with the party

As Axle passes through the threshold, Axle takes one last parting shot at those hated walls.

“Fake physics, we fought the cosmos,” Maricela summarizes, in her typical very intelligent way.

“Can debrief later. Running now.” Regaldo offers to Hella only to ask, “Which way out of this maze?”

BANG the shot runs from Axle’s shotgun and hit nothing, as the wall disappears just half a second before his gunshot would have hit. “One might wonder if we could consider merely finding stairs, perhaps…”

Maricela whistles and nods her head toward them, despite half the party being right next to her. She’s not shoving Yukino up them, but she’s… not… NOT doing that, either.

Yukino is turned away when Maricela tries to move her, but will move along with Maricela regardless to whatever she might have found.

Axle is quickly redirected in his charge by Maricela’s whistle, pelting for those stairs.

“Sorry about this.” Regaldo tells Yukino as he doesn’t ask permission and picks the short asian lady up to trudge up the stairs, “Let’s go.” He does, however, try to be somewhat gentle and not jostle her too much. “Lead the way, sobrina. I’d rather not have a repeat of the floor going poof.”

having turned into a wolf, Hella(wolf) bumps Yukino’s thigh with her head. lowering herself as if saying, mount up

Maricela says “Up the stairs, battle mounts!“

Yukino feels the bump to her thigh and then gets picked up by Regaldo. She still mourns “Ohw.” And tries to keep her neck straight.

Hella(wolf) bumps into Axle’s leg from the side as she catches up to him

With the giant taking the lead, it’s trivial for Maricela to jog behind, trusting Regaldo and Hella(wolf) to get Yukino up. There is no look back, not here, where reality is subjective. The stairs seem to end, only for half a step later, a new set to lead along, minding, snaking, and ignoring where it looked like they were the last time they were looked at, heading up to an overlook large enough for the party, just at the mouth of one of the sewer tunnels. While she scrunches her nose, she heads for it all the same, desperate to get out.

“What! Oh!” Then, without questioning, probably due to the fury, Axle swings onto the wolf’s back, holding on by bracing one hand while the other brandishes his axe above his head, like a flag as they run for the exit. “Die! Lets kill them all!” He shouts, hopefully clearing the way of anything trying to slow the group with the rampant fury and his wolf mount.

And after some moments, the party arrives at the sewer entrance just fine, having escaped the every changing streets of Biringan. For today.

Hella(wolf) lets out a bloodcurdling howl as she just charges forward with Axle on her back.