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Rudy blinked with a minor flinch, when Conan asked to see anything interesting. "W-Well..." He softly commented. "I'm not sure you will find much of it interesting." His face illuminated a little. "I just been trying to make this room more comfortable." He pointed towards the wall where there was some neon light signs. "I did find a few other wagons too." He pointed towards a wagon sitting a bit to his right. From there he approached the far back corner. "I put other wagons here, specifically a lot of the fordable ones." He then walked over towards another corner of the room, "Been looking for survival supplies, like travel kits and medical kits. Everything that could help in any scenario, I just put it here, and after finding some boxes I just been sorting through them." He further explained. "Anything that I couldn't fit into basic categories or just seemed invaluable to me, I just tossed out."

"Try me," said Conan, head tilting ever so slightly to say he doubted that Rudy could bore him that easily. He glanced in the direction Rudy indicated, giving it a once over but not seeing anything that caught his eye. That didn't mean anything. He walked toward the neon signs, looking up at them. Some where even lit up, though he couldn't locate any wall outlets. Most of them weren't in languages he recognized. Most appeared to be symbols. He wondered what they meant.
He turned again, looking at where Rudy was standing by some wagons and asked, "Did you have any luck finding medical or travel kits? Or ..." And here he paused, unsure if he was throwing caution to the wind or not. "Any maps?"

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</div></div>Ignis sheathed the blade and slipped the sheath under his belt, giving his glasses a push after doing so. "Yes, one would think that weapons wouldn't be needed in the afterlife, but from what I've heard you can never be too careful in here," he said. "And there is a part of me that doesn't feel safe without one, due to prior experiences," he added, explaining his reasoning. "Now, shall we resume our search?" He started walking again, resting his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Henry glanced at the ground and pursed his lips. "Hmm, I dunno actually... I would need an arm or something to make a zombie," he murmured with a shrug. He looked back at Sally with a slight bit of sadness. "Besides my destructive spells... I could cast one that would return all this stuff back to its original place," he said before looking around. "Blowing it all up might be fun too though, heehee! Oh - but if there's anything important in here I guess that wouldn't be good..."

Ginger, Lupin & Minato

"Oceans seem to be the purest of places." Minato couldn't help but give a small smile. The ocean was frozen, but he could still hear the sound of crashing waves in the back of his head. "No, it isn't." he agreed with Ginger. "We certainly gotta find it." He followed after taking a look at the waves which they had originally walked through. "Maybe you'll be lucky, and keep your form on the other side of this....er..." he paused. "-Door?" He spoke with uncertainty. He wasn't sure what to call the waves they were walking through. It could be a hall, it could be a window, but it seemed like a door. "At least, I hope you keep your desired form." He briefly frowned. "I can relate to loosing that." He shook his head, closing his eyes briefly, with silence.
"But." He added softly. "Maybe we'll find another alternative to your solution? I'm certain." He tried to sound optimistic but he dug his own grave, finding it more tiring to get out of it. He shook his head now, "I hope you do.." He softly trailed in attempts to recuperate himself.


Kid, Akira, Aizen & Serk

Akira blinked, this conversation seemed to be further deepening itself. "Souls that can be healed? In this case, like revived?" He softly spoke his thoughts aloud. "Let's assume this is making sense in this instance. Is it safe to assume that in this world, the laws that prevent us from performing the unthinkable are only possible because a law exists in a different reality that can easily overwrite the one in place from our own?" He crossed his arms, placing a hand under his chin to ponder. "In my world, we have mementos. A reality that exists in the depths of our subconscious , where only there are deepest desires exist and thrive. If those internal ideas thrive, it empowers the individual to commit to no ends, in order to achieve their reality." His expression softened with grief. "Even at the cost of others."

"That sounds like Moral psychology." Serk couldn't help but chime in. "The ability to tell right from wrong. That was something Lawrence Kohlberg experimented with, using Jean Piaget's work in extreme stakes." His gaze illuminated to the peek interest, occasionally turning towards the capsule which was still healing.

"Well, those psychologists failed to mention that these worlds within the unconscious can be visited, and altered further from their already corrupted forms." Akira shrugged. He wasn't aware of the psychologists too much, it wasn't of much interest. Yet it was mentioned on one of his finals.

[Serk's exiting the scene - just fyi]

Serk nodded, "I see.." He dared not peer further. In fact, that was probably better for Aizen-he seemed like the kind of person who would love to go beyond the mind. He smiled gently, walking away from the capsule. "Well, I feel like you all will get along with the chap inside." He walked towards the doorway leaning against it. "Do be careful now, I hear this place is emotionally unstable." His expression softened, "If you ever need more medicine, remember to return here. I will be placing more antidotes in those crates." He pointed towards the stack of boxes. "It'll have notes as to which is for what, including chi energy which in some religions is perceived to strengthen your spiritual energy." He shot Aizen an enthusiastic look, "I hope I can find a way to return your power, or at least amplify it so it works here." He smiled, placing a hand over his chest. "It would do me great honor to further my skills as a healer."
He quickly raised the hand that rested over his chest with an expression of realization, "Oh, and yes!" He quickly added. "Colds can be caught here, strangely enough. Be careful." He lastly added.
Without waiting for words, Serk turned away from the door way, rolling into the hall as he rushed away. In fact, he disappeared from the long hall that clearly seemed endless before opening up to new paths.

"I doubt we'll be able to find a zombie arm here," replied Vanessa doily. But she did find his other suggestion interesting. "Can you do that? Not the blowing it up bit, but making it all go back to it's original place?"
She studied everything around them, thinking that over. "That's actually a good idea. We'd be able to see where everything was before it all was messed up. Do that."
It wasn't a request. Henry didn't seem to be that focused anyway.

Auransky Kuragehime
Ginger, Lupin & Minato

Since there didn't seem to be many other options, Lupin trailed after both Minato and Ginger. Instead of walking along, however, he was making every effort to stay flying. Maybe it was like Ginger and he wished to keep the form he had and use it for as long as possible. But either way ...
"Don't you find it unusual," he said after a second. "That all three of us had some ability we couldn't tap? And then when we came here, we somehow could?"
He looked over at Ginger and continued in his quiet tone, "If you do not mind me asking, what did your other form mean?" He knew the question would be turned on him later and his hands fiddled with the rings on his fingers while he waited.


Kid, Akira, Aizen & Myrnin
(Such a dramatic fellow, that Serk.)

As if the intonation that they'd get along had summoned some sort of answer from the man behind the barrier shifted, stirred, and sat up with a start, eyes wide and red in panic. The barrier around him ... disappeared ... as if into nothing. There might have been a faint 'pop' as it removed itself from existence. 
Myrnin gasped, wild eyed, and looked around at everyone else. First he glanced at Kid, then Aizen, and finally Akire. It seemed to take a little while for him to resister where he was and then he just seemed confused.
"Where in the ... where am I? Who are you and where are there ... random crates in this room?"
He patted his chest as if unsure whether or not he should still be here. "Odd ... dream?" he suggested and then looked at the other three as if waiting for them to confirm he'd been dreaming his whole 'deathly injured' situation.

(You've peaked my interest

((Asking for clarification; Does the rage spell insert rage to the user and those around the user?))
((Or does this spell do something else?))

(It gives a damage and size boost to those around the user and those around them(So long as they're friendly)