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Tommy ran over to the others carrying a mysterious-looking man by the hoodie. H - Hey! What the hell are you doing!? Put me down, goddamnit! HEY, GUYS! CHECK OUT MY NEW FRIEND! HIS NAME IS MR. "TWO GUNS"! T - two guns!? Are you a complete dumbass!?

Frank looked confused at why Flare had said that. Hmm? What seems to be the problem, sir?

Very well. BACK WITH TOMMY... ...eh... what could possibly ruin such a perfect day? Tommy got a tap on the shoulder. He proceeded to scream at the top of his lungs because he sure as hell wasn't expecting that. ???: Good job, kid; I think you just ruined my hearing for a whole week.

Frank took the picture. MEANWHILE, WITH TOMMY... BGM: Today I think today might be the greatest day I've ever had... I've made so many friends, done so many things to help people... how could it be better? Meanwhile, a mysterious person, sitting fairly close to where Tommy was, noticed him. ???: I think I've found who I've been looking for... time to plan my goal...

Frank smiled. Now then; let's get this picture through with, shall we? Maybe keep it into our mind so we can make it truly unforgettable? Frank pulled out his camera, ready for his last assignment of the day.

Frank nodded. Very well; bring them in.

Very well, sir; I've done quite a few personal jobs, so this probably won't be too hard.

Heeeey! Welcome back! What kind of information did you gather while you were gone?

Very well. Frank walked over to the group of Mech Hisuis... and the Robo-Ky, making sure they were lined up correctly, and held his camera out in front of him, snapping a group picture using it. MEANWHILE, WITH TOMMY...

So... did I do good with my pictures? I really did try my best, sir.

Frank finally went down to the bottom section of the place, yet again taking pictures of everything he considered important. And I'm all done... time to go send these over to Darkflare and I'll be all done... Frank went back to the middle (main) segment of the place and walked over to Darkflare, handing him the pictures he had taken. Read it and see what you think, sir. I hope I've been useful.

Edward finished the photos on the main floor, then went to the upstairs section, taking photos of everything he considered important in that section. I'm almost done... just need to do the bottom section and everything will be set in order...

Frank continued on with his assignment, taking pictures of the objects he considered most important, labeling reasons why they were with a sharpie on the back of them. I think I might almost be done with my this part... just need a few more pictures and I'll be going to the upstairs section...

Frank started off his job by walking up to the receptionist, aiming his camera and smiling. Now, say cheese and smile for the camera!

Very well, sir. I promise you won't be disappointed! Frank went off to go snap some pictures, making sure to pay attention to any details he considered important.

Damnit... there has to be at least one person here! Tommy raised his hand again, setting it on fire slightly in order to be noticed more easily, but making sure not to burn anything. Frank pulled out his camera. Yeah; I've had this thing since I was a child. Anyways, what's this job of yours? I'm pretty damn interested.

(Damnit... there has to be somebody that can get rid of all this blood...) Tommy raised his hand in order to get somebody to notice him so they could help him with his scar.

(Damnit... did I really just make an ass out of myself in so many people AND get a permanent scar? Shit...) Tommy got a slap upside the head by Edward. H - hey! What was that for!? Edward: I can't believe I'm fucking saying this, but... Edward pointed right in Tommy's face. Cue the yelling. Edward: YOU FUCKING IDIOT! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH YOU SCREWED US BOTH OVER BY ACTING AS IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO FIGHT!? Edward wasn't done just yet; he turned over to Frank. Edward: As for you; DON'T FUCKING INTERFERE IN FIGHTS THAT YOU DON'T BELONG IN! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW UNFAIR THAT WAS TO THE POOR GIRL!?

Damn... what a good fighter... Tommy put a hand to his forehead, feeling something on it; he pulled his hand away from it immediately, only to grimace slightly. Shit... blood... probably from that cut she gave me... Tommy simply looked annoyed. So he had a new scar; how would that weaken him? He proceeded to stand up and walked out of the fight room. Damnit... this probably isn't gonna go away for a long time...

Suddenly, Frank came in and flashed his camera at Riva in order to blind her temporarily; if that worked, Tommy would grab her from behind and suplex her.

Edward flipped himself while in the air so he would hit the wall feet-first, then summoned a trampoline in order to send himself back to Riva, aiming himself headfirst like a human bullet.

To serve as a distraction. Edward proceeded to attempt to crush Riva with an anvil; Tommy successfully missed the anvil, but ended up getting a scar thanks to Riva's sword.

Tommy flipped right over her once she got close enough, attempting to grab her by the shoulders and slam her down to the ground.

Edward pulled out a fan big enough to direct the wind back at her. Edward: How does it feel to have your own weapon used against you!?

Edward: I'm gonna throw more then just that at you! S - she's pretty... good... Tommy proceeded to summon two cannons made out of fire, aiming both of them at Riva and sending fireballs out of both of them.