A Hell of A Time

I was nervous. I'd only managed to make it to level 25 before Wednesday. I mean, the new technique I'd figured out would help, the former Undersiders were all up to 25 too, so I think we might be able to beat Lung in a fight, if it comes to that, and I guess the throws and holds Brian showed me might be useful... even if I had a bit of trouble paying attention thanks to the handsome piece of eye candy teaching them. That's one of his titles now. He'd gained "Handsome Piece of Eye Candy" as a title at some point.

I'd talked with the PRT reps who were supposed to be protecting us, and they'ed relayed it to the Director, and I'd been fitted with a wire, you do not want to know where, and sent to the meeting. If things fo south, Miss Militia and Armsmaster would be on the spot within five minutes.

So the former Undersiders and I walked into a nondescript hole in the wall bar. "Now, Akuma Daimaou-sama" Tattle said with a too-wide smile, "the staff hear is deaf so you have to write your order down. They have most liquors, five kinds of tea, and they have Coke and Pepsi. Officially the fact that the staff is deaf is the reason why all the villains meet here, but it's really because they have both sodas." Lisa hadn't been quite right ever since the little fit she'd had the other day ended. "There's no violence, weapons, or powers here, so the big dragon bastard is probably just going to try to bully you into apologizing for running him over or else schedule the real fight." She blinked behind her mask. "Oh, and he doesn't own the Ruby Dreams Casino," she said as an afterthought. "That's just fanon. You know, in case it comes up." Poor Lisa lost her mind it seems, but at least she doesn't look at me like I'm crazy when I mention levels.

We all sat down at one table, all on the same side, and a few moments later Lung came in carrying a deluxe model Lay-Z-Boy brand recliner chair, which he sat down at the table and immediately began lounging in. He opened his mouth to speak, but was drowned out by the sudden yelling from outside, like someone talking on loudspeakers: "Come out villains!" Came a voice that sounded like it was being run through a modulator to make it sound like a grown woman.

Without a word exchanged between us, both Lung and I stood and walked outside. Standing in front of a bicycle was a figure in blue, plastic looking armor like something that I think a few Japanese heroes wore before Japan went to hell. The armor was sculpted in such a way as to make the figure resemble a fit and muscular young woman... but it did nothing to hide the fact that she was like, 13 at the absolute oldest by her height. "Evil beware, for an ally of Justice approaches!" Oh god, she was posing. Waving her hands in the air, forming "V" shapes with her arm, flipping around, and stomping her feet like some kind of lunatic. "to repent her sins, the Great Prinnirider shall defeat all villains, dood!" She then pointed to Lung and me, "so surrender or face judgment, dood." It was then that I noticed that her helmet kind of looked like a sylizd "cool" Prinny.

Lung palmed his mask. "fucking weeaboos are coming out of the woodwork these days," he said flatly. Then Sicily jumped out of a random trash can. "Case in point."