﻿<strong>Takeo Satoshi<br/>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, Midevening.<br/>Location: Mirrored World.<br/>Tagged: The Old and New Investigation Group.</strong><br/><br/>Satoshi turned away as the blinding light flashed through the hallway, obliterating creatures left, right and center, and threw up one arm over his face to shield his eyes. It also had the effect of hiding the grimace that crossed his face at the sight of the man's enormous display of power, and the hatred that had spiked in him so briefly at the library renewed itself with a furor. Bastard. Toying with them all, pretending he gave a damn about any of them while he sauntered through this surreal dreamscape, leading them on, completely untouchable.<br/><br/>Satoshi glanced down at himself as the others filed past him, following the bastard down the hallway, a rare sense of self-loathing blossoming within his chest. So much power, there for the taking...although likely not for him. Doubtless, such power was beyond his reach; he had no idea what was meant by 'facing down one's dark half', doubted he even<em>had</em>such a thing, and what a childish idea it was anyway, as though human beings were so ridiculously simple they could just be split into light and dark halves, it --<br/><br/>-- a whirl of motion out the corner of his eye, coming up fast behind them, a vicious snarl, the others spinning around to see but too late! Satoshi was already moving as the creature prepared its attack, dammit no time to draw his weapon,<em>'should have drawn it already you idiot, why did you count on them!'</em>A scream sounded from behind him, but he had no idea who it was from, and as he moved he didn't honestly give a damn. The beast's attack was coming, aimed at her,<em>'her who? Don't care, just stop the fucking thing,'</em>he thought as he launched himself into the air in front of her, and<strong>pain</strong>erupted in Satoshi's mind as the attack crashed against his chest, and darkness washed over him and Satoshi didn't care about anything anymore.