Scene #8150: Seito University Hospital

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Kuroto Dan	Seito University isn't hard to find, even if one doesn't know about it. After all, it is THE most equipped hospital to combat the rising threat of the Bugster Virus, so its address is only a quick look up away on one's favorite search engine. The Woz And Future Demon King, sadly, will only get as far as the front area, as he's immediately stopped by two men in doctor coats. Sougo immediately recognizes them as the two CR doctors, Hiiro and Emu. "I should have known you were trouble the moment you spouted your nonsense. Thankfully, I'll correct this mistake right here." "Eh!? You know this guy? I never saw him at the Genm building, but.. He has to be working with him, yeah?"" Hiiro seems incensed, while Emu is mostly just confused and questioning. Emu however, doesn't get an answer from his senior, as he immediately secures the Gamer Driver to his waist. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out what appears to be a double Gashat, holding the device in front of him as he twists the yellow knob on it. Taddle Fantasty! Let's Going, King of Fantasy! Let's Going, King of Fantasy! Let- "Skill level 50." Inserting the gashat into the open slot on his belt, it announces Dual Gashat!, followed by a rather annoying charge up noise until he finally flips the lever on his Driver to open it up. Pursue! Wander! RPG! Taddle Fantasy! There's a holographic panel that flies in front of Hiiro and what appears to be a flying mascot character that chomps down on him, followed by a cloud of darkness that obscures him, as he transforms into Kamen Rider Brave. The might of his transformation is enough to generate a shockwave, causing Emu to brace himself to prevent himself from being knocked back.
Timespace Riders	"Hi, Dr. Hojo!" He waves warmly, but the explanation he attempts to offer dies partway through. Sougo is utterly clueless as to what Hiiro could mean, evidenced by the concerned frown on his face. "Dr. Kagami... did something happen?" Startled by the sudden transformation, Sougo makes a stumped, short "Eh?!" He even looks over his shoulder as if to make sure there's no one else he's talking to. The shockwave proves it--and Sougo reaches for his belt in response. With his belt--the helpfully-announced TIMESPACE DRIVER--fastened securely, Sougo procures and presses the crown on a futuristic-looking pocketwatch. ZI-O! The name echoes through space. With that watch slotted into place, the display on his Timespace Driver reads AU30 in blocky LCD font. The silver gears and hands of a great analog clock form behind Sougo, ticking away as his hands, held up and out, pantomime the movement of the clock hands behind him in reverse. "Henshin!" Sougo's hands grasp the Timespace Driver and spin it RIDER TIME! Large pink gears envelop him completely before fading to reveal-- o/` Ka-meeen Rider! o/` ZI-O. . . He's an armored fighter in black, white, silver and pink, whose cuirass and helmet resemble the band and face of an analog wristwatch. The hands of this watch form the classic Rider 'antenna,' with pink katakana flying into place over the helmet's face to spell out "RIDER." A hefty, silver straight sword appears in Zi-O's hand, before he runs to engage. Vying for position with Brave, he makes a rapid series of clashes, attempting to leverage his blade past the other rider's guard. "...by the way... who is Genm?" He doesn't bother trying to talk the other rider out of it. At this point, he's used to people abruptly picking fights with him, and he assumes Hiiro will oblige anyway. The hands on his helmet's face move backwards, though the fight continues. He's split a moment very finely, using it to travel backwards in time to see what the doctor meant by 'trouble'.
Kuroto Dan	"Who.... is Genm? Do you not know who you're working for? Or do you think I don't know the answer? Either way, I don't have time for more of your nonsense!" Brave seems audibly confused as he meets Zi-O's sword with his own, a brilliant flaming blade swinging expertly through the air as he swats away each of the novice Rider's hits. Once there's an opening, he lunges his body foward, first with his sword which he rakes against Zi-O's chest, and secondly with his bare fist, which is quickly wrapped by his cape as it extends into a piercing spike that aims to penetrate his midsection. "Uh, hi? Do I know you? Anyway, are we sure this is the guy? I mean, he doesn't even-" "I don't need your input, intern. If you're not going to help, make your way back to CR." "Sheesh. Alright." Being chewed out, Emu just kind of quietly malds to himself, pulling out an orange and blue (green?) gashat as he gaze shifts from the greeble to the fight and back again.
Timespace Riders	"But I don't work 'for' anyone! I work with the Concord--" His explanation is cut off by an ungainly 'hurk' as Brave deflects a hip-shoulder slash, drawing sparks with his riposte. His guard is up for the cape trickery, the junior rider juking sideways and strafing. Having to put together witnessed histories in the middle of a fight is difficult. Nevertheless, Zi-O makes a sudden realization. "You mean the rider in black, don't you..." Hibiki had mentioned him. And more pressingly, so had Kuroto. "He's my enemy too! He's stolen something from someone I admire, and he's using it to hurt people!" "If you still think I'm trouble, then..." Zi-O leaps backwards, procuring another futuristic pocketwatch and hurriedly pressing the stop. QUEEN! The LCD chronometer on the Timespace Driver flashes AU11--19 years ago. Frantic ticking resounds in the air. Zi-O spins the driver, and that dizzying movement of space is once again felt. ARMOR TIME! A lifesized, halo-crowned doll emerges from a pink portal that appears before him, floating alongside the rider and cupping its cheek adoringly at Brave. Flawless white plastic gleams, with rounded pauldrons sporting a regal cloak of billowing smoke. It breaks apart, then flies over and snaps into place to fit itself over him, the bodysuit beneath the plastic shifting to a deep, rich red. The halo above becomes an analog clock, and the helmet's face, a window into the glimmering expanse of space. Pink nebulas form katakana reading 'RIDER.' Heart to Heart! Queen-in-Veils! A glimmering greatsword forged from a field of stars has replaced the straight sword he held before. Zi-O strides patiently back up to Brave, putting his shoulders and hips into a telegraphed overhead. It isn't the blade that Brave should fear--but rather, the immense spiral galaxy that follows downwards in its wake. It cracks pavement, cratering the parking lot and sending a parked car tumbling into the chasm--yet its pull upon Brave is terrifyingly gentle by comparison, pushing just forcefully enough to get Zi-O's point across and sapping Brave's will to fight.
Timespace Riders	"But I don't work 'for' anyone! I work with the Concord--" His explanation is cut off by an ungainly 'hurk' as Brave deflects a hip-shoulder slash, drawing sparks with his riposte. His guard is up for the cape trickery, the junior rider juking sideways and strafing. Having to put together witnessed histories in the middle of a fight is difficult. Nevertheless, Zi-O makes a sudden realization. "You mean the rider in black, don't you..." Hibiki had mentioned him. And more pressingly, so had Kuroto. "He's my enemy too! He's stolen something from someone I admire, and he's using it to hurt people!" "If you still think I'm trouble, then..." Zi-O leaps backwards, procuring another futuristic pocketwatch and hurriedly pressing the stop. QUEEN! The LCD chronometer on the Timespace Driver flashes AU11--19 years ago. Frantic ticking resounds in the air. Zi-O spins the driver, and that dizzying movement of space is once again felt. ARMOR TIME! A lifesized, halo-crowned doll emerges from a pink portal that appears before him, floating alongside the rider and cupping its cheek adoringly at Brave. Flawless white plastic gleams, with rounded pauldrons sporting a regal cloak of billowing smoke. It breaks apart, then flies over and snaps into place to fit itself over him, the bodysuit beneath the plastic shifting to a deep, rich red. The halo above becomes an analog clock, and the helmet's face, a window into the glimmering expanse of space. Pink nebulas form katakana reading 'RIDER.' Heart to Heart! Queen-in-Veils! "I'm gonna try love, understanding, and forgiveness!" A glimmering greatsword forged from a field of stars has replaced the straight sword he held before. Zi-O strides patiently back up to Brave, putting his shoulders and hips into a telegraphed overhead. It isn't the blade that Brave should fear--but rather, the immense spiral galaxy that follows downwards in its wake. It cracks pavement, cratering the parking lot and sending a parked car tumbling into the chasm--yet its pull upon Brave is terrifyingly gentle by comparison, pushing just forcefully enough to get Zi-O's point across and sapping Brave's will to fight.
Kuroto Dan	"Hiiro-san!" Emu seems to snap out of whatever funk he was in as Brave stumbles back and falls as his will to fight is momentarily sapped, slapping his driver on his waist before performing some elaborate motions as he strikes a pose. He presses a button on the side of the greeble, and it lets out a confirmation noise before being slammed into the empty Gamer Driver. "Henshin!" Dual Gashat! Level Up! He flicks the the driver open, and a carasol of rider sihoulettes appear around him, spinning at high speeds before Emu slaps one of them away. Mighty Brothers! Two For One! Mighty Brothers! Two For Victory! X! A flash of orange and blue light transforms Emu into Kamen Rider Ex-Aid. Though, he looks a lot different. A bit more spikey, and a lot more squat and wide. Despite appearances, this Ex-Aid is still a threat, especially when he waddles forward at incredible speeds, flipping through the air to deliver a flying punch straight to Zi-O's face. "If he's your enemy, then why are you working for him?! Isn't that why you want our power?"
Timespace Riders	"Working for him? But that isn't true at all!" Zi-O brings the astral greatsword up, using the flat of the blade to block Ex-Aid's attack. The impact of his fist sends orange and green nebulas rippling across its surface, pushing Zi-O across the cracked pavement and simultaneously imposing its will-sapping effect on the gamer doctor. "One day, I'll be the King of Time. That's what I'm working towards!" Zi-O turns the attack aside, making a thrust with the greatsword. Aimed at his midsection, it ought to be lethal--but that same intimidating gentleness is behind the blow, suffusing the other rider with an exhaustion not unlike the feeling after a particularly spirited run. "To do that, I need to gather the power of all riders. I came here to ask Hiiro to lend me his--not to take it!" With a shout of effort, he follows up, making a bash with the pommel across the other rider's large helmet. A wave of crushing gravity cores out a path behind Ex-Aid as it lifts up fragments of pavement, cars and even a tree along with it. "I understand being worried about your friend... worried for all the patients you're responsible for, too. But I'm not here to steal!" His hands shift on the brightly burning grip, holding the blade out behind him. Stepping forward to pursue, he makes a series of walking, hewing cuts, starting low, swinging high and then changing his stance. With each, a star is born, flying at relativistic speeds and exploding in impossibly gentle waves of strength-sapping warmth.
Kuroto Dan	"If he didn't send you, then who did?! He mentioned you by name, so either you're lying or something isn't right!" Emu yells confused questions even as Zi-O's swordwork connects with his wide body, his girthy status apparently offering him some level of resiliance to the blows, even as sparks fly from his armor and he too, is eventually sent falling backwards, landing next to the currently recovering Brave. "King of Time? To your coronation, I say no thank you. Intern, don't listen to this boy. He's dangerously delusional." "Yeah..." Exaid does not sound entirely convinced at Brave's statement, but, he's not about to back out of the fight either. He picks himself off the ground, struggling surprisingly litte despite his stature, and closes his Gamer Driver, swinging his arms around in a circular motion as he shouts... "DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI HENSHIN!" Flicking the driver open once more, the device lets loose another series of announcements as two riders suddenly emerge in a flash of light, their shoulders joined to create the face of the previous chubby rider that once stood where they were. Double Up! I AM YOU AND YOU ARE ME! WE ARE! MIGHTY MIGHTY BROTHERS DOUBLE X! "We'll clear this game together with super co-op play!" The two riders give each other a low five, before rushing Zi-O down, latching unto his arms and trying to limit his ability to counter attack as they then turn their heads to Brave. "Now! Hiiro-san!" Brave's full up, and doesn't waste any time to take advantage of what the Intern has set up for him, pulling out a smaller gashat that he loads into a cartridge slot that's just sort of haphazardly attached to his sword. TADDLE CRITICAL STRIKE! There's a gleam that appears in Brave's eye as he levels his sword at his waist, before he begins gliding across the ground at high speeds towards Zi-O, his cape fluttering in the wind. Both Ex-Aid's let go right before he reaches Sougo, his blade slashing against the Time Rider's midsection as it lets out a burst of energy. He continues gliding a couple feet behind Zi-O, before suddenly grinding to a halt. Brave doesn't say anything, instead, just holding his pose, sure that the fight is now over.
Timespace Riders	Zi-O visibly startles when Ex-Aid mentions the dark rider knew him. He mentioned me by name? How could he know that? Could he be... no. No! Mr. Dan would never do the things I saw that rider do! "Something isn't right." Zi-O doesn't struggle against the two Ex-Aids, nor even try to escape from Brave's finisher. The explosion hurls him backwards, the rider skipping across the ground. The toylike plastic of the Queen Armor is unyielding, shielding the rider even from the impact of a concrete median. Standing up from split concrete, brushing scattered dirt from his mantle, Zi-O shoulders the greatsword with a labored grunt. "I'll get to the bottom of it," he intones softly. "I promise. But Hiiro is wrong about something--and I have to correct him." "A king has the final say in what kind of place the world is. As doctors--as people--the both of you should know perfectly well our world serves some people better than others, the way it is right now." Zi-O hurls the greatsword with a heaving, circular toss. "It isn't delusion to want to fix that, and I'm tired of looking away or staying quiet when people say otherwise." The sword takes on a gravitational pull of its own, as asphalt buckles beneath its trajectory to an increasingly worrying extent, until it embeds itself between Brave and the two Ex-Aids. By that time, its pull is nigh inexorable, tugging the three of them closer to it as detritus from the battle begins to swirl, constellations in a concrete spiral galaxy. Zi-O mashes the stop on the Timespace Driver, spinning the belt around its axis as the sound of an unseen, ominous ur-clock chimes in the air. FINISH TIME! Charging back into the fray, Zi-O leaps into the air, carried by his own gravity at breakneck speed. His leg extends, and as stars are born all around the battling riders, his kick becomes a brilliantly burning comet. Blink and it might be missed--Zi-O's kick burning through his opponents. Debris from the fight is incinerated, elsewise burned and squeezed into diamonds in the gravity field. GENTLE TIME BREAK! Zi-O's will, bearing the story of Persephone Kore, refuses to subject the other riders to the same laws that crush trees to sawdust and compact dirt into diamonds. It bears down on them just enough to let them know that even if I'm putting my foot down, I hate stories like that.
Kuroto Dan	Gashoon! The green (blue?) Exaid removes their gashat as they fly back and hit the ground, the orange one looking at Zi-O in annoyance before disappearing back into Emu in an orange cloud. Brave, however, does not belt out. Despite the power of the attack, he's quick to stand back up, shakily pointing it at the aspiring king as if he's about to go another round. Sadly for him, it isn't the case, as his body is suddenly wracked with pain, his limbs convulsing uncontrollably as dark smoke starts emitting from his body. He's quick to diagnose the problem, and removes the gashat from his driver, dropping to his knees as he just stares at Sougo with an annoyed look in his eyes. He doesn't say anything though, it's instead Emu who speaks up and leads, picking himself off of the ground as he dusts off his doctor jacket. "Well, I don't think you're delusional, even if I don't much understand all this king stuff. But are you sure you should be trying to solve this by yourself? He's a murderer, and I'm not about to watch a kid walk to his death when I have a chance to stop it."
Timespace Riders	Zi-O pulls both his own Ridewatch and Persephone's from his belt, the Queen Armor disappearing in a flash of pink energy. Sougo is left standing there, and he looks tired. Some of it might be physical--but there is a definite sense that he's been through a lot, for someone his age. Approaching Emu, he puts his hand on the doctor's shoulder. "I know," he says sadly, gently squeezing before letting go. "I can see what he did--where his story crossed into yours." "I need to gather the power of all riders to be king--" He glances towards Hiiro, and his grim expression softens slightly despite the other doctor's look of annoyance. "But there's no point in that if there's no one left to take care of when I do." He turns back to Emu, and bows his head. "Thank you for worrying about me, really. But that dark rider has stolen from someone I've pledged to help, and he's hurt and killed people the both of you care about, too. This isn't something I can ignore." His hands tense briefly into fists, before he relaxes them with a steadying sigh. "I'm glad I got to meet you again, Emu. And you, too, Hiiro, even if that face of yours is saying the feeling isn't mutual." He manages a weak smile at that. "I've seen enough of your story to know how much you really care, beneath all of that. Time was stolen from you--and one day I'll be able to give it back. Until then..." Sougo holds up a hand and extends it. Golden energy flickers into existence, swirling into a brightly glowing shape before it flashes itself into something solid and real. A futuristic pocketwatch, just like the others he uses, with the helmet of Kamen Rider Brave upon its face. The LCD chronometer at the bottom of the face reads AU24. "I'll be fighting for that future." Sougo turns and leaves the two doctors to their ruined parking lot.