Battle of The Bands Arc

[Anonymous]

"My sister." Yosho mumbled. "She joined...a band."

He shook his head.

"Fate...I suppose."

[Dracos]

Raya's eyes twinkled, "You're searching for your sister?  It must be great having a sister!"

Fearless leader

[Anonymous]

"Yes, it's one of the most wonderful things in the world." Yosho softly mumbled, a gleam of humor in his eyes.

"But one of the worst, too. Older brothers are always worrying about their baby sisters, afterall."

[Dracos]

Raya smiles happily, hopping onto yosho's shoulders smiling.  The bunny hopping off her head to land on yosho's.  "Don't worry Yosho, she'll be fine!  I know it!"

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Yosho smiled up at Raya. "I hope you're right, Raya."

Looking around, he breathed a sigh of goodnatured annoyance.

"I wonder where Olguin is at. He was also supposed to meet me here, we were supposed to compare notes on Khrima, you see."

[Anonymous]

Half an hour later...

Having given up on finding Olguin in such a thick crowd, Yosho had decided to just go ahead to the ticket taker/clerk.

Now he regretted it.

He sighed as they finally walked up to the ticket register, exhausation on his face. It seemed the boy hadn't...or couldn't meet up with him.

"I'd like to buy a ticket. Here's mine." He blandly said, handing the clerk the ticket he had gotten from the Runaway Five.

The sudden movement caused the crowd around them to back away. They certainly weren't going to be getting near that crazy man.

[Dracos]

In the crowd Olguin was experiencing something quite altogether new to him...

"Hey...Put me DOWN!"  Some of the rowdier elements of the crowd had decided to use him to show their appriciation of the music...tossing him into the air before he realized what was going on.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Yosho was just entering the concert area with Raya. Ignoring the rabite on his head for a moment, he scanned the crowd.

"Where could that boy b...oh."

His eyes widened as he saw Olguin descend from the sky.

"Well...at least he's enjoying himself. I think. C'mon Raya." The Juraian swordsman was faintly chuckling all the way, though.

***

Olguin wanted to fry the whole crowd. He could feel his hand twitch as they grabbed him and used him like some sort of human equivalent of a beach ball.

No...Olguin was not amused.

His colorful stream of vocabulary was quickly cut when he landed in the toned arms of one of the crowd. Snapping his head to the side, Olguin glared.

Into the amused eyes of Yosho.

"Well, we just keep meeting under strange circumstances." His glasses got a particular glint to them as he continued. "I think we need to talk. Now."

Olguin didn't have any other option but to listen.

***

A half hour later, the two groups were lounging around towards the edge of the crowd. Apart from the two mingling groups of friends and allies, Yosho and Olguin quietly conversed.

[Dracos]

"And our next performers...  Straight from Africa.  A group that's reputably left no audience unshocked by their performance...  The One-eyed One-horned Flying Purple People eaters."

The lights dimmed to a purple glow over the arena as the beast stepped out on stage.  It's hypnotized band members following it.  Without further adieu they began to play, a jazzy horn by the monster taking front and center.

Fearless Leader

[Shukuen]

Leets blinked, staring at what was on stage. "That costume looks pretty real, doesn't it?" he asked, wondering about the nervous apprehension he was getting from the band.

[Anonymous]

Yosho's eyes narrowed as he walked up besides Leets. Noticing the rather...dazed expressions on the band members, he drily commented.

"I think it's something more than a custome." He began to ready himself for battle, something was wrong with this whole scene.

[Dracos]

The crowds began slowly, but soon swayed to the melody, a dazed look on their face.  The purple people eater smiled toothily as it rose into the air.  Both Olguin and Yosho felt something pulling at their minds...telling them to relax...enjoy the show.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Yosho began to feel the inklings of a psionic assault. That's when he instinctively used the training that had been drilled into him from birth, bringing up the full strength of his mental shield up to bare.

*Funaho! Trace the origin of that psionic technique. Focus on that creature up on the stage.* He commanded, already in the midst of drawing his katana from its saya.

*Right away, Yosho!* Funaho crisply replied, scanners already weaving through the air.

***

Olguin breathed a sigh of relief as the music began to start.

Wait...

Something was wrong.

He felt the gentle, yet insistent tug on his mind. Psionics. Had to be.

Flaring his aura, he grimaced as he stayed rooted to the spot. Spotting Katsuhito begin to move from where he was, he internally cursed.

It was taking all he had just to keep from being affected!

[Shukuen]

Leets frowned as the feeling intensified. Not to a point that he should be afraid, but to where he would feel uncomfortable. He looked to the other people in the crowd, noticing the rather dazed look upon their faces. Looking back to the stage, he stared in shock, taking a step back, as the "costumed" person began to rise into the air, smiling toothily.

Another one?! he thought frantically. He felt some relief in noticing the rest of the group resist, though it seemed like they were putting in all their resources to not fall under the monster's power.

"All right, Leets. Looks like it's time to do something stupid," he muttered, taking the packed lunch Mrs. Ono gave him. Using his scarf as a slingshot, he aimed the heavy box at the creature's head, hoping to disrupt it.

At worst, he'll annoy it enough to chase him.

[Dracos]

The winged monstrousity began to slowly grow, it's jaw opening wide...as the bento flew right in.  Gagging for a second it crunched on the box, devouring it.  An appitizer before the main course.  Continuing to increase in size the purple creature became fearful in appearance, it's hypnotic music increasing in power.

Fearless Leader