A NEW CHALLENGER APPEARS [Active]

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Character(s): Minamimoto Sho, Kiryu "Joshua" Yoshiya
Content: After Joshua returns to Composer form, Sho notices a powerful energy spike in lack of better terms. Curiosity + Cat = Sho going to check it oouuut.
Setting: Starts at Actua Are Hotel [F3] and nearby places from there
Time: No idea, week 9.
Warnings: TWEWY spoilers abound.

Instead of just bitching like usual, Minamimoto took the darkness as an opportunity to think. He sat at the table, a lone emergency candle lighting the surrounding area. In his hand he held a pen--red ink--with which he scribbled down numbers, letters, and symbols on the papers spread across the table. He had believed at first his plans were reduced to zero value, but now... he wasn't so sure. Perhaps he could follow through on his equation after all. It wouldn't be easy, but this iteration, he was allowed a greater function of time. He wasn't limited to a week; possibly the only plus side to his situation.

After filling about a two-third of the page, the Reaper abruptly stopped. He could feel a something that held an enormous amount of energy. A monster, a frequency vibe, he wasn't quite sure what it belonged to, but Sho really wanted to check it out.

And so he did. He snuffed out the candle--no point in wasting it--and stuck the pen in his pocket before teleporting out of the building. Sure it was dark, but he'd just have to deal.

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The transition from human to Composer was quite a mental shock to him when it was not a direct mental command. Though Joshua had known about it for hours and had simply waited in Wildkat, preparing himself so the change would be as smooth as possible.

He was a being after all that was perfectly aware of all the different instances of him running about at separate times, separate worlds, separate realities and separate planes. He was aware of every single word, expression, personality and experience the other instances of him had, so he was aware that they were all coming together once more under the same subliminal will which had made the alternate he'd encountered in the parallel Shibuya to turn silent upon gazing upon him. They always did; they were thralls, after all. But now, each and every one of them was responding, their thoughts of their own little lives elsewhere colliding in his head into a lovely mish-mash of the same voice.
All accounted for. All there, present and correct.
Wonderful. ....He decided he'd check on Pink later. That was probably the best was to ascertain the state of Shibuya due to the fact that Pink was from a Parallel version of it. Not the best way he decided, but still. A way.

The Game was everything.

His form changed, to that of a silhouette of a man just about too tall to be human, the very form of light itself, and without ceremony, he teleported from the cafe. It was pointless to leave Hanekoma anything like a note, or a 'thank you for the roof over my head' or anything like that. The Angel knew how it worked. He went there when he was in need of something, not social calls. Not anymore.

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Persistent and determined as ever, Minamimoto tracked down that vibe through, quickly running towards the source. Thankfully, he'd avoided a collision with any hard to make out obstacles or building walls, but he wasn't going to push his luck quite yet; there was always the probability it'd happen. He could feel the vibe growing stronger as he drew closer, creating a ringing sensation in his ears.

About five feet away from the source, he noticed a faint glow in the darkness, causing him to stop. White light in a humanoid shape. Numerous solutions immediately came to mind, but he was stuck on one: this was the Composer in his true form. A giant fucking fairy. This was either very good or very bad for the mathematician's well-being, though he wasn't all too concerned. He was willing to throw caution to the wind for this. Chances were that Joshua already knew he was there. Nevertheless, he kept his distance and merely chose to observe.

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Reapers were attuned to most vibes, after all. Well... attuned wasn't the word. More like resistant. Couldn't have them reacting too adversely to him in the Underground, after all. It might hamper their quality of work. He sensed Sho. He sensed Hanekoma. He sensed so much more, and so quickly, he was unsure if he could sense every person in the district. Most likely, he decided as he checked his surroundings. Alleyway. It was hardly like he expected more.

Giant fucking fairy indeed, Joshua moved silently towards Minamimoto; closing his natural perception of thoughts in proximity off. The Reaper's presence was of very little circumstance really, since the Composer was under the impression that he was at full power and unable to be percepted.