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Egil watches Saint Clara go thru another episode,and while he wasn't as squeamish as the others Clara was clearly beyond even his level of insanity. He was glad he'd chosen not to appear in person. His new project was underway,and like her or not he needed Clara's funding.Other than that he kept as little contact with Clara as possible. He lets his thought projection walk out before deactivating his Holo cube.
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Texas, Maggs and Helena all watched helplessly as Saint Clara began her speech once the other Machinists had arrived. It was when she pulled her gun and began twirling it that Texas realized one of them was going to die. His heart raced and there was a ringing in his ears almost drowning out Saint Clara's voice. Almost. His eyes glanced quickly over at Maggs before looking back straight ahead. She still seemed petrified. If Texas hadn't known any better he would have thought Saint Clara used one of her abilities to freeze her in place. The only tell-tale sign that Maggs was not dead on her feet is that she twitched ever so slightly when Saint Clara raised her voice. Texas glanced over at Helena who was still staring at the ground, her fists clenched in anger. He understood Saint Clara's point and he couldn't deny that she was right. Still, someone way going to pay big and he was praying it wasn't him.

Each of the three flinched as Saint Clara pointed her gun at them, expecting the shot to come at any moment. When Saint Clara talked about an "obvious answer" Texas realized who she was going to shoot. Apparently Maggs did too. "Wa-" Texas began to yell. But Magg's hand suddenly shot out in a blur, covering his mouth and cutting him off immediately. Nobody told Saint Clara to "wait". Maggs had saved Texas's life by muffling him before he could finish: even he couldn't get away with yelling a command at Saint Clara in front of everyone. If Helena realized she was the target or not would never be known as she had no time to react before the crack of the gun and the bullet hitting her in the shoulder like a sledgehammer. She took several steps backwards from the force of the hit, her eyes wide with shock. She stared at Saint Clara, eyes wide as she threw Helena's excuse back in her face. Maggs lowered her hand and looked away as Saint Clara unleashed her full wrath on Helena. Each shot caused Helena to jerk and spasm as the rounds punched straight through her, leaving her riddled with smoking holes in her uniform and body. Maggs jerked every time one of Saint Clara's bullets grazed her as if she had been hit directly, but Texas did his best to stand still as bullets whizzed by him opening up cuts on his arms and one on his cheek. He didn't want to give Saint Clara any more pleasure out of this than she was already getting.

Helena stood wavering for a quick moment after the bullets stopped flying, leaving an even louder silence in their wake. "But...I...the hybrid..." whatever Helena was trying to say would never be finished as her perforated body fell backwards, collapsing on the ground with a dull *thud*. Blood slowly began to pool around Helena's body as she lay still.

Texas and Maggs stood still as Saint Clara expressed her enjoyment and then dismissed the "meeting". The two of them knew what was expected of them now; they'd seen it several times in other failures where there happened to be survivors of Saint Clara's disappointment. Maggs quickly bowed down, bending almost in half. "THANK YOU FOR SPARING ME SAINT CLARA PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR MY INCOMPETENCE!!" She yelled as if her life depended on it, squeezing her eyes shut like she was expecting to be shot again. She quickly straightened up after she finished and caught sight of one of the twins who walked up to her and patted her on the head. "Oh...h-hey..." she said in a tiny voice. Normally she would be a lot more bubbly but she was still a bit traumatized at the moment.

Texas took a bit longer, the brim of his hat still covered his eyes and his fists were still clenched in anger. Saint Clara knew that Helena was the only other girl Texas had been close to in The Machinist Order and he had no doubt that that had factored in, even if just a little, in Saint Clara's decision to blow her away. And of course there was always the extra amusement should we get from knowing Texas was furious with her but would still have to submit and humiliate himself in front of her, literally thanking her for what she had just done. Still, he knew in the back of his mind that he would get over Helena. She wasn't that important. Not important enough to get killed over, not important enough to fall out of Saint Clara's good graces and everything that came with. Still....it galled his pride that he had to do this and Saint Clara knew it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before kneeling slowly to the ground. "T....thank you for....sparing me, Saint Clara...." The second part was the hardest. "and....p...please f-forgive me for my.....incompetence..." he said finally, managing to at least sound sincere. He stood up slowly, still hiding his eyes from her. When one of the twins came up and hugged him he looked down at her, tussling her hair as she greeted him. "Hey sweetheart...go greet the visitors okay?" He said, trying to sound nice though his voice was still thick with anger. Unlike Maggs who took off as soon as she apologized, Texas stood rooted to the spot as the twin and the other Machinists began to leave. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do.

All the Machinists were quiet as Saint Clara spoke. It became clearer as she continued to talk that the three in front of them were in trouble due to their own failure. None of the other Machinist Officers in the room made any move as Saint Clara pulled out her gun and pointed it at each of the three accused. Each had their own reactions as Saint Clara began her execution of Helena.

The kitsune grit her teeth as she watched the display, though not because she was upset about what was happening to Helena. She was part of the team that went with Maggs, and the only reason she wasn't up there was because she was still technically in training and wasn't supposed to come before Saint Clara and give the report. She was the newest member of the Machinist Inner Circle. Either Saint Clara had forgotten about her completely or she was simply beneath Saint Clara's notice. Either way, she was glad for it and left as soon as Saint Clara dismissed them.

Naomi gasped, covering her nose and mouth with her hands as she watched Helena get executed. Naomi was one of the older members, though like Saint Clara she had had augmentations that kept her looking young despite her age. She hadn't known Helena that well though they'd talked a few times. Naomi watched with widened eyes as Helena died before hurrying out of the room as soon as she was dismissed.

The Link Slicer and his smaller companion watched wordlessly as well. The Link Slicer's reaction was impossible to tell due to his features, but his younger friend knew him well enough to know that he was as scared as she was. The girl watched the scene with widened eyes. She was newer to The Machinist Order, though not so new that she didn't know how things worked. She quickly recovered when Saint Clara dismissed them and turned on her heel, exiting with The Link Slicer following dutifully behind.

The girl with the camera was the only one who made a sound when Saint Clara began shooting. She had been watching wide-eyed the entire time, trying to take in as much of what was happening as possible. She was also one of the newer members and one of the few who was actually the age she looked. When Saint Clara pulled the trigger the girl literally jumped. "AH!" She yelled in fright, quickly covering her mouth and looking around hoping no one had noticed. As soon as Saint Clara dismissed them, the girl pulled out a pen and a yellow pad of paper and began scribbling down notes while she walked out, occasionally glancing back at Helena's body.

The second kitsune watched impassively as Saint Clara gave her speech. She was an older member like Naomi and had seen this a few times before. Unlike Naomi she was more comfortable with it and only flinched slightly when the shots came. She said nothing, hanging around by the back wall until Saint Clara had dismissed them before quietly slipping out.

The girl who was often known as "The Carve Lady" watched with seeming fascination as Saint Clara began shooting Helena, almost as if she were watching a how-to video. She absent-mindedly fingered her knifes as she watched, seeming almost disappointed when Helena finally died. She was about mid-range in the area of time spend with The Machinist Order. She'd been there longer than some, shorter than others. But she loved every minute of it. Like the brown haired girl, she lingered for a few moments after Saint Clara dismissed them, making sure to get a good mental image of Helena's dead body before she walked out.

The black wolf watched the execution silently. Its features were unable to been seen since its coat shifted constantly as if he were covered in liquid black flames. His bright red eyes and general form were the only two things that remained constant. As soon as Saint Clara dismissed them he turned and slowly padded out.

The girl in white gripped her sniper rifle nervously as she watched Saint Clara give her presentation and jumped when Saint Clara began shooting. She was a fairly new member though she'd been here longer than the brown-haired girl or the silver-haired kitsune. Though this was the first time she'd seen Saint Clara execute another Machinist up close. She watched wide-eyed throughout the entire spectacle, holding tightly to her sniper rifle as if it were a teddy bear that could protect her from monsters. She did her best not to hurry out of the throne room when Saint Clara dismissed them but she certainly didn't take her time leaving.

The silver-haired boy in the black suit looked away the entire time Saint Clara was giving her speech and only glanced back briefly at the execution. He was an older member and had seen this before as well. He stood silently while Saint Clara filled Helena with holes and gave no indication of his feelings the entire time. When Saint Clara dismissed The Machinists he turned and walked calmly out of the room.

The young girl dressed in black was ironically an older member as well. She did her best to suppress a smile while Saint Clara was talking. She'd gotten in trouble for it before, but she just loved hearing Saint Clara go off! Especially knowing what was coming next! She could see it in her leader's eyes; someone was going to die today! Right now! When Saint Clara began shooting Helena, she clapped her hand over her mouth. Though this was to cover up a giggle rather than a look of shock. She held her hand over her mouth the entire rest of the time, not trusting herself not to grin as she watched Helena crumple up and die. That was too funny! She merrily turned and practically skipped out the door when Saint Clara dismissed them. Her day had just been made.

Shelle Crystal and Mary Weiss remained standing by Saint Clara's throne as she sat back down, on her left and her right respectively. Shelle Crystal had not moved an inch or batted an eyelash when Saint Clara began shooting Helena: she had been there for most of these. In fact, she was literally always there for things like this since she was one of Saint Clara's two personal bodyguards and aides. Her expression betrayed no emotion or reaction as always and she merely stood by waiting for Saint Clara to give her any orders.

Mary Weiss, on the other hand, covered her mouth as well, barely suppressing a gasp. Her eyes widened in horror as she watched Saint Clara shoot Helena. She was slightly on the newer side though she'd been here longer than plenty of others. Still, she never got used to this. Her eyes widened in horror as Helena crumpled up and died and despite herself, Mary gripped her hands together anxiously as Saint Clara walked past her and sat back on her throne.

As soon as Saint Clara gave the command, the guards moved forward and took Helena's body, dragging it out of the room to dump it in the lower waste disposal areas of the mobile fortress.

Texas listened to Saint Clara silently. He wanted to tell her that he had no idea how the DWMA had found this place. That he certainly hadn't told them. That Helena didn't need to get shot for it. But he knew better. He paused momentarily when Saint Clara mentioned that he could have killed Mirai as soon as he'd woken up without Helena. That was true power-wise but.....he gave a small nod. "I will Saint Clara. I won't let you down again. I'm yours to command." He knew the safest thing to do was probably to turn around and walk out like everyone else, but he wanted to push his luck just a little further. "I could have used Helena," he dared slowly. He had to barely skirt the edges of what he could get away with without being shot. Maybe yelled at, or laughed at, or slapped, or something, just as long as it wasn't death. "She was a newer member...she perhaps just didn't have time to...understand how to ah...speak respectfully yet..."

Maku Miku

-The Tracker -

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Maku tended not to interupt Saint Clara's chain of thought but Maku thought it was important to inform her. "Forgive the interuption Saint Clara but your guests will soon arrive. Though rather than just Magnus, Shira and their partners they are bringing a demon and a demon-hybrid along with them. The identities of these two are still unknown to me." She didn't know how this information would effect Saint Clara's mood but if anything it would take a little pressure off Texas.

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While the Saint Clare spoke out to the three, not pleased on what happen. Even pulling out a gun, waving it side to side only to executed Helena in point blank range in front of the two and the others. While each members had their own reaction, this one had those huge claws covering the face in a whole 'can't look' manner but does sneak some peeks in the mix until it was finished and the trash from the leader's mouth was escorted away. One easy-to-lit-up bomb this woman is. The figure slowly scales down from the pillar reaching the bottom then began to walk on two feet towards the door with the others, exiting the room as well.

[ ₣eeling ° Undetermined ]

[ PowerStats ° Max ]

[ ₩ith ° The Order, the leader and others ]

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