Insane daughter of the Universal Will, the fucking Gear Maker, what next?! You weren't even told anything in advance for this fight. No info about your opponent, nor when the fight would occur. Only the location, that being in this very spot. It was the same badlands from before during your fight with Ramlethal, though instead of the blazing sun above you had the icy embrace of the moon overhead. Perhaps if you looked up, you could see the moon base where Asuka was hosting his radio show? Despite it being the cold of night, while looking up at the moon, you saw that same eagle...
Mankind knew they could not change society. So instead of reflecting on themselves, they blamed the Beasts. Heaven or Hell! vous! VERSUS! Jack-O! FIGHT!
...Eerie silence. Not a single bird chirped, nor a cricket played it's tune. You were about to go home and chalk this up to a no-show, when your shoulders are suddenly grabbed! They turn you around, and-!
"Trick or treat!" Jack-O giggled behind her mask, lifting it up a bit to show her adorable dopey smile. In her mouth was a lolipop she had been sucking on, which she promptly pulled out with a small 'Pop!' sound and tossed it behind her. "Sorry, sorry! It's an old habit. Let's have some fun, okay?" She asked, sliding the mask down. "Yeah! Let's play a lot, vous-kun!" She chirped, Jack-O's voice being noticeably higher pitched. She'd lower her torso to the ground, keeping her butt raised in some weirdly impossible stance, analyzing you to see when she should go in for a strike. Though, this action certainly showed off her ASSets.
