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Kazuya sat cross legged in the Sensorium's recreation of the Hon-maru temple deep in meditation. The shrine in front of him remained untouched, but the scene behind him looked like a war zone. The usually large open and pristine hardwood floor was covered in large craters, and there were several holes in the ceiling where the cloudless night sky could be seen. The scene itself was oddly serene, considering it would take only a simple gesture on Kazuya's part to start a simulation where an army of androids would attack him.

For now though, he was simply meditating. So much had happened in the short time he had been on the ship. He had lost the driving cause he had to live; bringing his father to justice and ending his family's cursed bloodline. He had also lost the one thing keeping him sort of sane, the hope of finding his lover.

With so much on his mind, his other self was vying for control of him. He was outwardly calm and peaceful, but any psychics in the area would easily pick up on the vicious battle for control for his mind.

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[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

Roxie isn't quite a psychic, but she has other ways of understanding the world, and the darkness inside Kazuya is like a flare to her, drawing her in from all the outside the Sensorium.

Her footsteps are soft on the wood, with the practiced stride of someone used to sneaking about.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

Though meditating as he was, and facing away from the entrance even, he was acutely aware of the other presence there with him, that wasn't 'him'. "Can I help you?" he said in a low and almost patronizing tone, not moving another muscle to otherwise face her or the like.

It was convenient that the other side of him didn't wish to be outed to the crew just yet, and dialed down its intensity with Roxie's entrance.

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

"I thought I heard something," Roxie says quietly, hands in two of the many pockets of her oversized denim jacket. Not that 'heard' is quite the right word. More like 'smelled' or 'felt'.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

"Whatever it was you thought you heard, you would be better off ignoring it."

Kazuya could sense... something from Roxie, and knew that she had sensed his other presence as well. It was disconcerting to say the least that someone could pick up on that sort of thing so easily. This one would require some watching.

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

"It's part of my duty to not overlook anything that might be dangerous."

She slowly shuffles around to look at him, moving only a little at a time. It's the kind of thing that suggests limited motion--or exaggerated self-cautiousness.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

Kazuya smirked at her choice of words. "So, you think I am dangerous, hm?"

He stood slowly, taking a deep breath as he turned to face Roxie, that smirk still on his face, even as he slowly assumed a fighting stance. "You have no idea just how right you are."

In the distance, the faint sound of helicopters could be heard, along with the sounds of metal on metal and apparatuses sliding into place.

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"Might be," Roxie corrects, her tone of voice neutral.

As Kazuya settles into the fighting stance, her body language doesn't really change, but she does pull her hands from her pockets and fold her arms over her chest. A brass ring glints dully on a finger of her left hand.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

Kazuya simply smirks as he glances to one side as a large blur of metal crashes through the ceiling. After a moment, a large and menacing looking android rises from the crater it made. Mere moments later, a plethora join it, all glaring their glowing red eyes at both Roxie and Kazuya.

"I suggest you either leave, or prepare to fight for your life."

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

Roxie's hand goes up to her neck and then slides away, cupping something. For a moment, there is the shine of a fine silver chain around her neck before it drops back to where she pulled it from inside the plantsuit.

"Robots?" Her curiosity seems almost detachedly platonic.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

"Androids. Engineered purely for genocide."

One of the robots charge him, but a quick backhanded fist ripped a sizable gash in the machinery, sending steel gears and scraps flying. But, for the moment, the others held off on their attacks.

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

"They don't seem very durable."

Roxie's stance hasn't changed, but her eyes have unfocused a little. Listening around and behind her.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

"Military grade steel and titanium alloy, or whatever the closest facsimile this place can make."

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

"Not very durable," she repeats, standing still and silent as she watches the androids.

She's going to let one of them make the first move, it looks like.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

"We shall see."

Apparently, the JACK's had enough of waiting around, as now they're attacking both with relentless ferocity and punches capable of toppling tanks. Kazuya, for the most part is easily dispatching the robots left and right, and is keeping a close eye on just what Roxie proves capable of.

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

As the first one strikes at her—

—the ring on her finger glints in the light, and the android bounces off an invisible surface in midair, skidding past her at a slant. Her other hand reaches out, and a full-sized silver mace (http://i50.tinypic.com/2z8umud.jpg) flares out from it, twisting in her grip as light as a feather to slam through its head. The weapon, for its part, is completely undamaged and even still shiny.

She twists, smashing off the attacking limbs of another with the mace, using its unwieldy-looking length to compensate for the short reach of her own arms.

[demonicgene.livejournal.com]

Just as he thought. Physically weak, and relies on mystical means completely. Well then, let's see how she handles this... One of the Jacks kicks at Kazuya, who grabs the leg, spins once and then sends the android flying at Roxie, bowling over several other Jacks as well.

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

She notices it just in time to turn, crouch, and flick her hand with the ring up. The brass glints—

—the android skids up past her as though it had hit an invisible ramp surrounding her, finally plummeting to a stop against another wall.

"That's not very nice," she says, grabs by the arm another android that was about to attack her, and seemingly-effortlessly chucks it like a shotput at Kazuya.