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(Pre-Show) The Lobby
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Lubbock's right foot fell through the gap in space and landed onto the floor of the lobby, followed by his body, then his other foot. He stood there with his hands in his pockets, whistling as he gazed in awe at the place around him. Damn, wish the guys at home could see this, he thought to himself. This mental statement made him think of a couple of questions, though: Why am I not trying to find my way back? Is it because I was tired of the old world or more into the new one? Do I just want a new adventure? The list could go on, but for now, he was going to make the most of his time in this world.
"You don't realise it, but I can tell you long to go home," Syura stated, interrupted Lubbock's reminiscing. Hmm... I guess so... I mean, Night Raid IS basically my family... I still need to help Tatsumi with his training, and I still owe Bulat dinner... his thoughts drifted to the girl of his dreams, the leader of Night Raid, And no way can I forget Miss Najenda. I still haven't seen-
But before the young man could finish his perverted thoughts, someone interrupted him.
"Ah! Another one joins the fray!" a man with combed back hair, a thick mustache and some strange, red suit walked towards Lubbock with a microphone that seemed rather shiny and new, "My name is Ron Burgundy from ONN. Perhaps you've heard of me?"
The green-haired teen was slightly mystified by this strange man's presence, "U-um, I'm afraid I don't recall hearing that name," he told him, edging away.
"Oh, that's a shame. Dear, dear... but allow me to interview you! You seem to be rather... intriguing..." he glared at the boy's green hair, and then his green outfit. Lubbock stood up straight and regained his composure.
"Alright, as long as it's not too long," he accepted, popping his knuckles nonchalantly.
"Right then! First of all, tell us your name!" he more so ordered than asked.
"The name's Lubbock, but my friends call me Lubba," he stated, but was taken aback by the man's next statement.
"Right... Lubbox, nickname Rubber, correct?" he asked. I can't tell whether this guy is pulling my leg or he's actually braindead, he complained.
"Lubbock, don't worry about it. Just tolerate him for a bit. If you accept this interview, you might be able to score some allies for Dante's Abyss," Syura reassured him. Yeah... You're right. I'll need allies... although it all comes down to last man standing in the end, right?
"No, it's C K at the end of Lubbock, not X, and it's Lubba with an L," he shivered before the next part, "Not Rubber,"
"Oh, right, of course!" Ron pulled at his collar, embarrassed, "Next question, what did-"
"I was an assassin," he cut Ron off coolly, as if that was a totally normal thing.
"E-excuse me?"
"I said I was an assassin before I was dropped into this place,"
"Ah, but of course! That ought-"
"-to be useful in Dante's Abyss, I know, I was told that at the interview before I entered the portal,"
"Okay! That's all well and good! Now-" the man in the red suit began, but was interrupted as Lubbock slung a bunch of his wires at the ceiling above, latching onto an overhanging pole and swinging over the ever-growing group of people behind Ron. He brought the wires back and backflipped through the air and landed in a crouching position, receiving whistles and woos from the crowd. He looked to his left and saw the same thing that caught his attention not too long before: a very beautiful girl with black - almost purple - hair, storming into the area labeled 'park'. Lubbock made his way there to see if he could chat her up, but as he arrived at the doorway, an object flew past him, pushing the wind against his torso heavily. For a moment he couldn't see what came past, but he managed to catch a glimpse of it as it went out the door: it looked like a boy riding a giant bird! Man, I need to check this out! he decided, excited. He then exited the large lobby into the park.
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Quote:There is no way to train your heart to be invulnerable.
- Lubbock, Akame ga Kill


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