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Tantalite hacked as the cloud of whatever it was wafted over her. In that moment, she wished she had longer sleeves or a collar to mask her face with. She'd make a note for the future. Ability to cover nose and mouth in case of smog.

Yeah. Because you're so special. You think ahead just fantastically. It was a vague tone of sarcasm that made her glance over to Marcasite with a quizzical expression. Yet she could tell that it hadn't been said by the more experienced officer. A small frown creased her lips as she brushed the thought away, instead gently patting the bow into the flat palm of her other hand.

"Well, it seems this thing doesn't pay any mind to who or what it's going after. We're not going to have much time to do a proper circuit if we don't take care of this, yeah?"

However, Tantalite hadn't exactly figured out how she was supposed to use a violin bow as a weapon, and the pointed jab of the end didn't exactly do much. It was actually a little embarrassing.

One moment, Kamacite was trying to use his long sleeves to direct the cat towards a safer area of the warehouse, the next moment the giant cat was launching itself at him.

Kamacite let out a startled, squeaking yelp as he was barreled into, his arms out to try and catch the massive cat, wincing as claws dug into his arm and shoulder and -

It talked??

Whatever footing Kamacite thought he had as he tried holding up the animal was lost, and he went crashing down to the ground, only to try and use his back to shield the cat from any debris being thrown their way from wayward attacks. It was clearly in more distress than Kamacite was, which was surprising in and of itself since Kamacite knew he was kind of flighty already, but even if this cat was some kind of spirit or monster, it didn’t seem to want to harm him.

Aside from the claws.

Kamacite shuffled his way to his feet, trying very hard not to step on his stupidly long hair, using his sleeves to keep the behemoth of a cat covered as it clung to him.

Morpheus

Morpheus wasn't even certain what the wraith creature was, save for a punching bag to hold all his aggressions. More and more of the Mirror Court emerged now, which fed some of his anger in regards to never seeing them around when he needed them. The handful that showed already looked tight with one another, and Morpheus figured that he probably wouldn't see them again after this. Maybe this giant drippy dude called them all together with his big, obnoxious aura or some s**t.

That sounded pretty likely.

Morpheus wasted no time while cutting in with another attack. He cared little that some of the splatter clung to his outfit incessantly when he struck the thing - he only cared that he hit it, and hit it hard. So hit he did, even if it meant a great glob of black ooze stuck to his boot.

There was a puzzled look on Reinerite's face, puzzlement turning into a frown as she turned to look over at the other Lieutenant.

"I honestly don't know what you're talking about" she said coolly, because she had no idea about what the other was rambling about.

She stepped in closer to the wraith thing, lips pursed in another frown - because there had been another whisper she was sure of it...

And no she must have been imagining things but there was nothing but the inky ooze of whatever appeared to be covering the building and the also wraith thing.

Reinerite let her fingers clench on the fabric of her belt as she once again took aim and swung.

Violane: 50/50
Stage: First/Lt.
Madness: 0/100
Attack: --
Boss HP: 247
Spell: +2 attack

Reaching the rooftop was obviously where the real battle was taking place. It was an odd scene to see though. Some were working like a well oiled machine, working together to kill the...whatever the hell it was looming over all of them, while others were much more interested in arguing with themselves and...

What the hell were those senshi? They weren't corrupts... interesting. Something new to learn about. Were they affiliated with the negaverse? Their signatures were similar but...she was pretty sure there was a hint of something different there. Obviously, Violane needed to work more on her ability to read signatures. Of course it had gotten better since her first experience with it in Cinnabar's training room.

Violane let herself wander closer to the wraith. She was more curious in it than she was interested in pummeling it to death. At least for the moment. She was wanted to know what it was and why it was even here. What was it doing? "Can something like this be utilized in a more useful way than out here on some abandoned city building?"

She vaguely wandered what it would be like to deposit the wraith in the heart of the city. What would happen?

Dark kitty Katya


Ahh, certainly not magic suited for combat. Good for protection though - very good. She would have said so, once he was done speaking, if not for the attack launched his way.

"I am well. You are the one who was hurt. You should rest here." She whispered while jumping from his arms lightly. Moving around to get a look at his back and asses the damage. Her concern was evident. She, like Benitoite, cared for those of the dark mirror. It wasn't just because they all served chaos, as that chaos was different, but because she knew they could be useful and because she knew Alexandre was friends with Remarque. She would help them when she could, so long as it didn't come between her and serving the Negaverse, and this most certainly did not come between her and her service to the Negaverse. This thing was not theirs and needed to go!

Looking to Remarque as she spotted him she tilted her head, olive colored eyes staring up at him. "I think he is well...but let us keep a distance from this thing. it is unknown to both of our sides. I do not like this...it is unpredictable. Perhaps after this if we could get some of the oil." She added the last part after a moments hesitation. She wanted to know what it had hit the eternal with. Maybe it would be something known...maybe not. She wasn't expecting any surprises though but one never knew.

Watching Remarque speak once more to Avior she nodded her head. "Yes, but be safe." She spoke up. It was time for him to fight, perhaps his walls could protect against the oil and help others? Either way the guardian cat was going to get involved as well. Little paws and short legs moved across the space towards the wraith. She couldn't magically attack again, she knew that, but she did have claws and teeth and she might be a prissy kitty but she knew how to use them.

Such a bad cat, you can't even protect a senshi properly. It's a wonder you're still in the Negaverse and haven't been removed. You shouldn't have been brought in - a normal cat you should have remained. The words whispered through her head, causing her ears to twitch and her fur to bristle as she came at the wraith and threw herself at it - teeth and claws out and aiming to do damage.

Was she really bad? Had she failed? No - no! She hadn't!

Well wasn't that... fancy. Leifite watched as the wraith lashed out, angry and vicious, missing the voice that spoke to the creature. She wasn't sure what to do, again, as it all but consumed people in its fog... oil... stuff. It sank around others around her and she felt it pool around her ankles. It chilled her where it touched, hard to do in her ankle boots.

You'll never be captain.

Leifite jumped, brandishing her horsebrush like a blundgeon, smacking the wraith briefly. The voice echoed and sneared, cackling behind her ear.

You never will amount to anything.

She jumped again, swinging to the right with a panicked squeak. Why was it talking, why was it there, how could she make it stop talking.

'I'm worth it.... I'm worth it!" she cried, slamming her fist into the wraith as the voice cackled and whispered in her ear of her short comings and failings. The action sent chills down her arm, but she didn't care she just wanted the voice to stop already! The punch was sluggish and she felt woozy and nauceous.

How did she get herself in to this...