[Locked to Cybermask]
May. 11th, 2024 01:37 pmThe mansion is haunting from the outside. Dilapidated, windows, doors, any possible entrances boarded up or unaccessible in one way or another. Impossible to get in in a traditional way, and he's not exactly keen to blast his way inside. He may be pissed off at Drake for having part in that operation, but he's not going to mess with his cognition needlessly. That's not to say anything of the words that appear with each step he takes not on the grass -Who can blame his parents?- appears this time, and he's quick to get back on the grass. The less he has to bear witness to... these messages, the better. Clearly they're things that Drake overheard, or were said to him, and, despite it all, it's almost...
... Nevermind. He'd rather not think too much about it.
Falcon's scanners can pick up the power level of the Shadows inside; higher level than even the ones that haunted Shido's Palace, or at least the version of Shido's Palace that appears here. Nothing he wouldn't be able to handle if needs be, but also not something to rush into alone. Loathe as he is to admit, it's probably a good thing that there's a group he can team up with. As soon as Drake gives his consent, and knows what they're doing, that is.
That's part of why Falcon is here, anyway; while a few people on the team (including Drake's own Goro) aren't powerful enough to take this Palace on any time soon, he can't trust others not to try and do something stupid. Good intentions they may have, but they also had good intentions while hacking him. Good intentions aren't everything, and like hell is going to let someone fuck Drake up just because they had 'good intentions'.
... Which, he clearly isn't the only one with that idea.
As he finishes his lap around the mansion, the only non-Shadow, non-cognition presence enters his field of view again. Futaba Akechi, codename Glitch, is holding her own vigil at the entrance of the mansion, and despite himself...
... A surge of anxiety goes through him, the file she put in his system feeling uncomfortably present. He tries to drown it out with anger, with focus on his own, self-appointed mission, but... he doesn't meet her eye. Despite dedicating a good chunk of his sensors to making sure she doesn't... try anything, to put it lightly, he cannot look her in the eye. And it seems she won't either, despite certainly knowing that he's here, so here they are. In this stalemate of mutually protecting Drake's Palace, but not interacting.
Still, as he passes by from the foliage, he shoots her a glance, and this time- their eyes meet uncomfortably. He grits his teeth.
He continues, and completes another lap. Rinse. Repeat. He's got nothing to say to her. Okay, that isn't true, he's got plenty to say, but it's nothing she doesn't know already, nor is it relevant.
He'll deal with his discomfort. He'll deal with teaming up with the others when they're ready and Drake is in the know.
But for now, he continues to ignore Glitch, and makes another lap.
... Nevermind. He'd rather not think too much about it.
Falcon's scanners can pick up the power level of the Shadows inside; higher level than even the ones that haunted Shido's Palace, or at least the version of Shido's Palace that appears here. Nothing he wouldn't be able to handle if needs be, but also not something to rush into alone. Loathe as he is to admit, it's probably a good thing that there's a group he can team up with. As soon as Drake gives his consent, and knows what they're doing, that is.
That's part of why Falcon is here, anyway; while a few people on the team (including Drake's own Goro) aren't powerful enough to take this Palace on any time soon, he can't trust others not to try and do something stupid. Good intentions they may have, but they also had good intentions while hacking him. Good intentions aren't everything, and like hell is going to let someone fuck Drake up just because they had 'good intentions'.
... Which, he clearly isn't the only one with that idea.
As he finishes his lap around the mansion, the only non-Shadow, non-cognition presence enters his field of view again. Futaba Akechi, codename Glitch, is holding her own vigil at the entrance of the mansion, and despite himself...
... A surge of anxiety goes through him, the file she put in his system feeling uncomfortably present. He tries to drown it out with anger, with focus on his own, self-appointed mission, but... he doesn't meet her eye. Despite dedicating a good chunk of his sensors to making sure she doesn't... try anything, to put it lightly, he cannot look her in the eye. And it seems she won't either, despite certainly knowing that he's here, so here they are. In this stalemate of mutually protecting Drake's Palace, but not interacting.
Still, as he passes by from the foliage, he shoots her a glance, and this time- their eyes meet uncomfortably. He grits his teeth.
He continues, and completes another lap. Rinse. Repeat. He's got nothing to say to her. Okay, that isn't true, he's got plenty to say, but it's nothing she doesn't know already, nor is it relevant.
He'll deal with his discomfort. He'll deal with teaming up with the others when they're ready and Drake is in the know.
But for now, he continues to ignore Glitch, and makes another lap.