Go-Tee

Chapter Six: Snake Dance PREVIOUSLY: Teaming up with a man in armor named Zank to take down the Mastery’s operations in the US and hopefully fix what has happened to her friend Carma, Ezora finds herself facing off with a strange woman and her pet snake. The practice of jiryu bonding, to share ones power with an object or animal, was uncommon and difficult, but Ezora had seen it done once. That did very little to prepare her for the sight of a large snake soaring around the factory, smashing through support beams and smacking Zank around. It took a moment to process. The Scale herself was no pushover. Every time Ezora threw a kick she snaked around it and hit her instead. It had happened several times and she still didn’t believe it when she saw it. Their belly rolls sort of stretched out and her body lengthened so she could slither through whatever was thrown at her. It was surreal to see. “Well, I can do that, too,” Ezora decided. When the Scale sent an energy ball her way, she

Chapter Four: Old Friend, New Friend PREVIOUSLY: Ezora was unexpectedly reunited with her friend Carma, who she believed to be dead thanks to a mysterious and voracious Woman in Black. Any celebration was cut short when they revealed themselves to be now be just as voracious and cruel as her killer, leaving her for dead – if not for the mysterious robot, unmasked as a man in a suit of armor. Cities were massive, sprawling things. They were bigger than you realized, stretching further than the landmarks or main streets you saw every day. Though New Castle was still standing, the idea of knocking it down completely didn’t seem so undoable anymore. Carma had left less a trail of destruction in her meeting with the Cheer Squad and more… well, whatever was left behind after hitting a fruit with a mallet, but a street. It didn’t leave Ezora with much to follow, specifically. And as she searched there were a few things she couldn’t simply walk away from. A revolving restaurant with one

Chapter Two: Ezora Fights A Robot PREVIOUSLY: After wandering the US for several months without contact with Zaftyg under the guise of their recruitment officer, Ezora was reunited with the Cheer Squad, who seemed intent on personally conquering Las Diablos for fun. Managing to wring the Mastery’s true plan out of them, Ezora flew off to dismantle a factory making jiryu keys – only to find a robot already attacking it. How to approach this... “Good job?” Ezora raised a hand to shake. The robot stared at her blankly. Then she glanced down at the emaciated guard and pointed at it instead. “Bad job.” It raised a hand and a beam hit her face. It wasn’t a blast, though. It wasn’t pushing her back; in fact it felt like her stomach was being pulled out her throat. A knee-jerk reaction brought back her energy ball and sent it into their hand. Now that she’d cut off the beam she was ducking under a metal fist. “Of course it’s not friendly. That would be too much to ask!” Its palm opened

Cooper had thought about it and had decided, “Why the hell not?” He was going to ask out that new waitress. He hadn’t formally met her; in fact he hadn’t even seen her, but Guy said she’d wrecked Hoake’s record after Hoake had wrecked his, and any girl who could do that was his type. He was thinking about it halfway through his fourth set on the weights when he heard a knock at his front door. This wasn’t in and of itself so unusual except that it was nine at night. That only occurred to him as he was opening the door. A woman in black was waiting on the porch. “Can I help you?” he asked. She looked him over, finding a heavy man who had muscles enough for two, and flashed a smile. “You absolutely will.” * It was warmer than it should have been for the middle of winter. Hoake could have sworn he could see the snow melting as he went. It was so strange, the park bench had been, well, crushed the other day. A rock just fell out of the sky, apparently. The mess had been cleaned up