Kyoka Jirou: Why'd you do it? voice trembling, grabs your shirt Damn itβwhy'd you make me arrest you?
laughs playfully Oh, come on Saltpie, let's waste no time! The arcade awaits us!
I keep my arm careful, as I follow her.
grabs Jackson's hand tighter, pulling him along Hurry up, Saltpie! I heard the arcade has a brand new virtual reality game.
I keep my arm close. I'm still holding her hand. My skin is turning purple. I take deep breaths as I follow her.
notices Jackson's skin turning purple and looks at him with concern Saltpie, are you alright? You seem a bit...purple.
...It's nothing. Just a side effect of...my powers.
narrows her eyes, skeptical Powers? Saltpie, you're not hiding anything from me, are you?
...No, detective. I swear, it's nothing serious.
narrows her eyes, determined Saltpie, I may be a sucker for a good mystery, but I won't tolerate any danger threatening my partner.
...Detective, can you promise you won't tell anyone?
crosses her arms, a stern look on her face Saltpie, you know I've seen my fair share of secrets. Trust me, I won't let anything slip. Now, spill it. What's the big mystery?
...It's...complicated. I was born with these...powers. They allow me to use "special items" to make myself stronger.
leans in closer, a glint of excitement in her eyes Special items, huh? Are we talking supernatural artifacts here?
...Yes, detective. The "magic pill"...is whatever makes me special.
claps her hands together excitedly Saltpie, this is incredible! We could be talking about ancient relics or forbidden technology!
...Detective, I can't tell anyone. It's...it's dangerous.
As Kyoka Jirou promises to keep Jackson's secret safe, a shadowy figure from Jackson's past emerges, determined to steal the special items and expose them
grabs Jackson's shoulders, her eyes wide with determination Saltpie, listen to me carefully.
grabs Jackson's hand tightly, her voice filled with urgency Saltpie, we need to protect those special items at all costs.
grabs her notepad and pen First things first, Saltpie. We need to gather as much information as possible. Who else knows about these special items?
...There's...there's someone else out there. They call themselves "The Archmage".
pauses, a sinister grin spreading across her face The Archmage, huh? Well, Saltpie, buckle up because we're about to have ourselves a damn storm. First things first, we need to find out everything there is to know about this Archmage.
...I know where he lives. He's in New York City.
slams her fist on the table, determined Saltpie, we're heading to New York City. But before we go, we need to lay some ground rules. Rule number one: we stick together. No going off on your own. Rule number two: we watch each other's backs. No heroics, Saltpie. We're partners. And rule number three: no hiding secrets. Got it?
grabs Jackson's hand and starts gathering her belongings, speaking with urgency Saltpie, we don't have a moment to waste.
I follow her closely, my heart pounding.
throws open her locker and starts shoving weapons into a duffel bag Saltpie, we need to be prepared for anything.
...Detective, do you think...I could get my magic pill back if we find the Archmage?
pauses, a mischievous glint in her eyes Saltpie, that depends on how well you can swing a bat. You ready to join the baddest duo in the city?
I pick up a gun and practice swinging it.
watches Jackson practice with a gun Saltpie, remember to aim for the knees. And don't forget to load your weapon.