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		<title>990/Heart of Fire, Darkness of Fear.</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2024/01/09 |Location=Club Building |Synopsis=Norie Okana and Anna Domenico meet for the first time. And Probably not the last time!? |Cast of Chara...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2024/01/09&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Club Building&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Norie Okana and Anna Domenico meet for the first time. And Probably not the last time!?&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=210,94&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico is one of the students in the dorm that's been displaced due to a mysterious explosion. Anna wondered if this was a common occurrence. Wasn't the school supposed to be 'safe' according to the girl she met in art club?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Luckily, her room wasn't damaged, so she gathered a few things and went to the temporary shelter setup in the club building and rolled a sleeping bag onto the floor. She was going to just relax. Get some sleep. Get back to class tomorrow and not sweat it too much.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She could investigate the explosion, but.. eh. She's sure the school is already on it. Won't there have to be one for an insurance payout anyways? Isn't that how things worked? For now she was stealing a desk in the art club's room to tap away at a laptop.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:94|Norie Okana (94)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Norie Okana has also been displaced! She's not taking it well and she's angry, because of course ''Hinoiri Kirara'' has something do with it. She's been packing around a backpack, too, replete with bedrolled sleeping bag and some necessities. She wanted to break into the yearbook club and ruin all of Hinoiri's work on the yearbook... but the door was ''locked''.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;So thusly, Norie Okana peeks into the mostly empty art room because she hears some small noises and slides into the room. &amp;quot;Uh.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;There. uh. Room for. One more?&amp;quot; she asks in her strange neutral monotone. Maybe being alone in a room made her feel uneasy right now. At least her parents called to check up on her right after the explosion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;At least.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...O..On second thought...maybe I outta. Find a a different room. Sorry. Sorry.&amp;quot; she says as she turns around and starts to leave already!?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Eh?&amp;quot; goes Anna as she looks up from her laptop. &amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot; Before she can even respond to the girl at all she's already retreating and trying to leave and she reaches a hand out in a gesture, though she's all away across the room. &amp;quot;Woah, hey. No it's fine. There's plenty of room here, don't go anywhere.&amp;quot; she says as she stands finally. &amp;quot;Ah--&amp;quot; she bows.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;My name is. Anna. It's fine. I just like the art room. If you wanna hang out here tonight there's plenty of floor space. I'm just checking my e-mails about. Painting work.&amp;quot; she says, lowering her hand finally.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm a professional painter, and all. So. Gotta keep on top of things.&amp;quot; she says, rolling her shoulders a bit. &amp;quot;So uh. You we're displaced by this strange explosion, too?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Hey, what's your name?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:94|Norie Okana (94)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Norie Okana stops and turns back around as Anna asks her to stop. &amp;quot;Oh. Alright then.&amp;quot; she says. She bows back. &amp;quot;I am. Norie Okana.&amp;quot; she says as she places her backpack on a nearby desk and starts to setup a place for the night, setting the sleeping bag down on the ground and leaving her backpack on the desk right there. She listens to what Anna has to say.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Professional painting? That must be a... fun. Job? Hobby? Or is it both, pleasure and profession?&amp;quot; she wonders. Still. &amp;quot;&amp;quot;I. Dance. Or. I used to until...I was kicked out of the dance club.&amp;quot; she says with a sigh. &amp;quot;Now it's just for fun. If I can get the energy for it nowadays.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So uh. Any work?&amp;quot; she asks, peeking at the laptop curiously.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico listens first, answers next. She's in no rush to get to bed or anything yet. She hehs. &amp;quot;No new work. And no current works sold. Some days are just slow. It's the nature of business.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;-and. It's a little of both a profession and hobby. I paint for myself often.&amp;quot; she says as she sits back down onto the desk, though turning to face Norie.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh. You're a dancer? Why we're you kicked out of Dance Club?&amp;quot; Anna asks as she shakes her head. &amp;quot;Anyways. I'm a transfer student from Italy. A chance came up. So I took it. I'm here now.&amp;quot; she says. Nevermind she's here searching for a nissing family artifact.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It's been a little bit of a culture shock settling in. Been hard to resist the urge to shake hands.&amp;quot; she chuckles a little.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:94|Norie Okana (94)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Norie Okana looks at her gloved hand, wearing one of the gloves Veronica made her. She's glad they don't really shake hands in Japan. It'd cause more issues for her. She lowers her hand as she looks at Anna through her fingers. &amp;quot;Uhm. I kind of. Attacked a student. It was dumb.&amp;quot; she lies. &amp;quot;I shouldn't had done it.&amp;quot; she says quietly. It's a lie. She didn't attack the student. At least not on purpose. It was. energy drain. Not that she's gonna tell Anna that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oh. Italian. Why does that make her shift. Ugh. A sense of disdain. &amp;quot;I see. How was Italy? Do you miss being away from home?&amp;quot; she asks as she sits in the opposite desk, turning to face Anna.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Japan does have a much different culture. Have you tried the food?&amp;quot; she'd offer. Her donut places. But that isn't very Japanese-style. Why does she like the things anyways.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Wait, because they're delicious, that's why.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico doesn't know how to respond to that. &amp;quot;Well, at least you have remorse for it. Right?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Which is better than some folks I know back home, eh?&amp;quot; she says as she settles a little in her seat.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I do miss being away from home, but you need to have new experiences, too, you know?&amp;quot; she says. It's also a lie. She's here to find her family's missing property. The new experiences are just a bonus to everything else.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have tried some of the food. It's rather good. Do you know of any places I should try?&amp;quot; she asks curiously.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:94|Norie Okana (94)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Norie Okana seems less than eager to have new experiences. Or she just has a straight face. Either, or. &amp;quot;I guess that's true.&amp;quot; she says a little softly, in her strange monotone. &amp;quot;As for places to try, there's lots of places. Including the usual WcDonalds and what not. There's a curry place that does good curry called Korma Chameleon.&amp;quot; she trails off. &amp;quot;I don't really eat...out.. often.&amp;quot; she says as she shifts in her chair.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Would you like to go to the Korma Chameleon sometimes soon?&amp;quot; she asks in a wondering tone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;With me?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;I mean. The food is pretty good and. It's a small mom and pop kind of a place and they do Japanese curry, too, so you should be able to get a good taste of everything.&amp;quot; she says as she sighs. &amp;quot;and I admit. I.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Eat too many donuts sometimes. Rather than real food. I should. Eat more. Real food.&amp;quot; because that's what humans do, right?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico listens. &amp;quot;Think I've been to that curry place before, but eh, I can go go again though.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Know a girl named Veronica? She took me.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Also, hey, are you asking me on a date? Because that sounds like you're asking me on a date.&amp;quot; she says with a coy little smile.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I mean you even punctuate it weirdly and everything, you can just... ask me on a date you know, that isn't weird.&amp;quot; she says as she chuckles a little.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;SShe might be expecting an embarrassed reply. That might be her intent. Well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It ''is'' her intent.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:94|Norie Okana (94)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Norie Okana ehs. &amp;quot;Veronica? Oh. She's. My dormmate. You've met her already? She has a cute cat... I wish I could pet it...&amp;quot; she says quietly. &amp;quot;ERM. Allergy. Thing.&amp;quot; she says softly, coughing into one of her gloved hands. She really doesn't wanna have to explain the... 'Not.. touchy anyone' thing to some stranger she just met. Again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then she goes on with the teasing. &amp;quot;PFffffbbbbttt. What!?&amp;quot; she sputters out. &amp;quot;No--no it isn't like that...!&amp;quot; she Kermit flails a moment in the air, before standing up. &amp;quot;Y..you're...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;SO MEAN!&amp;quot; she splutters. &amp;quot;INCOURAGABLE!&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;CRUEL!&amp;quot; she huffs and grabs her bag and sweeps up her sleeping bag from the ground as she starts to storm from the room. Like she's sleeping here now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;F---f---fah-Fine!&amp;quot; she splutters. &amp;quot;Friday at..at 4! BE THERE OR DON'T I DON'T CARE!&amp;quot; she says with the reddest, angriest blush she has as she storms out of the room.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico watches this trainwreck unfold. She can't help but remain straight faced through the whole ordeal. Before she laughs finally at the end of her quiet vigil watching. She giggles and slaps her lap. &amp;quot;Ha...! It's.. a ''date!''.&amp;quot; she manages to say at the end, just as Norie crashes dramatically out the door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:94|Norie Okana (94)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Norie Okana huffs from ALL the way down the hall in another club room by now. &amp;quot;I HATE YOU ALREADY.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>935/Common Causes</title>
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		<updated>2023-12-29T03:53:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2023/12/28&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Dorms #2&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Aki and Iona meet up and talk about their common life happenings. Mainly having a sister stolen from them by Phantom.&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=205,24&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=The Precure Hunter Attacks!? The Dreaded Precure Graveyard!&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Ever since enrolling in Radiant Heart, Iona has kept having lots of run ins with Scorn, and despite her best efforts, the Crow Witch just keeps stubbornly sticking to her positions, no doubt the influence of dark energy still attached to her, despite how much it's clearly hurting her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Worse still, there are two people hurting in this, and one familiar too. Aki must be missing her sister severely, Iona can understand that all too well, with how Maria is missing, but worse still, she doesn't have to hear her own sister deny their relationship and keep working for the Phantom Empire that separated them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;So, here she is, and Glasan with her, in front Aki's dorm room, after a bit of asking around, checking how she is faring. She has brought with her some macarons, in the hope they would help with breaking the ice. She knocks three times and waits for a reaction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki is sitting in her room studying. But aki Akurosawa would have given her room number to Iona by now, and if she did'nt? She can always just use the student directory, it's not like she does'nt know her full name by now!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Still.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa looks up at the knocking and opens the door as she blinks. &amp;quot;Oh, hello!&amp;quot; she says as she motions the two inside quickly &amp;quot;Gully isn't here right now, I think he's doing the usual hang around the back of Gullwing thing. I think he misses Haruna a lot.&amp;quot; she says as she says. &amp;quot;But I'm here.&amp;quot; she says... Indeed there's two beds in the dorm. One looks messy and unkempt. the other is clean and hasn't looked touched...! But that one is Aki's. Aki has left Haruna's mess on her side of the room the way it was when she left,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I smell macarons. Those smell good.&amp;quot; he says softly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yes, I have them here&amp;quot;, Iona says, showing Aki the sweets. She and Glasan move in when they are invited, letting Iona have a look around the room. She didn't expect to see a bed completely unmade, and one completely untouched. Is the situation that bad?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;At first, she is attributing the messy one to Aki, and the unused one to Haruna, but it doesn't look like the former is actually struggling to take care of herself, so things must be the other way around.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;How are you two faring?&amp;quot; is Iona's first question after placing the macarons on a table. &amp;quot;Gully-chan must have had a rather hard awakening after he was purified&amp;quot;, she continues.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Things have been hard for Haruna too, she really feels alone, and even if she doesn't say it, she misses both you and Gully-chan, not just Corvus. One time, she has even used his real name.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I guess you probably have issues sleeping&amp;quot;, Iona adds, nodding towards the untouched bed. &amp;quot;I get that, it's really hard having your sister prisoner of the Phantom Empire. But everyone is in this together and we can help your sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Glasan interjects. &amp;quot;Don't hesitate in tasting the macarons, they are really good! For sure!&amp;quot; That's actually complete guesswork on her part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa frowns as she sighs a little. &amp;quot;She probably doesn't even know what she's missing. honestly. They brainwashed her. She thinks she's some crazy wind witch.&amp;quot; she says as she motions over to a frame photo on her bedside, grabbing it, before turning it over so Fortune can see it. It's Aki! and.. another blonde haired girl, with Gully in the center on Haruna's shoulder.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Gully-chan hangs out with Haruna the most.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;I think he finds her dumbness silly.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She sighs and puts the framed picture down and taste a macaron. It is really good! &amp;quot;Where did you get these?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I do have issues sleeping.&amp;quot; she admits. &amp;quot;I spend most of my time at night. Patrolling... it..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Me and Haruna-chan. We're a team you know.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;It's been hard without my teammate, my sister.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Iona takes a good look at the photo of the trio together. They really look happy, so happy it's actually painful to look at knowing the present situation, and for Aki it must be even worse. There is a reason Iona herself alternates between placing all frames of her and Maria down, or putting them back upright to spend time looking at her, when the empty space in her heart threatens to overwhelm her. It's ok, things can go back to being like that. Not everything is lost still, Scorn is right ''there'', it's far easier than trying to locate her, as she is doing that part for them, now they just need to reach out to her once and for all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Nounamu Sweets&amp;quot;, she replies. &amp;quot;They have all sorts of confectioneries and sweets, and... Well, that doesn't matter&amp;quot;, Iona observes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Problems sleeping. She gets that. Why accept the comfy embrace of your bed, when your sister is out there, still victim of your worst enemy?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have never fought in a team, so I can't understand you there&amp;quot;, Iona starts saying. &amp;quot;But I know that having that void in your life is horrible, I know that. It's the same for me. I lost a sister to the Phantom Empire too, Iona reveals, trying to make Aki feel communality with her, so the other girl understands those words aren't random platitudes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa hehs. &amp;quot;I run. Well. Me and my Sister run, Gullwing Coffee. We sell macrons but they're ordered in bulk and warmed up by the dozen. Not the best. So I could tell these weren't from my store because the filling doesn't taste like it's been frozen.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I know Haruna's in there 'somewhere', in Scorn. We can purify her a little bit, but. We need more people to smack her, or something stronger than a single attack. We need to get ALL the dark energy out of her and then she'll hopefully be okay.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Shr winces a little. &amp;quot;I'm sorry.&amp;quot; she says softly. &amp;quot;I Know how you feel. You mentioned a... Phantom before?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Who ''is'' this Phantom?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The fact Aki and Haruna run a business with macarons too makes Iona feel extremely awkward. &amp;quot;I'm sorry, that's quite insensitive of me, I don't mean to belittle your coffee shop. I am really sorry.&amp;quot; Though, if Aki is offended, the mistake is done. 'I can't just take it back', Iona thinks. 'Please accept these excuses, I really meant nothing by it.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Awkward faux-pas aside, Iona moves to clasp Aki's hands in hers, slowly. If there is any sign of the gesture making her uncomfortable, she stops halfway to go back to herself. Regardless, she says &amp;quot;I think she is in there too, that's the only way to explain how she reacted that time I hugged her. It cost me when she did pushback later, but she didn't refuse me right away, and even reacted to you. Not anyone else. Her actual words were &amp;quot;I don't need Gully-chan or my family or anyone!&amp;quot; That's a step forward, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Iona says that with a smile, fully intent on reassuring Aki, even if she doesn't know how the other girl would feel at the prospect of a stranger hugging her sister. &amp;quot;She didn't use the name Corvus, nor did she deny you are family. Your sister still exists. She is ''there''.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And it's only natural she would want to know about Phantom. &amp;quot;Phantom is the Precure Hunter, the top enforcer of the Phantom Empire. Like his title says, he goes around defeating as many Precures as he can, and trapping them in the name of Queen Mirage. That's the guy who trapped my sister. And yet, he never actually defeated her, she had to sacrifice herself to save me when I was in the midst of one of his attacks. The Pretty Change Mirror I am using is hers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aku Kurosawa blink, and ''laughs''. &amp;quot;Don't apologize! We bake stuff from frozen for everything, all the bagels all the cookies all the everything, it's not exactly gourmet.&amp;quot; she smiles a little, but then..&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then Fortune takes her hand, and she blushes darkly because the motion was unexpected, but she doesn't draw her hand backward. &amp;quot;Oh...I..I know she's in there. It's good to hear these things. I worry...well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You've met some harder magical girls. Right?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;I'm afraid she'll run across someone who will just kill her.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She blinks. &amp;quot;Gully keeps talking about a man in a white coat, with red hair. Is that Phantom? Gully doesn't remember being Corvus. But he remembers everything before... but supposedly he and Gull-chan... er. Haruna. Cure Gull. That's. Who my sister is...&amp;quot; she trails off. &amp;quot;..encountered someone like that before the next thing he remembers is waking up with us after that fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She didn't take it badly, that's good, and she even laugh it off. Relieved of the embarassment, Iona smiles at Aki, and decides it's ok to take a macaron she brought after all. She doesn't compliment it in front of her, though. That's still a step too far.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And worrying about still is understandable. The Phantom Empire seems so imposing and ominous, it really makes you doubt. &amp;quot;But we will persist, and one day, you and Haruna and me and Maria will be together again&amp;quot;, she exclaims confidently.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The thought of someone killing Scorn gives her pause. Is that really a possibility or Aki's anxiety talking? &amp;quot;I have met quite a few magical girls, but even if they may actually have the ability to kill her, I don't think they would actually use their powers that way. They seem quite steadfast in believing in a righteous moral code&amp;quot;, she explains, and hopefully calms down Aki's stress over the prospect.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And the description is quite accurate, so accurate Iona winces and finds herself having a flashback to the Precure Hunter being in front of her. &amp;quot;That sounds like him for sure&amp;quot;, she confirms. &amp;quot;He typically fights with this blade kept in a sheat suspended on a jewel where his belt would be. He can release energy from it, either as traps or actual attacks.&amp;quot; Gully-chan not remembering anything is rather important information to Iona, though not of the cheerful variety. It means she can't just ask him where Phantom would be or any information on Maria the archives have. &amp;quot;It's good for him he does't remember his acts there well. That would have just made him feel guilty over what Corvus committed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa looks at Iona hesitantly and nods. &amp;quot;I hope so. Sometimes. Other magical girls can scare me. Our purification attacks only heal..and don't really..kill.&amp;quot; she says with a harder frown. &amp;quot;I mean. There's that red girl that uses a rocket launcher, you know? You don't..not..kill with a rocket launcher.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She frowns a little. &amp;quot;Well this Phantom guy sounds like a real jerk. Why would someone hunt Pretty Cure!?&amp;quot; she says angrily. She xeethes a bit. &amp;quot;Nevermind I know why. I mean it's obvious. We cause problems for them, of course they want us to go away. Is..is this why Pretty Cure just dissapear!?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Red Rocket?&amp;quot; Iona asks as confirmation when Aki mentions a magical girl with rockets. &amp;quot;I don't believe you should worry about her. She has been on our side a fair bit against Scorn ad she was really trying to be helpful, without trying to harm anyone.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Iona smiles, but it's a fake smile with worry and regret on her face. &amp;quot;Yeah, that's what you imagine. They want to engult the world in misfortune, and we are in the way, so he is called upon to deal with resilient magical girls. I wish we could stop him, but he is very strong, and it will take a good situation to deal with him. We can't just face him blindly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa hesitantly nods at Iona's suggestion that 'Red Rocket' won't attack them. She blinks a little at that name, but rubs a hand against her face as she sighs and then frowns a little at that fake smile.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I find the guy who took my sister away from me, I'm going to hit him so hard you know.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I don't care how powerful some guy appears, has he even dealt with non-Pretty Cures? We need plenty of those.&amp;quot; she says softly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:205|Iona Hikawa (205)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I don't know if he has ever dealt with non-Pretty Cures. Maybe not? That's not how I have seem him. Even so he is still strong enough to constitute a problem&amp;quot;, Iona sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Glasan pops up right now. &amp;quot;He may strike like a bulldozer, but Iona and her new friends are a riot together!&amp;quot; the fairy exclaims. &amp;quot;She is training with other fellow Precures so everyone can become stronger, and I am sure you can come along if you want to!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Glasan&amp;quot;, she glances at her with slight annoyance over her chosen wording. &amp;quot;We are doing well, even if I don't like that expression, so if you want to be extra ready for when you want to hit him, you are more than welcome to join us.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;A coalition of Pretty Cures against Phantom... His targets are going to strike back hard.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>902/Lost Paintings</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2023/12/19 |Location=Club Building |Synopsis=Anna and Veronica meet in the Art Club! Art is discussed! So is food! |Cast of Characters=210,145 |pre...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico was in a buzz earlier in the day. Anna Domenico! The famous Italian landscape and still life painter was going to be attending Radiant Heart Academy. Thusly, she had a crowd around her as she arrived in the art club and did a small work for everyone and there was clapping and--- that was over now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico was now working in silence and finally mostly alone save for the few students that we're working on their own late projects. She sighed a little as she brushed a hand up across her face as she put down her pencil and took a too long sip of water. &amp;quot;Mannaggia.&amp;quot; she'd say to herself as she stared at the canvas. It was a busy second day at the school, she'd only arrived yesterday.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Veronica is one of those students a few seats over working on their project. She happens to be working on a painting too, but she is doing it on a double-mesh linen canvas with painting and spools at her side. The brunette is currently applying colours to form the base for her actual work, an embroidered still-life conpositions with fruits and vases.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The pan-European girl, as she has jokingly been called by another student once, is surprised to hear another girl swear in Italian, and it is with a curious gaze that she makes her way over after leaving her work behind.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Hello!&amp;quot;, she cordially smiles. &amp;quot;Is everything all right? I couldn't help but hear you swear and wondered if you needed help.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico looks up as she 'ehs'? and 'ohs' in rapid succession. &amp;quot;I am just tired. Don't mind me. It's been a busy two days, arriving and settling into a new school.&amp;quot; she says with a little smile. &amp;quot;I don't need help, just a break. You're welcome to help with that, of course.&amp;quot; she holds out her hand for a shake, when she pauses and withdraws it. &amp;quot;Right. they don't. Do that here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She instead, bows in her stool as she then introduces herself. &amp;quot;Anna Domenico.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;I see you're in the art club, too. What is your name?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;I'm a transfer from Italy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Veronica extends her hand when Anna pulls back hers. So what if they don't don't that here? She used to have that habit herself, and it doesn't hurt to pick that custom back up since they would both practice it in another situation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She nods in understanding when Anna mentions being tired from settling here. First days are harsh like that. &amp;quot;That sounds rough, transfering really sucks your energy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Whether or not her handshake is accepted, she pulls the hand back after a while and introduces herself. &amp;quot;I am Veronica Perenna, nice to meet you. Moved in here from England a while back. How was Italy faring before you moved here?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She extends the other girl a protein bar as a pick-me-up for her tiredness, her face shining as she starts talking about art. &amp;quot;Yep, I am about to embroider a still-life composition. What about you, what are you doing?&amp;quot; she asks, peeking at Anna's canvas.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico will accept the handshake if Veronica does not seem to mind it. She still needs to get used to Japan's language and customs. &amp;quot;Yeah, transferring can be pretty rough.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Getting used to everything new, but eh, I'm taking it mostly on stride.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Veronica, then, Italy was alright. But my education opportunities we're becoming limited.&amp;quot; she says. She'll accept the protein bar and place it to the side for now as she drank her water.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Landscape tracing for now, before I paint.&amp;quot; she says. Indeed, a little newspaper cut out of a landscape taped to the corner she was using as a base.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Embroider, eh? Isn't that with... the sewing?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Into the canvas?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Taking it in stride sounds good, lots of things to get used to. Though admittedly that also earns a perplexed look. Surely she is not tackling everything at once, right? She shouldn't jump to conclusions yet, though.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Your education opportunities?&amp;quot; Veronica repeats. She is admittedly not very informed on that particular subject. Should she take that to mean the education over there is lacking, or on the contrary, Anna has exhausted everything? At least on her chosen subject, she thinks as she whistles impressed. &amp;quot;You have learnt absolutely everything about art, I presume? That's quite amazing. What are you practising now?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When it comes to her own work, Veronica smiles and winks. &amp;quot;It's a pleasure meeting a fellow artist&amp;quot;, she tells Anna. &amp;quot;And yep, I specialise in embroidery, so decorative designs over sewing items, though I can do the latter too.&amp;quot; With a quick, fluid movement, she picks her canvas up and shows it to Anna. &amp;quot;I am currently painting the background, then I will embroider vases and fruits over it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I've studied as much as I could in Italy. It's time to branch out.&amp;quot; she says, politely as she can as an answer. It's a lie of course. She's in Japan to hunt for a few things and they all related back to the one family enemy. But she isn't about to spout that. &amp;quot;So I'm here in Japan to find new locales to paint, techniques to study, and such things like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She looks over to Veronica's art and places a hand on her chin and considers it. &amp;quot;Looks good enough.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;But I don't like critiquing other's arts.&amp;quot; she admits.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Since usually, I'm studying and working at a much higher level anyways.&amp;quot; she admits sheepishly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yep, that checks out, a change of perspective does wonders&amp;quot;, Veronica exclaims in agreement. &amp;quot;I needed a change of air too, and had heard lots about RHA's new reputation, then enrolled here back in September. What are you going to do first?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of course, that it happened at approximately the same time Hallward's famous painting &amp;quot;The Moonlit Phantom&amp;quot; was stolen back in England is totally a coincidence, as is the fact that Japan happened to gain lots of precious relics at about the same time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;We could totally trade tips, if you would prefer&amp;quot;, Veronica suggests after Anna mentions branching out. They do have different methods, after all. &amp;quot;Much like coming here at RHA, someone else's perspective can do wonders to make you excel over yesterday's you.&amp;quot; Then again, that's a bit complicated when you work through different mediums.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The brunette beams excitedly when Anna expresses her opinion. &amp;quot;Oh, I think I should totally have you see the finished work. Once I am done with the background and the paint has dried, that's when I start working on the star of my art, the embroidery.&amp;quot; It requires lots of patience and finesse, but she has been practicing that since very early on, and is quite proud of that years-long practice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico nods a little. &amp;quot;Yes, a change of perspective helps a lot.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;It's why I went through with moving to Japan after all.&amp;quot; she says. She knows vaguely about famous art thefts, in her business. She has to. She heard about them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh, sure, we can trade tips.&amp;quot; she says finally opening the protein bar and taking a big bite out of it, chewing and swallowing as she considers. &amp;quot;What do you use for the paint? Water color? Oils? Something else?&amp;quot; she asks, adjusting her glasses as she tries to get a better look at Veronica's art piece.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, but that's gonna take a while, right? Like, the Embroidery?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;When do you think it'll be done? A few days, or shorter?&amp;quot; she asks as she moves long pink hair away from her face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;An upside of choosing this school is that people are really outgoing here. If you ever need help, you barely even have to turn your head to find someone willing to lend a hand&amp;quot;, she points out. It's very unlikely for somebody to regret their choice to come here, whether they are actually here for the school or not, she thinks amused by the string of coincidences.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though, the streets on the other hand aren't really safe&amp;quot;, she comes up with a warning. &amp;quot;Lots of assaults and unfortunate incidents like fires or group cases of frostbites, so when in doubt, head to the school. Have you rented a flat nearby or do you live in the dorms?&amp;quot; There is no doubt as to which option Veronica considers preferable.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And Anna agrees to share tips, to Veronica's satisfaction. &amp;quot;When it comes to my subset of art, I prefer using soft or acrylic paint. They mix better with fabric. On the occasion I am working on a normal painting, I prefer oil paint. I find it overall more durable than the others. What do you use?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She eyes her product as she works out the reply for Anna. &amp;quot;Something medium like this is going to take me 4-5 hours, so at worst I will be done in two days. I rarely have the time to do everything in a single sitting.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico nods. &amp;quot;It's turning out that way so far.&amp;quot; she says as she offer a lopsided smile a little, &amp;quot;I'm meeting nice people so far. Hopefully..there is not a lot of bullying going on at this school?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh. I would'nt worry about myself. I can take care of myself.&amp;quot; she insist when she says the streets may be dangerous. She probably isn't understanding the subtext of 'because there's magical beings and creatures and badguys out there', but to be fair... she isn't worried about that either.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I use oil. It was good enough for Da Vinci, it's good enough for me, you know?&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Ah, I can imagine other paints might. Eat through the fabric over time? Miscolor them?&amp;quot; she says as she asks as she huhs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, I'll look forward to it in a few days then!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When asked about her living situation, she replies. &amp;quot;I live in a dorm. Better to be on campus.&amp;quot; she asides. &amp;quot;This place has a lot of amenities, but I'll be exploring the city soon enough.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Veronica shakes her head. &amp;quot;As far as I am aware, it's completely free from bullying. The worst thing we get is the occasional disagreement, and that's it.&amp;quot; Though, admittedly, the magical side does make those disagreements a tad more complicated since students from both sides live here.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The statement about Anna being able to take care of herself does make Veronica raise her brow in surprise. Is she actually telling the truth or does she just think she is? Her confident tone at least paints her as pretty assured in her own abilities. After a look at the older girl, Veronica just smirks &amp;quot;Welcome to the club then. Not just the art club, I mean. Seems like RHA attracts the type of people who have no problem managing those incidents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The brunette will certainly do her best to show her finished work with pride. &amp;quot;What about you? What's your typical time frame?&amp;quot;, she inquires.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oil paint isn't really recommended on fabric because it spoils it and also gets cracked easily. Soft paint that doesn't get cracked is pretty much a must to me. But Leonardo certainly had it right for his paintings, no sense contradicting a master of his craft.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If you want, we could go together. Chatting with you is fun, and I know some places where the food is good&amp;quot;, Veronica enthusiastically offers. If Anna agrees to this, Veronica will also propose a number exchange.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:210|Anna Domenico (210)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Anna Domenico just says. &amp;quot;I'm used to rough areas.&amp;quot; she asides to the talk about 'incidents'. It seems it's not something she wants to dwell on for too long yet. She does seem more relaxed about the lack of bullies. Good. Good, she thinks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;As for my usual time frame, It can be a feww hours to a whole week to a whole month. Depends how much detail and time I put into it. The ones I do for months can go for a good chunk of money, so I do those once a month, and work on more private pieces in between.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Do you sell your work, Veronicq?&amp;quot; she asks. She ahs. &amp;quot;So oil will mess with the fabric...I'll remember that.&amp;quot; she says as she huhs?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh, food, sure, food is fine.&amp;quot; she says. She'll hold up her phone from her pocket and exchange numbers easily with Veronica. &amp;quot;And sure, let's go, lemme just pack up my things, alright?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:145|Veronica Perenna (145)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Veronica doesn't know how to take the info that Anna is used to rough areas, but she at least has enough common sense to tell her it's not her place to pry, even if her instinct would tell her to ask.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And Anna goes in quite a lot of details about the time she allocates for things, which does distract her curiosity. Though then, seeing the splendor that has to be one of months-long paintings is enough to rekindle it. Maybe she will get the opportunity one day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A good chunk of the time, I do my art for myself or as a gift&amp;quot;, the embroiderer starts answering. Her family typically gives her everything. It does mean that her parents cutting her money off for one reason or another hasn't phased her much. &amp;quot;But I do sell some of my artwork frequently enough, especially after coming here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Veronica starts packing her own stuff in response. &amp;quot;That's perfect, I think you will enjoy it a lot&amp;quot;, she says radiating happiness. She knows just the place. &amp;quot;I will show you a place called Korma Chameleon.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>LyricalRampage</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=Anna_Domenico&amp;diff=4120</id>
		<title>Anna Domenico</title>
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		<updated>2023-12-19T07:18:01Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{CharacterNew |NameOnMUSH=Anna Domenico |Char_id=210 |Img= |FullName=Anna Domenico |AKA=Curse Hunter Anna |Gender=Female |Origin=Accursed |Grade=8 |Clubs=Go Home and Hunt Mon...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|NameOnMUSH=Anna Domenico&lt;br /&gt;
|Char_id=210&lt;br /&gt;
|Img=&lt;br /&gt;
|FullName=Anna Domenico&lt;br /&gt;
|AKA=Curse Hunter Anna&lt;br /&gt;
|Gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|Origin=Accursed&lt;br /&gt;
|Grade=8&lt;br /&gt;
|Clubs=Go Home and Hunt Monsters Club&lt;br /&gt;
|Series=Curse Hunters&lt;br /&gt;
|Groups=Radiant Heart Academy&lt;br /&gt;
|Chartype=OC&lt;br /&gt;
|Quote=&amp;quot;Life is too short to sweat the small stuff.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|Profile=Anna Domenico would like to tell you she's an ordinary girl, but she&lt;br /&gt;
isn't. Belonging to a family of generational Italian 'Curse Hunters', &lt;br /&gt;
specializing specifically in hunting vampires and similar ilk, she was entrusted &lt;br /&gt;
with the family's cursed relic, the 'Rovina'. It allows her to transform into &lt;br /&gt;
her powerful vampire hunter gear and wield tremendous power against the forces &lt;br /&gt;
of dark and evil at the slow cost of her own life. Knowing this, Anna chooses &lt;br /&gt;
not to let smaller things irritate her and rather concentrate on the big picture-&lt;br /&gt;
-- putting down the family's generational nemesis, a constantly resurrecting &lt;br /&gt;
vampire with which they have a grudge. Anna is a radical in her family for &lt;br /&gt;
seeking more peaceful solutions when it comes to the many things that might &lt;br /&gt;
haunt the night. When not hunting creatures of the night, Anna is a famous &lt;br /&gt;
landscape and still life painter.&lt;br /&gt;
|Skills=Die Monster!, You Don't Belong In This World!, Knowledge: Curses,&lt;br /&gt;
Knowledge: Exorcism, Knowledge: Wards, Listening to Devo, Bloodlines Bequeathed, &lt;br /&gt;
Deadly Family Curse, But Enough Talk, Have At You!&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=14&lt;br /&gt;
|BloodType=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthday=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|Likes=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|Dislikes=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|FavFood=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavFood=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|FavSubject=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavSubject=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=364/AAR-_After_Action_Reporting&amp;diff=2099</id>
		<title>364/AAR- After Action Reporting</title>
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		<updated>2023-09-04T22:54:42Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2023/09/04 |Location=Obsidian Tower - Board Room |Synopsis='''CW: Child Assault.''''. Fate reports to Precia after the events of the piece of the A...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2023/09/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Obsidian Tower - Board Room&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis='''CW: Child Assault.''''. Fate reports to Precia after the events of the piece of the Artha crashing out of dimensional space and Hanzo trying to sneak in to gain info about her and Riventon. There are. Corrections.&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=48,78&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Fate awoke in a fairly miserable state. Between injuries sustained thanks to Chrono Harlaown of the TSAB, back at the Arthra crash, followed almost immediately afterwards by her clash with the mysterious unnamed device user that had been snooping around Obsidian tower in search of data on Riventon and her mother... Fate ached all over. But instructions were very clear.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As soon as she woke up she was given a simple message from an intern.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;'Your mother requests your presence. As soon as possible.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A surge of quiet hope flares in Fate's chest; certainly her mother was calling her to praise her for her efforts in securing valuable assets in the Arthra and fending off that spy.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Arf looks dubious as Fate leaves her faithful Familiar's side to head to the tower's board room where she was told her mother was waiting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa was waiting with her back turned towards the window. When the door was open, she would turn back towards Fate and look at her directly. The girl looked like she'd been in a few altercations. No matter. That was what she existed for. &amp;quot;Fate.&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;What did you manage to acquire from the Artha?&amp;quot; she finally asks. &amp;quot;I was overseeing you personally. What did you do about. That girl?&amp;quot; she asks as she taps her device, in it's pointer form in her other hand.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Finally. It seems you've been in another altercation? Have you seen medical about it yet?&amp;quot; she asks. She was unaware of the specifics, but looked questioning at Fate, expecting her to expound about her questions and answer the unasked ones without too much prompting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well.&amp;quot; she said. More like a statement than a question.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Ah...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Indeed, Fate had gotten herself in another fight almost immediately after the incident with the Artha. But the girl is silent for just a beat when Precia opens up with wanting to know what she had obtained from the wreckage of the Artha. Though scarlet eyes hesitantly flit to the device in Precia's hand, Fate wastes no time. Wasting Precia's time was ''always'' a mistake for anyone involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Bardiche.&amp;quot; She prompts, her faithful device, in standby form as a golden gem, replying immediately in kind.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With a wordless chime, the device neatly releases an array of parts and supplies taken from the TSAB ship, neatly laying them all out in organized rows on the nearby table.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;That... That was everything, mother.&amp;quot; Fate says before pausing. She has to answer about that girl.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We both decided that a fight in the current situation would have been... Needless. I wouldn't have been able to gather as much if I was focused on deterring her, mother.&amp;quot; She admits before nodding.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot; She's had her wounds tended to, which she indicates with a gentle nod of her head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa mphs as she looks down at the parts before her, and the strange gem. She'll need to figure out what the gem is later. For the parts, well they are device parts and she is not a device meister. But they might be useful in trade to a device meister she knows of, in the future. But she furrow her eyes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;That was all you found in that room?&amp;quot; she asks, noting the amount of parts to what she saw when she was watching Fate for those few moments with that.. girl.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I feel there should be more. Are you hiding parts from me?&amp;quot; she asks. Looking rather disappointed suddenly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She then waits and asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;And you had a fight today. Did you not?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;What was that about now?&amp;quot; she asks, gently. &amp;quot;Surely you didn't run into an agreement with that person aswell?&amp;quot; he literarily snorts, as if she's suddenly running agreements with all these other.... people. Problems. Yes. All these other problems. Like that girl. And others, perhaps? But who?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa mphs as she looks down at the parts before her, well they are device parts and she is not a device meister. But they might be useful in trade to a device meister she knows of, in the future. In return for favors. But she furrow her eyes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;That was all you found in that room?&amp;quot; she asks, noting the amount of parts to what she saw when she was watching Fate for those few moments with that.. girl.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I feel there should be more. Are you hiding parts from me?&amp;quot; she asks. Looking rather disappointed suddenly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She then waits and asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;And you had a fight today. Did you not?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;What was that about now?&amp;quot; she asks, gently. &amp;quot;Surely you didn't run into an agreement with that person aswell?&amp;quot; he literarily snorts, as if she's suddenly running agreements with all these other.... people. Problems. Yes. All these other problems. Like that girl. And others, perhaps? But who?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Fate's throat twitches in a soft, nervous, gulp as Precia goes over the parts. Technically it's not lying to her mother to say that was all she found in that room with that girl. She found the gem in another room entirely after all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Yes... Mother.&amp;quot; She says at first. That was all she found. So she claims. Before she thankfully moves on with the conversation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;... Yes, mother.&amp;quot; She did get in another fight. &amp;quot;Someone from the Arthra crash... They were investigating the tower. Trying to find data on you and Riventon, mother.&amp;quot; She explains.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I stopped them before they could get any valuable data or information.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa gets 'well, technically' lied to. This is a problem for future Fate to worry about if she ever finds out about it. She frowns at the part salvage gained, feeling like she's getting lowballed on it somehow. She'll look into device recordings from Bardiche later to confirm what happened. But later. Once again, this is a problem for future Fate to worry about.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I see. Someone? Who?&amp;quot; she wonders as she taps the device into her hand.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Also. Please surrender your device so I can look over records.&amp;quot; she says, tapping her device- in it's pointer form- into her hands. Oh no. She's going to 'look', Fate.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She then tsks. &amp;quot;How far did they get?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Before you we're able to turn them away?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Indeed it is a problem for future Fate. Though it very much could wind up being a problem for present Fate if she missteps. Nevertheless, she obediently hands over Bardiche when pointedly requested to do so, flinching gently when Precia makes the motion of tapping her device to her palm.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I didn't catch his name.&amp;quot; She admits. I just know he's another device user and was at the Arthra.&amp;quot; She admits before her eyes turn downcast.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;He had been trying to break into the security system for several hours before I woke up and was able to deter him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Four hours. A lot can happen in four hours.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa grimaces hard. He'd been trying to break in for that long before ANYONE found him? That's... impressive. And a problem all at one. She begins writing a report in her head to increase security, and that's whoeverelses problem to fix. Not heres. That's grunt work.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She doesn't do grunt work. That's what the girl is for.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, put your device down.&amp;quot; she says, motioning. &amp;quot;And I will obtain it's data.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Of the past day and this fight.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;I desire to know more of this girl. She calls you by your name like that. With this world's... term of endearment. Why?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Grunt work is indeed what Fate is for, even if that grunt work involves sending a highly specialized, highly trained, magical super soldier to fend off a simple break in, well. That is, in fact, Fate's duty.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Slowly, she sets Bardiche down as instructed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She's...&amp;quot; How does Fate put this. It's not a matter of being diplomatic, she simply has to give her assessment of the redheaded, pigtailed, girl.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;She's no one.&amp;quot; Fate says after a brief beat. &amp;quot;A local girl, I think. How she has a device of her own... I don't know, but. She's not a problem.&amp;quot; She says, honestly. That girl... Is just some child from a primitive and backwater planet that somehow got her hands on a Device. Her potential is astounding, but there's still a massive divide between her skill level and Fate's. And thus, Fate is very sure of herself when she says what she says next. &amp;quot;She's no one at all. Barely a nuisance...&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I know because I'm a Testarossa. And that makes me strong.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa listens to her. She's following along. The girl is just a nobody. From a back water planet. With potential, but no skill to back it up then. She does care about the device, perhaps it can be stolen. She's tapping the device into her palm, and taps Bardiche with the pointer to obtain the data she wants. She'll pull it forcefully if Bardiche does not comply. But why would her device not comply? Reasons, always.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;But regardless, something makes her twitch at the end of that statement and her expression changes into a scowl. 'I'm a Testarossa, and that makes me strong'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The sheer audacity of this girl. To assume such things!? She raises that pointer, and brings it down across the girl in a whap motion. And she continues this. Whipping that pointer down into the girl again. And again. She doesn't say anything during the whole affair. She just whips and whips with the end of that pointer, as she angrily lets all her anger out into it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You will not say such things again, girl, do you understand!?&amp;quot; she asks, as she finally stops, resting the pointer to her side, but still so loudly agitated. This girl. a Testarossa. Her Daughter? Never! Not in a millena. She has a daughter! But this... girl. This thing she created. No.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Do we have an understanding?&amp;quot; she asks, as if what she did was perfectly justified.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Bardiche is, as ever, stoic and faithful to his wielder; Precia will likely have to get foreeful with the device later, when she looks into that data. But right now. In this moment, Fate waits. She waits to see what her mother has to say. Will she praise her for her good work? No, that's seeming less and less likely the longer this meeting goes on. If anything, Precia Testarossa is clearly disappointed in her. As she should be. Fate is clearly a bad daughter; not bringing her mother enough from the wreckage, taking too long to respond to a break in and data breach... Fate's eyes cast downwards as she awaits Precia's verdict.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And Precia's verdict comes. Swift, merciless, brutal, and with unbridled fury.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The initial strike catches Fate off guard, the girl issues a startled squeak of pain and surprise as the pointer-shaped device belts into her. She flinches from the impact, but then, she understands.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She has disappointed Precia once again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And, ever trying to be the good daughter, she understands... She must be punished.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It is as the blows come down, striking Fate again and again with all of her mother's anger, that the girl does not shy away from the assault or try to protect herself from it. She lets it come, as Precia's scorn and anger rain down on her, every blow earning as sharper sound of pain than the last.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Arf... Fate's stalwart Familiar cringes; covering her ears. She had been listening through the door, and soon enough it grows too much for her to bear, as she curls up in a small ball just outside, unable to take it any longer.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But when the striking stops, Fate is on her hands and knees, sweat beading on her brow, panting for breath. Perhaps, the worst part about this, that she only dimply understands why she's being stricken, and she understands it for all the wrong reasons.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;H-hah... Ah... Nnngh... Hah...&amp;quot; She stammers, trembling in both pain and fear after the beating.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Y-... ... Y-yes... Mother... I... I understand, m-mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia has the data. Well whatever Bardiche gave her that counts as data. She'll realize there's holes later. With that will come new beatings, if she ever finds out what really went down. This beating? Entirely over something else.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She lowers her arms and lets loose a tired 'huff' as she starts to cough again into her sleeve. Blood. This time. She frowns and takes a harder, broken breath into her sleeve as she raises her other hand and makes a sweeping motion. &amp;quot;Leave the parts here. I will store them. Perhaps I can trade them to Agera for information or items later.&amp;quot; she says. She is not a meister. The boy is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Now I command you leave me.&amp;quot; she says. She knows Arf is listening. Arf always listens. She doesn't care. What can the ''pet dog'' do anyways to her?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Go.&amp;quot; she says with a low, unfriendly, scowl.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Slowly, Fate raises her head- just in time to catch her mother's coughing fit- to see the blood that comes away to the woman's sleeve.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;A-ah... Mother...&amp;quot; She whispers, one hand reaching out. But...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Things have already changed so much. The gaps in her memory are so strange... To go from remembering Precia as so sweet and gentle and caring... To be... This, now... Sickly, and full of scorn.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She's ordered to leave...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It takes her a beat and a few breaths to pick herself up, each strike having only exacerbated her already mounting injuries. She stands.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Y-yes, mother...&amp;quot; Whispered obediently as she staggers for the door and sees herself out, where she'll collapse into Arf's arms to be dragged off.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=Precia_Testarossa&amp;diff=1272</id>
		<title>Precia Testarossa</title>
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		<updated>2023-07-21T13:24:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{CharacterNew |NameOnMUSH=Precia Testarossa |Char_id=78 |Img=Image URL. Leave Blank if No Image! |FullName=Precia Testarossa |AKA=N/A |Gender=Female |Origin=Device User |Grad...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|NameOnMUSH=Precia Testarossa&lt;br /&gt;
|Char_id=78&lt;br /&gt;
|Img=Image URL. Leave Blank if No Image!&lt;br /&gt;
|FullName=Precia Testarossa&lt;br /&gt;
|AKA=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|Gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|Origin=Device User&lt;br /&gt;
|Grade=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|Clubs=N/A&lt;br /&gt;
|Series=Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha&lt;br /&gt;
|Groups=Obsidian&lt;br /&gt;
|Chartype=CC&lt;br /&gt;
|Quote=&amp;quot;We all make our own fate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|Profile=In her youth, Precia was an important Mid-childan researcher who specialized in mana theory, teleportation and mass-waste disposal. It was from these sources she learned to command mass quantities of magical energy. At some point she had a daughter name 'Alicia' who died from an unknown disease. Her death drove her mad, leading to her becoming the cold, sometimes mad woman, she is now. Currently on the run from Mid-Childan authorities, she crashed onto Earth along with the Jewel Seeds she collected, powerful artifacts she believes holds the key to bringing her daughter back. She has sent out her 'daughter', Fate, to collect them on Earth as she schemes and plots in the meantime for Obsidian as a Director.&lt;br /&gt;
|Skills=Everything Mid-childan magic, Mad Scientist, Really Mad Scientist, Mom of the year.&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=53&lt;br /&gt;
|BloodType=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthday=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Likes=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Dislikes=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|FavFood=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavFood=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|FavSubject=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavSubject=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
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	<entry>
		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=127/Food_Court_Chaos!&amp;diff=1271</id>
		<title>127/Food Court Chaos!</title>
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		<updated>2023-07-21T13:21:20Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2023/07/20 |Location=Four Clover Mall |Synopsis=Runealy Waldia and Edelise Albrecht fight Hosshiwa off in a Food Court, also Hinote Kagari is prett...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2023/07/20&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Four Clover Mall&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Runealy Waldia and Edelise Albrecht fight Hosshiwa off in a Food Court, also Hinote Kagari is pretty sure it's the world that's insane and not him.&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=78,42,82,113&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Let the future reflected in the mirror, become TERRIBLE!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Come on out, my Terrbiad!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;That was about fifteen minutes ago when Hosshiwa, of the Phantom Empire, put the candy jockey in the foood court at the Candy Kiosk into a coffin shaped mirror and turned his heart into a Terribad, a big black monster that nearly hits the ceiling of the mall. The entire food court, and the encroaching mall beyond began to become flooded with a world of sweets, cake, chocolate, literally. as if some strange candy land started taking over the mall, slowly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hosshiwa herself, a woman with stone-blue colored hair, and dressed in pink finery with a parasol sat at one of the tables in the food court sipping a glass of tea as energy drained people laid all around her at her feet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;All this candy belongs to me.&amp;quot; she says, pushing one of these arms of the drained victims away. &amp;quot;You can't have any.&amp;quot; she says, scoffing.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It may be a good idea to stop this soon, it seems no one's here to do so!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rune has been here at least once before, and was able to find her way back to the mall with Edelise accompanying her. The princess is a step ahead at most, wanting to stay close enough to look aside and talk with her friend while sharing insights on Earth society.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Some of them are apt. &amp;quot;This 'mall', as they refer to it, is not unlike our merchant districts... they gather here to sell products, but in far greater quantities than we would imagine. It is quite popular!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Others are not, as she gestures to an electronics store. &amp;quot;The strange rectangles we have seen everyone store in their hands or pockets are 'televisions', they extinguish and re-light glass candles to show strange theatre plays. This is what I have gathered from speaking with Madoka Kaname and the school's counselor, Kyouka Inai.&amp;quot; That is not ''quite'' what Madoka or Kyouka said, but it is what the princess took from it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have pondered whether we shou--&amp;quot; Something is wrong. &amp;quot;...Hnn?&amp;quot; She looks ahead at the spreading candy-field, eyes wide and voice raised in alarm. &amp;quot;This is hardly one of their plays!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote Kagari was here doing some shopping because mom needed some things for the house. Not normal everyday things, no- that would had been a super market. He's here paying the department store for a new washer and dryer and picking up a new pots and pan set which he's holding in front of him, receipt in hand, as he hums the day away. He thinks he's getting a bite at the food court before he leaves. Instead...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;W..whatever this is. For some reason, he hasn't succumbed to the energy drain, probably because he's juuust walking into it, but he blinks and looks around. &amp;quot;Is this some kind of promotion or something?&amp;quot; he asks weirdly. &amp;quot;Like for a movie?&amp;quot; the boy asks, to no one in particular. He hasn't caught on to any danger yet. He's continuing on, a little uncomfortably though. What's with the giant cake?&amp;quot; he wonders. He's picking up on the whole dark energy thing subconsciously probably.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He isn't a magical hero, afterall, just regular ol, Drama Hino.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Edelise is walking alongside (if a few inches back) with Runealy, listening intently and sharing insight. &amp;quot;That's fascinating... all sorts of strange magic. The 'televisions' are interesting, but for a bit, I was worried about if they were even right...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;A pause to listen, when Runealy stops and looks ahead. Edelise takes two steps forward, eyes darting quickly. When she spots Hosshiwa, she alerts Runealy with a gesture, before leaping onto the nearest table that's still intact, crouching to be level with the villain, and draw attention from the princess. &amp;quot;What manner of dark magic is this? What is your motive to...turn everything into cake...?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hosshiwa has some 'ruffian' barge up to her table and ruin her tea time. This angers her and she ''huffs'' in a ''huffy'' 'better than you' manner. &amp;quot;I said, no candy for you!&amp;quot; she says as she points her hand at Edelise and calls out. &amp;quot;Terribad!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The giant creature attempts to flatten a fist down on top of the table and this also sends Hosshiwa flying! She, however, opens her parasol and floats daintily to the ground. She cackles with an oujo-laugh and stays out of the way as she lets the Terribad deal with her problem. She may not have noticed anyone else arriving thanks to Edelise's distraction!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;If Rune had any doubts about Edelise's willingness to help - not that she had any serious ones, given Edelise's ritual to become a Guardian Knight succeeded - then watching her friend rush ahead and jump onto a table is enough to get rid of them with an impressed, breathy gasp!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote catches her eye, as Rune realizes it's odd that he does not seem to be among the fallen. As the absolutely massive Terribad gets moving, she looks to Hinote and calls out a warning: &amp;quot;See yourself to safety at once!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It's not just 'on the move'... it's heading for Edelise. This cuts off any time she might have wanted to spend trying to talk to Hosshiwa, as her friend is now in danger of being crushed. &amp;quot;Ahh...! Edelise...! Summoning Princess' Tiara!&amp;quot; She won't be in time to intervene, even as jeweled headwear appears in one hand. A pulsing 'energy hum' comes from it, as Rune calls out: &amp;quot;The Line of Succession...&amp;quot; One hand passes the tiara to the other, which brings it to her head in the same motion. &amp;quot;Transform!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rune is engulfed in red light! It fades a moment later, showing her now in full magical attire and holding her (newly regrown, after her battle with Firefly) main staff.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She wasn't in time to do anything to ''stop'' the Terribad, but she can at least retaliate. Eyes narrowed, she aims up high - at the Terribad's upper body - and launches her staff's green gem tip at it. The projectile flies, aiming to 'explode' into emerald sparkles on contact while her staff immediately grows a new gem to replace it!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...that's really stu-&amp;quot; Edelise is about to respond, when the giant hand comes down. Eyes widening in fear, she quickly dives off, landing on all fours and lifting herself up after several quick seconds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A fight it is, demon... Knight's Coin!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pulling a gold coin out of her pocket, she flips it into the air, calling out. &amp;quot;Transform...!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As a silver light shines on the coin, tassels manifest outwards, a silver cloak wrapping around her body, a hood covering over her head. A short scimitar is in one hand, and a small shield is in the other.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;For freedom and honor! I am Guardian Edel!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She dashes straight at the Terribad, moves to slide under its legs, and slash it in the back with the scimitar. Her eyes dart for Hinote. Are they okay...? These may not be necessarily anyone she'd care about, but to let this demon hurt them...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote Kagari blinks a little and his first thought is. &amp;quot;I didn't think they we're filming a movie here today...&amp;quot; which he says out loud to himself. He then blinks when Runealy says 'See yourself to safety at once' and this confuses him because A: Who's that? and B: Who speaks like that in 2023? Still, he blinks and rubs his eyes when he sees... a giant thing attacking a girl on top of a table and there's a woman, with a parasol, commanding the monster and..&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He watches that pink haired girl transform- and the other girl that was on the table do so, too-- and he drops his pots and pans in front of him and mutters.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;What in the fark?&amp;quot; he mutters. He needs a moment here. Maybe this is all a bad dream. He rubs his eyes a bit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Uh. Nope.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Magical girls transform, and Hosshiwa seems unimpressed, because of course she does. &amp;quot;Are you trying to steal my food? I said you couldn't have any!&amp;quot; she says sharply. That seems to be all the woman cares about. Her food. Her candy. Her ''cakes''. Still. The Terribad tries to catch Guardian Edel and has to turn around, but not without getting slashed in the back, making it cry out 'Terribad!'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The green gem tip explodes into contact with the Terribad, making it shudder and angry, as it fires off Jolly Rancher rockets at the two magical girls-slash-Guardian Knight and Princess attacking it, it re-steadies itself and gets ready to attack again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You should all leave me alone. I'm ''too important'' to be dealing with... whoever you two are anyways!&amp;quot; says Hosshiwa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Heed me!&amp;quot; Rune protests at Hinote, &amp;quot;Hesitation may well mean your demise! Seek shelter!&amp;quot; That her unusual speech seems to be distracting him doesn't quite register to her - she just presumes he will do as she said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then she glares at Hosshiwa, disapproving. &amp;quot;We have no need to plunder your harvest! If you are in league with this demon, desist at once! We... ah?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is interrupted by candy rockets, noticing them in corner of her eye. Rune's boot-wings glow with a blue-silver light, launching her above them and allowing the sugary projectiles to explode in sticky goo where she stood!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The princess lands on an upper floor walkway, which merely brings her close to eye level. Even as Edelise strikes, Rune is quick to praise her: &amp;quot;Splendid! Let us pin this demon between ourselves!&amp;quot; Wand still aimed high - mindful of not wanting to risk hitting Edel with any attacks, Rune launches another pair of orbs at the Terribad!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Guardian Edel is shot at with rockets, as Hinote is distracted. What to do, what to do...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She leaps backwards, nearly toppling from the blast but catching herself, and rolls with superhuman speed away from Hinote, to draw explosions away from the civilian.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Pin... right!&amp;quot; Acrobatically leaping up, Edel kicks off the Terribad's back, lands, and slides into the back of their leg, trying to topple them in conjunction...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;If she's not careful, the Terribad might just crush her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote Kagari can understand that and takes shelter... underneath one of the tables nearby. He doesn't understand the weird manner of talk but does his best to as he hides without his pots and pans. (His mom is gonna ground him for like a week and he won't like it.)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Still, he peeks out from underneath the table as he worries. What's... going on here. Did he walk into crazy town today!? What's going on. What's this prickly feeling? Oh. OH.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;There's like unconscious people everywhere. Oh dear.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hosshiwa scoffs. &amp;quot;Harvest. Does this look like a rice field to you!?&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Just who do you think you are? You won't ''plunder'' me.&amp;quot; she says as she raises her parasol at Runealy, in it's closed state and fires off a powerful beam of red, dark energy towards her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This frees up Edel to take on the Terribad.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The Terribad does topple, onto a bunch of tables and crushes them! Now's a good time to get some great hits in while it's prone and trying to flail to get back up to continue it's attack on the mall's food court!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Rune isn't immediately aware of Hosshiwa's intent. Even as she made those remarks to the dark general, the princess quickly returned her focus to the Terribad. Boot-wings glowing again, Rune hops over the walkway railing and begins a gliding descent as she contines firing wand orbs at the monster!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The princess slowly loses altitude throughout this, with no idea that Hosshiwa is aiming right at her. It's only when the beam is already heading her way that Rune notices. &amp;quot;Hnn...?!&amp;quot; Her feet kick forward, trying to change into a hurried backwards glide to get away from the attack!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She is a split-second too late. While Rune does manage to avoid a full-on, direct hit... even being clipped by the edge of the beam is tremendously powerful! What was a fairly graceful glide becomes an outright plummet, as her momentum carries her a few tables that have not been smashed yet, falling with a hurt shriek. Rune hits the tiled ground hard, bouncing off it and rolling to a limp stop by Hinote's table.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She ''might'' be conscious - Rune twitches a little, but she is not coherent. She has no words, she does not look at anything in particular, and she is not standing up.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As Guardian Edel knocks down the Terribad without getting crushed, it comes at a great cost - Runealy is taken out of the fight, it seems. Her loyalty to her princess makes her want to dart to save her, but-&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The monster would take them both out.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You there! Protect her with your life!&amp;quot; Edelise shouts to Hinote, as she leaps into the air, channels a bolt of lightning into her scimitar, and moves to plunge it straight into the toppled Terribad, hoping to end this fight - or at least, force a stalemate!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote Kagari is watching the fight and--well it isn't hard to tell who the good guy and bad guys here are supposed to be, watch with the stuff Hossiwha is shouting and the fact she's commanding a big black monster and also the world is cake. Still.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He doesn't actually need to be told to help because he actively just does it, trying to pickup the girl into a princess carry and trying to run away like crazy down the way. He probably succeeds in picking up Runealy.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He doesn't succeed so much in the running at top speed with her, but he's quick enough.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I dunno what's up but..&amp;quot; she trails off, panting the whole while.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hosshiwa spins the parasol around and fires a few shots towards the escaping orange haired boy. &amp;quot;H-hey. Get back here---&amp;quot; but then the Terribad , attacked by so many lightning infused smacks into it, while it's down takes a lot of hideous lightning damage and with the lightning blade forced ''into'' the monsters, this causes it to dissipate!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;-and with that, the candy and cake world starts to fade away and Hosshiwa is left alone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh, well that's ''awful'' you took away all my sweets!&amp;quot; she says angrily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;No matter! I'LL MAKE YOU PAY next time.&amp;quot; she says as she opens her parasol and..dissapears into it. Teleporting away from the fight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The world slowly starts to right itself, finally. Though it'll be a second before people wake up!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The princess proves to be compatible with a princess carry - her wand vanishes as she dangles limp in Hinote's hold, and she stops moving. She is, however, still breathing.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This means that while she was unable to witness Edel strike down a monster, she will at least be alive to hear about it later!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As the monster and the cake world go down, and Hosshiwa disappears, Edelise dashes towards where Hinote ends up, appearing probably right to his side. She puts her armaments away...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And moves towards her Princess, gesturing to the nearest chair to put her in. &amp;quot;Your Highness! Princess Runealy! Please, wake up!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote Kagari ''yeeks'' loudly and opens his eyes wide when laser bolts streak past him. He doesn't jump or dodge because he can't, he isn't some super hero! But he is lucky enough to not be hit. He sweats and finally starts slowing down, slowly at that and stops and places Runealy down on a bench as he pants.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh my god.&amp;quot; he pants. &amp;quot;M..Mom is gonna 'kill me' if I don't find those pots and pans soon.&amp;quot; he says. He doesn't leave the pink haired girl alone though, he does check her pulse--- well in the TV Doctor's way. You know, two fingers to the wrist. that sort of thing.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I dunno what's up here but uh. I hope you're okay?&amp;quot; he says to not one again. He does look back to the food court though.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He then blutthers. &amp;quot;P-princess!?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Pause. &amp;quot;Wait who are you people!?&amp;quot; he suddenly asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;And--and what was all that about!?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Nuh...?&amp;quot; For all her fancy language most of the time, Rune is at a loss for coherent words at first. She is, thankfully, not at a loss for pulse... Hinote can easily confirm that much.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She dangles limp on the bench, looking up at Edel. No meaningful speech just yet, but the repeated blinking and improving clarity in her eyes suggest she will be alert in a few moments. Moments that can, perhaps, be used to answer Hinote's stream of questions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Edelise hmphs as Runealy is placed on the bench, but as the princess looks up at her, she crosses one arm across her heart. &amp;quot;Your highness...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Turning to Hinote, she clicks her tongue. &amp;quot;I am Edelise Albrecht. I will allow her to introduce herself once she recovered, as well as... decide how to explain this. But I owe you a debt for saving her royal highness. Now, for what that was all about...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She smirks and shrugs. &amp;quot;No idea. I believe that woman was consorting with demons.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote nods, listens, nods. Appears he's understanding before he face falters.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Demons you say. Amazing. Look. I'm g...going to go over here a moment.&amp;quot; he says as he sidesteps to the right, smiles. And then walks to a nearby vending machine to pick out some sort of cherry juice drink. Because everyone likes cherries, r-right? And walks back after having taken a few deep breaths.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have come to the conclusion, I am a sane and this world is now crazy.&amp;quot; he says bluntly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Demons, or I believe they are referred to as 'youma' in this w-- region,&amp;quot; Rune catches her mistake before she can finish saying a word she thinks would be dangerous to let slip.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The princess manages to sit up. She has a notable lean to her posture, hurting from Hosshiwa's beam, but is at least coherent now. &amp;quot;I am lead to believe, then, that you...&amp;quot; She nods to Edel, &amp;quot;Struck the beast down? And you,&amp;quot; Rune goes silent for a moment, realizing Hinote has left to get a drink.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She tries the question again when he returns, &amp;quot;And you appear to have both carried me away, and caused that television to... drop some sort of... I cannot imagine what that might be,&amp;quot; She gestures at the cherry juice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yes, your highness.&amp;quot; Edel is mixed with pride, for slaying the demon, and shame, for not being there for Runealy, but regardless, they won. &amp;quot;The woman escaped, unfortunately.&amp;quot; As Hinote walks away, she sighs, but he comes back with... a canister?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Is that the television's power source?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Though she doesn't dwindle on that, instead, looking around. &amp;quot;Is this a safe place to communicate?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh. This. This is a drink. For you. Because you need it after nearly being knocked out.&amp;quot; he says, passing it over.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He seems confused about the talk of vending machines as televisions. &amp;quot;N..No. It..it sells things. Like a store.&amp;quot; he says. He rubs the back of his head. &amp;quot;I'm. I'm. Uh. Hinote Kagari.&amp;quot; he says as he rubs the back of his head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|Runealy Waldia (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well done, then! Better that an enemy escape yet citizens are protected, than the opposite. We can defeat their Queen,&amp;quot; Rune presumes Hosshiwa is a queen, at least, &amp;quot;at the next... opportunity.&amp;quot; Her voice falters as she realizes this means a second fight against someone who, for all practical purposes, dropped her in one shot. It will not be easy to make good on that sort of 'big talk.' Regardless, she offers an approving smile at Edel.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then Hinote says something that deeply confuses her. &amp;quot;I am Princess Runealy, or 'Rune' if you prefer, and... you mean to say that televisions can also be merchants? I saw no one tally your purchase, nor write a bill of sale... so I am left to conclude ''it'' carried out that transaction with you?&amp;quot; She asks this with wide eyes, disbelieving. She nonetheless has enough sense to reach out - very cautiously - for the strange Earth drink, accepting it with a &amp;quot;my thanks...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:113|Edelise Albrecht (113)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As Runealy asks about the machine, Edelise thinks. &amp;quot;How wondrous. But, nonetheless, a merchant is less important than what you've done. You had no clear combat skill of your own, yet you were already saving her before I shouted... a nnoble heart, Hinote.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:82|Hinote Kagari (82)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hinote Kagari gets a name. Princess. uhuh. Princess Runealy. So he heard right earlier. When he's told he has a noble heart, this causes him to brighten, he almost wants to ask 'really!?' but he doesn't, because his phone starts blinging at him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;..Oh, my mom is really upset at me, I was supposed to be home ages ago. But um. I'll. See you later?&amp;quot; he says as he steps away cautiously, before he takes off quickly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh god, mom is gonna kill me.&amp;quot; he whispers. &amp;quot;And she isn't gonna take 'sorry demons attack' as an excuse...&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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	<entry>
		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=Koharu_Itamae&amp;diff=1270</id>
		<title>Koharu Itamae</title>
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		<updated>2023-07-21T13:05:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{CharacterNew |NameOnMUSH=Koharu Itamae |Char_id=146 |Img=https://i.imgur.com/0JBM8eP.jpg |FullName=Koharu Itamae |AKA=Steam Sentinel Blaze |Gender=Female |Origin=Steam Senti...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|NameOnMUSH=Koharu Itamae&lt;br /&gt;
|Char_id=146&lt;br /&gt;
|Img=https://i.imgur.com/0JBM8eP.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
|FullName=Koharu Itamae&lt;br /&gt;
|AKA=Steam Sentinel Blaze&lt;br /&gt;
|Gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|Origin=Steam Sentinel&lt;br /&gt;
|Grade=8&lt;br /&gt;
|Clubs=Cooking Club&lt;br /&gt;
|Series=Steam Sentinels&lt;br /&gt;
|Groups=Radiant Heart Academy&lt;br /&gt;
|Chartype=OC&lt;br /&gt;
|Quote=&amp;quot;Steam Sentinel Blaze!, Evil's Time IS UP!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|Profile=Koharu Itamae wants to be the next Gordon Ramsay. She dreams of owning restaurants with a menu she created herself! Of being on TV shows showing others how to cook! Inspiring others to do so! Sadly, that is all very much far away. Koharu goes to Radiant Heart Academy, hoping to improve her cooking skills- but all she can make is god awful looking tuna casseroles that are at best 'slightly edible'. Everything else she always seems to burn. Her parents and others around her tell her she should give up and take up singing-- as her voice carries while she cooks and she sings quite sweetly! She stays true to herself, however, aiming to learn and cook! It's this fierceness to stay true to her heart that made her the prime candidate chosen by the refugee clockwork fairy 'Dabble' to become the fiery and passionate 'Steam Sentinel Blaze'! All the other clockwork fairys feel bad for Dabble because he is often prone to being Koharu's new 'taste tester'.&lt;br /&gt;
|Skills=Tonight on Master Chef..., Cooking &amp;amp; Baking but also Badly, I Assure You- That's a Tuna Casserole; No It Is Not a Youma and Yes It Is For You; Now Eat It In Front Of Me! :D, Be All You Want To Be! Even if You're Not That Great At Being It Yet!, Practice MAKES Perfect!, Burning Desire to Feed Evil A Knuckle Sammich, &amp;quot;...Did I Burn Instant Pudding...? HOW!?&amp;quot;, The Anti-Makoto&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=14&lt;br /&gt;
|BloodType=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthday=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Likes=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Dislikes=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|FavFood=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavFood=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|FavSubject=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavSubject=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>LyricalRampage</name></author>
		
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	<entry>
		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=101/Cure_for_the_Common_Cures&amp;diff=1175</id>
		<title>101/Cure for the Common Cures</title>
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		<updated>2023-07-17T05:34:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2023/07/17 |Location=Dorms |Synopsis=Cho visits Aki in her dorm. Problems are discussed. Friends are made! Puns are also made! |Cast of Characters=...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2023/07/17&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Dorms&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Cho visits Aki in her dorm. Problems are discussed. Friends are made! Puns are also made!&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=24,71&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa gave Cho Konishi, well, Cure Wukong, her dorm building and number during the aftermath of that mall fight. So today, Aki Kurosawa is busily working on a finals paper as she busily taps taps away at her paper. There's two beds in her dorm one. One is neatly made, the other is a complete and other mess. Aki Kurosawa is having a time though. She's too bothered to work on her homework as she sighs and stops typing. She sulks a little.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She looks to the messy bed and decides she needs something to eat. So she saunters over to the kitchenette in the dorm and peeks into the tint mini fridge there. Removing some sort of microwave meal of some sort and puts it into the microwave, pressing the appropriate buttons to make it work.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She taps her foot as she waits in her dorm room, alone, for the moment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;There's a full length mirror on the backside of the entrance door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:71|Cho Konishi (71)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cho Konishi sighed as she walked up to the door. Well, she'd been given this room... right? Well, the number. And it wasn't... like she wasn't welcome. They'd talked, gone out once.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;More than that, though... Aki needed someone. She'd seen her tears, the way she was upset. The way she'd run. While Cho hadn't been able to catch up to help... She knew that look well. And while she hadn't had the chance to bother her since, things had been so hectic, and the dance...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Today she would do it. Today she had finally worked up the nerve to... face Aki. To be there for her. Nervously, she reached out and knocked on the door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Amusingly, if Aki hadn't known who she was, it might have been concerning having a member of the student council at her door. As it was, it... likely would stil lbe concerning. For different reasons.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa looks from the spinning microwave meal in the microwave's carousel. She walks to the door and peeks it open. Oh. It's Cho. She opens the door more properly as she motions her inside. &amp;quot;Hey.&amp;quot; she says quietly. &amp;quot;Come on in.&amp;quot; she says, closing the door behind her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;H-hey. How was the dance?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Did that boy ask you out or something?&amp;quot; she asks. She smiles a little, &amp;quot;At the dance I mean.&amp;quot; she says. She's teasing. But she backs off after that, not wanting to push ''too'' much.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Hey. So. Uh. I don't think.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;You're one of Blue-sama's Precures. Right?&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Can you.. tell me. A little bit. About what you do?&amp;quot; she rubs the back of her head. &amp;quot;Sorry. I've been curious. Ever since that fight at the mall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:71|Cho Konishi (71)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cho Konishi nodded. Slowly, she stepped inside. A part of her wanted to hug the girl, but was that too much? Was it--&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oh, RED flooded her cheeks when the other girl asked if she was asked out. &amp;quot;O-oh, no no. No. Oh gosh no. I haven't even considered, wow. Uhhhhh. D-dating? That... that's a bit above my uhhhh, ability level right now. Eh... heh heh. I mean, I already have so much to do, with class, lessons, e-everything, you know?&amp;quot; she said sheepishly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The question about Blue-sama... made her blink. &amp;quot;Uhhhh. No. I'm Wuwu's precure. Ummm. We defend history. Cause the deadbeats want to erase it from, well. History. Our heroes, all that. Get rid of human motivation, things like that. Kiiiiind of annoying, but hey. I'm getting something cool out of it, so there's that. I... don't even know who Blue-sama is? Is he like, part of a council of colors? Or... is it more Blue like 'sad'?&amp;quot; she asked. &amp;quot;Err, right, not... not why I'm here. Kurosawa-san? What... in the dress shop. What happened? Why... were you so scared? So upset?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa hears the microwave ding. She ignores it. The food isn't going anywhere. She can always reheat it. She looks to the messy bed. And back to Cho Konishi. &amp;quot;...Blue-sama is kind of like our guidance figure. He gives out the love seeds that let us become Pretty Cure... It's.. complicated. The Phantom Empire wants to spread misfortune everywhere. Ruin happiness.&amp;quot; she says quietly. &amp;quot;--that's enough of that. Uhm..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa looks back to the bed. Again. &amp;quot;O-one night. Me and my sister-- Haruna... Cure Gull.... was on a night fly. She thought she saw something. I didn't follow her. She... never came back. Okay. She's missing.&amp;quot; she rubs the back of her head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I..I think she's... I think she's that girl. Haruna used to yell kerfluffle a lot. I hit her with... with purification and things started showing through and then that... dumb bird took her.&amp;quot; she says angrily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Before I could even follow up on her. It's..&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It's a lot. I'm sorry. I'm not even sure I'm ''right'' about it.&amp;quot; she says, looking a little unsure about herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:71|Cho Konishi (71)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cho Konishi nodded. &amp;quot;Right. Love seeds. Going to just... not... comment on that. Cause.... that sounds weird. All you precures are like, plants, then? Ugh. No. No. I said not commenting on it,&amp;quot; she said firmly, shaking her head. Right.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;However, the comment on her 'missing' made Cho cringe. Oh... oh no. That... that didn't... sound good. Until, well, Aki said she knew where her sister was. And Cho's face lit up. &amp;quot;Wait. Wait wait wait. SCORN? That weird girl? That's your SISTER? Oh, that's PERFECT!&amp;quot; She uhhhh, was taking it well, reaching out and taking her hand. &amp;quot;No no no! This isn't a lot! This is GREAT! Don't you know what this means? This means you KNOW where your sister is! Or have a, well, hint! You KNOW how to find her! More than that, more than ANY of that, you know what else this means? It means we can RESCUE her! This is GREAT! You went from NO leads to the PERFECT lead! Your sister is... okay. Ish. Well, for varying levels of it. But now it jsut means we need to beat up one of the bad guys, stomp on her bird, then bam. We've got your sister back! Why do you look so sad?&amp;quot; she asked, before reaching up to cup her cheeks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Now, more than ever, you know EXACTLY what we need to do! We have have a path forward.&amp;quot; We. Not her. But we.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa has her cheeks cupped. She blinks a little and is told things. &amp;quot;I mean. If she is. Then yes. But. I don't know. What's happened to her. And. Even if we do. I hit her with my strongest purification attack, And it wasn't enough. We.. we need something stronger. AND to stop that bird. AND to stop her teleporting away. It's.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;&amp;quot;It's still a lot. And I'm just myself.&amp;quot; she says as she ughs. &amp;quot;Even with help..&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;We'd need to contend with whatever Terribad she summons. And there's ''other'' Phantom Empire Generals, too.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...sorry. I should be happy. But.. it's hard.&amp;quot; she pauses.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Ugh, even as a Phantom Empire General, she is ''weird'' isn't she...&amp;quot; she trails off. &amp;quot;I wonder how bad that brainwashing must be...&amp;quot; she pauses again. &amp;quot;If it even is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:71|Cho Konishi (71)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cho Konishi nodded. &amp;quot;I mean, yeah. It'd be a lot for one person, silly. But THAT'S why you don't do it alone. Only an idiot would try to do everything on their own. Like, even if you had a thousand chances to do it and you could plan everything and all that, you know what would happen? You'd get your butt kicked. Terribad AND her AND possibly other generals interfering AND trying to purify her and all that? That'd be like, so dumb,&amp;quot; she said firmly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;That's why we have friends. That's why we do it together. Like. Even Wukong didn't do the journey to the west alone. You know what he did alone? He got stuck UNDER a mountain. A WHOLE mountain. For like. Ever.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;And like, whenever I do it alone? I get my butt KICKED. Like. Hard. I've died sooooo many times. But whenever I'm with other people? I WIN. I've NEVER lost with backup. And duhhhh. Of course it's brainwashing, silly. You like. Purified her. And I don't have any siblings, but if I had siblings I'd NOT try to like. Beat them up. And if YOUR sister is as nice and sweet as you and has a like. Love tree, or whatever? Then I'm sure she's gonna be easy peasy to purify. Trust me. This? This is going to be...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then her smile wavered and she shook her head. &amp;quot;Okay, admittedly. Probably REALLY hard. But you know what? Hard isn't impossible. It isn't even improbable. But we CAN do this. If... that's your sister? We'll find out. And we WILL rescue her. You want to know why?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She then grinned at her and gave a thumbs up and a wink. &amp;quot;Because you've got monkey bullshit on your side and NOTHING is more obnoxious that being the enemy of that. So come on, smile. The hard part's done. Finding out where she is. Right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:24|Aki Kurosawa (24)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Aki Kurosawa shifts a bit and listens. She sighs a little. &amp;quot;You're right of course.&amp;quot; she smiles a little. &amp;quot;And even if she isn't my sister that's still. Someone who's doing things they don't want to.&amp;quot; she gently pauses a little.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;'Yeah.. maybe we can do this! Just.. in the meantime. I should speak to Blue-sama about Scorn. Maybe he has insight I don't.&amp;quot; she says a little hopefully. She looks to her food in the microwave and takes it out before it gets cold. It's some. Microwave pasta with a white sauce.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Um. Want some alfredo noodles before they go cold?&amp;quot; she asks curiously, offering a plastic fork to her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry I lost it. It's.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The Phantom Empire. They trap Precure. In Mirrors. Take them away. Then you're not seen again.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;It's what Scorn. That weird girl. Was talking about when we're in the purse. Taking us back there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:71|Cho Konishi (71)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Cho Konishi nodded. &amp;quot;Of course I'm right. Except when I'm not. But we don't talk about those times,&amp;quot; she said with a chuckle. &amp;quot;And yeah. If like, he's your mentor guy thing, then do that. Maybe I'll introduce Wuwu to him sometime. Is he like... let me guess, a blue fairy?&amp;quot; she asked before snickering. &amp;quot;No, wait. Go entirely off theme. Have him be a red fairy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She glanced to the noodles for a moment before nodding. &amp;quot;Sure! It can be a whole hangout and plan session. And no, NO,&amp;quot; she said firmly, turning to look at Aki.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't be sorry. You were scared, you were hurt. You were worrid. And there is NOTHING wrong with that. Getting scared is a thing... we all do. And hiding it isn't healthy. It's okay to be afraid. So long as you don't let that fear control you. Instead, accept it, then pile drive it into a turnbuckle,&amp;quot; she said firmly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;And... no matter what. If you ever get trapped in a mirror, I'll rescue you. Likely not alone... but I will. I won't let them keep you. No matter what. Okay? Since... we're friends. And I'm never going to leave my friends, or my friend's sisters, hanging.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;... Yeah, I know that pun was awful.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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	<entry>
		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=99/Disappointed_for_the_First_Time.&amp;diff=1171</id>
		<title>99/Disappointed for the First Time.</title>
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		<updated>2023-07-17T02:32:47Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2023/07/17 |Location=Obsidian Tower - Board Room |Synopsis=Takashi Agera and Precia Testarossa meet. The discussion becomes tabled. |Cast of Charac...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2023/07/17&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Obsidian Tower - Board Room&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Takashi Agera and Precia Testarossa meet. The discussion becomes tabled.&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=78,40&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa has taken out a board room in Obsidian Tower and summoned Takashi Agrea. The summons had a time and a date and when accessed, magically also added it to your calender in your smartphone. And school calendar. And somehow wrote it on your physical calendar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The message is clear. You're not to miss this meeting. You don't want to miss this meeting. It would be very very bad for you to miss this meeting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa is here, standing and staring out the big plate glass window onto the city. She is unamused nor enchanted with the sight as she can see the reflection of the area behind her in the window.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Which is more important at the moment as the hour hand and minute hand we're just a few moments away of hitting the 'agreed' meeting time. Agreed in sofar as you we're told about it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;There's really only one reason that Takashi would be summoned by Precia, because outside of the occasional forray into adventure-fights with Fate Testarossa - who has generally been one of the more effective, least damaged Obsidian operatives deployed - there was only one other interaction that involved her he had recently. The Jewel Seed - number Nine, he remembers - which he secured for her but also arrived quite late. She didn't seem to be interested in much other than acquiring it at the time, but she must be feeling better now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;How delightful for me, he thought.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He'd already kicked the report of that day's actions up his own chain of command - a successful outing amongst countless failures or underwhelming performances, in Takashi's mind. He didn't take a bunch of company resources and then lose a youma and come back empty handed. He just showed up a little late, with the prize.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But, somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew this issue would be raised by her. He'd heard stories, had only interacted with her briefly, but could feel the kind of aura around her. Different than Directors Mirage and Beryl. Her divison was a much tighter ship, more directly controlled, generally more successful. He could see a lot of it in just how Fate Testarossa behaved, how driven the girl was.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;So he isn't late. He's about a minute early - totally because he timed it looking at his phone - when he walks in. It's a board room, not her room, so he doesn't knock so much as opens the door and leans in. &amp;quot;Here as you requested, Director Testarossa?&amp;quot; he said, acting as though he wasn't sure the source of her consternation. But he didn't fail. He was just late. And he wasn't her direct employee. How bad was it really going to be?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa turns around. &amp;quot;Good. You're here.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Then she flings her hand up and you feel yourself flung to the ceiling like gravity just reversed for you, and something, some unseen force is pinning you to the ceiling. She makes a 'come here' motion and you feel yourself dragged across the ceiling towards her. This may be uncomfortable and it's pretty good there's nothing on the ceiling except recessed lighting, so you're not dragged across it. Small favors, right now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When you're finally over her, she looks up, casually, like she isn't pinning you to the ceiling with unseen, magical force.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;What is your game, Agera-san.&amp;quot; she says bluntly. &amp;quot;I'm to understand you're a competent dark energy user, but you can't escape the confines with a ''sealed'' relic?&amp;quot; she asks, anger in her voice.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She suddenly starts coughing, even when she coughs. Just shows that little bit of weakness, that force doesn't relent.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Am I to be taken for a fool, now?&amp;quot; she asks, looking back up. &amp;quot;Because you don't work specifically for ''me''?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Takashi is, for a moment, unsure whether he's more annoyed or grateful that he chose the lab coat over the suit. He has extra lab coats, he supposes. For some reason this is what goes through his mind as he's pulled along the ceiling. It's strange what a brain will focus on as a shield against coming to terms with ongoing situations. On some level he knows he's in trouble, but, if he responded to that with fear and not with opposition and backtalk, he wouldn't be the same teenage boy who almost tried to take on Mami Tomoe and Kyouko Sakura in tandem while injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;So he took a breath, thinking he was going to have back bruises the next day, and responded. &amp;quot;With all due respect, Director Testarossa, when I jumped into the Dusk Zone the first time with the Jewel Seed it wasn't yet sealed, the interference from the object kicked me well of course on entry. I don't know what your experience with Dark Energy and the Dusk Zone is precisely, Director Testarossa, but for the sake of explanation, as it has a non-euclidean relationship with this world, you can't just jump from one place to another without having triangulated where you are and where the two dimensions are at any given point in time. I'm rather used to getting around the spaces that tend to link to Tokyo, but I ended up very far away thanks to the powerful interference of the artifact that we secured for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He looked down below him at the big board table, and there was a distinct awareness he might go through it soon. He just hoped they didn't charge him for the new one, it looked expensive. Also he hoped he'd survive this encounter, but you know. Focusing on that was a lot more dangerous. Let rational fear give way to terror and you might become a blubbering mess, and he could feel terror pricking at the corners of his mind already, and all he had to keep it out was a mixture of excuses, hubris, ego, and hope.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa ''ahs'' in a very sarcastic manner as if she completely relents to your point. &amp;quot;So I am supposed to take your word, and you know ''so much'' about the Dusk Zone.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Very well.&amp;quot; she says bluntly. She does not send you trough the table. She doesn't release you from her hold, either.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;IF you know ''so much'' about the Dusk Zone.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;About ''Dark Energy.''&amp;quot; Capital D and E there. &amp;quot;You'll have no problem teaching Fate how to use it. Right?&amp;quot; Precia knows Dark Energy and Humans don't mix well. She knows this may be horrid for Fate. She knows this may be fatal.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She doesn't ''care''.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Correct?&amp;quot; she asks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;-and since, we.. you ''know so much about Dark Energy''.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;You'll be able to provide proof ''next time'' of your journey back. Of the various calculations it takes you to get back. Am I correct in this?&amp;quot; she asks, keeping her hand raised.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Takashi Agera blinks. Oh, where does he even start with all of this. Deep breath. Don't say anything stupid. For once. &amp;quot;Well, still with all due respect, I am one of the few who goes there natively. For most other people Dark Energy is akin to an infection, a parasite, but for me it is a symbiote, a part of me. Dark Energy is dangerous to most humans but being ''without'' it would be dangerous to me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;So, first off, while I am clearly nowhere near your level of magical capability or knowledge, I have already adjusted for the problems I encountered both when sealing the Jewel Seed and when jumping with it to the Dusk Zone. I should not face any further issues sealing it on this side, or Dusk Jumping with it without being off course. Dark Energy I am familiar with, but these Devices were new to me, as was the Jewel Seed's specific interference patterns. Both of these have been accounted for and I have no reason to believe there would be delays in retriveal of any further Jewel Seeds.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But now there was something else to address. Dark Energy for Fate? It was bad enough seeing Hotaru fight it, try to embrace it, but... it seemed to be somehow native to her. For Fate to use it, there would have to be a change, some way for her to generate it, exposed to it. And while she had been combat-effective, and determined... she didn't seem to possess the wells of negative emotion needed to manifest and control it safely. And Fate... she was younger even than Hotaru. Forcefully exposing her to that? It reminded him of last night. Of Professor Hara. Of 'subjects' and 'experiments'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As much as they could in his current state, Takashi's hands clenched. Don't say anything stupid while she has you pinned to the ceiling, he told himself. Just give her reasons to pull back on the order. &amp;quot;And, Dark Energy is... in most humans it's that infection, that parasite. To infect your daughter with it would be... it would be unsafe for her and it would harm her already effective combat capabilities. Your daughter Fate is already the most combat effective member of most teams she deploys with - to risk that effectiveness...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He's probably not going to get to finish after calling Fate Precia's daughter twice in such a short time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa listens to you. She seems to be considering your points. But you say certain words. Words she doesn't like. Words she should ''expect'' and words that would be perfectly normal and reasonable in ''any conversation'' anywhere on planet earth.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Except here, and now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She raises her hand and you can just 'feel' yourself get pulled further into the ceiling before she drops her arm and you feel yourself just ''accelerate'' down into that table. Hard. No slowdown, no cushioning spell. No 'starfall' just full on sudden terminal velocity in an instant.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She gives this a moment. She doesn't ''correct'' the statement. It's telling too much. 'She isn't my daughter' is not something she is about to say.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;All she says is, after she's sure you're not ''dead'' is- &amp;quot;I do not care. You will still ''try''. Get it done, Agera-san.&amp;quot; is all she says, before she starts walking to the door. She has no illusions the table might need to be replaced. She'll handle that later. That's someone else's problem anyways, to deal with. Does she look like the furniture store?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;She'll close the door behind her. Takashi can leave. Whenever he manages to probably walk again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Takashi actually didn't guess that the words he said would be what set her off. In his mind he was being reasonably diplomatic, for being gravity-stapled to the ceiling by someone who shouldn't have been in his chain of command. Then again, it's not like he could exactly file a complaint with Human Resources here in Obsidian. He wasn't being insubordinate, he was kowtowing a little bit - but he clearly made a mistake somewhere. That's his thought as he finds himself hurtling down into the table. And there's a thudding, droning sound when he does, and a grunt of very severe pain from the teenage boy who has been pancaked atop the table.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Somewhere in his pain-addled mind the thought of 'why couldn't they cut corners on the quality of the tables' manages to claw through to the surface. He's also pretty sure something is broken in his upper chest. Rib, maybe? It's impressive what your brain finds in the heat of the moment to think about, yes. That his response to this crisis is 'check for damage and complain about furniture'. Externally, all he really manages is a low moan of pain and being crumpled atop the table, which he did succeed in denting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Oh, elbow either cracked or broken. Grand. He tries to say something to brecia but it's just kind of a burble of pained groans. It's probably affirmative though.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The worst part is, as he lays there trying to collect himself so that he can roll off or grab a phone and ask for someone he trusts to come get his busted self to the infirmary... is that bones can be healed. Especially when he knows two people capable of doing it magically. But knowledge... that's forever his now. He'd do the whole damn thing again. Probably. Maybe. Damn, this hurts a lot though. Maybe not.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>https://radiantheartmush.com/index.php?title=86/Lost_Logia:_Digital_Chaos&amp;diff=1141</id>
		<title>86/Lost Logia: Digital Chaos</title>
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		<updated>2023-07-15T03:22:48Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2023/07/14 |Location=Mitakihara Ward |Synopsis=A Jewel Seed crashes into an important data center and causes severe chaos before Precia Testarossa...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2023/07/14&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Mitakihara Ward&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=A Jewel Seed crashes into an important data center and causes severe chaos before Precia Testarossa sends Fate, Riventon, Firefly and Starfall Omen after it. They encounter Nanoha, Guardian Sukiyaki and The Red Princess as opponents! Riventon seals the Jewel Seed (Number IX - 9!) and gets some alone time with it before it gets into Precia's clutches.&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=39,40,42,47,48,50,67,78&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Mitakihara at night is lit up. Little twinkling lights in the windows and the blurred night sky, polluted by said light, blotting out stars. Except for one. It sparks in the sky before it crashes down into Mitakihara Data Centers Inc and smashes a window. A lost logia. a Jewel Seed, crashes into the window, smashing it at the surrounding wall before embedding itself into a computer monitor.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The monitor comes to life, despite this and strange things start happening as traffic lights go crazy. Hospital systems start acting odd and dangerous. Lights go off and on in various buildings, it's abouslte sudden chaos.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Fate.&amp;quot; says Precia Tesatrossa. &amp;quot;Get me the Jewel Seed. It will make me...happy.&amp;quot; Precia says. You want your mother to be happy. Don't you Fate. She then looks up. &amp;quot;Anyone else who gets it, or helps retrieve it, will be well rewarded. Consider it a valuable addition to your next assessment.&amp;quot; she says, before she starts coughing and leaning off camera. She gets her bearings again. She starts cast a spell, a Mid-childan spell circle summoning strange, armored golems around her as she sends them off, off towards the building, a squad of about ten of them to support the team as she turns off the transmissions.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The jewel seed is easily detectable to anyone else. It puts off strange energy, and is clearly a dangerous source of magic as it takes control of the local internet and control systems of the city. It glows as it starts to form shadowy tendrils around it's self, forming a strange, misty 'body' around itself surrounding the monitor it's stuck in.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;FContend with the Jewel Seed, and Precia's retrival team! Who'll get the Lost Logia first!?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:47|Nanoha Takamachi (47)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Nanoha Takamachi was out at night. She wasn't supposed to be, but she's been transforming in her bedroom into her barrier jacket and flying out her window. Today. She has Yuuno with herm the ferret riding on her shoulder as Raising Hear beeps.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;c+ink&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm201&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Signal Detected, Master. Jewel Seed. Lost Logia.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; c+ink&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; states Raising Heart. Nanoha Takamachi can see something crash into a building and then... all heck breaks loose. Buildings start flashing, traffic lights go crazy. What other things could be going wrong?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Raising Heart! Setup a barrier!&amp;quot; she says, Raising Heart starting to cast the barrier spell as it aims to encircle the large part of the building and portion of the city the Jewel Seed is in- unless another caster does it first.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She then starts flying towards the position of the Lost Logia.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She's not there yet, but she's getting close, looking like a pink contrail in the air on her approach!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|The Red Princess (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rune understands very little of what just happened. She did not witness the initial impact, but she was at least in the general neighborhood of it while scouting this part of Tokyo.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Yet even she can notice the chaos that is unfolding, remarking aloud: &amp;quot;I have never seen this city's glass towers act ''this'' chaotically! What could be amiss?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A walk through the streets gives her some hints. A barrier has emerged, and strange... creatures walk toward a building. Nanoha is in the air.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;This is enough to convince the princess that the situation is not just unusual - it is ''dangerous.'' With her tiara summoned and placed on-head, she transforms from a mere Radiant Heart student to a princess in red, staff in hand as she rushes to catch up to the golems.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:50|Guardian Sukiyaki (50)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A late game with extra innings is what has Ren Morimoto out at this time of evening. He doesn't mind the walk at night, feeling strangely unbothered by the shadows and darkened corners he passes by, which only make the points of light all the brighter as he steps into them. Even a place as busy as downtown seems a little more magical at night.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And then, of course, everything goes sideways. He's waiting at a corner to cross the street when he hears something crash through glass nearby, and then the traffic lights start blinking in a way they definitely aren't supposed to.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Huh... that's weird,&amp;quot; is all he has to say about it, at first, but then a street cat twines its way through his legs, rubbing against his ankles.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The cat meows sweetly and looks up at him, and Ren's just about to bend down to pet it when it whispers: &amp;quot;Psst! Something strange is going on! I sense an odd energy source nearby all of a sudden!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Ren freezes, hand outstretched and half-crouched. &amp;quot;Oh it's you,&amp;quot; he says, voice flat. And maybe louder than he meant to, as he doesn't want people to think he's a weirdo that holds conversations with cats. Because that is definitely a cat, yep, totally. He straightens up and looks left, then right, then clears his throat as he backs awkwardly up into an alley nearby.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Mystic Saibashi, to me! Let's cook!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Mother is God in the eyes of a child.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And to Fate Testarossa no word, nor desire, nor request is more absolute and infallible than that of her mother, Precia Testarossa.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Thus, when the Grand Mage so much as says her name, the twin-tailed blonde's attention becomes as focused and hot as a laser, scarlet eyes falling half-lidded as she grips her cherished Device, Bardiche, in one hand.%R&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Yes, mother...&amp;quot; The girl says in a voice so quiet it's almost a whisper as she sets off to her new task; to retrieve the Jewel Seed, as her mother bids her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Boots land with a gentle click-click atop a lamp post as Fate prepares herself to storm the data center, the form of her wolf-woman Familiar, Arf, hovering at her side.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Fate...&amp;quot; Arf says, tone pleading. &amp;quot;Fate, please don't push yourself too hard... Not for her.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm fine.&amp;quot; The blonde replies to her faithful Familiar, eyes falling closed with an almost tired sigh. &amp;quot;I'll be fine. Because I'm strong.&amp;quot; She whispers, eyes fluttering open as lightning dances in the sky behind her, thunder roaring shortly after.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It is the sudden creation of a barrier spell that hardens the child's expression.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Someone else is here.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Someone else seeks out what rightfully belongs to her mother.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Tired scarlet eyes follow the pink contrails of light that herald a familiar figure.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[SIR.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche ings in her hand. chy[ENEMY APPROACHING.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;By the time Nanoha arrives, Fate is once again in the air, hovering in front of the smashed window. Waiting.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Don't get in my way.&amp;quot; The blonde says, tone glacial at first, before her expression softens by a degree, voice quieting by even more of a fraction.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;... Please.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Takashi Agera recieved the transmission from Precia requesting assistance, and recieved another one not too long after instructing hom to answer that call - one of the Witches or perhaps Tomoe himself, indicating they'd like to get the value of having helped Precia Testarossa.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Takashi would have joined the hunt for a magical artifact to put it into Obsidian's hands on his own initiative anyways, he was already reaching out to Hotaru to join him when the second message hit.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well, now it's on us to do a good showing out there. I was going to ask if you *wanted* to come, but now it looks like we're going anyways.&amp;quot; he says, tapping his phone.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Hotaru doesn't like to go places via the Dusk Zone itself, so after the two of them are henshined, they head through an Obsidian Door - the two of them arriving just as the barrier goes up.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And his device immediately goes a little bit nuts. It doesn't speak in proper Midchildan or Belkan, it just makes a spray of disconnected vowels and beeps. Then grows quiet.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well, maybe this is the thing that has been messing with my calculations this week...&amp;quot; he muses aloud as Riventon and Firefly make their way to the site of the enraged digital youma. &amp;quot;Fate will be here too, Firefly. Show her and myself the results of your training.&amp;quot; he advises. And then he pats her on the head.. &amp;quot;Remember what we talked about when you first spoke to me? Today is one of those days. It's time to be a controlled wildfire alongside us... Firefly. Be as mighty as we know you can be.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:39|Firefly (39)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Firefly was nervous. Of course she was nervous. Precia's message... likely meant Fate. And Fate was her Kohai. And she had... made a.... less than stellar impression last time. In fact, she'd made an abyssal showing. So she wanted, desperately, to make up for it. To show that she could be a good senpai. That Fate could depend on her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;So she transformed and followed him, grateful to be able to skip the whole... dusk zone thing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Upon arriving, however, a barrier went up momentarily later. &amp;quot;Riventon-senpai, I'm going to move to support Fate-chan.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;From there, she took off, flying up to join Fate... at a... much slower speed. Because, well, honestly? She suspected Takashi would be the one best able to retrieve the object. She could delay, buy time.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Not to mention the creation of the barrier... She gulped, moving up behind Fate. Not speaking, though, just giving a nod. Eyeing Nanoha. Unaware of the... unspoken tension between the two.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She WOULD be useful this time. Her training, her efforts. All of it. Her value WOULD be proven today.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:67|Starfall Omen (67)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lana admittedly doesn't care much for random pieces of Lost Logia, aside from what she already has. They have a history of being dangerous and unpredictable, and Lana prioritizes her own survival too much. On the other hand, if there's a reward in it for her, it might be worth her time if she can get some energy out of this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is actually her first time deploying with a group. She reflects upon what her role in a team even is. Backline fire support makes the most sense, but Starfall questions whether she's doing that out of reason or cowardice. Maybe there isn't that much of a difference in the end.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lana arrives late on the scene, flying low over the buildings with dark energy instead of any Belkan magic. A barrier goes up, and she knows it's not hers. She mutters, &amp;quot;Is it the TSAB again?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She flies just a bit lower. Getting arrested before you're strong enough to end the world would be too embarrassing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lana quickly spots Fate on her way towards the magidigital mess that the Jewel Seed is making. After that, the bright pink comet that is Nanoha is a bit hard to miss. &amp;quot;It's already happening.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She dives down between buildings, pulling the pendant up from her shirt collar, and shouts her henshin phrase.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Break the Hands of Time! Nightmare Chain, Deploy!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm135&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm230&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Beflecke die Erde &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A flash of off-white yellow later, and Starfall Omen's barrier jacket appears around her. Nightmare Chain appears in her hand, taking the form of a long staff. A burst of speed creates a shockwave of red magic behind her as she rushes to catch up to Fate. Nightmare Chain pings the other Obsidian devices to announce her presence.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa is left to her bloody coughing fits.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Golems are indeed walking into the barrier, looking like large strange armored figures. They are walking at a brisk pace, the barely sentient servants are easy to catch up to though.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Two raise their hands and cast what looks like shoot barrets into the air towards Nanoha, while others will shoot at interlopers that specifically are not currently working with Precia. They are making their way to the building with the smoking hole in the side. Even in the barrier, the world is in chaos. What is that thing doing, exactly?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Ghostly tentacles continue to form from the thing, poking into the next computer, and the next, taking over networks, the local internet, not even websites are safe now, as important things start going offline. It's volatile.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It's also playing havoc with the local wifi. Not that it matters to anyone right now here.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:47|Nanoha Takamachi (47)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;D--deathscythe...&amp;quot; she says. It's the name she was given so it's the name she knows. She frowns as she comes to a stop near the opening in the wall. She grasps Raising Heart as Yuuno hops off her shoulder and onto a nearby building top with a little leap and a spin. &amp;quot;Be careful, Nanoha!&amp;quot; says the ferret.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Nanoha barely nods and keeps looking at Fate. &amp;quot;I can't. I'm sorry. That's dangerous...! No one should have it! But I'm going to seal it. So it's not harming anyone again...!&amp;quot; she says, frowning a little...&amp;quot;C..cannon form.&amp;quot; she says, Raising Heart forming into it's bombardment form, gripping the pistol grip as she raising it firmly, and determines herself.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Firefly joins Fate, wordlessly and she frowns... two versus one... Yuuno looks worried. Nanoha looks worried. She takes a deep breath. &amp;quot;Cross Smasher.....!&amp;quot; she says, quickly&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;c+ink&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm201&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cross Smasher.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; c+ink&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; repeats Raising Heart as a large bombardment spells lunges out at the two in front of her, bright, pink energy just surging forth and aiming to explode around the two mages- Fate and Firely.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;This, however, leaves her open to the golem's shots, Yuuno swings his head as a spell circle forms around his body, and casts a round shield, blocking some of the shots, but not all as Nanoha takes some of them head on, making her wince and move upwards, and away from the opening as she tries to avoid taking more fire. &amp;quot;F-flier fin..&amp;quot; She spouts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Two wings form on her feet as she gains more maneuverability.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;G..get me... a long range...targeting...&amp;quot; she mutters to Raising Heart.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;c+ink&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm201&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Confirmed, Master!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; c+ink&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; says Raising Heart.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|The Red Princess (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The alien princess has no idea what wifi even is, let alone why it should concern anyone. What does immediately worry her is the golems raising hands aggressively. &amp;quot;Hnn? ...Ahh!&amp;quot; A surprised shout, as they start launching projectiles! Her boot wings light up with a silver-blue glow, rocketing her above the golems' blasts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;This gives her a decent view of what is going on. Fate is in the air, guarding the window. Nanoha is here too, and giving Fate strange names. Starfall Omen is also here, and several other unknown-to-Rune arrivals are showing up. It's a lot to take in all at once!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Unsure who is on who's side, who is here to do what, she makes a safe guess and aims her wand down at one of the golems, and voices her worries aloud even as she does this: &amp;quot;Not a one among those gathered here appear to be Deathscythe's mother. Where is she?&amp;quot; Apparently the princess overheard Fate's 'name.'&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Even as the princess descends, she fires a thick green gem down at her attacker - one that aims to explode into emerald sparkles if it strikes!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:50|Guardian Sukiyaki (50)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The cat is right at Ren's heels as he beats feet into the alleyway, though between one shadow and the next the cat has disappeared, and in its place is the spirit guide Umeboshi, a translucent floating blob that flails its chubby little arms as it tosses a pair of cooking chopsticks over to Ren.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The henshin process complete, Culinary Guardian Sukiyaki does an impressive set of wall-jumps to get himself up to the tall rooftop of a nearby building, the blade of his sword flashing intermittently in the light as he moves. &amp;quot;Is that what's made everything look weird?&amp;quot; he asks, staring down at the strange colorscape he now finds himself in. His boots scrape against the edge of the roof as he looks over the edge.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I don't know,&amp;quot; Umeboshi says, tugging with concern at the short kimono Ren's wearing. Don't worry, some powerful deity out there also saw fit to grant him pants in his transformation sequence. &amp;quot;But I think it's bad news!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He can see combat being initiated above, his eyes going wide at the pink energy bombardment that lights up the sky. &amp;quot;Uh, should we... get involved with that?&amp;quot; he asks, a tinge of uncertainty to his voice.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Which is matched by the tone Umeboshi says, &amp;quot;I'm not sure...&amp;quot; in.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Actually there are a lot of people starting to gather, Ren's noticing. His grip on his sword tightens, but he hesitates, unsure how -- and where -- to get involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It is, perhaps, for the best that Fate does not see Precia coughing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It had been almost surreal... Awakening one day; strange gaps in her memory, to see her mother so... Transformed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Memories of Precia's vibrant days, so quickly replaced with the vision of a ghost of a woman by comparison, gaunt and racked by illness. It worries Fate deeply...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But if she doesn't ''see'' her mother coughing up blood; if she is unaware that the woman's illness has progressed so terribly to ravage her body; Fate can focus on what is ahead of her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Quietly, for a moment, Fate basks in the almost painful memories of those wondrous days of braiding flowers into her mother's hair, when Firefly arrives, as does Starfall Omen with her. Fate half-heartedly glances over her shoulder for a beat before giving a slight nod to the two. Under normal circumstances, Fate is certain she could take this girl on, Nanoha being little more than an amateur child from a backwater planet. But right now, with a Jewel Seed at stake, she does not want to risk even the slightest of missteps.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;After all, they say the best fencer in Italy is not afraid of the second best, but the worst.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This girl's inexperience made her... Unpredictable. It made her hard to read.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;IT's fine. Fate is strong. She shakes the thought from her mind as soon as Nanoha blurts out a name.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And for a flustered moment, the blonde blinks, absolutely dumbfounded, realizing that the outlandish name 'Deathscythe' applies to her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She had almost entirely forgotten the name that Riventon had given her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It leaves her shocked for just a beat before she sighs softly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;... Fate Testarossa.&amp;quot; That is her name.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But then Nanoha opens fire.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The sudden fusillade of pink light that comes straight for her is fairly impressive for a child with no formal training. But Fate has trained hard, harshly, and intent since she was small, to prepare for a moment just like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[EVASION.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche pings in warning to Firefly and Starfall Omen, as Fate is already on the move, a blur of black and gold as she jukes; the searing heat of Nanoha's spell evaded by a fraction of an inch as Fate twists her body aside, Barrier Jacket and cloak searing from the magical assault as she lunges to close the distance between herself and this pigtailed interloper,.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[SCYTHE FORM.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche announced, head snapping back with a hiss as a blade of electric light glimmers to life.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;... I'm sorry.&amp;quot; Is all she whispers as she swings. It is a quick, efficient, and brutal stroke that intends to cut Nanoha out of the air from directly in front of her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Riventon's device alerts him to Starfall Omen's presence, as intended. It replies back, also speaking for Firefly's. Firefly is running off to make herself useful, and while Riventon doesn't quite chase after her, it does cause him to increase his pace from 'slowly looming' to 'walking quite quickly' towards what he assuumes will be the lines of battle.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;There's another garbled transmition that's audiable from his device as he watches the others start to trade projectiles and dodges. Since Sukiyaki's not entered the fight but Starfall Omen has announced an intent to, from Riventon's perspective it's Precia's youma-golems, Fate, Firefly, and Starfall against Nanoha and the strange princess. Which means the odds are in his side's favor in the skirmish, and he should focus on...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Riventon turns and walks towards the hole in the wall where the goal of the fight actually is. Raising a hand, he collects Dark Energy in his palm before turning it upside down, where it drips to the ground in globs, each glob forming a humanoid shadow with glowing red eyes, that races into the building ahead of him. With flensing claws of Dark Energy the not-quite-youma will try to do as much damage to the jewel seed creature as they can, to weaken it, so that it can be sealed. After all, everyone else has seen fit to be so busy so quickly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:39|Firefly (39)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Firefly felt a little relief, now. She realized... the golems. Her. Fate. Riventon. A third she didn't recognize. Surely, they would retreat, seeing such a powerful--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;But they didn't. Instead... She raised her weapon, forming a cannon. &amp;quot;Wait, don't--&amp;quot; But it was too quick. Bright magic enveloped them. She, unlike Fate, was not very fast. Instead she more dropped out of the air, one of the blasts grazing her, a second singing her butt-cape...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And then BOOM. They explode. She shrieked, the dust and dirt surrounding her... and when it cleared? She was still floating in the air, surrounded by a dark purple barrier. And slightly burned. She'd... tried. She was doing better. But she really wasn't anywhere near Fate's speed. The fight had only just started and she was already panting with exertion. &amp;quot;P-please. There's no need for us to fight here. You can't win this. You're out numbered and while we have no desire to hurt you, we will hurt you if we have to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Still... The fact Fate gave her full name to the other girl... it filled her with concern.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;On top of that, there was another. A strange woman. Attacking the golems? Well, Fate likely had Nanoha handled. It seemed this read lady would be hers. She aimed her glaive at her, before releasing it. Purple blasts of magical energy were released, flying through the air at the Red Princess. While they weren't the most damaging attacks... they weren't meant to be. She was launching suppressive fire, more aiming to drive her back and away, while the golems got to work.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:67|Starfall Omen (67)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Starfall Omen watches as the fight between Nanoha, Deathscythe, and Firefly begins. If no one pays any attention to her, maybe Omen can make her way to the Jewel Seed. While Nanoha's bombardment is going off, Starfall gets an idea. Nightmare Chain transforms into a two handed cannon on her silent command. Quickly a multitude of relatively thin but ''numerous'' shields appear around Starfall, covering her from multiple directions and layering one on top of the next.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A nicer person might consider shielding Firefly and Fate, but... villain.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Starfall rushes towards the window, leaving a trail of bright red in the sky. It's hard not to notice her or where she's going. Some of Nanoha's bombardment smashes into the shields, breaking one after another, with Nightmare Chain pushing to its limit to rearrange and reform the magical white circular shields to cover up the ever-increasing holes in her defenses.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Some of it gets through. It can't be helped. The first hit fills Omen with terror, and she freezes up for just a moment, but the familiar darkness inside her urges her on regardless. She's just going to have to be brave enough to take whatever hits get through, no matter how much they batter her and toss her around. An dark void which seems to radiate the feelings of predatory hunger surrounds Starfall allowing her device to protect her just a little bit more.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Even with all her defenses, that little child has this much power...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm135&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm230&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Untergangsflamme &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She lifts up her rifle-like device and squeezes the trigger, unleashing a steady stream of shots covered in black fire. Omen's shooting at the window, or more precisely at the wall that the widow is on, trying to make a wider entrance and destroy whatever cover the Jewel Seed monster might have. She holds her fire once Riventon goes inside, and follows in after him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Can you contain it?&amp;quot; she asks in a cold tone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa is not here. She sent the goons to go get what she wants. (Goons may include Fate and friends.). She's safe somewhere else. Maybe watching through magical monitors. Who knows. Maybe she's eating cake. (No she isn't doing that either.)&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The two golems keep shooting 'shoot barrets' into the air at Nanoha to keep anti-air fire on her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A golem gets smacked by an exploding green gem from The Red Princess and gets flung to the ground by the blast. It gets up slowly and mechanically before it starts returning fire at Runealy.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;One of the Golems detects The Culinary Guardian, shoot barrets- orbs of energy that are flung- start peppering his general area soon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Jewel Seed, the giant blob of energy that's formed around it ''screams'' something horrible as dark youma-like creatures attack it, it lashes out with strange dark tentacles, the same ones it's using to infect the various electronics in the data center into the youmas, and the entering two mages.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Whatever this thing is, it's angry now if it wasn't before. It knows you're there now and it seems to be reacting like a feral creature backed into a corner now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|The Red Princess (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A name. The princess hears a real name this time. Not 'Deathscythe', but 'Fate'. It is a name she is too distant to make much comment on right now, but she now has a ''real name'' to go on when trying to learn more about Fate's situation.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She spots Riventon for a moment, wanting to pursue him... but Firefly has other plans. The princess ''almost'' spots the glaive blasts in time. &amp;quot;Hmm?!&amp;quot; A startled shout as her boot-wings glow and begin to boost her backwards in mid-fall... an evasion that is a split-second too late.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She manages to avoid a direct hit from all of Firefly's blasts, but the first catches her cleanly in the ribs and draws a hurt cry! The princess lands on her feet, but wobbling - narrowly avoiding falling over on the sidewalk. The rest of Firefly's shots miss, but the one that hit clearly had an effect. Enough of one to make the princess stare at her. &amp;quot;Your weapon is not like the others I have seen in Tokyo - it resembles one a Knight would use, yet you are clearly not one of my sworn friends. I cannot even fathom who I am outnumbered by, nor for what purpose. If you wish to avoid a battle, then parley with me and explain yourself. I shall listen and be considerate! I... wh?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She is interrupted mid-speech by her other attacker. The princess' boot-wings flare again, as she leaps aside from the golem's attacks. One clips her in the ankle, but she endures it with a wince and takes aim. &amp;quot;And tell your companion to cease this at once, if you wish to be heard! I will not entertain peace talks while I am under assault!&amp;quot; Then she launches another wand-orb, though this one splits apart in mid-air to send a wide spray of emerald sparkles at the golem.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:47|Nanoha Takamachi (47)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Nanoha Takamachi is avoiding fire from the golems and heard Firefly's pleas but she frowns. &amp;quot;I'm not...backing down!&amp;quot; she says with determination...&amp;quot;, but all this leaves her open to attacks from Fate as she ''speeds'' up and swipes at her. She throws a round shield and Fate impacts it----&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And it just shatters, as Fate cuts into Nanoha, tearing at her barrier jacket, her armor as she 'nrgs!' in midair- the shield mitigating very little- but enough that she isn't put out immediatly--- but she quickly speeds upwards, aiming Raising Heart as she calls out. &amp;quot;Divine Shooter...!&amp;quot; four pink orbs forming around her as she fires them off all at once, homing a little as she then squeezes hard at the pistol grip...&amp;quot;Fate..Testorossa?&amp;quot; she says. That's... a more proper name. Right?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;F-Fate-chan if you're so sorry we don't need to fight! We have to stop that Jewel Seed, look at what it's ''doing''...&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Think of what it can do in the wrong hands we... we need to stop it, now!&amp;quot; she pleads.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Yuuno can only watch at this distance. &amp;quot;Nanoha-chan...&amp;quot; he says lightly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:50|Guardian Sukiyaki (50)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;There's no way to tell who's who in this fight, not when Ren is utterly clueless as to the players on the field. He's frozen, unsure of what to do, wanting to assist the outnumbered Nanoha out of instinct but unable to trust himself to have the right of things.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;After all, hers was the first attack he saw. He can't know for sure who the good guys and the bad guys are in this situation...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;At least until one of them starts firing at him, and it's only quick reflexes that prompt him to jump out of the way of the energy orbs that are thrown his way. Well, that's as good a way as any to figure out who to attack, so he rebounds off the wall of a taller building and aims himself towards the golem that's attacking him, sword coming around in a heavy arc in an attempt to cut the golem in half!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Once he's landed, he looks over to the Red Princess fighting another one of the golems and calls out, &amp;quot;Hey, do you have any idea what's going on here? What these things are?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her speech is, at least, reassuring enough to convince him that she's a good guy. After all, she's talking about peace and all that!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Just as he opens his mouth to inquire further, that scream sounds. Ren flinches and looks up to the massive hole in the wall of the nearby data center. &amp;quot;Or what that is?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:39|Firefly (39)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Firefly gasped when she hit the other girl. Oh no. No no. Was she okay? Was she hurt? Did she--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;But the girl WAS okay. She let out a sigh of relief upon seeing the girl was okay. &amp;quot;I... I am Firefly. Magical Girl Firefly. My companions and I, we...&amp;quot; Though, the talk was... it made her pause. A knight? She wasn't a... knight. She was...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She shook her head, eying the woman. If she was really willing to listen then... She had to try! This was exactly the kind of thing that she was training for! However, when the princess launched an attack on the golem, she dove down. Intersparsing herself between the two, she tried to swing and knock it away...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Only for it to split apart into a spray of sparkles. She shrieks, her device forming a barrier around in barely in time, but it crumbles quickly. While the blow is reduced, some of the blasts slash across her arms and legs, leaving dark marks across her body and making her stumble back. She manages to remain standing, supporting herself by digging her glaive into the ground by the handle. She looks back at the golem. &amp;quot;S-stand down, I'll handle her. Go... go help the others,&amp;quot; she said before looking to Red Princess.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y-you want a parley? Very well. Those... things? In that building? Are dangerous. They need to be contained and recovered carefully. If they're not, they can go out of control and create a lot of damage. We're trying to contain them. However, we cannot allow them to fall into the hands of just anyone.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Firefly took another deep breath before readying her glaive. &amp;quot;I don't... want to hurt you. We don't want to hurt you. So please. Don't try and force your way through. This is for your own good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There was a lot of sadness, when she said that though. She told the golem to stand down... but honestly... she didn't expect the other girl to stand down. Especially when Ren joined her. She glanced back towards the screaming thing before cringing. &amp;quot;And that, right there, is why we need people to stay away from it. Riventon-senpai CAN contain it and stop it from hurting people. But he needs people to NOT interfere. So please... stand down. Please? Please... I don't... want to hurt you...&amp;quot; she said, her hands shaking when she stared at the two of them.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She could do this. She had to do this. She had to protect them. Even if it meant hurting them. She would NOT let them down AGAIN!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She's not backing down.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Then there simply is no choice.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Though even Fate winces when she cleaves through Nanoha's shield and into the girl. Though Nanoha opens fire once again, Fate's free hand forms a circular spell sigil; a shield with which she swats aside several of the homing bullets intended to shoot her down, albeit in Nanoha's self defense.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;When the smoke clears, there's another scorch on her Barrier Jacket. Was it skill or a testament to Nanoha's luck that she scored such a hit?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Regardless, Fate pauses ever so briefly at the girl's plea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Jewel Seed is running rampant... But she can hopefully put her faith in Riventon and Starfall Omen to handle the Lost Logia while Firefly tends to the other two interlopers and she fends off this girl.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Slowly, Fate turns to actually look at Nanoha; to look at her, not through her. And the blonde sighs.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She sounds so tired. And there's a painful weight in the scarlet gaze that glowers at Nanoha; a deep and profound sadness behind those vivid, half-lidded, burgundy eyes.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I must bring it back to mother.&amp;quot; She says, conviction returning to her voi&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ e.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;chy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[SIR.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche pings, the stoic Device's support bolstering the girl's slowly chipping morale.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She does not want to hurt this girl.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Hurting this girl is far from her intended goal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Hurting this girl is the last thing on Earth that Fate wants to do.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Mother is God in the eyes of a child.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And the pain that glistens in those silent red eyes becomes more palpable than ever.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;For mother's sake... I'll do anything.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It is with this renewed resolve that Fate closes her eyes, a multitude of spell circles forming at her sides, shifting in shape into countless golden gleaming arrows of electric light.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[PHOTON LANCER: PHALANX SHIFT.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche announces as she readies her spell.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Even if it means shooting you down.&amp;quot; She says, resolve fully returned.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And thusly, like a general upon the field of battle, she raises her Device. And swiftly lowers it, heralding the beginning of the assault.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Fire.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[FIRE!]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Unloading a massive fusillade of countless bullets in Nanoha's direction.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Forgive me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Riventon's not entirely sure his device is up to the task of sealing it. Axion's been on the fritz for a little bit and doesn't seem to be reacting well to being in the presence of the Jewel Seed. Therefore...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Naturally.&amp;quot; he responds to Starfall's question. Worst case, he figures he'll pummel the heck out of this thing to make it passive, and then trade places with Fate.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Each of Riventon's hastily-created Youma dissolve on contact with an attack aimed against them - they're not true creatures, just manifestations of force, youma shaped but truly closer to the orbs other Device Mages might summon. They do, however, help soak the rage of the &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:reature.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;c#00CCFA&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;RUNDEN SCHILD.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; His device calls in a female voice as a circular shield just like the other Midchildans can create erupts in front of his hand to shield him from the creature's rage - even if the words were Belkan.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Wait, if you're here...&amp;quot; he says, pausing to look at Starfall Omen. &amp;quot;Well, there's still the golems.&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Still should be to our advantage out there...&amp;quot; And then his device pings as the Cullinary Guardian enters the battle, and Firefly's device reaches out to his. &amp;quot;...nevermind. Okay let's deal with this quickly. The ones out there may be in dire situations soon and that means we'd have exposed backs while we fight whatever the hell this is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FA7D00&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;SCHATTENSCHLAG.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; his device calls out, in a more masculine voice, and several sweeping black lines of energy rip through the air at the cornered Jewel-Seed Creature. &amp;quot;Just go down, you freak. Sounds like I'll have business outside soon.&amp;quot; he says to the animalistic intelligence, wincing when he hears what he's pretty sure is Firefly's shriek, but relying on her and her Device.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:67|Starfall Omen (67)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well that sure ''looks'' like a Lost Logia,&amp;quot; says Starfall with a hint of resignation. This is now a thing that she will have to deal with. At least she won't be alone, and at least it wont be her problem afterwards. If someone else in Obsidian wants to deal with ancient artifacts of questionable safety, then the eventual backfire will just lead to a potential promotion for Starfall later.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Who has time for diplomacy right now?&amp;quot; she grumbles out loud, after hearing Runealy's words.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Jewel Seed's dark tendrils come after her, and her first notion is to step back and issue a command. &amp;quot;Claw Mode!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm135&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm230&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Ja Mutter &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Nightmare Chain shifts forms again, surrounding Omen's hands and making a set of three claws on each hand. Is she planning on getting close enough to fight? Well, not quite.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm135&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm230&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Dichtungsketten &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The claws lengthen and turn into long, black cable chains covered in a red glow. As Lana swings her arms, the chains lash out like whips at the Jewel Seed's dark tendrils. The first two lashes are meant to keep the chaotic magic away, but the third is meant to strike the blob of darkness that the Lost Logia is covered in, glowing white and wrapping around the out of control artifact. If the bind sticks, Starfall will start draining energy through the chains. She has no idea how bad this idea probably is, but she's about to find out.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;If it gets too bad out there, I'll go,&amp;quot; she offers to Riventon, raising her voice above the chaos currently surrounding them. &amp;quot;The sooner we claim this thing the sooner we can help resolve things out there.&amp;quot; Does she actually believe that he can seal this thing for real? Maybe, maybe not. She'll be sure to blame him later if they fail, though.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Golems continue their assault on Nanoha, the Culinary Guardian and Runealy, they don't respond to diplomacy, they're more like magical dumb youma. They can't be reasoned with, not like this. Precia would most likely need to stop them herself and she's too busy now monitoring the whole mess as much as she can. THe networking is on the fritz now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The golem hit by the culinary guardian goes down, leaving nine of them left, and one of the others pick up the attacking slack for the other, aiming weak shoot barrets at the Culinary Guardian now, along with another, as he now has to contend with two of them.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Two others now attack Runealy, as the attack against them get intercepted by Firefly, leaving them unharmed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Jewel Seed, meanwhile, screeches inhumanly as it's smacked by various attacks, it starts to retreat into itself, forming a stronger 'blob' of darkness around it, trading attacks for defense as lines of black rake into it, as it's energy is drained it screams again, the blob growing slightly smaller little by little. It's a good idea it looks like.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The energy probably tastes very spicy though.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|The Red Princess (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Red Princess calls to Guardian Sukiyaki, &amp;quot;I have not even the faintest of ideas which factions are clashing, nor their motives!&amp;quot; This is an incredibly formal, archaic way of saying 'no idea.'&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then she calls out Starfall Omen with a defensive, haugthy rebuke: &amp;quot;A minute of parley may yet spare us from five minutes of battle, and save any among us from actions we could never take back!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Firefly shields a golem, drawing a raised eye from the princess... who responds to the raised glaive by aiming her wand at Firefly. This is probably not what is meant by 'gunpoint diplomacy', but she does not attack. &amp;quot;Firefly, then? If you speak true, if you endeavor to end the chaos and screaming and danger, then request our aid and h--&amp;quot; She is interrupted by the golems resuming their attack. Rune's boot-wings glow, launching her into the air over the barrage. &amp;quot;I will have no more of your deceptions! You call for peace, all while your companions assault us!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She begins glide-descending toward Guardian Sukiyaki. &amp;quot;With me, then! We shall end this treachery side by side!&amp;quot; While moving to 'form up' with him, the princess spins in mid-air to aim at Firefly. Her wand grows another orb, launching it at Firefly. Unlike the previous one, this orb stays intact in mid-flight... it will explode into an emerald mist against whatever it strikes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:47|Nanoha Takamachi (47)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Nanoha Takamachi eyes go very wide when Fate summons up a fusillade of countless bullets. She raaises a round shield... she raises countless of them around her but she only blocks very few. Many, many get through and pepper her, heavily.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;All Yunno can do is watch as Nanoha gets shot from the sky, she looses flight capability and she starts falling towards the ground- she ''gasps''...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Yuuno quickly waits until Nanoha falls close enough to cast starfall. a midchildian spell circle quickly forming around the ferret as Nanoha's quick descent suddenly slows considerably and instead of a dramatical smash into a roof, it's more like a general 'oomph' onto the rooftop Yuuno is on top of as Nanoha is knocked clear out of the sky.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Nanoha winces and has her eyes closed. She opens them slowly when she realizes she isn't smashed through a roof. She hops back up and frowns up at Fate, hard. &amp;quot;Yuuno-kun.... thank you.&amp;quot; she says, looking down to the Ferret.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She looks down to Raising Heart. &amp;quot;Do you still have that long range targeting vector I asked for...?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She asks, breathing hard and in ain. Raising Heart Resonds. c+ink&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm201&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Yes, Master!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; c+ink&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; says Raisinbg Heart. She aims at Fate and closes her eyes, &amp;quot;Divine...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;c+ink&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm201&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Divine...&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; c+ink&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; she then calls out &amp;quot;...BUSTER!&amp;quot; c+ink&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm201&amp;quot;&amp;gt;BUSTER!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; c+ink&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; and the mage fires off a blast of powerful, sudden energy as she shakes, trying to keep upright... but near the end, she merely collapses onto her knee. She's spent. She's in pain. She might need to concede this one.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;But she has to 'try'. Even... even if it means missing classes tomorrow because she's so sore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:50|Guardian Sukiyaki (50)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Dodge left! Duck! Juke right! Sukiyaki is doing everything he can to avoid those energy spheres being thrown his way by the golems. With two of them focused on him, he hardly has time to even think about attacking in return.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The screeching makes him seize up, enough for one of the energy blasts to catch him off-guard and throw him to the side, though he catches himself by digging his blade into the asphalt to slow his momentum so he can get his feet underneath himself.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well sounds like we're both in the same--&amp;quot; This is when the translucent spirit guide that has been floating its way over from allllll the way up on that rooftop finally makes it to Ren. &amp;quot;The strange energy I detected is up there! Why are you fighting these creatures?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Which, oh my god Umeboshi, read the room. Ren gets hit in the stomach with another energy barret while he's turning to respond, though this time he absorbs the shot with an oof and gets pushed back a few feet yet still remains standing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He nods up to the Red Princess and adjusts his grip on his sword, the purpose of which becomes clear when he attempts to use his sword baseball-bat style to slam the flat face of it into a golem and send it careening up towards Firefly!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:39|Firefly (39)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Firefly let out a sigh of relief. Good. They could be reasoned with. She was--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And then the golems started firing. Dang it! She turned to face them. &amp;quot;I said cease! Stop firing! Pause! Stop! Reboot! Disable!&amp;quot; she yelled.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#7D2374&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;Behind!&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her devices cry went. That strange, vile sounding voice once more going off. She turned in time to see the blast. Her glaive struck out, attempting to deflect it. &amp;quot;It's not--&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Only for it to explode. She was enveloped in the emerald mist. She let out a stunned, pained cry... right before one of the golems struck her. The blow hit hard, her device trying to shield her, but unable to fully. She lay there, under the damaged golem... A few tears going down her face. She tried to protect them. She WANTED to protect them. WHY WOULDN'T ANY OF THEM LISTEN TO HER?!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The golem, a moment later, hit the ground around her... cleaved in half. Firefly, bruised, bleeding from at least three different places, her suit torn and burned... and her right arm... sparking? Slightly? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Fine. FINE!&amp;quot; she yelled. She then took off, flying AT them. That was something she hadn't done before... and when they were side by side, she slashed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Her glaive streaked through the air, leaving a wave of dark purple magic in the air. More than that, though, while her blasts before had been slightly painful, the swing of her glaive was far, far more dangerous. Many, many times more powerful than her long ranged blasts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Far more than Firefly had intended. She didn't swing a second time, the realization hitting her on what she had just done... and possibly could have done... Losing control like that. She hesitated, leaving herself wide open.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Photon Lancer is one of Fate Testarossa signature spells. Phalanx Shift amplifies its power by increasing the spell's volume considerably. She is sure- no she's certain that even if this girl is able to weather her assault, Nanoha will not be able to continue fighting afterwards.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is... Not quite correct in that assumption as Nanoha falls from the sky... Fate begins to turn away- to turn towards her goal, the Jewel Seed and the others.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[SIR!]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It is Bardiche's warning that saves her in the end. Head turning back to the fallen pigtailed girl to see the pillar of pink light on a direct course coming right for her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Gh...!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Snapping her hand up, Fate raises a round shield of golden light from her fingertips, the light cracking like glass on the heavy impact of the spell slamming into it, her glove searing away, fingertips burning as she funnels more of her strength and sheer will and determination into her shield.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yet still, it shatters like a smashed windshield.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Even then, Fate's reflexes carry her, jinking aside at the last second, the beam only grazes her. But what a graze it is as she's launched spiralling away from the impact, teeth clenched as she slams into the wall of the nearby building, stunned for a beat with a low hiss of pain. It takes her a second to recover, and when she does, she peels herself from the side of the building.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;... She can't possibly have anything left in her...&amp;quot; Muttered under her breath.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[LUCKY SHOT.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche says, resentfully.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It takes her a moment to survey the scene, however.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Firefly is battling both The Red Princess and the Culinary Guardian... Fate makes a snap decision; lancing down from her height at breakneck speed. Her intent is simple.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She intends to come from out of nowhere with that gleaming scythe of hers and catch Sukiyaki from behind with a vicious slash from a blind angle as Firefly lunges in and, perfectly reasonably, attacks the two with her glaive, before Fate lands, cape fluttering behind her gently as she pants softly, exhaustion and pain beginning to set in, through the adrenalin. But...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Firefly won't be so wide open with her kouhai right there to watch her back, now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Riventon, at least, is getting a flood of data from 'two' devices; while he does genuinely want Firefly to be in good shae and whatever her inner monster is controlled, the weaon she's wielding doesn't come without its own benefits to his research, either. It's art of the reason he's able to focus on the fight inside, without being too distracted by wanting to see what's going on, outside. Internally, to his device, he asks 'Can we seal this thing?' to which it relies verbally c#00CCFA&amp;amp;lt;LIKELY.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Good enough for me.&amp;quot; Takashi says aloud. And then he turns to Starfall.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;It's working, but it's not working fast enough.&amp;quot; he grumbles. &amp;quot;Fate has things under control but I'm not sure about Firefly. Either give this thing one hell of a blast, drain it dry, or give the ones outside some support, if you would? Either way we need to spend less time in here or buy more time to spend. And I *can* seal this thing.&amp;quot; If it was likely according to his device, then he could do it. He would do it. Because he was exceptional. Turning impossible to doable and likely to guaranteed. At least in his own head.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Magic circles in urle-blue erut beneath him. &amp;quot;I'll break through your defenses and cature you, relic. Nothing escaes my desire.&amp;quot; c#FA7D00&amp;amp;lt;ZERSPLITTERN STECHEN!&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; the device calls, as a giant spectral almost-maw of Dark Energy with sharp gleaming teeth erupts into being and flies over to the Jewel Seed, snapping down on it with a burse of energy and an attempt to rip through the barrier by gnashing repeatedly at it. But his focus on it is distracted by the sudden burst of warnings from Firefly's device. And then, Fate is there to help. He doesn't have to be. Not yet. Just a little longer. Just a little more. Get the Jewel Seed. Record the data. Give the rock to the scary lady. Process the information. Just a little more.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:67|Starfall Omen (67)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The energy drain seems to be working, which encourages Starfall in a way, but... well, this is a Jewel Seed. You know she can't do that without a cost, right?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;That 'spicy' energy travels up her chains, through her arms, and into the dark being that lives inside of her. Voselle, the dark creature, loves every nibble of this chaotic energy, but he doesn't have to bear the pain of it. That burden lies solely on Starfall, and it's a damage she can't mitigate through a barrier jacket alone.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The painful energy pulsing through her arm causes skin to rip and bleed. It's bad and it hurts. Starfall almost lets go, but the passenger in her mind won't allow her to.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm135&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm124&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Essen &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; demands her device, telling her to keep eating. That's not the voice it was using before.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Are you serious right now?&amp;quot; protests Starfall.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm135&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm124&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ESSEN! &amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Despite all hardship, Starfall Omen draws even more, draining energy from an accelerated rate from the Jewel Seed. Will this calm it down? She can only hope. Otherwise this is a waste of her time and physical health, regardless of how Voselle feels about it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The magical chains themselves also take damage, links cracking and almost breaking, only to be immediately replaced by a dark facsimile. As long as the energy she burns is less than the energy she gets, it's a net profit, right?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Next time, she's delegating this part to a Perfect Bit or some other energy-draining youma, though.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Do the needful,&amp;quot; she shouts to Riventon, and resolves herself to holding it down for as long as it takes him to seal it. &amp;quot;We've almost got it. We can extract our allies after.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She's gonna make Obsidian cover her medical expenses one way or another after this.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa seems to not care about a cease fire. The golems keep firing, even as one is launched up into Firefly and destroyed. They continue to attack The Culinary Guardian and the Princess as shot barrets continue to be flung into the air.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa frowns and taps her monitor screen. That brown haired child... who was she. That girl... she makes some notes as she continues her monitoring.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Still, the fight against the Jewel Seed continues before the dark maw chops into it and Starfall Omen keep draining energy, it screams something horrid before the relic finally fully retreats into itself and falls out of the screen. It however, begins vibrating across the floor. Someone outta seal it before it tries to take off through a wall or something. Or through one of the two mages in the room.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;The Jewel Seed is now sealable!&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Golems are continuing their mindless assault while this is going down, attacking the things that aren't obvious Obsidian agents.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|The Red Princess (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The princess raises an eye at Umeboshi's arrival, but becomes less worried when Sukiyaki seems to be having a discussion - one-sided or not - instead of attacking anyone.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Sukiyaki strikes a golem in spectacular fashion, and Runealy offers immediate praise and encouragement: &amp;quot;Wonderful! Continue your assault!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Any further comments are cut off by Firefly's charge. The princess tenses up with a startled gasp, trying to boost-jump backwards from the glaive assault... and in the end, has to swing her staff at Firefly's own weapon as a last-ditch parry. This works, insofar as it means Firefly does not cut the princess apart. It does, however, sacrifice the wand to Firefly's blade - it is sliced through, then evaporates into white and gold sparkle-mist!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When Firefly hesitates in the aftermath of this assault, the princess does likewise with wide eyes, realizing what almost happened... but her mother's advice, oft-repeated over the years, rings in Rune's head: 'Hesitation while facing demons may well end in an innocent person's demise!' This scenario isn't quite what the late queen meant to apply that teaching to, but it snaps Rune back into action regardless.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She reaches inside her dress' bow, pulling out a smaller, ruby-tipped wand and aiming at Firefly. She fires, sending a thin and sparkling red ray at her... foe? Would-be ally? Firefly's behavior is confusing the princess, and she errs on the side of not wanting to be cut apart by the glaive - opting to strike first. All of this occurs even as Fate arrives, meaning there is simply no chance for the princess to call out a warning to Sukiyaki.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;What also happens at the same time as that is the golems continuing their attack, and this time their barrage connects cleanly; Rune is struck in the side, and driven to a knee by the blows!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:47|Nanoha Takamachi (47)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Nanoha Takamachi frowns and looks to Yuuno. &amp;quot;Come on Yuuno, we... we need to leave now..&amp;quot; she says, watching Fate leave. &amp;quot;Fate-chan...&amp;quot; she says to herself. A name. A name for those sad eyes. She takes off and leaves a sudden pink contrail, leaving the scene. She could continue for longer, but... she ''is'' outnumbered now. She could take on Fate longer. But what if one of these others joined in. She'd be beat.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;So it's better to run. She doesn't like it. But...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She doesn't have much of a choice. She'll probably be sore tomorrow. Missed Classes. Arisa and Sukuza more worried.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Oh she's defiantly seeing the counselor soon. She won't like it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:50|Guardian Sukiyaki (50)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The golems remaining get a sweeping glance by Ren, a rough headcount of those yet still on the battlefield.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A grimace forms on his face, one of determination more than hesitance, and the Culinary Guardian tightens his hold on his sword. But then the golems and their energy spheres are the last thing he needs to worry about.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Something in Ren's head tells him it's better to dodge than deflect Firefly's attack. Call it the beginnings of battle instinct, or just plain old common sense, but whatever it is, he listens to it. His knees lock as he pushes hard against the ground, leaping up and out of the way of that deadly glaive strike and its accompanying magic.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He lands some meters away, breathing hard moreso from panic than actual exertion yet thanks to his magic-infused constitution.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Only the timely yell from Umeboshi of &amp;quot;Suki watch out!&amp;quot; saves him from Fate's sneak attack, but he still takes the slash to his unprotected back as he desperately tries to twist out of the way. It cuts through the fabric of his kimono, leaving a line of red across his now-exposed skin as he cries out in pain, just one sharp &amp;quot;Ah!&amp;quot; before he bites down on his lower lip.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Even still, he's not out of the fight just yet! He hefts his sword into a defensive position, wincing with one eye closed as he does so, but turning to face Fate. &amp;quot;Okay, let's do this... Boiling Broth Torrent!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sukiyaki's blade slices through the air, gleaming, and a wave of steaming-hot broth emerges from it to rush towards Fate!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:40|Takashi Agera (40)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Riventon drops the control of the maw, which dissapates into wispy fog, the moment the Jewel Seed becomes a Jewel Seed again. &amp;quot;Cover me!&amp;quot; he shouts to... well, likely to Starfall, but it's kind of just a general order, or expectation, as he runs over to the Jewel Seed and outstretches his arm.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#00CCFA&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;SEALING...&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#FA7D00&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;VERSIEGELUNG...&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#00CCFA&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;SEALING...&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; ... his device calls, as black chains encircle the Jewel Seed and his hand shakes furiously as he tries to contain the power of the Jewel Seed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I can't... I can't seal it here... But... I can seal it... somewhere I'm more powerful!&amp;quot; he says, his eyes lighting up. &amp;quot;Axion, tell the girls to back off, I'll have this. I'll deliver it to Precia as soon as I'm back. Make sure the two girls get out safe, Starfall, and I'll give you maximal credit for this, I'll say all I did was seal it!&amp;quot; Takashi reaches out and grasps the Jewel seed in his hand and... seems to regret that very quickly, screaming out. &amp;quot;Screw you, stupid glowing rock!&amp;quot; he shouts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And then, a few moments of shaking hand-grip later and he's ''jumped into the Dusk Zone with it''.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Back in the Dusk Zone, his device immediately finishes and absorbs the seed, romtly reorting. c#3877C9&amp;amp;lt;Verinnerlichte, Nummer Neun.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Hmmm, I wonder how long I can say it took to get back to Obsidian from this very off course Dusk Jum? Gotta buy me at least an hour to study this thing...&amp;quot; he mumbles to himself. &amp;quot;... oh, and excellent acting, Axion.&amp;quot; c#00CCFA&amp;amp;lt;Vielen Dank, Meister.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; it replies.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:67|Starfall Omen (67)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As the Jewel Seed turns passive, Lana withdraws her chains and takes a step back. Leaving Riventon to handle that ''thing'', she breathes heavily and tries to recover. She uses her device to contact Fate and Hotaru.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Riventon is sealing the Lost Logia now. We've got what we came for. Pull back!&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She does not even mention her wounds, or the blood dripping down her left arm. Starfall can't afford to show weakness this early. Earlier, when that painful energy was coursing through her, she almost did. The device mage stands up straight, her left arm twitching slightly from the shock. She pulls her jacket-cape over her shoulder to cover it up, then turns towards the hole she made in the wall.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm pulling out soon, too,&amp;quot; she says to Riventon. &amp;quot;That thing is your problem now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With that, she raises another series of white, circular slowly spinning barriers. They cover the hole in the wall and a little bit of extra, making sure that Riventon has the privacy he needs to finish sealing the Jewel Seed. When he suddenly portals out, she tsks. &amp;quot;Well, that's that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With a burst of red mana, Starfall immediately flies over to the girls. Standing behind Firefly and Fate, she raises another series of shields, this time with a tinge of darkness around them, between them and The Red Princess and Gaurdian Sukiyaki. Nanoha seems to be fleeing, so Starfall doesn't pursue.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She doesn't mind shielding them this time. If she gets full credit, that might mean more energy for her, right? She's sure it will, one way or another.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;It's done,&amp;quot; she shouts to Firefly and Fate. &amp;quot;Riventon has the Lost Logia. Let's go.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A blue portal opens behind her, showing her subspace beyond. It's not the dusk zone, but it has its own horrors and is a lot more cramped.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:78|Precia Testarossa (78)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa will deliver a glowing personnel review of everyone involved here today, to their actual superiors. It'll include words like 'compotent' and 'valued asset'. This will be a good thing to have on file when it comes time for promotions later. If your superiors care about such things. Or something to burn when you mess up.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Precia Testarossa WILL have something to say about the delay it takes to get to her. But it'll be...in person. Later. Riventon will have his hour at least to study the thing, without incident.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Golems, however, stop fighting and start to melt back into the ground in sudden spell circles, much like they we're summoned.. when the action is completed. They are merely gone and no longer an issue.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Everything is quiet now, and it seems the goons she sent are now on the retreat. The goons being Riventon, Starfall, Fate, Firefly, etc, etc.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:39|Firefly (39)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Firefly let out a sigh of relief, though. They were okay. They were both okay. This was why she had to stick to gentle attacks. The relief turned to worry when suddenly BAM! She was blasted. While the attack was softer than the others... her device wasn't able to shield her this time. It hit her in the stomach and she stumbled backwards, falling to one knee and digging her glaive into the ground. It hurt. It hurt so much.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A few tears started to fall down her face. She didn't WANT to do this anymore. Why did they have to keep FIGHTING? Why couldn't they--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Her eyes went wide when her kohai was suddenly being bombarded by BOILING BROTH! She tried to get up, only to stumble and fall forward, wincing when she landed on her stomach. &amp;quot;O-ow...&amp;quot; she whined, giving a soft sniffle.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;F-Fate-chan!&amp;quot; she yelled out. &amp;quot;G-get away from her!&amp;quot; she yelled, not that she could keep fighting. She was hurt, exhausted. Her right arm was sparking. Her device was exhausted. She... she had to keep going. They had to... She, for the first time, started to reach into that dark energy inside her... Maybe if she stopped fighting it and--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then her device made an alert. &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#7D2374&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;Objective achieved. Jewel Seed retrieved.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her device then playing the message from Starfall.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;They... they'd done it. They'd done it! She gulped before calling out. &amp;quot;Kohai! We're leaving!&amp;quot; she called out.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Though, how, she didn't know... And then Starfall answered it for her. Suddenly, the girl was there.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With the barriers up, she... weakly climbed to her feet, as it was more 'climbing' than standing at this point. And hobbled away.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;However... her eyes fell on the blood dripping down her arm... and... honestly?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;None of this really made her happy. She was happy she succeeded. It... hurt. But there was osmething she could do. Something... genuinely good. As she passed Starfall, she reached out and grabbed her arm. There was a momentary flight of light coursing over her... and the bleeding wound would close.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It was a small thing, it wasn't like she could heal severe injuries in her state. But it was something genuinely good, something she COULD feel good about... Before she just... more... fell through the portal, rather than walked through it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:48|Fate Testarossa (48)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Scoring a successful hit is a small victory. But it is not the victory Fate seeks here. And once she's landed at Firefly's side she stares down Sukiyaki and The Red Princess with tired scarlet eyes.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Only for a torrent of scalding broth to come flying at her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Gh...!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Fate's hand snaps up, a shield spell spreading from her fingers. But she's tired and hurt. The hot steaming broth comes licking around the sides and over the top of her shield, burning her arms as she weathers the attack as best she can while backing up.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;They have what they came for. There's no more need for this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy&amp;quot;&amp;gt;[SIR.]&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Bardiche pings at her when Starfall Omen delivers the news, and a tired, burned, Fate goes following after her and Firefly into the portal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sigh.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She can't go home to Arf smelling like meat broth.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:67|Starfall Omen (67)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Starfall watches as Firefly passes by her without a word. She wasn't a healer or a savior by any means, but she had the ability to protect herself and, sometimes, her allies. When Firefly reaches out to touch her, the darkness inside Starfall starts to recoil and almost... shift inside of her, away from the healing magic. To the young girl's credit, Starfall's wounds do close. The bleeding stops, and it feels a bit better. This kind of magical first aid is probably the best she could hope for in a place like this. Starfall makes a mental note of Firefly's power, while Voselle nervously insists that Starfall stay away.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Shut up, she says mentally. You got your energy. I'm getting my healing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The dark passenger quiets down. It's her partner, not her boss.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Starfall backs into the blue portal. She had intended to abandon these two girls, thinking that they could retreat on their own, but perhaps Riventon was right to cut a deal with her. Once the three of them are through, Starfall closes the portal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Later, she'll make sure that everyone gets to where they need to go safely, and also make sure that they don't see anything in subspace that they shouldn't. For now, she's just glad to be gone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:42|The Red Princess (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The princess regains her feet as the golems cease to be, aiming again at Firefly...and realizing it might not be necessary. First, Firefly seems to be exhausted - and that strange sparking is worrying, too.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Firefly announces a retreat. The princess is able to immediately restrain the urge to give chase. &amp;quot;Do not pursue!&amp;quot; It is advice meant for Guardian Sukiyaki, though she is unsure whether he even needed to hear it or not. &amp;quot;Either they truly are hurt and we need not hound them further, or this would be an ambush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Her wand lowers, then disappears when it seems the retreat is genuine - Firefly's allies really are leaving. &amp;quot;I... still have not even the slightest of ideas what purpose this battle served.&amp;quot; She looks aside to Sukiyaki, standing with a notable lean to her torso after the blows she has taken. &amp;quot;Are you... at least not greviously injured, I hope?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:50|Guardian Sukiyaki (50)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;That his attack is not a complete success doesn't seem to surprise the Culinary Guardian much, not now when he's already injured. He straightens up with a wince, which perhaps answers the Red Princess's question, even though Ren immediately shakes his head.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'll be fine,&amp;quot; he says as he leans the tip of his sword into the ground, letting it rest as he, himself, rests against it. With the golems gone and the bad guys portaling away, he allows himself a moment to just breathe.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But then there's Umeboshi, the floating bubble of spirit guidance, at his side. &amp;quot;We should go! You're going to need a big meal to take care of that cut.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;All Ren can do is repeat &amp;quot;I'm fine!&amp;quot; but he casts one last look over the princess, lifts his hand to offer her a lazy salute, and then leaps away, up to a nearby rooftop to make his escape. If he has to briefly kneel down and grimace through the pain once he's up there, well, best no one can see that.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Thanks for the team-up!&amp;quot; he calls down as a final goodbye.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Aki Kurosawa</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;LyricalRampage: Created page with &amp;quot;{{CharacterNew |NameOnMUSH=Aki Kurosawa |Char_id=24 |FullName=Aki Kurosawa |AKA=Cure Tide |Gender=Female |Origin=Pretty Cure |Grade=11 |Clubs=Dance |Series=Happiness Charge! P...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|NameOnMUSH=Aki Kurosawa&lt;br /&gt;
|Char_id=24&lt;br /&gt;
|FullName=Aki Kurosawa&lt;br /&gt;
|AKA=Cure Tide&lt;br /&gt;
|Gender=Female&lt;br /&gt;
|Origin=Pretty Cure&lt;br /&gt;
|Grade=11&lt;br /&gt;
|Clubs=Dance&lt;br /&gt;
|Series=Happiness Charge! Pretty Cure&lt;br /&gt;
|Groups=Radiant Heart Academy&lt;br /&gt;
|Chartype=OC&lt;br /&gt;
|Quote=&amp;quot;The joy that ripples across the ocean, Cure Tide!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|Profile=Aki Kurosawa is a young retail worker that helps out in her family's business- a coffee shop called 'Gullwing Coffee'. Her parents are absentee, always on their business trips. This led her to mostly help raise her baby sister, Haruna Kurosawa. Things we're decent enough until some Phantom Empire general attacked her coffee shop, and the two we're offered the chance to become Pretty Cure! Taking her magical duties seriously, her and her opposite personality sister helped fight the Phantom Empire and other threats as the 'Ocean Spray! Pretty Cure'. This changed the day Haruna Kurosawa went missing! Now Aki is desperately searching for her sister while trying her best to juggle school and her magical life.&lt;br /&gt;
|Skills=The Serious One To The Goofy One, Salsa Dancing, Beachcombing, Busy Busy Retail Worker!&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=16&lt;br /&gt;
|BloodType=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthday=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Likes=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|Dislikes=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|FavFood=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavFood=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|FavSubject=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
|LeastFavSubject=Fill Me Out!&lt;br /&gt;
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