Enter Free For All [any universe, any version, just let me know, noisy muse is noisy, etc.~]

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Metaroids could be truly interesting things. To think that a Metaroid from a film projector could create life-like, realistic and, most importantly, solid and tangible images... To consider the power inherent in simple kitchen tools...

Discovering the existence of polygraph machines was trés bien as far as Enter was concerned, and upon corrupting one of these marvelous machines with Metavirus: Shinjitsu, he was presented with a Metaroid that could, through the facilitation of small darts, force the victim to speak only the truth.

What havoc they will wreak together. Magnifique!

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[blueondeck]

There was nothing to miss about this kind of treatment, the wind being knocked out on his lungs with a good cough and his head starting to ring. A quick shake of the head was given in hopes it would clear it away a little, but to no avail. It didn't matter. There was worse headaches.

"You'd never be able to reach them," he answered as he motioned skyward, as if to mention how they weren't even on the planet.

Yet as he was about to go back into another fit of silence, he remembered a promise he had made that meant more than his own stubbornness.

"You aren't giving me any choice though," grunt was given coupled with a dark look.

"If you want my allegiance, you have it until further notice."

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Enter stared deadpan back at him, one eyebrow cocked with slight disbelief, the rest of his face a blank mask.

"You would do well not to underestimate me again, Joe Gibken." He returned in a silky purr. "I have resources you cannot begin to guess at."

His mask split into a grin when Joe offered allegiance, and he even half chuckled. "Trés bien, very noble. You remind me of someone I know." His face dropped back into the mask as quickly as it had gone. "We will decide at a later date whether you will be of use to me, physically. For now I require information, and you will be the one to give it to me."

[blueondeck]

'Resources' hu? Joe thought on it shortly, but he could only be left with trust. His crew wasn't weak or stupid. As long as they didn't come back for him it would be fine. Yet looking up and watching the different faces Enter would make, it almost felt like watching himself try to emulate emotions he can't under stand.

"Information? On what?" the order, Joe thought the term loosely, seemed odd. He had never been the information type, but something told him this might have to do with the GoBuster's he kept mentioning.

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For the sake of civility, Enter used his grasp on Joe to pick him up and set him on his feet. Really, he deserves some recognition for how amiable he is capable of being.

"I find myself intrigued by your weapons, still. You seem not to know how they work, but surely there must be something that facilitates their summoning. It is not a typical teleportation, and I admit, teleportation of matter is of particular interest to me."

He holds his hand out, curling his fingers. "Give it to me, please. I will certainly return it."

[blueondeck]

Being brought up to his feet, the pirate righted himself and gave him a look. Transportation? He always thought of it more as storage and the keys as transport, but that wasn't information he was just going to readily give.

There was a pause for thought, looking down at his hands and then back at Enter. Although the cables didn't allow much for movement, just rose them as much as he could, holding them out.

"Why teleportation?"

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Enter sighed and shook his head, finally loosening his grip... slightly. Enough to let the boy reach any necessary pockets, anyway.

"Teleportation is important to my line of work. What you do, with your weapons, it didn't use any energy signature that I recognized." He held his hand out and summoned his laptop from the subdimension. It coded into existence and he raised an eyebrow at Joe. "You see? It's not the same, how you do it."

[blueondeck]

Watching the teleportation of the laptop, he didn't get it. Mode of transport has never been an issue with villains before, or at least as far as Gai has ever told him. Now they're trying to be efficient? Not to mention the code that popped up. This felt like a situation Hakase could remedy easily, but this was apparently his battle to fight.

The swordsman held out his weaponry properly now, looking from his, to the laptop and up to Enter.

"I see. Space is more technologically advanced than Earth is. I can't give you exact hows," he shrugged, "I'm not the engineer."

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"Space." Enter repeated softly, reaching to take the gun from Joe's hand, holding it gingerly by the stock between two fingers and his thumb. "Is that so? Perhaps I should adjust my priorities?" He looked up at Joe again, meeting his eyes for a moment.

"The final frontier, is it not? Trés bien!"

[blueondeck]

"Adjust?" He tilted his head slightly at the movement and talk. Enter was definitely not human and probably not from this plane of existence at all. The implications of space technology and their methods of transportation and storage.

"Is that what they call it on Earth? We just like to think of Earth as underdeveloped out there," he explained with a shrug.

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"You are very obtuse, Joe Gibken." Enter said with a little sigh and a grand gesture. "But luckily I am in a sporting mood. Earth is drastically underdeveloped, this is true. I would like to... fix that problem."

He gave the gun a little spin on his palm, and then offered it to the pirate in the same motion as releasing the last of his grasp of cables. "You are going to help me."

[blueondeck]

Joe reached out and took his personal effect back, putting it back away in his magical sentai armament space along with this sword. He found it amusing to be called obtuse, as he's never been called one to his face like such before.

"What am I helping you with now?" His tone was more casual now that the cables were no longer an issue.

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Enter smiled slowly and gave Joe an approving little nod. The smart thing, the 'good' thing to do would be to attack immediately as soon as he was free. But instead he dismissed his weapons as easily as placing a book on a shelf.

Not defenseless, certainly, he could retrieve both weapons just as quickly.

And still no energy signature.

"Do you transform?" He asked as amiably as he could manage. His voice is still cool and has a hint of roboticism but it's the thought that counts, he thinks. "May I see?"

[blueondeck]

There was silence again and a short look to the sky. He didn't want to comply, but if the GoBusters were sentai, then it wasn't like he was unfamiliar. In compliance with the question, Joe removed the phone form his jacket pocket and the key from his pants pocket. With a flick of the wrist, the mobirates opened and his body moved fluidly into his henshin stance.

"Gokai Change"

He moved, inserted the key into the phone and slid into the final pose. The change was instant-- a mere .30th or so of a second-- with the only the flash of light as an indicator. Suited up now, it was habit that made him slid his left arm behind his waist and his right foot stepping forward half a step.

"Pirate Sentai, GokaiBlue."

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This time, as Joe brought out the little device, no, devices, he apparently used to transform, Enter pulled his goggles down over his eyes to track on the data transfer more easily.

The necessity of two devices, or at least a single device but with a... a key, yes, to facilitate transformation, this was different from the Go-Busters. Different, and intriguing.

"Oh la la!" He crowed, clapping his hands together three times, the closest he could manage to a round of well-deserved applause. "Very well done. And this is very typical? You notice no lag? No interruption possible, magnifique. This information, it is very useful to me." He paused, head on one side. "What else can you do?"

[blueondeck]

There was a pause this time. The Gokaiger's had the ability to change into any sentai before them, however he was unsure about sharing all of this. His gaze turned to him.

"I can turn into any sentai but the GoBusters and have access to all of their powers and weapons. That's something you'll only see in action."

Saying it seemed to be better than showing. His arms came up to cross over his chest. So far it's been more like showing off your toys to a new friend, and it was starting to make him feel slightly self conscious.

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"Any Sentai." Enter mused quietly as he brought his computer around and flipped it open, making a few precursory searches.

Curiouser, and curiouser still.

"You are not human." He determines after a long moment of contemplating the data he'd been able to gather for him. "What are you doing on this planet?" He pauses, then glances around blankly. "Where are the rest of you."

[blueondeck]

"They aren't here. I'm not sure where they are," he answered. It was the undeniable truth, a truth he's been quietly lamenting since he arrived.

"It's only me." It was probably going to remain that way. He didn't know what else to think. At least now Enter realized he was not from this planet, he thought as he looked the seemingly male over from behind his helmet.

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Of course, he had cut the darts out of the air, but still Enter finds little reason to doubt the pirate's words.

His head rolled over onto one side as he examined his find that was proving more interesting, if not particularly lucrative (not yet at least), as time passed.

"How did you arrive on this planet? Can you not leave? Are you stranded?"

[blueondeck]

For lack of reason to keep it going, the pirate de-henshined, reverting back to his rightful form with his arms still crossed. All of these questions were just becoming annoying now.

"If I wanted to leave I could, I just wouldn't know where I'm going back to. I did say I'm not sure where they are," his voice sounded a bit flat. Where all these questions were leading he still had no clue about.

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Enter kept focused as the shining suit of blue disappeared as quickly as it had come, again with hardly any discernible power spike. Interesting indeed.

"You grow testy, Joe Gibken. Am I boring you?"

[blueondeck]

"You know who and what I am. I'm not the engineer so there's nothing I can do to help your transport problem. So now what?"

Just as Enter had grown tired with Joe's evasiveness, Joe had grown tired with Enter's uninformative inquisitiveness.

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"Oh la la, now there is an engineer?" Enter lets that bit of information slip onto the back burner, however. For now, keeping this new toy from reaching a critical mass of annoyance and inviting an attack or flight, that is paramount.

"Now, you can walk away, free." Enter spread both hands with a little shrug and a smirk. "Don't worry. I'll stay in touch, oui?"

[blueondeck]

"Fine," He sighed mostly to himself. His body turned almost automatically, stepping away from Enter and walking away from the area. Normally his first instinct would be to track down the Kaijin, but knowing the GoBusters are around somewhere left him no need to bother. Instead he would retreat back to his warehouse and go about his day at normal.

Joe did, however, give Enter a short look as he walked away. There was still just something nagging at him, hoping that he truly meant he was going to stay in touch. Far be it from him to admit being abandoned was actually somewhat lonely.

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He actually walks away. Enter smirks, waiting, and of course he turns back. Enter is nothing if not charismatic. He lifts a hand and wiggles his fingers at Joe as he moves away.

On a whim, he lifted his hand to his mouth, pressed the tips of his fingers to his lips and then blew the kiss gently in Joe's direction.