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Guren Ichinose | Red | #A5211F

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[girod]

[ He nods and goes to get a few leaves from one of the trees. He goes primarily for the ones that look mostly dead already, and especially if he can pick them off the ground, he does. Then he returns. He holds one up so Guren can see. ]

I have my Superman uniform with me and I'm used to playing dual roles, as you might imagine. I'm not sure how well it'll work in a community as small as this one, but the safety of my secret is not worth even one person here getting hurt when I could have helped. Or at least, that's how I feel about it.

[ He waves the leaf, since he'd gone off topic, before holdint it straight again. Then his eyes gain a red pinprick in the center and a tiny hole is burned in the leaf.]

I can do anything from surgery to-

[ He loosens his cuff, pushes his sleeve up, and holds up the rest of the leaves like a deck of cards. His eyes go red again and the entire sheaf of them burst into flame.]

To something less delicate.

[swordfucker]

[That's incredibly useful. Guren watches quietly, running everything through his mind. Someone like this... there's bound to be a huge weakness, something that makes all of those abilities balance out. But he doubts someone so strong would be willing to give that up, anyway. Guren also isn't sure he needs to know unless it's brought up by Clark, first. As long as they're all in a group, anyway, they can look out for each other.]

That's impressive. ["Superman" is right, he guesses. Is this guy really human? His hand rests on his own sword, and he looks back to Clark's face.]

If everything you're saying is true, then you won't feel this at all, but there's one more thing I want to try, just to see for myself. Is that fine?

[girod]

[ He looks at the blade for a moment before nodding, but he does hold up a finger. ]

Two things: I'd like to remove my shirt, if you don't mind, since I'd rather it wasn't damaged for no reason.

And for another, is that blade magical? It might have gotten lost in the rest, but my resilience is significantly less helpful against magic.

[ He offers a lopsided smile.]

I'd just rather not be run through, you understand.

[swordfucker]

[Oh my god, this man was about to let him cut him with a sword?? Guren feels bad.]

Ah, wait— I don't mean like that. It is magical, sort of. I don't want to cut you with it.

[He taps the handle with his hand again.] I've made a contract with the demon inside of this sword. It gives me more strength, and it's the only way to kill vampires in my world.

But by just releasing its aura, I can test the strength of someone's spirit. Someone with good psychic resistance won't feel a thing. Anyone else will feel an oppressive aura, but the strong-willed can keep standing through it, even without seals to block it. I've got a feeling it won't be a problem for you even if you are less resistant to magic.

[girod]

[ He considers that for a moment before nodding, ducking a little at the misunderstanding. ]

I've met a few people in similar situations.

[ Jason Blood comes to mind, as a matter of fact.]

But go ahead. I'm ready.

[swordfucker]

[At least he can trust a guy who's willing to take a blade from a stranger... But alright. He draws his blade, a black katana with a red stripe down the middle, and lets it touch the ground.]

Mahiru.

[It's an easy command, a call of someone's name. Then, black tendrils leak from all around Guren and his sword. They look a little like hair, it's kind of gross? Just like he said, anyone with high psychic resistance won't feel a thing. Otherwise, it's incredibly intimidating, like something squeezing at your heart... but those with strong will power and strength can stay standing through it without special seals.]

[girod]

[ Clark watches, curious, and lifts his head a little as he feels... something. He has resistance, but it's a conscious thing, a will he has to exert.]

Interesting.

[swordfucker]

Hah.

[Guren lets it last for another few seconds before he pulls his sword out of the ground and slides it away. It's only when it's completely sheathed that the blackness slips away.]

Did you feel a thing? [He had a student who didn't once, a rarity. And a few who were able to resist, also a rarity. But the people here, in this place... It was like almost all of them were rarities.]

[girod]

A pressure.

[ She has no problem admitting that.]

But nothing I couldn't handle easily, to be honest. If you increased the pressure, I might have to make some effort, but I think I'd be able to fight through it.

[swordfucker]

Most normal humans can't. It's just the feeling of a black demon series weapon. They're stronger than most demons.

[But, well, that gives him plenty of an idea.] Thanks for telling me everything that you did. If you don't mind waiting a little while for people to get settled in and for me to sort out strengths, I'll arrange for ways that you can help us out.

You'll be signed up as two separate people, if you're interested in that.

[girod]

I would be, if you don't mind.

And I'll let a few people I know from home know that your force is accomodating to people in our position.

[ He straightens his glasses.]

In the meantime, feel free to call me if you need anything.

[ A pause before- ]

From anywhere in the town, really. I'll hear you.

[swordfucker]

The more help I can get, the better. Especially now that more people arrived.

[There's people he knows from home? People like that, then? He's very interested, but he won't push. Something like a secret identity is more sensitive than that. Akira took time in coming to him with the same thing.

But wait—]

...Anywhere, really? Are you constantly filtering out everyone's conversations? [That's... suddenly awkward, and he imagines very difficult.]

[girod]

[ He starts fixing his cuff again, rolling it down and buttoning it as he looks up to answer.]

Yes. People's privacy is important. That's why I ignore most things and keep an ear out for my name and emergency sounds, like sirens or screams for help.

[swordfucker]

I have a couple people working on finding what we could use for an alarm that could be heard from all districts... Someone who can hear one from anywhere is helpful no matter what we find.

[He drops his hands to slip into his pockets.] Similarly, if anything seems like a problem within the defense force, with members or anything else, let me know. I'll be sure to call for you if I need it.

[girod]

Of course. I'll keep you as informed as I can about anything I hear or see that might be worth knowing.

[swordfucker]

Thanks.

[He'll nod his head a little in understanding, and as a quiet goodbye. He might as well use this time out to take a walk around the districts, so that's what he'll be doing. Thanks, Superman!!]

[girod]

[ Clark gives him a mild salute before heading back to his own home.]