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... you know what, yeah, eat the knife, we gotta figure out some shit and having foreign objects in the wound while that metal is cooling might be problems. Unless our internals are hot enough that it's melted, but it'd probably have fallen off at that point.

Okay.

SO!

We need more information, but right now isn't really the time.

... or maybe it's definitely the time, who knows. In any case, we know these things will just keep coming, so defensive isn't an option, other than that... *presumably* someone important will eventually notice and come bail us out but that'd probably put us in debt to them in some way.

Wait, I might have missed this, is the one we ate still gone, or did it get replaced? It probably did. If not, fuck it, LUNCHTIME.

Actually honestly either way lunchtime is probably a good idea, we need the energy. if it *did* come back, might as well try venting instead, see if it changes the response.

If that don't work, obviously we need to just eat *all of them* and see if we can't meditate on them later, figure out some new tricks. Do... we have access to its traits? Bears investigation.

-1 to any of this vision related nonsense.  If we're sensing stuff with some kinda magic sense, it means others can sense us through the same way.  Having a big giant sign over our heads as to where we are or what we are doing is dumb.

Not sure how aware you are of the genre, but sensing qi isn't like... sonar. It's just another physical sense Cultivators have. Not using it is less of a reasonable precaution and more blinding and deafening ourselves for very little or no benefit.

"That said, how long was it between you drinking your coffee and returning to your office? Was this on-site, or did you meet elsewhere?"

If it was nearby, it's possible the memory loss was due to some sort of drug or something similar. If not... it's possible it's the same situation, but somewhat less so.

Yeah, no, we ain't doing that again.

The blood vessels in Sakurako's eyes pop. The ones in her skin, too. Normally this would just end up being bruises, but with her continual regeneration fighting the damage it mostly just ends up coloring her entire body a bright crimson as her heart begins to beat even faster, blood forcing itself through her body at such violent speeds that even her enhanced regeneration just can't keep up with it.

Hyper Clock Up

Then she rams the Wind infuser into her her heart and charges.

All things considered, the two remaining goons wouldn't even know what hit them. She'd grab them each by the throat, carrying them into the air with her upon the wings of a bloody tempest, and then turn, her eyes wide, mouth open in a lunatic grin, and drop them.

They seemed to move so slowly on their way down. That wouldn't last long, either.

Her wings flared out, fire burning through her body as it speeds up yet more, reaching a fever pitch as time stands still for a moment.

Hyper Clock Over

The cyclone bears her, and she swoops down upon them, striking them repeatedly one way, then the other, again and again, until her body was about to give out. Then she comes down one last time, from above this time, slamming the pair into the ground with the combined force of her accelerated body and the cyclone from within her.

Upside, she's sober after it's over.

Downside, given the amount of damage she probably is currently healing, she probably wishes she wasn't.

Burn all three resolve, a 5, and a 6. Clock up 5, Hyper Clock Up, and Hyper Clock Over in that order. Alter to a 5.

Welp, not sticking around for that. Sakurako leaps into the air, hoping to get clear of the enclosing trap before it shuts... or if it does, get at least most of her body through, so that when it inevitably shears off whatever it hits the part that'll regenerate is on the outside. Should she make it out, in one piece or not, she'd attempt to launch herself toward D, leaping through the air and aiming a hip-slam into his waist before her lead foot plants into the ground, her waist and hips turning as her back leg comes up and slams heel-first into to his head once he's off-balance to take him down, assuming she has legs at this point.

Alter to 3. No Hyper.

That's fine.

These guys were pretty slow, all things considered, especially with Sakurako's blood thundering in her ears like it had been for a while now. She lands on her hands after hitting the man's face, regaining her freedom of movement just in time to throw herself to the side, not really rolling so much as skidding across the ground and flipping up onto a chair, which is promptly kicked into D's legs, Sakurako carrying her momentum over the table next to it, grabbing onto a convenient hanging light and attempting to slingshot herself back around, aiming for the one who'd summoned those crystal blades that'd almost impaled her, reasoning that they were probably the weakest to direct attack. If she was lucky, the hip-slam she was aiming at them would be enough to knock them away from their weapon, assuming it was still planted in the ground.

The 'Why' was pretty firmly fading now. She just knew that she had something that needed fighting, and that'd be enough for her.

Alter the 1 to a 3, burn the 4 for further Clock Up.

Gotta keep clock levels in check, too much and she won't be able to do her job after taking out this one guy. Best make sure he doesn't get to do anything, then. Once it becomes clear that he's not going to come quietly even wounded, she moves on to restraint techniques, lunging toward him, aiming to wrap her legs around his waist, jam her... chest area... into his face, and use her control of her blood vessels to force it to conform to him quite a bit more... violently than most, literally smothering him in it in an attempt to force him into unconsciousness or at least stop him from struggling.

This, she internally christened:

[Jujutsu: Mashumaro Jigoku]

She would not admit this to anyone.

not even herself when she sobered up.

God this would be really embarrassing later.

No hyper, no alteration.

WELP.

This looked like it was going to be an absolute travesty, and now it'd gotten infinitely worse somehow.

Resolving herself to what may well end up being significant amounts of pain if this doesn't calm down quickly - as she reasoned that she'd be the only one that *could* reasonably try to contain whatever the hell that thing was, since even if it was some kind of fusion of a blender and a car accident she'd at least probably be able to heal at least, even if any contact with the thing would probably still suck if it came down to it. That said... yeah, best get over there as quick as she can, which... yeah given there's a good amount of distance between herself and the two and the fact that quite a few people were between them and actively moving away from what would likely shortly be a murder scene that would be a bit of a tough place to get through... Luckily part of keijo practice was learning some forms of acrobatics and the like, and if there was one thing she could do it was move fast. Just... had to be careful not to go too fast and make it impossible for her to actually talk properly.

Ideally, she gets a short running start, clocks up, and jumps, twisting in midair to try to land between the razor-thing and the man who had just physically assaulted it, the presence of the thing leaving maybe a little more restrained rage behind her eyes as she tries to get him to back off.

"Sir, you're drunk, please calm down and step away."

Hopefully she could either get him to back down or at least divert him away from actively attacking the fucking warform. She was at least passably sure she wouldn't kill him if he came at her, which was more than she could say about it.

that said, she had an eye on that thing, too, make sure it didn't engage either... she really hoped it didn't, she didn't want to have to fight the thing, it'd really suck.