Flat Line (Open, party of 2)

[Tristan Carter]

When the overly clean smell of disinfectant became a constant thing, Tristan regretted his decision to look around in the hospital. If the smell alone was so bad, he reasoned, imagine just how bad the actually harmful things will be? Still, he felt he needed to find something that was a touch more challenging. By that, he meant something that wasn't an area boss. He had no problems with dealing with easier area bosses.

Tristan refused to look into patient rooms, though. No matter what, he doubted seeing coffins in those rooms would do him any good. He could leave the rooms to others. They are all generally weird enough to think of it as a good idea, so far as the boy was concerned. Still, they made for good allies. Maybe even some of them would make for good friends, were they not all cast into the weird circumstances that they were in. 

[Akira Nakajima]

While Akira wasn't one to particularly enjoy the atmosphere that a hospital had, he wasn't as bothered by it when the Shadows were about, odd as it might have seemed. The smells still lingered, and there were coffins aplenty to suggest that plenty of people were around, but he felt much more at ease there than he did when it was bright and "happy" with people strolling through like it was the best place ever. He'd take the company of monsters over doctors anyday. It wasn't that he had a grudge against them, though. Nor did he have any trauma with them. Hell, there wasn't a single things that doctors had ever done, or neglected to do, that effected him in any way.

He just didn't really like them or being around them. It was on reason he liked having healing abilities. There was literally no excuse for him to actually have to go and involve himself with the good white-cloaked folks.

"Oh, well this is somewhat unexpected." He casually observed after noticing Tristan. Unexpected, yes. Unwelcome, though, no. He was perfectly all right with meeting with someone there. He hadn't quite gotten a proper grip on the power level of enemies there, so having some company would have been great. Better yet with someone that actually could serve as a damager.

"Good to see you're doing well." He nodded at the other, taller, male. The boy wasn't riding Hayagriva. In fact, the horse wasn't even out at the present. He blamed the placement of the coffins, but it was problematic to mount and dismount constantly. Though it took some getting used to, he had managed to walk around with his halberd with minimal difficulty. Hopefully it wouldn't make combat too difficult.

[Alice]

Feel like life is just resisting you lately?

Ominous Book
Resist: Dark, Strike
Weak: Light
Skills: Mudoon, Mind Charge, Evil Smile

Devilish Raven
Resist: Fire
Weak: Ice
Skills: Agilao, Mamudo Matarukaja

[Akira Nakajima]

Things appeared. About as could be expected, certainly, but that didn't make them any less unpleasant. Akira summoned Hayagriva, and the defensive enhancement activated for both of the young men. He leveled his halberd and lightly nodded at Tristan before focusing on the bird. Stepping in, the boy swung his halberd and clipped part of the bird's wing, causing its course of flight to become awkward at best, gradually sinking in a spiral. The fire blast launched in response had no effect on Akira, though. Closing in on his grounded opponent, the boy began to swing his weapon, slicing the other wing, before entering a flurry of attacks of every sort. Slashing, stabbing, beating. However he could best string his attacks together using the multi-purpose instrument of destruction, he did, and the effects were slow to show, but obvious. The bird spurted and crumbled underneath the assault, gradually dissolving and becoming nothing.

”Much easier than some of the other things we've been having to deal with lately, huh?” His tone was pleasant, as was his expression. While a challenge was all right every now and then, a total and undisputed victory was always fine.

[Tristan Carter]

Tristan grinned when he saw the other boy approaching. The two seemed to get along well, in Tristan's opinion, so there was that. But there was also the fact that having a healer who could also boost certain aspects, like defense. Before Tristan could say anything, though, a pair of shadows approached the duo. Akira, after increasing their defense, dashed after the bird.

Tristan, while summoning Odysseus, was hit with a burst of darkness. It was irritating, but little more. It certainly wasn't that strong. The boy lowered the book's natural resistance to darkness and fired off a couple spells in quick succession. It was far too easy, it seemed, when the area felt like it should have been fairly difficult.

With a small smile, Tristan nodded in agreement with Akira's words. "I'm not going to lie, though," he said with an almost confused look, "I was expecting more of a challenge. Maybe we simply lucked out and got the weakest links." Then a considered his statement and added, with a mumble, "although that may not be too lucky." If the other enemies were that weak, that was great. If not, though, it would be a horrible experience later on.