Megaman-crazy

Darkloids, again. Raika frowned from where he knelt behind a small pillar in a large observation room in Sci-lab. He held Searchman’s large, but efficient rifle in his hands in the queer combination of him and Searchman, which most people would think was just him wearing a version of his navi’s armor. How could it be darkloids again, so soon? He huffed as he watched through Searchman’s visor that allowed him to target an enemy much more precisely than he could with his own eyes. Searchman could- and did, quite a lot of the time, in fact- locate the enemy or target himself while they were cross fused, generally when they fired a shot that was meant to go through walls. Unlike his two fellow net savers that could also cross fuse, his navi had an ability that simply could not be performed by a mere, limited human mind. Certainly, his reflexes were now sharper, as well as his general strength and speed. But to actually search through and comprehend information at the extremely fast

Summary: The task was simple. Unfortunately, Raika had a few obstacles in the way. “Are you sure you will be all right?” Aunt Suraiya asked. Raika nodded tersely. “Yes,” he responded. Like his aunt, he was not speaking the common language of Sharo, but the ancient language known by a much lesser amount of the residents. He had grown up with it, as had his aunt and uncle, and so therefore hardly noticed any change in between the two languages at all. Raika noticed that while his aunt’s voice seemed concerned, her face did not seem as much. He was a soldier, after all. Even though he was still a minor and would have a while to earn actual rankings in the military, he had been on many long and difficult missions just like many others who were all older than him. Plus, as the chief of the Sharian net police, his uncle was a likely target. Therefore, his home had more security than several others in the base, including cameras stationed in most of the rooms with security navis-