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Jasper had thrown punches before but the strength was new and different. He was stronger but this woman braced and parry with skill. She knew how to fight! Grunting in pain as her heel dug into him, he was forced to take a step back and regain his footing. It wasn't hard to hear the children's plan. If he could keep her attention on him, that'd leave the boys a chance to pin her.

It was a sickly feeling trusting children in a fight when he as a grown adult should be protecting them but the current rules of logic were far outside of their normal squares. "You are outnumbered beautiful. Can I offer you the chance to run back to the goth store you crawled out of?" it wasn't a good idea to let her go but what was he going to do? Arrest her? He wasn't a cop, would the police even believe any of this?!

Righting himself, Halle noticed the lady eat something that...glowed. What did she just eat?! Alarm bells began to ring in the back of his head at the sight, instinct telling himself that he wouldn't like the answer.

The older page seemed pretty comfortable throwing punches at her, at least. And Lisse was...enthusiastically pulling her hair. Which looked awful and effective to be fair. Halle, though, opted for aiming a sharp kick to her shin.

"What...did you just eat, ma'am?!" He wanted to know, even if he wouldn't like the answer.

"Whoa! I got you!" He had seconds to react catching the flying child. He was a bit lighter than Jasper expected, once his feet were under him and he steadied the kid in his arms he checked them over. to make sure they were unharmed "You okay....ah....kid?" He would have said the kids name if he knew it but he was just as lost. What were the strange outfits they were all wearing!?

As the girl slipped into the fog Jasper looked up to see the dullahan once again standing in the way, yet his fear of the childhood boogy man didn't draw as much fear as it first did. He could fight back. Carefully setting down the boy, Jasper stood in between them "Alright you, Back to the shadows too." Was he thinking clearly? maybe not, all of this was weird and bananas and he really hated those! Running forward to keep the creature away from the other boy, Jasper swung hard, throwing his full shoulder into the punch denting the metal chest plate with a yell of angered pain.

Touching his chest, the image of her hand sliding inside it, Halee's gaze was first empty, and then intensely unhappy. "No, I don't we're okay at all. But yeah," he immediately contradicted, "I'm fine, I guess?"

Grim-faced, he looked at the adult page, "Thanks for the assist." Thankfully she left after being out-numbered, but how many like her were out there? Right now?

“Oh…” Lisse looked at his brother with some concern and hesitated, reaching out and grasping his shoulder for a moment. Finally, he looked back to…Jasper?

“Is that…like your real name? You…so you just powered up? The same thing happened to us not too long ago…um…” He tried to remember what the Jupiter Squire had told them and just let out a breath. His hands were shaking a little, and he wasn’t sure what that witch had done to his brother, but he didn’t want to deal with it again.

“You…should um…have another name? Like, if you close your eyes and think about it it should come to you? And um…when you want to be…ah. Jasper again just…think about who you are? And…you should turn back into you? It sounds dumb but…that’s just what happens…”

"Another Name? Powered up?" He parrots these words as if saying them aloud would help him understand better. "Powered up into what? Can you tell me what you are?" Maybe he was overloading them with too many questions. The pinker-looking one said they powered up like him. So they were at least human too he guessed. All of this was outlandish. It's something out of a comic book or a B movie plot. Yet these two weren't seemly malic...Someone had to have slipped something into his drink and he was having a hell of a trip.

Might as well enjoy the trip and humor these two. Touching the top of his head he found he was wearing strange goggles. They said close his eyes yet he felt he needed to lower these. Slipping them down he closed his eyes taking a few deep breaths. Another sharp pain slipped into his chest, not like a knife but dull like a memory of grief without pictures and a female voice, distant and muted like a shout from underwater, calling out a name. "Meramec....My name...was knight Meramec" Pushing up the goggles as a splitting headache crashed into his skull. Panic rose in him as something of a memory tried to push forward but he couldn't scratch past the walls. Not remembering was leaving feelings of panic that he couldn't place.

Opening his eyes he was feeling very trapped all of a sudden. He had to get out of here. "I-I should be getting back. Thank you for your help. Ah be...safe." Why was he panicking? There was no threat, he had to find someone....NO! He needed to power down and go home, get out of this fever dream! It was out of habit to hope to meet someone again. These two kids seemed nice enough but he wasn't sure if he wanted to meet them... Pulling himself together and stuffing down the panicked feeling, he couldn't quiet offer them a big smile but at least it wasn't a grimic"I don't know what to do with this, I'll head home now. If you two are in the Yard district, I have a shop there. You're welcome to stop by and I can thank you properly then."