When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

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Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

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[limitstorm]

[ SECONDHAND SMOKE KILLS, ALLEN

EVEN THE SLIGHTEST PARTICLE ]

I'm fine. I've got my powers back, that's all. [ there's an edge of irritation in his voice, but it's not at allen. by the way he's glaring at the darkness rising from him, it's irritation at his inability to control it. ]

[save_the_souls]

[WELL THEN DON'T GO ALL HEART OF DARKNESS ON HIS SMOKE BREAK. GOD.]

You got your powers back? [Wow, he's never heard that happening before. And why does he seem so pissed about it- oh yeah probably because he's leaking darkness tentacles. That kinda sucks] How did that happen?

[limitstorm]

[ TELL PEOPLE WHEN YOUR SMOKE BREAK IS GOD ]

Yeah, I did. [ he frowns, deeply. ] Captain said that I was out for a week--I woke up when those ships attacked. Since then, I've had my powers back. I dunno how, when they were gone for almost a year...

[save_the_souls]

I see...

[That's weird]

Did you hit your head before you went out?

[limitstorm]

If I did, I don't remember it. [ a sigh. ] Didn't wake up with a bruise, so I don't think so.

[save_the_souls]

I see...

...Maybe it was something you ate...?

[limitstorm]

Are you calling me a bad cook?

[save_the_souls]

What? No!

I've never even tasted your cooking!

[limitstorm]

... good.

[ well, that he's not calling riku a bad cook, anyway. ]

I'm pretty sure the Atroma's just playing a trick and decided to give me back my powers when I least expected it. I've barely been practicing, now I've gotta start all over again, or else...

[save_the_souls]

[....]

[Yeah, he doesn't need to ask what that "or else" could mean. Not after their last conversation.]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[limitstorm]

[ huh? help?

riku looks at allen strangely for a moment, almost like he expects allen to yell 'psych!' or something. ]

Uh--really?

[save_the_souls]

Yes, really.

[He moves to sit on the ground, pulling up the sleeve of his left arm so you can see a bit of very red arm. Which casually going to push the lit end of his cigarette into that arm to put it out. Ah. The joys of having an arm with next to no feeling. He then looks back at Riku]

I admit I'm not as skilled as you are at controlling the darkness- but I am an Exorcist. My job is to protect people from things that come from the darkness. So...even if this is a bit unusual compared to my normal jobs, I think...helping you still counts, in a way.

[limitstorm]

[ he starts when allen puts his cigarette out on his arm. uh???? LOOKING VAGUELY CONCERNED...???

uh--right, allen's getting all serious now. ]

If you're an Exorcist, shouldn't you be excersi... exorcising me?

[save_the_souls]

[ITS TOTALLY FINE!! And look no risk of starting a wildfire either yay. And there's a slight pause as he considers.]

...If you truly lost control your darkness and became dangerous to people, then yes. I would.

[He offers him a smile] But something about you tells me that won't be necessary.

[limitstorm]

[ riku's not sure how to react to it--his brows knit together in confusion again. allen can't possibly know that.

he sighs, nonetheless. ]

The only thing I remember helping me was fighting every day. I fell out of practice a long time ago, though.

[save_the_souls]

Fighting what, exactly?

[limitstorm]

... mostly monsters called Heartless. Other stuff too.

[save_the_souls]

Oh right, the Heartless.

[Hmmm...]

Would sparring work?

[limitstorm]

Uh--I guess. I dunno how dangerous that'd be though.

[save_the_souls]

Well, I'm not heartless [ha] but if danger's what you need?

[He'll yank off his glove of his left hand, which is very red, before it gets covered in green energy and morphs into a long, black razor sharp claws. He grins]

I think I could give you some.

[limitstorm]

[ eyes going wide, he leans in. whoaaa, what is this. claws? that's weird, he'd never imagine allen with claws... ]

I meant I might be dangerous, but that looks pretty cool.

[save_the_souls]

[He laughs]

Danger's fine with me. It's how I train best.

[limitstorm]

[ he's still a little skeptical... ]

If you're sure about this, I guess I could try it out.

[save_the_souls]

Yeah, that's the spirit!

[He jumps to his feet, stretching a little. When that's out of the way, a lens appears over his left eye and he moves into a fighting stance. Overall? He seems quite pumped and eager at the idea of an actual fight. So much better than talking about feelings]

Alright. When you're ready, come at me!

[limitstorm]

[ huh... weird. he's so eager. allen didn't seem like this when they first met... either way, he gets up and breathes in slowly. the darkness starts to recede, and riku starts to be in a bit more control. ]

Magic's okay? [ he asks, getting into a stance. ]