Kasumi_Toshiyuki swift was her departure from the tavern , her mind swimming with a myriad of emotions but mostly its fear..fear of what she simply doesnt know...why her?..why now?...her pace is brisk and snappy, her gaze pinned on the earthen path bearly visable in the cascading shadows of the trees..silence except for her heavy breathing and cracking of the fabric about her legs..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki the moon sits high in its bed of ebony, the stars twinkle like light through a pit marked canvas..only this light rains down on this frail figure as she hurries along like something unseen is hot on her heels..the yukato strains with every lengthening stride..head bowed in comtemplation , scared to lift the ebony crown for fear of what she may see..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki many nights she has trekked this path,not till now has she been truly scared..hands tucked within the open sleeves that are folded across her stomach ..how she wishes she had not laid aside her blade..but even that would not help her she knows and its that and that alone that terrifies her the most..that and the fact the one called Donald was reluctant to help her in any way at all..

Clint_Maddrox Exiting the tavern, he keeps low and unnoticeable for the moment… He waits for a moment for Kasumi to leave and enter the forest path… Lowers his head, he slides his hands into his pockets as he walks some feet behind her… A slight smile forms on his face as he turns around to view his new surroundings… He stops for a moment, lowering his legs inches away from the ground…
Clint_Maddrox Feeling the organism push threw his skin, he knows she is the one…Using his leg muscles, he then thrusts himself into an adjacent tree, keeping his weight off of his feet his land is some what soft… Watching her from the height of the tree he follows, jumps from each to the next…He crouches down, keeping a distant view for trouble… Strands of black hair fall over his eyes… Bio Kinetic flocculation seem to leave his body in an invisible from of energy…
Clint_Maddrox He drops from the tree to the ground once again… Landing his crouches absorbing the rather light impact and shock… Once again his face is over come with yet another smile… "Excuse me, but do you know where we are… I think I'm lost…" He flicks his head back letting the strands of hair fall behind his ears, reveling pale blue eyes…

Kasumi_Toshiyuki softly her wooden sandles scuff at the soil upon every step..a thick curtain of ebony that shifts and sways about her back , rich and catching the moons fragile light within every strand making it seem like liquid..unbound the tresses hang free to caress her waist with its fleeting touch..time has past having any meaning..just getting to the temple and Akito is paramount..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki nagging thoughts rage..is it wise to seek out Akito , she is more than aware he is no match for that which she has seen this last night..power encased in a man , power she has no understanding of..and this mark that she has been told rests over her...for what purpose she can only guess..suddenly she is jarred into reality as a man`s voice cuts through her silent world
Kasumi_Toshiyuki inhaling sharply she spins to capture the man within her vision , she never heard him approach his words though gentle and harmless tell her nothing....her mind screams with the urge to simply run from him but she remains , hazel orbs now large as she forces herself to swallow and wet her lips enough to at least answer.." Lost..?"..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki she knows that was pretty stupid thing to say but those are the same words spoken by the one who did this to her..this insufferable mark that lays within her...he to was `lost` searching for answers..answers she couldnt give...

Clint_Maddrox Lowers his head, his eyes still holding onto her form… His smile slowly turns to laughter as he begins to take his hands out of his pockets… Within his hands he pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a black lighter… Taking one out of the package, he places it in his mouth, his thumb rubs against the lighter causing a spark, and then pressing down on the gas… A flame erupts form the lighter… Taking the light and flame to his cigarette, he slowly takes in a puff of smoke…
Clint_Maddrox Shaking his head he takes the smoke out of his mouth and exhales the excess smoke… "Yeah I'm kind of lost right now. I guess I haven't been in these parts before…" The truth of the matter was not that imported at the moment, but to hide his lies to takes another drag of the smoke… Turning around, he looks around the forest, a dancing flame of unseen energy flow around his hands as he keeps a close look out for danger…
Clint_Maddrox Unknown to him his task, and the importance of his mission, he smiles at her care free at the moment… "So, do you know exactly where we are? Oh how rude of me! My name is Clint."

Kasumi_Toshiyuki even within the moon`s fickle light her porcelain features are evident..pale and childlike with an innocence that seems to radiate from deeper than just her vision percieves..a face the color of alabaster marred with a rather large black bruise dead center of her forehead..this the only reminder of her confrontation with Donald..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki nervously she watches the stranger her fingers curling slowly yet remaining unsen with the billowing sleeves..her figure is tiny compared to most , encased within a dress of pale blue and scattered with a patteren of white lotus flowers and clinched about her waist rather tightly is a pure white Obi..and all this framed in a mass of ebony that hangs loose about her shoulders..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki his laughter actually makes her visably flinch and take a cautious step back away from where he stands...remaining silent as she watches his features glow with the flare of the lighter , faint curls of smoke that rise only to be caught on the breeze and sent in her direction , she inhales the faint aroma upon every breath..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki a gentle tilt of her head as she listens to him talk..he seems happy enough or maybe he is nervous , catching his glance over his shoulder ..looking for something..Clint..such a nice name , sharp and brisk it sounds.." Clint?.." she tests it on her tongue..she gives him a wavering smile before replying.." Kasumi "..and a costumary light bow in respect

Clint_Maddrox :gentle smirk raptured upon slighty perked open lips as it now hold the cancer stick, a cascading barriier of glistening formation fall to the floor through the basen of all these secluded trees, each and everyone a life longer than his and her own, what they could tell if only they had mouth,
Clint_Maddrox :but seemingly, there is something more to this area, yet, 'lost' he sizes up all the features, falling leaves, cicadia chirping, and the meticlious breeze which strains against his face, bequested orbs dance along her once more in a monopoly of cerebellum reasoningwith a momentary break of noise,
Clint_Maddrox :a piercing silence is felt, and action begiun to flicker within the many chambers of his mind, the lighter he now caps shut and slides into his jeans, befreo extending a hand and bowing his head, "PLeasure to meet you miss, shall we take a walk and stray from being lost"
Clint_Maddrox : a gentle innocnet smile on his face only masks the danger he feels adorning this individual, that will only chase her like the plague..

Kasumi_Toshiyuki his words of walking sound good...but why..thinking he only stopped to aske for directions she lets her slnder brow pucking into a frown..confused by his sudden need to walk with her..glancing past his shoulder she can only just make out the illuminous glow of the taverns exterior light through the trees..thinking there will be people who can help him more than she..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki slowly she reliquishes her hands from within the sleeves..a single didgit pointing in the direction.." Maybe people in the tavern can help you become..unlost...Im only heading home and sure its not the way you wish to be going"..her voice soft and quiet as if to raise it it would shatter the darkness that surrounds them both..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki he seems strange but then everyone does to her now..since the past two nights her entire world has been turned upside down till she no longer understands anything ..this mark hanging over her like a cloud realizing if Donald can sense it who else can?..was this man another to torment her with knowledge he claims to have yet refuses to part with...she does sigh to herself..waiting to see if this man intends on taking her advise

Clint_Maddrox :with an abotorse look adorning his face, miraclious spectrums of light glint on his eyes, in a situation where he wishes his will to help could be felt by some otherworldly power she beholds, but faint dosile does she, nothing much be felt but dfear on her part, obvious to him, as the wispering voice, a breaking waterfall in utter silence yet, not breaking the clouds of thick ebony encasing the childer,
Clint_Maddrox :his eyes quirk a bit in sympohony of the night, the cicadas dance in the mist, their songs gloomed by force and dealt into infinte sanctuary as once more, all grows imently silent, most frisghtening this is to one, let alone two, his voice rattle and grows in his chest, keeping it low, and deep, but hard to hear at that, like a whisping fairy mounting a dragonfly "Can you hear that...?....Exactly...nothing...
Clint_Maddrox :a moment in which memory drowns in nothingness, when heisoku osakki forms on your lisp and you can only guess at what comes next." Nod grimaced by a soft smile, he looks back at the tavern inwhich she motioned and proclaims that somehting feels not right just yet, beckoing about how reality fools us all, and how life can only go on, if we let it, if people allow us to let it, in this a slight motive of why
Clint_Maddrox :he is hear becomes clear, as the stream falling nearby, his foot pivots to the direction she was walking in the first place, "Please, with moments like that, no one should walk these woods alone, allow me to take you home, and I will leave you be."

Kasumi_Toshiyuki she is about to refuse..but something tells her its wise not to , fear of this man maybe , his words seem a little out of place and twinging a shiver up her spine , why is it now she prefers her own company and wanting this starnger to leave her be..once more she casts a fleeting glance at the tavern..to change her mind and walk back feeling safer amongst others..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki or to accpet this man`s wish to walk her home...it isnt too far and he seems almost harmless...her gaze dances over his features as if looking for something , a glimmer of kindness , of sincerity..she to has heard the sounds of the night..all calling out , searching for their own kind in the darkness...soothing like a wave of warmth as she listens..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki with a small nod she agree`s..no words pass her lips for now..turning slightly and taking a few steps forward not even looking back to see if he follows for she knows he will ...her hands lift and resume their place within the sleeves to become rested across her stomach..." Why is it you wish to walk me home?"..she utters ..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki she had to know..something didnt feel right about the situation..pure chance and luck she doubts..a complete stranger to step from the forest and offer to walk her home ?...she waits to be answered , keeping her head lowered to watch the ground pass under her wooden sandles and the scuffed hem of her yukato..

Clint_Maddrox :says, Well Miss Kasumi, I am not a drinking man" Smiles ,a swift puff of smoke bellows forth as he puffs once before striding forward to her side, he looks over, footsteady as to not trip and look like a complete fool, a casual conversation is intended to strike interest "So what brings you to a place like this at night anyways?" foot grazing the path, one before the other, as in life, the older brother experiences all the things the latter has not to burden himself
Clint_Maddrox: with, in this way his feet scout the ground. A good thing he lit that cigarrette just moments earlier as it provides some luminent, it grazes his visage, as he peers over to the girl, her innocecne mocked by the massive bruise claiming the larger part of her forehead ,
"May I inquire as to what happened Ms. Kasumi?" as they contiunue to walk a path fated to end, where, shall we ever find out, as the dark seems to blind in nowhere, as this will last forever..?

Kasumi_Toshiyuki she doesnt falter in her stride as she hears him catch up to walk by her side..lifting her head she looks over at him giving a nervous smile ..its almost laughable as he tries to strike up a conversation with the casual yet well used line ...but its his final words that have her lifting a hand from her sleeve to trace the large black lump on her forehead
Kasumi_Toshiyuki hissing softly as a twinge of pain accompanies the prying fingertips...she drops her hands swiftly almost forgotten was the final moments with Donald..nearly knocking herself out by the collision with his rather large chest..she looks away from Clint..mumbling.. " Its nothing..I walked into something.."...it was partly true..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki she quickly drops silent hoping he wont delve any deeper into the matter...her gaze once more falling to the forest surrounding her yet fully aware of the man who walks by her side..and so they continue...the path long and narrow , trailed by these two , onward to the future held by both
Kasumi_Toshiyuki their walk had been quiet..the occasional break into conversation to lighten the mood ,she still felt uncomfortable , just odd sensation that crept up her spine to accompany the chill in the air that ate through the thin fabric of her Yukato..fleeting sidewards glances at the man who seemed so eager to walk her way ..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki distracted occasionally by sounds of the night creatures that scurried around in the undergrowth that flanked either side of the dirt path..moonlight , silver rays that illuminated the tree`s foliage and blanketed both these lone souls as they walked within its embrace..the curtain of ebony that gently swayed with each of her shortened step
Kasumi_Toshiyuki strained and limited in the restrictive confines of her attire..hands neatly tucked away unseen from view as always..fabric of the palest blue stark contrast to the silken lengths of her hair..his silence has un-nerved her once again..a gaze that had drifted to dance over the edges of the path..the ground below her wooden sandles now once more trails to the man who walks quietly beside her..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki her voice so soft almost a whisper as if scared to break the tranquility they both find themselves within..." It was really not necessary to walk me back to the temple..I am still puzzled why you find you must..."...its an open question he may or may not answer..

Clint_Maddrox He is always on guard so it seems continuing to walk besides Kasumi listening to the night time life scurry about the dense wilderness as occasionally seeing something run across the darkened path up ahead being illuminated by the ominous glow from the blighted rays from the moon that tower over then giving

Kasumi_Toshiyuki her head does tilt just a fraction as she watches him with something bordering curiousity..why was he here?..and why did she have the strongest feeling it was to do with the man Daniel..maybe she was just being paranoid ?..suddenly she realizes she is staring not wishing to be rude she snaps her gaze from his features to once more trail ahead of them both..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki the breeze light and chilled teases the branches of the treetops above..the swaying limbs casting an eerie display of shadows over their path and heads..soon the tree`s canopy dissolves as they step closer to a small clearing that teases the edge of a trickling spring , the gentle sound of running water sounds deafening in the silence of the night..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki a sweeping grassy bank that rushes down the slope on one side of the path to greet the waters edge..the other side it still dotted with sparse tree`s that seem to cling to sides with a fragile existance...this sight so pure and sweet makes her lips tug into a light smile..wordless yet the brightness of her eyes as she takes in all that nature has to offer..it was beautiful to behold

The_Warrior_Guyver within the construct of normal time and space lie several differing forms of mass all in representation of one past form or another.. they link to the singular force of the Kousotsu and find harmony within their oneness to this force.. yet all are not blessed in the same way as others.. some are barren and forced to walk the desert in a haze of incoherence...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... insanity holding them firmly in grip, the animalistic instincts of the human/ g- unit interaction seeming to be the primary call within their mentalities constructed thought patterns... a lone being held enigma within this sanctuary, help within his lunacy, and cursed to march this planet of earth, on a never ending mission of death, deliverance and prosecution..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. though those which he slays may not always be guilty of crimes so grievous they force such acts, he still carries out his provocative orders of possible self, instinctively acting out of will to end the lives of others.. though his unit allows him clues as the others, his are less direct, and harder to comprehend.. today is one of those days, one of the days he heard a voice from within.. one of those days he decided to listen to this particular voice..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. one of those days where fate has provided him with the exact place he need be at the exact point in time he need be there.. a flash drills through darkness, aiding to the tide of discontentment of fading night.. dawn soon approaches, as leaves and rotting weaves of grass and torn about in a rage of ravenous speed.. a massive beast crashes forward, through a never ending meadow in search of a forest, nestled on a distant horizon..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. beats of bated breath pounding through, trumpeting through, the night as triumphant as the foot falls which beat against the earth below.. speeds reaching nearly 1200 miles per hour push him farther forward.. in search of this mad man's quest...

Clint_Maddrox He yawns lightly to himself as this has been yet another long day for him looking around these dossile surroundings that he is currently in as he begins to scour his surroundings for any potential signs of danger as his gaze begins to shoot all across the clearing as the moonlight reflecting from off the treetops
Clint_Maddrox silohetting it's shadows onto the ground below getting the feeling that things are just too quiet around here to just be normal hoping it is not much further for them to go to reach this temple

Kasumi_Toshiyuki peaceful..tranquil , a sight to lighten any souls heart and fill it with wonder..she inhales swiftly as her eyes widen to taken in more of this wonderous sight that is shadowed by the hand of night...moonbeams that dances over the churning waters sending glints of silver fragmented into view..she cant help but pause her stride to just partake of this a moment longer...
Kasumi_Toshiyuki the man is not forgotten ..words she casts in his direction yet keeping her eyes elsewhere..." Isnt it beautiful ?"..she whispers nearly choking on the words that gently ush past her parted lips...smiling brightly she glances at the man who has walked her this far..his silence is starting to worry her...catching the yawn she figures she bores him somewhat refusing to pay him any mind she simply lowers her head with a sigh..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki her pace once more starts off down the path towards the temple that will be in view just around the next bend..feeling its closeness she starts to quicken her stride , fast enough to even have him hurry to catch up..annoyed at his rudeness , and less than pleasing nature she cant wait to get to the temple so she can bid him farewell and once more have her own company...silence and her back is what she gives him

The_Warrior_Guyver seeing the trees come quicker and quicker through his own perspective.. the lurched and rumbling pounding feet begin to lift from the surface of the earth entirely... the gravitational control orb beginning to allow the guyver to manipulate gravimetric fields in and around his direct proximity... the trees now right on top of him.. he leaps forward onto the higher branches of the massive pines...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... climbing straight up he finds himself perched high above the forest, nestled within a near canopy position, that should allow him easy access to any possible consequences that could have lead him here in the first place... he pauses lowering his head as the unit begins to manifest other psychotic ergs.. the human and un refined emotional aspects begin to torment him in such a way that the voices in his head tell him he, the ultimate warrior, is no longer completely safe...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... perhaps this is fate once more rearing its head and interfering in matters of mortals.. perhaps not.. the guyver stands within his elevated branch, and teeters within mid air.. his eyes glazing over with a single streak of light, in one fluid motion before his entire form disappears into the darkness of night itself.. the cloaking device now coming into effect within this very moment..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. the guyver finds himself within the scape of the unseen.. his insanity's plea driving him further forward.. "Find her!" they cry out.. he screams back within the tongue of the Guyver "Im DoInG tHe BeSt I cAn..!!!" though only within his own frequency of thought does this utter out, being blinded to other units, as he targets his own metal patterns alone to transgress the signal onto...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... as though to answer the voices in his head and no others.. he plunges down, his feet hitting the next branch on the way.. the tree in which he is perched, swaying violently from side to side for a moment, as he begins to make his way in the direction the unit pulls him.. Another.. Another.. Another...!!!

Clint_Maddrox His eyes then catch over to the views of the trickling water as the bright beams of light cascade over across the water making it glow in the sense hearing Kasumi asking if it was beautiful "Why yes... I think it is quite pleasant and very beautiful" as he slowly turns to only see her off again not wanting to loose sight of he he races back over to her side thinking she is so
Clint_Maddrox :eager to leave this place taking afew mental notes upon this nice place...now back at her side they continue on down the dark dirt path knowing that they are near the end of this journey through the thickets "Well.... this sure has been a pleasant walk don't you say?" as a small smile part from his lips

Kasumi_Toshiyuki his voice cuts through the once more fragile silence that seems happy to settle around them both..she doesnt answer his reply , her stride attempting in vain to lengthen yet it only strains the delicate fabric that encases her slender legs , the sound similar to a snap is heard , the fabric echoing this with every forced extention of her legs
Kasumi_Toshiyuki her head remains lowered , eyes fixed on the shadowed path before her..she hears his footsteps rush to catch up , an eagerness to break into a run to add more distance between him and herself eats away inside her mind..she wouldnt get far this much she knows...so regretfully she slows down , hearing his words about this being pleasant knowing he is only looking for some kinda of conversation..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki pleasant this wasnt and they both knew this...it was uncomfortable and awkward..but still she replies..." Yes..yes it is.."...lies that never use to fall so easily from her lips..she was changing and she could feel it..her shy , delicate demeanor was altering into something even she struggled to grasp ..but it was there all the same..oozing from within..growing like a unwanted weed..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki as they round the bend her head lifts to lay eyes upon the Temple..her salvation..her freedom from this man she doesnt even know...soon she can rest and he will leave..her heart races at this knowledge..happiness and a sweet wave of joy floods over her..home she thinks...home

The_Warrior_Guyver continues through the glade of tree which surround him on all fronts... only his eyes a capable view as the world rushes by you at speeds of nearly mach.. atop the surface of the earth he rushes forward, trees falling down through the path that he carves, as winds rapidly flash over the forest... birds chirping and sounding off as they hurriedly fly away from their homes, in search of safer grounds..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. the guyver finds a trail out in the middle of no where... a simple alteration in scape that pries him from his insanities for a moment he pauses, on that lonely dirt trail, and tweaks his invisible head to the right, shimmering a psychotic tearful emotional mark, before regaining his insane mindset and lifting his head to the task at hand.. hyper sensory orbs swirl about transmitting information within his mind as though a lost dream,
The_Warrior_Guyver a future epiphany waiting to happen, a case of da ju vu that is so great that his other voices had to share it with him.. the vision is of things within a mile.. two beings set within their own hymns and constructs.. speaking to each other before a place they consider holy.. he must ACT NOW.. the voices scream louder, their monotonous echoes ringing through his head as though echoes of thunder.
The_Warrior_Guyver .. he falls to his knee's grasping his head within his sanitarium of invisibility.. they yell within the delirium of his "mind".. { FIND IT FIND IT FIND IT!!! } he can do nothing to answer it, but claw at the earth and to his feet, slowly standing and starting a slow jog forward that turns into a gallivanting pace... the gravitational control orb locks onto the differing gravimetric fields within the area,
The_Warrior_Guyver altering their specific patterns to a point that his effective invisibility is also aided by loss of sound, due to manipulation of these same gravimetric waves.. as well as further environmental changes, such as offsetting the natural balance of his speed effecting the area around him.. he continues forward.. all but inches away now.. he pauses in a bush...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... crouching down as his eyes probe over these two intervals, locked within their own speakings.. he snickers within his thoughts.. his own mind offsetting the guyvers own telepathic communication within its multiple aspects of persona.. his laugh now being at an audible level for his brain to pick it up..

Clint_Maddrox says, --eyes dart upwards... caught on a tree that had seemed to move for a moment.. he inquisitively steps forward... his right eyes seeming to keep a lock on the poor female situated behind him.. his lips quiver as his eyes squint further at that slowly swaying tree, without a breeze to aid it.. his fingers falls into the formation of fist as he begins to slowly fall back in stride and debated step... swiftly his head falls from right to left, trying to catch glance of what he may have suspicion to be among them.. he darts back over to the female.. keeping his back to her he speaks, hurriedly and trying not to alarm her.. --
Clint_Maddrox says, --.. "Miss, Id think it a good idea if you started on your way home now.." a twig creeks.. a bush rattles.. his eyes flare to that scenery.. too late.. its already changed, already altered... too late... hew steps forward, eyes franticly darting around but his body movements not too sporadically to raise alarm in the female as of just yet.. he does not know what to expect at this point.. all he knows is that the advents are at work here.. this could be anything.. how can he defend.. why was he picked for this... why would Sakari send one with so little powers.. why not send a warrior instead... oh.... no... and then the realization comes, that your just bait...--

Kasumi_Toshiyuki the Temple had always been a safe place..a place she returned to when troubled , the exterior was brightened by the moon`s rays that glimmer over the wooden painted shingles..only a single light could be seen shining from within , a lower room shimmering in a lone candle lit lantern..no other lights could be seen and this makes her shoulders sag visably
Kasumi_Toshiyuki Akito wouldnt be there..as sure as the lonely light shone into the night she knew the Temple was empty , a feathering sigh exhaled into the air as realization he has once more left her..Forlorn , sorrowful , dejected she continues down the path to the Temple..the man continues to follow her like a shadow...
Kasumi_Toshiyuki finally she stops and turns to face him , lifting her head the curtain of ebony parts to reveal her pale features..." I will be fine from here...There is no need to walk me down to the g......." words still in her throat as she watches Clint`s strange behaviour..her eye`s only viewing his back , he seemed to be gazing off into the forest ..but why?..her brow furrows in confusion yet she doesnt move..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki his words softly spoken but it was the tone of his voice that made her step back..her spine snapping to attention at the sound of a twig breaking ahead of them both..her mouth goes dry as fear starts to rear its ugly head within , she can feel it as sure as if it had a touch..he was scared..the air rippled with it , she cant move, legs suddenly freezing as she remains behind him..silent and echoing the same fear yet hers is of the unknown..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki silence once more blanketed them both...yet this time it was an unwelcome silence.." What is it ?"..she whispers quietly yet it might as well of been shouted it sounded so out of place...her skin crawled with the tension , her breath exhaling in short sharp anxious puffs of air ..her eyes peer into the shadowed bushes ahead..yet she see`s nothing..

The_Warrior_Guyver holds within his cloak of nothingness to the world he listens to the demented screams of a trillions demented voices which with writhe and rile within their prisons of mindset and cascading thought... so many interconnected to one singular being.. so many voices to fill one mans head.. if only he knew control.. if only he could stop the voices.. if only they would leave him alone he could be in peace again.. he kneels closer to the ground..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. bending at the knees for a moment as he crouches behind both of them... now on the trail... they face the way they came from.. looking into the past rather then the future... his molecules begin to partially phase with normal reality as a pool of gravitons in representation of his once physical mass begin to assert themselves... he stands his eyes locked on both of them...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... ventilation systems steaming brothey fibers of invisible photons as well as gaseous hues... he meanders slowly into the oblivion which is both of their lives.. he knows what this one is... the other.. the other he should.. the other he sees.. the other is just a tormented menagerie of twisted imagery.. too many separated images, to reflect one truth.. so many possibilities..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. time settles the mind rethinks, tossed within the turmoil of daily conflict of alternate temporal constructs.. insanity grips him once more.. he winces within his migraine complexion and grunts forward, dashing into action.. passing to the girls, as well as his right.. he sweeps to her side, and shoves an invisible arm forward with enough force to buckle the stance of an elephant..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. thus shoving her in the direction of a near by pine, flailing through the air perhaps.. he snaps further forward within the blur of the same moment, reaching out with his right arm, and shoving it violently forward into Clint's right shoulder blade, thus shoving him forward as well.. blind rage and crimson red ravage his vision as both bodies go flying...?

Clint_Maddrox says, --licks the roof of his mouth with his tongue, before sliding the parched instrument outward to lap it across his chapped lips.. no moisture within his tongue could he find this day, as the nervous itch enthralled him to this point of utter desperation... his hands ployed the air to no avail, searching for something before him that had already migrated behind him.. the perfect hunter.. positioning the protection of his intended prey so within a haze of reflection.. unable to even find his way within this glorious day.. death should soon find him poor Clint comes to realize, as cloaking is out of the question... --
Clint_Maddrox says, --... this has got to be one of those new blasted invisible zoanoids.. or perhaps a robust ramoith has broken free and decided to run a muck.. oh how one could wish.. then the shattering pain.. the insensitive twitch.. as a shoulder bone collapses and one such as himself goes flailing forward towards the near by dirt.. you biff it hard and fibers of sand grind within your up into your mouth.. filling this poor mans pallet with the earthen texture.. --
Clint_Maddrox says, --.. he grips the ground beneath his fingers.. wrenching upwards to his knees, in utter pain.. he looks to the girl... his essence disturbed with the seething instruments of discomfort.. he speaks out, in an almost cry of desperation ..."Get the f##k out of here now..!" a whispered tone.. filled with pain..--

Kasumi_Toshiyuki no answer comes forth only that silence..then its felt , her body lifting like a rag doll..tossed weightless into the air , no time to think just the pain that streaks through her side..flailing limbs as her hands are ripped free from her sleeves , a flurry of fabric and ebony tresses..her slender form is thrown quite a distance before first her feet find the ground...
Kasumi_Toshiyuki crumpling from the weight of her own body and the shock she pitches to the side till the dull thud is heard as the side of her face strikes the rough hewn bark of a large pine tree...agony slams through her skull..blackness as her lips part allowing a strangled cry to emit from her throat..she slumps to the dirt like a broken toy..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki its his words that keep her within this reality instead of slipping into the beckoning darkness of her mind and unconscious state...Get out of here ..his voice ringing throw the gripping shards of pain that lace through her battered body , her torn dress ripped at the shoulder and a seam that gave way exposing one slim pale leg into view..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki she struggles to stand ..groaning ..feeling the urgency of Clint`s voice but still she is dazed ..what happened?..her body braces itself against the tree trunk that is now spattered with her blood..lips twisted into a grimace as her mind swims , the ground under her feet tilting and swaying as she steadies herself with a placed hand..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki her eyes flutter open painfully , one flickering with the moisture that trickles over the hazel orb...they search for Clint catch sight of his prone body some distance off...a hand lifting to the side of her face only to wince as she touches the open gash now oozing with a steady crimson stream that feels warm and sticky under her finger tips..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki Run..run..her mind screams echoing over the dull pain that she attempts to shove back..she staggers from the tree that had kept her upright for the length of time it took for her to realize where she was..." Clint ?.." she whispers painfully even attempting to take a step towards him...still not realizing what had happened nor the danger she faces in her confusion

The_Warrior_Guyver eyes sharply readjust as the cloaking device seems no longer necessary within the metal construct of this poor unfortunate unit.. he ponders forward... grasping a few left digits about the orb of his waste.. seeming to cup it and turn counter clock wise through some obsessive compulsive need to do this during the de cloaking... as he rematerializes he stands only about three feet from the fallen soldier...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... his eyes lock openly downward and to the poor and pathetic soul which is Clint... his fingers running down to his hips, as he tilts his massive guyver head forward.. his sensory orbs swiveling about within allotted tracks, two grooves set into the head next to a backward and downward pointing fin like attachment... the guyver nods slowly..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. a centralized pyramid like shaped medallion, which sits within the center of his forehead, blinks a few times, spreading photonic hues within the area provided... the guyver appears to be speaking, but no words flow freely... although several words do flow rather freely and once more, he's speaking to himself... talking over the processes by which the four of them are to dispose of the control medallion, and the hair of the female,
The_Warrior_Guyver lest the nerima authorities spot him anywhere near this place.. he shakes his head, running his fingers over his alien jaw line.. the mind seeming to contort the body of this Unit W too much these days.,.. he leans forward.. speaking in somewhat a foreign tongue to him.. through the unit he sounds out, orcishly transmitting speech like patterns to this other unit.. TO Clint..
The_Warrior_Guyver says, (( He should have never sent you... We knew you would be here..... We knew she would be here.. He should never have sent you.. ))

Clint_Maddrox says, --Clint raises his head, repositioning it from its once stationary position in the direction of Kasumi... though that does not seem the thing of most concern at this point.. the massive Warrior type Guyver unit which just rematerialized before his eyes seems to be more the pressing matter at hand.. he repositions himself, lifting his eyes to dare them within the center of this mad man's unit, trying to grasp the wisdom and strength within himself... to brandish the courage to fight this thing.. though he may have meant to be bait, he will not die without a fight, not today not any day.. --
Clint_Maddrox says, --.. he grasp same dirt within his fingers, wrenching his neck back as far as it will go.. the few clothes he had on now ravaged beyond memories keep sake, his hair tossing lightly above his brow, a stern look of commitment on his face.. he speaks, and doesn't at the same time.. to the female its as though these two are just staring at each other, perhaps she's figured out by now that there is more then meets the eyes... (( I knew you would be here.. I knew I would have to save her.. I came by my own choice.. And so is this... GUYVER!! )) and it begins...--

Kasumi_Toshiyuki pain is all she feels , it surrounds her mind blocking out the reality of the danger she is in , another staggering step she takes in Clint`s direction her hand helplessly reaching for him as if willing him to come to her..to be with her...her lips part as she starts to speak his name again and then it appears..even from here she has to tilt her head to gaze up at his massive height..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki never before had she seen anything so threatening..raw power that seizes at her breath , clutching at her chest..her eyes so innocent widen at the view before her , frozen , horrified..scared to run..scared to scream...scared to even breath...her heart races, thumping wildly in her chest so its the only sound she hears in her head..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki time seems to stand still...the two looking at each other in a mute silence , she wants to run but she wants to stay not wanting to leave Clint behind to deal with whatever it was that had came upon them...but then it happens..Clint`s rapid change before her eyes , shocked by the vision that starts to take place she staggers back tripping over the hemline of the tattered dress sending her backwards onto the dirt...
Kasumi_Toshiyuki not a single sound of pain is uttered as her teeth jar with the fall thats cushioned by her butt...realization of what Clint is...of why he is here...pieces of this puzzle that has spanned two nights slot into place...they want her dead...terrified and not needing any prompting she rolls over onto her hands and knees...
Kasumi_Toshiyuki understanding....why doesnt she understand !...her body gripped in pain , tears that course down her battered blood covered cheeks..eyes that look with pity upon Clint ...run..RUN..her mind screams at her..Get away while you can !...shaking her head slowly she spins around and urges her legs to run..

The_Warrior_Guyver within the complexities of time and space the moment stand still in the eyes of mortal man.. but to the guyver an infinite amount of time spans forward, allowing manifestation of form within nothingness of thought... a being such as the warrior processes information at these same rates allow him to alter his present state of reality.. the reality where he dies due to meta burn exposure.. this can not come to past.. he must live through this day and fight another day...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... he steps back to the simple mention of the unit, allowing for what might come.. his own abilities provoking these occurrences... within his step back his thoughts probe to the abilities of the gravitational control orb.. the control medallion flutters a glimmer of hue within this lapsed aspect of time, as the gravitational control orb shows the same content glimmer.. though the resonation of even light
The_Warrior_Guyver does not occur at such high rates, so these flashes have not yet been fully processed, only began to co exist within the development of events which are too soon partake within this current realm of ayenee... the tiny spherical instrument within the center of his waist, considered the main stay of his existence, hides a far untold tale within its construct..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. it begins to manipulate and pull on graviton particles, within its own mass, manipulating them into a tightly knit ball within the center of its spherical construct... it manipulates them to the point of an event horizon, the event horizon is then tuned to the coordinates of hyper space... once this is set the out stretched inter dimensional link between unit and hyper dimensional space, is then used to lock onto the graviton particles fields within this altered space...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... the hyper kinetic energy particles within hyper space are then brought into the event horizon via graviton particle field manipulation... once they enter the event horizon they are distributed into the already present bio kinetic energy reserves of the warrior guyver, thus adding to already present energy reserves, the guyver recoils, his eyes set a blaze with the firey inferno which is about to engulf them.

Clint_Maddrox says, --laying on the floor, the poor little unit known as Clint is now forced to reconcile with his new found choice.. time stands still around him as an infinite amount of decisions are played by through his head.. the simple impulse of thought which had allotted the call to his other self sends a shimmer of bio kinetic residue to the linkage point of the unit and host.. the Trans- dimensional summoners, located within the neck of the subject are then used to summon the alien unit-G into existence from its temporal sub space home of true hyper space... --

The_Warrior_Guyver seeing as this other unit has desired to postpone their little fandango until they have both reached their mature sizes and forms, the more aggressive of the two, takes another step back within this infinite construct of time, trying to figure out exactly what to do in a situation like this.. his massive seven foot eight form towering above even the meta burn like shielding, that singes and burns the air about them both..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. his own body shielding shimmers within this firey hue of crimson... reacting to the muted form of bio kinetic energy by trying to repel the intruding forms of energy, that sporadically spread themselves over the tapestry of his bio armor.. his arms shove openly outwards. flailing out behind him at speeds nearly twice that of sound.. time itself seems to go all movie matrix like, as the camera pans around them both..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. a bright shriek of light flashes across the screen as the blades that line the warrior Guyver's elbows flare outward and form the poly morphic reverse facing vibrational swords.. they extend to about five feet, soon followed by a mirroring imagery of light.. both forward facing poly morphic high frequency blades extend to four feet.. the guyver now fully adapted and held in straight alignment..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. he dashes a step forward, kneeling next to this massive disturbance, as though waiting for it to pass.. but will this be his last move within the three possible melee's to come.. we thinks not...

Kasumi_Toshiyuki like being caught in a dream she runs..time feeling like its standing still , getting no where fast..blindly she runs, her throat gasping out every agonizing sob , what was happening to her?..what had she done to deserve this punishment.?..Why..WHY?...her direction she didnt care , yet she hadnt realized she was going back the way she had came...her muscles starting to burn as she will`s them to move faster..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki her stride is long , running like her life depended on it and in actually fact it did..the torn fabric giving her legs the freedom they need to cover the ground rapidly..blood continues to run down her face impairing her vision in one eye frantically she swipes a open palm over it..blinking back the vicious sting it leaves..down into the clearing she dashes...
Kasumi_Toshiyuki suddenly skidding to a halt , a breathless glance over her shoulder to see if they are there...nothing..silence...yet that means nothing as she has recently witnessed...only granting herself a moment of respite she runs down the sloping bank , splashing into the stream , wading through the knee-height ice cold water..
Kasumi_Toshiyuki the dress now saturated clings to her limbs as she struggles to clamber out the other side..hands and knees she claws her way literally up the banking..the only sound to greet her ears are the gasps of her own breathing..the thumping of her heart..and the whimpering sobs that emits from her tortured battered body...struggling to her feet she heads in the direction of a thick gathering of trees..disappearing into the darkened depths and writhing shadows..

Clint_Maddrox says, --the metamorphosis field now currently in stable condition the unit G now moves into its next phase of creation.. forming the armor is a necessary cause in a guyvers life and that's what this one shall do.. the trans dimensional access to hyper space is only one ferried through the two units.. in order to further provide for the units entry way, these tiny little attachments access the guyvers own systems, morphing natural space and allowing for the guyver to breach the barriers presented by both dimensions.. it slides forward through this breech, and wraps itself about the poor little human... --
Clint_Maddrox says, --... once interconnected, it begins to change the genetic structure of that human, morphing the humans own construct to fit that of some of the exoskeletons parts... one of the more crucial things formed within the beginning of this is the gravitational control orb.. the formation of this allows the guyver to sustain a more solid trans dimensional link to hyper space, where it then uses the hyper kinetic energy to super charge the remaining bio kinetic energy of the human host.. once the energy sources are replenished, the rest of the transformation continues.. --

The_Warrior_Guyver roars his arms back throwing them down to his waist, cupping them into before the tiny orb located within the center of his waste.. the pre mentioned gravitational control orb.. the tiny orb that is responsible for the entire power system of the guyver.. the orb that will allow his guyver to now create something the likes the world has seen on many past occasions, but still hasn't quite gotten over..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. pressing his hands a bit closer, that very first beat of the control medallion flutters off into the night.. its visualizations taken effect in the human mind finally... excess graviton particles from the hyper dimensional link's abundance of hyper kinetic energy particles, are pooled into the formation of yet another spherical torrent.. this is held at arms length before the unit.. some notable strain being placed on his guise of endurance,
The_Warrior_Guyver as he rears his chin down and presses it against the breast plate.. the ocular ridges compressing as the pressure cannon is formed.. a mass of graviton particles, capable of submitting altered fields of gravity to other objects, at such great amounts that they can mirror the force of 200 tons, at least in the case of a warrior type Guyver... he stands tall and ready, holding his crouched position, awaiting the release of this poor and pathetic individual once known as Clint Maddrox..

GuyverUnit96 says, --as the formation of the armor finally completes the guyver finds itself now within this all too real of realities... bound to its human host and the Unit-G, Clint has become a new being, still holding the mental impulses of the past.. though it is capable of following these impulses it is not likely too... --

The_Warrior_Guyver smirks within his own misconception of calamities.. he lives within the torments of a trillion other like voices.. a trillion other like realities where he is insane.. and so all these voices mesh as one... calling out within the infinite aspects of rage, assuring him of his next move, tempting him with the possibilities of another...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... his eyes wavering about the cosmos, of a billion alternates, and yet his mind and medallion incapable of handle such rigorous manifestations of compilation.. not even his masterful control medallion able to process information at such a rigorous rate.. the guyver prods forward, elapsing into the air at this other unit.. the pressure cannon in hand he rips it forward at less then point blank range,
The_Warrior_Guyver position it aloof and in direct aim for the poor and pitiful unit known as 96's control medallion... so sad that the Sakari would not train his men better and more apt in dealing with the perfection achieved within type.. if not for the schizophrenia, he would perhaps be the greatest warrior of his time..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. but perhaps now he will have to be content with killing this pathetic bastard, as the voices have asked, so rather rudely.. he plunges the pressure cannon forward, with extreme predigest, seeking the only refuge it could find, absolute chaos within the vicinity of the medallion..

GuyverUnit96 says, --though his final attempt at saving another individuals life would seem to have gone in vain at this point... at least he knows within his heart that he was doing the right thing.. even though that is only a meta physical aberration and not congruent to this physical form.. the guyver continues on his same trip, unable to transgress or alter course.. he did not take the necessary precautions needed to avoid such a massive attack by another unit. without time of preparation he has found the honesty of death to be his only sanctuary at this point... --
GuyverUnit96 says, --... his ocular ridges compress, as he closes his eyes and prepares for death.. the pressure cannon slams into the control medallion, shattering it through manifestation of gravitational forces far exceeding its limitations... the poor little G-1 then falls backwards and too the ground, where he is eaten by his once soul embodiment, the guyver itself tearing down the host and Guyver, not recognizing it anymore.. the advanced genetic structure that gives it its advantage, now seeming to cause its doom.. Death..--

The_Warrior_Guyver stumbles forward, then finding step regains composure.. he stands, watching as the unit deteriorates.. then remembers the real reason he came here.. the voices.. they still persist, calling him too fro off lands in search of this female.. his eyes dart forward, dashing against the massive temple which has been brought before them.. he smiles within contentment as the voices speaks again...
The_Warrior_Guyver ... sorrowfully he shakes his head, the ocular ridges fully dilated as though he looks massively confused... they compress... his demeanor changing as rapid as his mood.. he steps forward, lifting another digits and pointing it in the temples direction... he nods lightly to the voices in his head, speaking out loud this time as he presses the digit outward and sends a gravity bullet the way of the temple..
The_Warrior_Guyver .. though most attacks of such limited aspects would seem to cause no damage to such a massive structure.. this one is meant to misalign the gravimetric fields within all graviton particle fields within the temple, thus bringing it to the point of utter non existence.. the guyver chuckles in delight at his acts as he steps away on a near tip toe, and begins to slowly walk down the path travels in a desperate attempt to run.. slowly stalking he continues..