Scene #7381: Who Is The Second Drive?

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Xion	Early in the morning, Roidmude #77 decides that now, and no other time, is HIS TIME. Transforming in the middle of a coffee shop bat-faced, he rises to his feet as the Heaviness entangles all of the poor Starbucks-sippers near him. "How does it feel? I suffered this darkness: The darkness of being SEEN! To have your manuscript ruined is a pain worse than death! By you lookie-loos! Always looking over my shoulder at my laptop screen. Now NOBODY will work in a coffee shop. Nobody but ME!" Roidmude #77 hears the normal-time creak of the door, and the slow motion 'b j a n g l e' of the door chime. Without missing a beat, #77 turns to the newcomer as a red gloved hand grabs him by the collar and throws him outside to the street. "Go get the Grim Reaper." The crimson warrior tells #77, who nods, and flies off on metal-organic wings. The crimsion warrior waits, patiently, for their real prey. He'll be here presently.
Chase	It doesn't take long. A black and purple motorcycle pulls up, large silver skull emblazoned on the front. The rider, rather predictably, stands out just as much as the bike. A man in a purple jacket and blue pants steps off, almost robotically, odd gun in hand as he presses the barrel into his palm and points it at Xion's feet. "GUN!" The weapon announces its intent before firing. It's only a warning shot though, the energy blasts land directly at her feet, creating a large amount of sparks. "Kamen Rider?... No...Who are you?" He was expecting Drive, from the reports. And while they definitely look it at first glance, they clearly aren't. He presses the weapon into his hand once more, a deafening cacophony of beeps and boops playing out before he finally lets go. "BREAK UP!" He points the weapon to the sky, a series of phantom tires spinning around him before in a flash of purple, he's changed form. Where there was once a man stands a pile of metal tubes and armor platings in the shape of a man. A single crimson compound eye lights up, staring at Xion. "Leave."
Xion	"Who am I?" Asks the red mirage, as toku sparks ping and patter off of the ground before them. Chase -- no, the Grim Reaper -- advances while firing, already assuming battle form, and when the purple light clears from his transformation, only the machine demon in purple remains. The red mirage fades away in the haze of the smoke, a slim figure of black-on-black with a four-pointed stylized red cross hiding their face like a rather overwrought domino mask. In her hand is a golden, glimmering thing, a medallion with the face of Drive's Type Speed helmet emblazoned on it. A flame in blue erupts around her left wrist, slowing its burn to an almost crystalline fire in resemblance of the Shift Brace - a band, a holder, a lever. "Today, you're the Grim Reaper. So, today, I'm Kamen Rider." The medallion in her hand shines red, and reforms into a red toy car. With a flick of the back, she slides it into the odd brace, and holds her hand over her wrist, extending her foot back as she lifts her bracer. "I'll turn the key - and enter Top Gear! Henshin!" She announces, and works the lever with a click. From the false bracer outward, red begins to layer over her black clothes. Plates of armor, sleek and red, attach at her forearms, shoulder, chest, waist, and leg, leaving her dark clothes compressed into a black undersuit. A black 'sash' effect splits the chestplate diagonally. Two lights flash from the eye, as a disembodied Krimbelt voice warbles: DRIVE! -- Type X! Of course, X is pronounced 'Key'. Lifting up her right hand, she pumps her fingers into a fist, as if tightening a glove. "Let me take you out for a test drive, Grim Reaper." Just like Drive, Xion is possessed of a notable Sp-Sp-Speed, zipping forward into a number of direct-to-chest punches at rapid speed, ending with a spinning kick.
Chase	"You're that girl... Playing Kamen Rider? That is..." He cuts himself off as Xion enters TOP GEAR, coming at him multiple times at high speeds. The first few connect with his armored chest, making him take a step back as minor sparks fly before he finally finds an opening. He locks Xion's leg between his armpit, his gun pointed to the ground as he slides a small silver car into the top of it, making an extremely sinister voice call out: TUNE - CHASER SPIDER! A pair of phantom tubes and wires appear behind Chase in a purple haze, only to solidify around his arm and back. There's a large, silver punch shield connecting itself to the side of the gun now, something the Shinigami takes advantage of as he shoves Xion away as he attempts to swing the weapon square into her midsection. "You talked about friends. Why are you here making enemies?"
Xion	"I'm not playing at anything!" Xion calls back, right before her kick turns out to be... Okay, it was an incredibly bad idea. She doesn't have any real advanced martial arts skill -- and the Grim Reaper is absurdly strong. She can't get her leg away! The purple light of the Chaser Spider's emergence would pop her eyes open if they were visible. A solid connection sends her flying, a sharp cry and a spray of sparks from the fangs, sending her onto her back. Not for long, as an acrobatic hand pops her back into the air and tumbles her feet back into an upright crouch. "Grim Reaper, I'm just doing what you do to try and understand you. Before we can be friends, or even buds, we need to know each other." Rising, she brings her right hand to the Blitz Brace. "So I'll fight you, as a warrior of peace. Like the Grim Reaper, Mashin Chaser. With this hand..." She works the Blitz Brace three times, a click-click-click that echoes with the phantom Krimbelt voice. X! X! X! It's key three times. Xion must be stopped from operating this brace. "So if that means my words have to come from my hands or my feet, that's fine. When the Reaper resets a Roidmude, that's showing love to a friend!" She takes a sprinting stance before bursting forward, a red-black streak of screeching tires as she circles Chase at a blur of speed before leaping from the circle into a flying heel-forward kick.
Chase	"So be it. If you want to be Kamen Rider however, I will treat you like one." Xion clicks the fake Shift Brace once more, circling around him to deliver another kick. It takes him a moment to process what's happening, raising the buckler to help blunt the attack and to help push them away. There's a massive explosion from the impact as Mashin Chaser's guard breaks, causing them to stagger back as smoke billows from the spider-like shield, and less from his armor. Even as he staggers back though, he's prepping, slotting out one car from his gun for another. TUNE - CHASER COBRA! The shield on their arm doesn't disappear, rather it reformats itself, the fanged spikes on the end folding up to reveal a prehensile metal whip. He swings the weapon arm forward, the whip wrapping around Drive - Type X! (pronounced 'Key'). Once it's firmly wrapped around them, he tugs with all his might, bringing them towards him as he winds his free arm back and aims to deliver a punch square to their head. As future buds do, apparently.
Xion	Xion doesn't have a good set of words, focusing her will into the point where her heel met the Chaser Spider shield. Where his guard crumbles for just a moment, and she follows through, landing past Mashin Chaser in a folded leg-forward crouch, back turned. Was that enough? Her head turns and-- CHASER COBRA. "Oh. This is going to--" She's zipped off-frame by the lasso of the cobra-line, struggling with her arms pinned to her side as she sails towards Chase's waiting fist. It goes off spectacularly, metal fist connecting with faceplate and sending a fat crack across her cross-shaped mask. The force blasts her out, sending her sailing parabolically through the air to impact, forcefully, against the ground. Her bounce is not graceful or controlled, the purple force of the punch still wicking off her upper body. Finally, she sits up, rubbing the side of her head. "Dang. You've got a punch." She pats off the legs of her armor as she rises to her feet, closing her fists and taking a stance across the street from Chase. "But I'm happy. If you'll fight me like that, I think we can figure each other out." Xion pulls the Type X Shift-Medal from her Blitz Brace, pulling out a different medal - green and armored. "Because I'm not a rider. But this guy is. I think you are too. A masked hero fighting for a happy world." Slotting the medal into the brace, she takes her stance, working the lever once. Rings of light halo about her as the armor reconfigures. Bulkier, around the upper arm and shoulder with heavier pauldrons that look like boar tusks sweeping out across her collar. The cracks in her mask glow with an inner verdance. The Krimbelt calls out the form shift. X! -- Type Frenesie! "The power of someone Stronger than me. Kamen Rider - Stronger!" She works the lever thrice. Frenesie! Frenesie! Frenesie! "All the buds around you want to help you. I'll let you feel their hope too!" Her attack isn't one of speed, but of pure bullish power. The snorting, stamping, goring charge focused around her like a tusk of energy for her powered tackle. "We all want you to succeed!"
Chase	"I am NOT Kamen Rider. I am a Grim Reaper." There's a lot more gravel in his voice, especially with the word 'NOT'. There's a call out for X! --Type Frenise!, and Mashin Chaser just buckles down as he aims to meet the attack head on and stop the rampaging bull girl. It works out better than expected, with him grabbing onto the horns in an attempt to throw them aside. "Hope...? This is 'hope'?" His voice is strained under exertion. Unfortunately, between processing Drive - Type X's (Pronounced 'Key') intent and the attack is too powerful, his guard guard starts breaking easily. He begins skidding back, before he suddenly lets go and is sent flying. There's a trail of sparks and a symphony of breaking metal as he sails through the air, landing on the ground with a thud as he rolls a bit. He's seemingly not shaken by this,already switching cars once again while saying this, his gun shouting out the words TUNE - CHASER BAT!. There's a bat like screech as the shield splits wide open into a crossbow configuration. With a pull of a trigger, the gun fires off several thin bolts of energy, all aimed at the Kamen Rider's center of mass as he begins aggressively striding up to her again.
Xion	Locking horns - literally - with her tusked charge, Mashin Chaser buckles a bit, but holds. Forced to focus the bucking power of Type Frenesie on a single point, when she breaks through and crashes forward, she has to skid to an arm-windmilling stop just short of crashing through the front of a building past where Chase had buckled. His stance had, even with everything, protected the Human world. He had taken the charge, rather than evading, and because of it, there was no damage. Still supercharged with the power of Frenesie, she turns, the Wing Shots just splashing against her armor and causing fountains of sparks that otherwise go unnoticed. "Hope, Chase. That's right. The humans have Drive. A warrior fighting for justice against a threat they don't understand. The Roidmude have Mashin Chaser, the Grim Reaper, neither grim nor reaping. I've felt your heart." She levels her right hand, index finger pointing, at the mono-eyed purple juggernaut. "A heart of absolute justice. You don't attack humans - you try to stop Drive from hurting your friends. That's hope. Now let me show you--" A purple mote of light flies out harmlessly from Chase, and zips towards Xion's pointing hand where she catches it like a thrown object. A golden medal with Mashin Chaser's face on it. As she holds it, it turns into a dark metallic purple Viral Core. "--what happens when we can work together." Flicking out the green medal out of her left Blitz Brace, she slots the purple car into its place. Then, with her left hand, she slots the Drive medal into her right brace. Both braces equipped, she crosses her arms in front of her chest. "The finisher of people's hearts." Both levers, on the Viral Core and the Type Speed slots, flick once. The red lines surround her joined in purple, covering her entirely. The green tusks of Type Frenesie lift off and fade into motes of light as her green chestpiece is replaced with the dark metallic purples of Mashin Chaser. Across her chest, the single diagonal black sash is joined with a second, of red, crossing the opposite way to form a two-tone X. The Krimbelt announcement voice is joined by the Break Gunner's growl: X! -- Type VIRAL "Double X." (Pronounced 'Two Key', which is a subtitle travesty on the height of not translating Kouji Genbar or Kaizoku for English audiences) Xion mutters, leaping into the air as dozens of floating red and purple X-es cross before her between Chase and her leaping body. Her right bracer announces: "FULL THROTTLE!" Her left bracer announces: ABSOLUTE JUSTICE! The X'es compress, stretched by her falling Rider Kick.
Chase	There's no words from Chase, just a grunt of affirmation as he watches Xion prep for her attack and switches to SPIDER!. There's a confused growl that follows as she seemingly copies him, or the very least mimics him. He's not sure on the details, but now's not the time for questions, especially when he's staring down a RIDER KICK to the face. The Shinigami's leg spread out as they adopt a defensive stance, meeting the kick with his free forearm in an attempt to block the attack, which goes as well as one expects. Chunks of purple amor plating begin loosening, some even flying off as their suit begins violently sparking from the force of the attack. He's holding in place though, the alternative is death, even as he skids across the asphalt and his body screams for him to stop. Fortunately, he was not programmed to be a bitch. EXECUTION! He slams the muzzle of his gun into the arm that he's currently using to defend, lining it up with Type X (pronounced 'key') as a large charging sound fills the area. After sufficient charging, he stops attempting to guard against the attack, letting it go through, but not before swinging his massive shield at them whilst pulling the trigger, creating a large energy slash directed at them. FULL BREAK!
Xion	Mashin Chaser has not a scrap of programming, not even a commented out part, for 'being a baby'. He is incapable. In its place is certainty, justice, and resolve. Resolve enough to take the flying kick and pressure through. Resolve enough to slot in another Viral Core. Certainty enough to dperess the muzzle of his gun. Justice enough to meet force with force. The stretched out X meets the edge of the shield, then the charged blade, and finally sparks through heel to level a tremendous clashing slash right through the horizontal centerline of the purple-and-red X mark. And bisects it. Past Chase, Xion tumbles through her finisher-phase, landing on a knee as the Double X armor fades off of her. Wisps of red and purple twist off of Xion as she rises, lifting the red cross of a mask off her face to reveal bright blue eyes and an ear-to-ear smile. Her bracers pipe out a belt-out jingle before they, too, fade into magic and motes. Nice Drive! calls the Krimbelt voice. Clean Break. rumbles the Break Gunner voice. Xion lifts up her right hand to two-finger salute-wave at Chase. "I'll call this one your victory, Chase. It was nice to really meet you." A portal of Dark Portents opens behind her, the picturesque yawning black-and-purple void of an Antagonist Escape Hole. "Next time let's try fighting besides each other as buds, okay? Byeeee!" She hops through the portal, leaving Mashin Chaser with his thoughts, some suit damage, and a whole lot more questions than when they started.
Chase	After the attack goes through, causing them to drop on one knee as static shoots out of their armor. It stops shortly after, their form barely managing to stay together, before picking themselves up. He doesn't turn to face Xion, but nods in agreement, walking over to his bike as he mounts up and drives off.