A New Time, A New Place
We Were Meant To Thrive
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Shinnosuke's gaze shifted to the new Zi-O before shifting back to the attackers. The way they were frozen reminded him uncomfortably of the Roidmudes. It was rather surprising that he had such a skill. He exhaled softly as he triggered the Tridrop finisher, an over-accelerated aerial kick.
He gave a nasty, brutal kick to one of the heavily armored Tarkatans, a blast of sparks and light remaining hanging from the impact before he landed, half turning. He saw the Tarkatan stumbling from the strike before he slowly froze. 'Definitely like the Slowdown caused by Roidmudes,' he noted. He saw Geiz's chest armor close, shifting from blue to orange as his weapon shifted to look like a handheld buzzsaw.
"Goretsu!!" blared out. His head tilted as the glow in the Zikan Jaxclaw pulsed rapidly, before ReviveGoretsu Geiz's arm lashed out, seeing the energy saws zip out at high speed before they steadily slowed to a halt. He saw Zi-O tilt his head before he vanished abruptly before he saw no less than three dozen baskets beneath the ten nearest trees filled with apples as Zi-O reappeared.
Perspective Shift- Fengàri FPoV
I stumbled a bit and I slid to a stop beside Tsukuyomi and Woz. "Let's put our foot down. Show these Tarkata that they won't be invading here easily," I comment as I quickly tap the buttons on the Zi-O and Grand Zi-O Ridewatches before releasing the lock on the Driver as I see WozGinga prep his Time Explosion as he releases his Ginga form for his normal one before Tsukuyomi releases her Driver's lock after hitting her Ridewatch.
A slight smirk crosses my lips as I swat the Driver into a full rotation as I hear three separate calls from three separate Drivers.
Time Break!!
Time Jack!!
Time Explosion!!
We pushed off into a flying side kick, golden temporal energy surging over my leg as silvery celestial energy surged over Tsukuyomi's leg as pale emerald energy surged over Woz's leg before our kicks hit.
The crimson, orange, golden, silvery and pale emerald energies clashed before I tilted my head before an almighty explosion kicked up as I saw the cube of Woz's Time Explosion rip itself apart.
A small smirk crossed my face as I noticed every bucket I'd set out was full of apples.
"Whooee doggy… ain't never seen a light show like that durin' the day," a wise elderly voice commented.
"Probably have at night, I'll bet," I comment with a small chuckle.
The elderly mare cackles. "True. Celestia was good with her nights, but better was Luna," she commented.
I shrug at her comment, not quite sure who she's referring to or what world this is, only that it seems to be anthropomorphic ponies.
I have to wonder what the reproductive rates of these Cragadiles are. If they're anything like the gators I'm familiar with, then this one, which was a good eight and a half feet long, is just a bèbè compared to some Troy and I dealt with… most of whom were between nine and eleven feet with a rare twelve thirteen footer. 'True, some places we hunted,' I thought as my fingers tugged free the Ridewatches, canceling the transformation, 'had six or seven footers which were smaller'n you'd expect,' before I blink as Shinnosuke's hand lands on my shoulder as my gaze shifts to the police detective as we walk back towards the farmhouse.
"What exactly were you cooking over there?" he questioned curiously.
"A small shift from an old-fashioned gator gumbo using that Cragadile thing. I can definitely say that the usual way we drop gators… a .22 bullet to the base of the skull at the kill spot… probably wouldn't have done anything to that one. Hell, if I remember right, Jacob, Troy's boy who tends to snipe 'em in open water if he ain't runnin' bait lines… uses a .308 with his rifle… that would have probable stunned it… 'cause when I hit it with a Rider Punch, even with the armor… felt like punching a good inch an' a half of solid granite," I deadpan. My gaze shifts to the pot before I blink several times in surprise as I immediately recognize who's stirring the pot. Her pale skin, dark burgundy irises, and crimson tipped black hair is immediately recognizable to me… having seen her numerous times in Sanctuary with the quadruplets, Wren, Maggie, and Fang. I see her smirk playfully before she bounces over and hugs me abruptly.
A soft chuckle escapes me. "Hey, Simi… at least I have one very recognizable face around," I comment.
"Who's recognizable? Police Wheel there? Or Pretty Moon Girl?" Simi quips childishly. My eyes roll at her nickname for Shinnosuke, though as I glance over my shoulder at Geiz and Tsukuyomi, the latter is blushing faintly.
"I'm referring to you, 'Hornay Girl'," I comment with a small chuckling smile, teasing her way of referring to her Charonite horns. I'm not that surprised by her tilting head before she shakes her head, tugging me towards the pot. I boop her on the nose, amused as she goes cross eyed before she sneezed out a small burst of flames. "Though… where's Acheron?" I comment before she giggles.
"Right here, silly god," Simi quips as she taps my chest with two fingers. My eyebrow twitched upward as I know I'm not Acheron Parthenopaeus, though I can sense she knows more than she's telling. I sigh before shrugging, stirring the pot a bit before tasting it. I shiver slightly as, despite the unfamiliar spices here, it tastes just as I recall. Spicy and smoky with a hint of sweetness and just the slightest hint of sour from the lemon juice. The Alaskan Salmon and Cragadile make for a very fragrant blend combined with the local spices.
"Find a seat and bowls, everyone," I comment, noticing a stack of bowls, one roughly twice the size of the others before I meet Simi's gaze, chuckling at her grin. For just a moment, a memory flickers in my mind before I blink, seeing a girl with E cup breasts and poofy raspberry pink hair as well as a fine layer of light raspberry fur. My eyebrows rise before flicking to Simi. "Didn't know you had another sister, Simi-sè," I deadpan.
I'm kinda surprised as the light raspberry furred girl giggles as Simi snickers, punching my shoulder. "Xiamara is in Katoteros, like the others, Akri-Fen," she comments before I exhale softly. Obviously, there's far more than she's telling or implying, but at the moment, we have empty bellies to fill.
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