Training Room #3: Rugal
Following what would only be described as all 10 Jason Voorhees movies wrapped into around a few minutes of nigh-endless mook horror, Rugal was almost glad to see the Persona slowly fade.
"So...This is Persona..." He said as he walked around the remains, deep claw marks marred the walls of the training room as Hercules slashed and slashed and slashed over and over.
"It's impressive...Ain't it?"
Rugal then began to hold his head in pain as his "Friend" returned to him while Caim tried out his own.
"It was nice to flex, but...there is...something missing...I like that form, but...I'd prefer MY own form to this one assigned to me."
Ignoring Caim and pacing out of the training room, Rugal then supported himself on one of the Hallway walls, checking to see if anyone was looking as he seemed to be pouring buckets of sweat.
"Make no mistake, we both know what belongs to whom and I plan on getting what is mine."
Then, just as quickly as it flared up, the pain left Rugal's mind, leaving him tired and exasperated as he stood outside.
Once he took a moment to compose himself, He then slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor, wondering what the hell was happening to him.
Training Room #1: David West
Right as Yu warned him, David felt someone grab him from behind-
"David West, It is I. Your Dark Reflec-"
"CHRIST!" He exclaimed before struggling with his Shadow Doppelganger, getting the upper hand and drawing his M500 before hammering the butt of which right in his Shadow's face.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!....FUCKING-JESUS!? I....fuck....oohhhhhhhh...." The Shadow then began to cry and whine as he fell back on the ground, holding his face in pain.
After all, getting hit with anything in the face hurts, never-mind the butt of a handgun.
"Right! Got him downed! Do I blow his brains out?" The Sniper enthusiastically asked his supports with a mixed excitement, like learning how to drive.
"NO! YOU FUCKING RETARD! God, Man, Didn't you pay attention to anything?! ahhhhhhh...SHIT!....ohhhhhh....my fucking nose...." His dark-side berated his light side, still groaning as blood(?) poured down his face.
It was strange, it was less anger and more...well, There was anger, but more in the "You just socked me in the face you total prick!" variety then the standard Shadow Fare.
"....So....Ummm....What?..." The Sniper asked, THIS was a Shadow fight?! All he was seeing was a darker toned version of himself laying in pain.
"ohhhhh...man, guess it was a little too much to trust you with a menial task...come on, help me up." His "Dark Side" said as he reluctantly helped him up.
"......Uhhhh...So now what do I-"
"Yeah, would you give me a damn minute?! I just got my fricking nose broken over here...Ugh, nose is pissing like a race horse..." The Shadow groaned before walking right past everyone, looking for a tissue to help clean the blood pouring from his nasals.
"........WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?!" David finally snapped, having no earthly idea what was going on as his "Evil Side" harmlessly searched around the edges of the room for one.
Training Room #4: Deadshot
Deadshot couldn't help but let out a wolf whistle at Ella's Persona, noting it was more Angelic then Demonic, although it was clear that he wasn't gazing at it for the symbolism.
"Man, I'm loving this Gig already! Can't wait to see what the Company Healthcare package is like!" He joked as he pulled up one of the folding chairs and sat down on it as Cadolbolg had his turn.
He almost wish he had popcorn as he watched a MUCH bigger dragon come from the little baby one that seemed to follow everyone around.
"YEAH! LET'S GO! LET'S GO! THAT THING IS GONNA FUCK YO SHIT UP! LIKE 3D WITHOUT THE GLASSES! SOME ONE CALL THE PRODUCERS AND EXPLAIN TO THEM WHERE THE ENTIRE EFFECTS BUDGET WENT! WOOOO!" He shouted as a excited child in a Cinema.
"Wish you could get them to last a little longer. Having a Personal Kill-machine is always handy and if I'm in a spot, just sell some of that bling of his to get back in the red. Man...And here I was thinking the San Andreas Gig was a easy buck!" He gloated, unaware of anything Ella had went though during their quest to stop him from ruining the entire region.
Outside of Practice Room #2: Jenny
As Cz and Melethia brought Constance and Som up to speed, Jenny opted out of training to study the files they were given in more detail, especially of that virus.
Thus, when Fuuka asked her what she was doing, she had to ask again in order to get though to her.
"Oh...Well, just the rest of the crew kinda have everything they need for...well, anything. So I'm kinda like a "Mission Control" or just someone to ask what's going on. Hence in order to do that, I need to know what's going on. Besides, I would be more interested to get into the minds of these Shadow Victims, see if there is anything I can get out of them." she explained, having gotten so wrapped up in everything she failed to realize that her powers were gone or limited.
Following what would only be described as all 10 Jason Voorhees movies wrapped into around a few minutes of nigh-endless mook horror, Rugal was almost glad to see the Persona slowly fade.
"So...This is Persona..." He said as he walked around the remains, deep claw marks marred the walls of the training room as Hercules slashed and slashed and slashed over and over.
"It's impressive...Ain't it?"
Rugal then began to hold his head in pain as his "Friend" returned to him while Caim tried out his own.
"It was nice to flex, but...there is...something missing...I like that form, but...I'd prefer MY own form to this one assigned to me."
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"I'll be happy when we leave this place...Rugal?..."
"Make no mistake, we both know what belongs to whom and I plan on getting what is mine."
Then, just as quickly as it flared up, the pain left Rugal's mind, leaving him tired and exasperated as he stood outside.
Once he took a moment to compose himself, He then slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor, wondering what the hell was happening to him.
Training Room #1: David West
Right as Yu warned him, David felt someone grab him from behind-
"David West, It is I. Your Dark Reflec-"
"CHRIST!" He exclaimed before struggling with his Shadow Doppelganger, getting the upper hand and drawing his M500 before hammering the butt of which right in his Shadow's face.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!....FUCKING-JESUS!? I....fuck....oohhhhhhhh...." The Shadow then began to cry and whine as he fell back on the ground, holding his face in pain.
After all, getting hit with anything in the face hurts, never-mind the butt of a handgun.
"Right! Got him downed! Do I blow his brains out?" The Sniper enthusiastically asked his supports with a mixed excitement, like learning how to drive.
"NO! YOU FUCKING RETARD! God, Man, Didn't you pay attention to anything?! ahhhhhhh...SHIT!....ohhhhhh....my fucking nose...." His dark-side berated his light side, still groaning as blood(?) poured down his face.
It was strange, it was less anger and more...well, There was anger, but more in the "You just socked me in the face you total prick!" variety then the standard Shadow Fare.
"....So....Ummm....What?..." The Sniper asked, THIS was a Shadow fight?! All he was seeing was a darker toned version of himself laying in pain.
"ohhhhh...man, guess it was a little too much to trust you with a menial task...come on, help me up." His "Dark Side" said as he reluctantly helped him up.
"......Uhhhh...So now what do I-"
"Yeah, would you give me a damn minute?! I just got my fricking nose broken over here...Ugh, nose is pissing like a race horse..." The Shadow groaned before walking right past everyone, looking for a tissue to help clean the blood pouring from his nasals.
"........WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?!" David finally snapped, having no earthly idea what was going on as his "Evil Side" harmlessly searched around the edges of the room for one.
Training Room #4: Deadshot
Deadshot couldn't help but let out a wolf whistle at Ella's Persona, noting it was more Angelic then Demonic, although it was clear that he wasn't gazing at it for the symbolism.
"Man, I'm loving this Gig already! Can't wait to see what the Company Healthcare package is like!" He joked as he pulled up one of the folding chairs and sat down on it as Cadolbolg had his turn.
He almost wish he had popcorn as he watched a MUCH bigger dragon come from the little baby one that seemed to follow everyone around.
"YEAH! LET'S GO! LET'S GO! THAT THING IS GONNA FUCK YO SHIT UP! LIKE 3D WITHOUT THE GLASSES! SOME ONE CALL THE PRODUCERS AND EXPLAIN TO THEM WHERE THE ENTIRE EFFECTS BUDGET WENT! WOOOO!" He shouted as a excited child in a Cinema.
"Wish you could get them to last a little longer. Having a Personal Kill-machine is always handy and if I'm in a spot, just sell some of that bling of his to get back in the red. Man...And here I was thinking the San Andreas Gig was a easy buck!" He gloated, unaware of anything Ella had went though during their quest to stop him from ruining the entire region.
Outside of Practice Room #2: Jenny
As Cz and Melethia brought Constance and Som up to speed, Jenny opted out of training to study the files they were given in more detail, especially of that virus.
Thus, when Fuuka asked her what she was doing, she had to ask again in order to get though to her.
"Oh...Well, just the rest of the crew kinda have everything they need for...well, anything. So I'm kinda like a "Mission Control" or just someone to ask what's going on. Hence in order to do that, I need to know what's going on. Besides, I would be more interested to get into the minds of these Shadow Victims, see if there is anything I can get out of them." she explained, having gotten so wrapped up in everything she failed to realize that her powers were gone or limited.