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~Hayate "Phaser" Yamachi~

Phaser yawned a little bit as the train sped towards his destination, rather tired after spending the past forty-eight hours pouring everything he had into research. Even since Echo had gone missing, the young man had wasted no expense in trying to locate her or the Delinquent of Shibuya that she had been going after. Unfortunately, all of his leads had yet to turn anything up. All that was left was a few loose threads and rumors that had carried over from the Terrans' world. Blake Trinity, the elf celebrity that was the poster child for almost every company currently, was very loosely related to his case. Phaser had come across some rather interesting information regarding the delinquent, that he went by the name "Lord Gram." "Gram" as it turns out, was apparently some sort of demon from the Terrans' world that became something called an "Armament." After digging online and searching out a few individuals, namely elves, the man discovered that the last known owner of "Gram" was a "Knight." Figuring out what those were took another couple hours, and then it took nearly a day to find out that the Knight in question was tied to one Blake Trinity. Despite getting a week's worth of work done in two days, the young man felt absolutely exhausted by all of it. What kept up his drive, however, was knowing that he might be preserving the life of the most important person to him.

As the train pulled into the station, he instantly recognized the celebrity on the platform. Of course she was trying her best to blend in... but she had quite a unique look and... physique. No wonder so many people were idolizing her and worshiping her beauty. It must be difficult for regular girls to compete with all these new kinds of people. There's people with animal ears, elves, and even dragon people. Us normies sort of pale in comparison to that. Phaser thought to himself, sort of regretful at how the times had changed so quickly. Many humans that were once idolized were pretty much discarded like trash once the Terrans arrived on their planet. Phaser simply sighed as he waited for the woman to board the train, wanting to make sure they were in an enclosed space where he could approach her without her feeling too uncomfortable. Public areas where there were lots of people were the best places for this, as most people felt security in numbers. Hopefully she's not one of those cowardly people that retreats into her shell around others. Although... that's not really the media persona that's been presented. Phaser thought to himself, watching her as the train began to pull out of the station.

After a few minutes, the man pulled his hood over his head and approached the woman from a blind spot, trying to make sure that he could get close without announcing his presence just yet. Once he was close enough, he spoke in a rather casual tone. "The Cursed Man. Dragon-Slayer. Lord Gram. The Delinquent of Shibuya. They all seem to be pointing towards the idea of a singular identity... despite the obvious difference in descriptions and attitude." Phaser stated, announcing his presence to the elf-girl. "While I'm lacking any real specifics, it's safe to assume that I'm probably dealing with someone that's rather close to you. I've listened to descriptions of your former "Knight," and apparently you were the last owner of something called "Gram?" And Armament, right? Well, the Delinquent of Shibuya shares a lot of qualities despite being so vastly different. One thing's for sure though. A few weeks ago a Dragonkin went on a rampage because of the unjust treatment of Terrans. What stopped him was the Delinquent of Shibuya. He described the encounter as 'I lost all of my abilities somehow. I don't even know what he did to me. All he did was catch my fist.' From what that sounds like, it seems like the Delinquent of Shibuya has "Dragon-Slayer" abilities, wouldn't you say?" Phaser kicked off their conversation, getting to the heart of the matter rather quickly.

"It's a bit too soon to say anything for sure, especially considering this guy has only ever used his fists and nothing else, but I can assume that him using the name "Lord Gram" is sufficient proof that he's linked to you in some way." Phaser stated, yawning rather loudly as he continued. "What I want to know... is just what exactly this guy is, who he was, and what he's capable of. You see... my partner went looking for him a couple days back and she never turned back up. Normally, that's something I wouldn't think too much on... but there's been a bit of trouble as of recently. I'm sure you've seen it on the news. I'm sure they've even interviewed you about it a couple times, right?" Phaser questioned, obviously digging for as many answers as he possibly could.

~Hayate "Phaser" Yamachi~

"Hm... I wonder." Phaser stated in response to whether or not Gram and the terrorist groups were related in any way whatsoever. "From what I understand, they're completely separate problems that are currently being dealt with by the authorities. I do, however, have some insight into what the connection may be between the two of them." Phaser stated, pulling out a folder that contained some documents he had compiled together with Echo. "From what I understand, the people that want your lot gone are looking for something powerful, not someone. I've compiled a list of serial murders that involve the killings of Knights, Mages, and anyone known to possess an Armament. They're of varying quality, but the motive remains the same in each case. Every murdered corpse belonged to someone that possessed an Armament in some way. Unfortunately, that also includes people from... this world." Phaser stated, showing a bit of discomfort in the fact they were dealing with basic murderers rather than extremists. "Despite what they claim, their agenda comes before the safety of their 'people.' They're pretty much willing to do anything to get what they want."

Should she open the document, she would find detailed accounts of the murders in question, suspects, and how they were linked to the group. "The reason he's connected, however-" Phaser began, pointing at a picture of Rowan that was held by a paper clip to a large pamphlet in the folder. "Is because of his Armament. From what I understand, people have had, at most, two descriptions of the Armament known as Gram. This accounts for the stories I've heard about the evolution of Armaments. They have three stages apparently, and Gram was at its second stage just before 'The Moment' happened. From a few scarce interviews, I understand that your Knight was caught up in the blast and apparently... disintegrated? Your manager has this uncomfortable, forlorn look on her face whenever it gets brought up, so I assume it's a tough subject." Phaser stated, referring to the events that had led up to this point in Gram's life cycle. "This, however, is clearly something entirely different from what your Knight had." The man stated, pointing towards the bits of armor on his torso, the demonic features of the man that included pointed ears and yellow eyes. "From what I understand, his arms are also coated in the same material as those bits of armor speckled onto his body. Additionally, some people have sad they can't even cut his skin or harm him at all. He's like a walking tank." Phaser stated, trying to describe how durable this man was.

"That's what brings me to my final point, and something that you mentioned. Out of the 'options' you've listed, only on thing really fits this kind of description of his body's durability." Phaser sighed and stuck his hands in his hoodie pockets, trying his best to keep his face hidden from the woman. "Gram, at some point, must have evolved into a Sacred Armament. From what I understand, that only happens when the weapon and the wielder have bonded from extreme conditions, battles, and have both grown as entities. It's not something that's easy to achieve, and it requires a lot of time. From what I've heard from Carmillions, there have been very few Sacred Armaments in recorded history due to this. That's why this group we've been talking about is after the Delinquent of Shibuya. They want the most powerful type of Armament, a sacred one, to further whatever plans they have cooked up for the rest of the world. Pretty scary though, isn't it?" Phaser mused, obviously not too happy about the prospect of such a powerful existence being in the hands of a bunch of murderers.

"What'll interest you, however, is the fact that it's a Sacred Armament." Phaser began, slightly turning towards her but keeping his face hidden from the woman. "I don't know about you, but I doubt some schmuck off the streets picked up a hyper-powered full-body Armament and just happened to bond with it without some sort of trauma or personal demons. Not to mention the guy's using it like it's a piece of cake, no strain or trouble from it. That's just... not possible from what I've heard about Armaments, especially the unique type that Gram was. The fact that there's not even a hint of rejection suggests... it might just be someone who's wielded Gram for a while." Phaser simply slid a bit on the train's seat as he let out an audible sigh. "People have said, according to the people of Carmillion, that an Armament cannot be destroyed by anything except an Armament. Not even a scratch can be dealt to it unless they blade is forged from a crystallized existence. Some pretty complicated stuff... but it allows for... possibilities. Such as, what if two existences bonded during the extreme conditions of 'The Moment' and achieved a form that allowed them to survive it? Wouldn't it be something?" Phaser mused, hinting rather heavily at what Blake had been hoping for. Rowan might just be alive... and he might have been completely integrated with the Armament. "Parasite types are rare from what people have said... and there's never been a Sacred Armament of that type before. That might... however, not be the case. What if people believed that because the Armament was no longer something separate anymore? That would, definitely, make it indistinguishable from a person using their natural, everyday abilities, wouldn't you say so?"

~Hayate "Phaser" Yamachi~

"I think the only thing they're aware of is that he's wielding a Sacred Armament. If they knew it was parasitic, then they'd probably avoid trying to confront him, as it would be extremely difficult to debond the two entities." Phaser stated this with a rather uncaring tone, however, he was obviously none-too-pleased with the idea of these radicals aimlessly attacking people regardless of whether they could get what they wanted out of them or not. "Then again, maybe they do know. Maybe they have a way to use Armaments that's different from what we've see so far. There's all sorts of mysteries hidden behind this, and I want to try to unravel them." Phaser stated, looking away from the elf girl as she took her hood off and tried to give him some meaningful look. When she offered him help, the man merely sighed, seeing that this would probably crop up after he had given her the rundown on the events up to this point. This was always a problem with people, especially clients. They always wanted to try and participate with the investigation or involve themselves in matters that were best left to professionals.

"Look. It's not that I don't appreciate the sentiment, but I don't want your help. Sometimes I don't even want my own partner around. She's kind of bossy, way too cold, and she never lets me take a proper break. You though. You're a high-strung, timid individual. From the way you had your hood, it's obvious you don't like attention or social interaction. The conflicting style of clothes with your general demeanor also suggests that you're one of those idols being taken advantage of by their manager for their looks. While I can say that it does accentuate your looks to your advantage, it fails to compliment who you probably are on the inside. What's really detrimental though is that wishy washy attitude of yours. You've been bouncing between happy, sad, desperate, and hopeful throughout this entire conversation. While it's fine and dandy that you're determined to find your Knight, I don't want to work with someone so unprofessional and incapable of staying calm and collected." The man began, really trying to get to the heart of the matter about why he did not want this little team-up to happen.

"Your shifting tones, your murmuring, and your general attitude all tell me that your lack of confidence will only hinder any sort of investigation that I'm partaking in. Not to mention your own, personal involvement with this case. If that man in the photo is some sort of threat or danger, how would you handle that? I've seen you destroy monsters on television, and apparently you're some real big-shot Mage, but could you fight the man in that picture if it's possibly your Knight?" Phaser asked, obviously not too confident in Blake's ability to separate her personal affairs from work. At about that time, the train finally stopped at Shibuya, the doors opening up to let its passengers off. "Listen. I'll figure out what I need to, try and send the guy your way if he turns out to be your Knight. Aside from that, don't follow me, don't try to help me, and stay out of my way on this. You're a liability, a distraction, and I can tell you'll be more of a pain than Echo ever was." Phaser stated, walking over towards the doors and leaving the train. Whether or not she followed him was up to her... but he was pretty adamant about not wanting a partner on this.