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[Kamui waves at his mirror in introduction. He's perched atop a pile of rocks and rubble outside the hospital, crouched with one elbow on his knee and his parasol over his shoulder. Though he's smiling like the world is his oyster, anyone who has talked to him for longer than five minutes likely recognizes the tightness in his furrowed brows.

This is not a happy smile.]

You people don't do anything but clean and cry. That got old a long time ago, you know. I wouldn't be surprised if you've all grown ugly beards by now!

The monsters aren't getting any stronger, and these annoying barriers aren't getting any weaker.

I say we make some noise. Nobody's gonna notice us if all we're doing is quietly playing house. Come to the hospital if you feel like being loud. Whoever brought us here wanted us to be here for a reason, right? If we can't break their buildings, why don't we break their test subjects?

[Blue eyes narrow dangerously.]

I'll get their attention, one way or another. But I'd rather use volunteers, yeah?

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[did you not expect this.

it's not too long after Kamui's video post goes live that Kara lands in the dirt in front of him, quietly, her mouth drawn in a frown, arms crossed.]

So... no? Absolutely not. We're not breaking any 'test subjects.' These are people you're talking about.

((ooc: let's assume Kara steered a wide birth around Kamui after the welcome party))

[Kamui did not expect this, funny enough! But now that the amazing flying Supergirl has once again graced him with her presence, he can't help but get a little excited. He stands up from his crouch, his pile of rubble giving him some much appreciated height.]

People that somebody wants alive. I'm itching to meet that somebody, aren't you?

What happens if whoever you're trying to get the attention of shows up after you've already exhausted yourselves beating each other up?

[He's just..... not gonna touch the fact that this is a horrible idea, because he knows for a fact that Kamui wouldn't care. Bringing up a practical concern seems a little more reasonable.]

That would just make our meeting even more exciting.

[Unfortunately for Noel, Kamui has never been very reasonable. He replies much like he has whenever he gets a chance to devour Noel's magic food: with impatient anticipation.]

Are you sure it's safe?

[Somewhat dubious look; surely even Kamui can get worn out at some point, right? If he doesn't have any strength to protect himself from whatever anger their theoretical host might bring to bear, then.....]

Of course it's not safe.

[He scoffs into his mirror. Don't mistake his lack of anxiety for perceived invulnerability. It's just that if he does fall, then he's the one in the wrong. There's no escaping a fact like that. Kamui has never been afraid of dying.

The only thing that scares him is his own weakness.]

There are no rules in a real fight, you know. If I can't survive some inconvenient timing, then I was only ever that strong from the beginning.

I know..... Good luck, then.

Come watch if you get bored.

Haha..... maybe I will.

[He's worried in spite of himself. Kamui may not be a good person by any stretch of the imagination, but..... he's his ~~pitbull husbando~~ comrade in all of this, too, and he doesn't want to see him possibly killed because of someone cunning enough to strike once the battles have exhausted any possible efforts at retaliation.

If nothing else, maybe he can provide some healing in a pinch; hopefully Kamui wouldn't hate him for it, if does?]

[Kamui's pretty sure that Noel doesn't have the guts to interrupt a fight if one does finally break out, so he doesn't mind the thought of him there at all. Plus, he's basically a ~~yipping chihuahua waifu~~ walking, talking snack bar and healing snow machine. What better audience could anyone ask for?]

Don't forget to bring lunch.

[siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh ~~he only wishes he could deny any of this~~]

What do you want?

[He'll just keep an eye on this post to see how many people he should assume will be eating.]

Rice this time! Katsudon!

Is that the pork thing you wanted the other day?

[You people and your foreign dishes, how is he supposed to keep up with all these names?]

[Sorry, man. Kamui's only ever visited Japan when terrorizing Earthlings.]

Yup!

Right.

[He needs to write recipe cards or something to keep track of these things. How did he end up so domesticated in this ruined, burned hellscape of a town?]

[Kara floats up and hovers just enough so that they're on even footing, so to speak.]

Absolutely. But there's other ways to accomplish that than... whatever this is. Other than just... senseless, stupid violence.

Don't knock senseless, stupid violence. It's why I'm still employed.

[The fact that she's floating level with him makes it hard to stay put. They're just a few sentences in, and he's already vibrating with anticipation.]

But if you insist, give me some other options that we haven't already tried.

[Employed by whom? What a crappy boss. Ugh.]

I don't... All right, fine. I have been going out every night, bashing monsters together, and soon enough, I'm going to get access into that big creepy manor! And then we can probably get all sorts of answers from there. It's been locked for a reason after all, and that's where we all first showed up!

You just need to be patient and wait on that, instead of being Mr. Tough Guy over here getting everyone riled up with stupid threats!

[Himself, actually. He kind of killed his last boss and took his place.]

In other words... [His grip tightens around his parasol, dangerously close to snapping it.] Your only suggestion is for me to wait on you. I've heard better jokes from corpses. If you want to make me laugh, try fighting me instead.

[Kara rolls her eyes, tossing her hair behind her with a shake of her head.]

Am I supposed to rise to that bait? I'm not going to fight you.

I can make you want to fight. You're a superhero, right? Well, I'm a villain. Maybe I should just kill the next person I meet.

[Now he hops down from his perch, sending up dust as his boots hit dirt. He moves to walk right past Kara, murder in his eyes.]

Ha, oh wow, no? How about - stop walking!

[Kara whips in front of him with lightning speed, crossing her arms in front of her chest.]

You're not killing anyone.

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