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Ichiro sat there in shock at what he had just been told. "raikage?" Ichiro asked with a look of deep confusion on his face. "But Raikage was fused within myself, he should still be locked inside of me." Ichiro muttered to himself, holding his hand out before grazing it against his old doll's face before pulling his hand back, his clothes seemed to have changed as well. 'What the?' Trey thought to himself, attempting to summon a ball of lightning into his hand but getting nothing in return for his efforts, not even the slightest tingle of energy made itself known in his body.
"See, i told you Ichiro, that potion worked, only it had a few slight side effects. as your dolls were all seperate parts of your soul at one time, that potion ripped each part out of you and divided your soul amongst those parts. those parts being those beings who stand before you now. The two over there would have been the next Dolls you created, however as you can tell due to your transformation of energies we all came out looking slightly different than you might remember us before." Raikage said with a smike on his face as Ichiro slowly began recognizing who the others must have been through process of elimination. "So, your shift and Otohime?" ichiro asked, completely confused as to what was going on around him now. "But I thought Otohime was blind."
Otohime then Jumped up from her perch, walking over to Ichiro and giving him a hug. "I was, but that is something even i dont understand yet." she says, popping up to a standing position once again, her hands interlaced behind her back as she looks at Ichiro. 'And its good to see you by the way." Otohime said with a large smile on her face as she seemed enthralled by the sight of ichiro, something she had never seen before.

Claire Raine bows, "I see. Well my doll Is Angela, and isn't she a doll." She smirks on the play on words before hugging her sister once more and watching has the pistol melts into a shimmering puddle before something gives rise from it. Claire then reaches out and takes a cookie o the table before nippling on it slightly, "Elise, your baking is the best!"

Angela's attention is on Achilles now, "I am not a myth. After all you see me." She pinches Achille's cheek, "Angels are divine servants to God almighty. What are harpies? Lizard-bird...things....I'm clearly not a lizard." She smirks thinking her point won, "Elise dear, shouldn't we start before the tea get cold?"

'Ryôjirô...' a faint tinkling voice whispered 'It's...'

"It's...?" he murmured dazedly.

Akabashi Ryôjirô woke up. It felt hot and sticky, 'too much like the old days' his mind supplied, as he slowly opened his eyes. He felt disoriented. His body ached faintly, protesting against movement, and his eyes squinted shut as a silver glint flashed before them. He brought an arm up to cover them from the harsh reflection of the sun, using his other to raise himself up from his position on the floor. It wasn't often that he slept on the streets but it had been late last night, and his last journey had consumed most of his money. He was still a little exhausted, but he had recovered enough energy to move on through the day, at least for a couple of hours.

As he rubbed the soreness out of his eyes and worked out the kinks in his back he shifted against a nearby wall, sitting cross-legged, and moving his hand to scratch at the back of his head. Alertness was starting to come back, as was the strange feeling that led him here last night. There was something about this town that made him feel uneasy. A familiar feeling that he could not quite place.

'It's...' he faintly recalled from his dream. What had Aiko been trying to say?

A loud growl coming from his stomach interrupted his trail of thought. "I guess I should get some food, eh?" he said sheepishly to himself.

Ignoring the popping noise his joints made as he stood up, he headed over to the plaza of the town, following the delectable smell of fresh bread. He passed by a fruit stand, and snatched an apple from a stand as he walked by. He was about to walk into the the store when he was struck by that strange presence again. His head jolted to the side, hitting the door frame and he groaned, biting his lip at the sharp pain.

'It's near... Aiko murmured faintly.

Ryôjirô scowled and swiveled on his feet towards the direction of the weird presence. The bottoms of his coat flapped behind him as strode towards the end of the town. "Where?" he asked annoyed, frustrated at his, so far, unsatisfying morning. The familiar pulse grew stronger as he neared a cave a couple miles away from the town. "Is this it?" Ryôjirô mumbled to himself. He raised his hand and placed it against the side of the cave entrance. The pulse seemed stronger from within. Aiko grew restless, he could feel her.

'There's...more.' she said vaguely, but he already had a feeling of what she meant.

He entered the cave, past the barrier, and into its dark confines. He felt a slight chill pass through him as he walked deeper into the murky cave.

Ryôjirô explored the cave with deep curiosity. It didn't look like anything out of the ordinary, but he could feel an alluring power that radiated from deeper within. Ryôjirô followed the familiar pulse as his skin prickled with anticipation. He felt slightly paranoid, for he knew something, or someone was near him, but could not exactly pinpoint where.