Channel storms into the town proper from the south, muttering and cursing under his unnecessary breath. He's quite angered by something, as he's snapping at anyone that looks at him wrong.

Seikou looks up at the sound of muttering and his eyes narrow as he quickly climbs to his feet. "You!"

Channel starts to walk past the taller reploid in black, nearly snarling as he spits out another death threat. "Don't even THINK of blocking my path, Old-Model." His dagger, as if on cue, gleams obviously in some indeterminate light source as he continues his infuriated striding.

Seikou shakes his head and steps in front of the northern exit type thing. "-You- are a Maverick. -I- am a Hunter. Thus, I won't let you pass." See? Being a renegade Hunter does mean you get to do stuff!

Channel stops, eyes narrowed in a dangerous glare as his right hand reaches for his weapon. "Maverick... You're so outdated, you don't even know the meaning of the word. Now move it, or there -will- be blood spilt this day!"

Seikou pulls the silver hilt of his saber off of his back, the black beam coming into existance with a low hum. "Perhaps you're not a true Maverick, but you did harass my partner... and stab me. That qualifies you as dangerous, and I will retire you!" He

Channel lithely sidesteps the hasty maneuver, pulling his dagger from its sheath and placing it to his offender's neck just as he whips himself behind him in what seems like one motion. A smirk surfaces where a once furious scowl took home on his features..

You say 'Oh, I remember... That -was- you, wasn't it? You'll have to excuse me, I don't quite remember every ignorant fool I nearly kill.'

Seikou just stands there, looking stunned. How... how could the Reploid be so -fast-? Seikou had been one of the fastest around when he was created... What had changed?

Channel remains immaculately still, keeping quite the grip on the blade that's pressed to Seikou's neck. "Now, as for that whole 'Maverick' thing..." His grin widens, not that his target could see it from his position. "There's obviously something you missed about us superior New Generation reploids..."

You say 'We -can't- go Maverick. We're immune to every virus there was, is, and ever will be.'

Seikou says 'Immunity... to the Virus? How is that possible? Not even my antivirus program could fully protect me...'

Channel pulls his razor-sharp dagger from the stunned reploid's neck, shoving him forcefully away. He stands fully, sheathing his weapon with a faint click in its resting place behind him and just below his waist. "You want to know? Fine, then..."

Seikou whirls to face Channel, although too stunned to try another attack, instead just watching...

A gradually intensifying, pale blue light envelops Channel's form, completely veiling him from all sight. The spherical veil expands somewhat, then shimmers from existance, revealing something less Channel-like; a towering beast of a reploid, eyes eyes dark and devoid of all(and also devoid of hair)...

Seikou steps back, looking afraid. "Wha-what the?!"

The massive reploid retains the same wicked grin, voice deepened and much unlike its previous owner. "Surprised? Typical for the ignorant Old-Models..." The light comes and goes once again, revealing a much more normal Channel.

Seikou says 'How did you do that?! What the hell are you?! You're like nothing I've ever seen!'

You say 'Since we can change the structure of our DNA Souls, virii can't latch onto our code and thus can't infect us. It's as futile a struggle as you Hunters put up with the few remaining "True Mavericks"...'

Seikou manages to recover a little. "If that's true, then why do you act like a Maverick?! Why did you stab me?!"

Channel actually manages a genuine smile, cocking his head to a side and crossing his arms defiantly. "You annoyed me. I don't like being annoyed."

Seikou says 'You don't -stab people- because they annoyed you a little!'

Channel looks a bit confused, but mockingly so. "Why not? It gets the point across... At least, most of the time." A short laugh escapes him, returning to his smug attitude. "I have to admit, you're the most persistant imbecile I've ever met."

Seikou says 'I am not an imbecile! I am merely a Hunter, trying to remove a threat!'

Channel points nonchalantly at one of Seikou's shoulderguards -- specifically the one with the empty indentation -- barely determinable eyebrow raising quizzically. "Then what's that?"

Seikou narrows his eyes a little. "Perhaps I am not officially a Hunter. But all the same... I will -not- let a threat like you survive."

You say 'Ooh, a vigilante, I'm -so- afraid~... But really, what threat am I? I'm simply trying to serve my purpose aside the great Lumine. How many have you seen die by my hand, hm?'

Seikou says 'If you're stabbing people because you're -annoyed-, you're cleary psychotic...'