Prehnite was already agreeing with the Corrupt; with wan smile and half nod. He found the metaphor Miyamoto offered up to be just as fitting as any other, that he rather had an affinity for the concept; dragging pests from their cramped, dark burrows into non-existence.
"Terriers after rats it is then," Chuffing a withered laugh, he was about to answer Miyamoto before the realization that they needn't position themselves anywhere settled in. Not with as many little pings on the edges as this and one daring to walk right in. No, apparently? They simply need stand out in the open-for-the-city space and let their enemies come on like a tide. "And speaking of rats? Would you look at the first of them to come scampering in--"
Looking askance at Sodalite and Miyamoto, almost disbelieving. "Is that a Polaris Knight?" A dash awed, like he was seeing some bygone relic he'd long since believed buried. It was almost as surprising as seeing the occasional Castor Knight on display, and then a light bloomed around the Knight and Prehnite was cursing even as he was reaching for his weapons---
And promptly forgetting why he'd want to point them at what was clearly one of their own--
[PERIMETER FIGHT TEAM]
tefla
Cptn. Sodalite
sleet tempest snape
Eternal Miyamoto. Long time no see. Always a pleasure.
"Mirabilite," She cooed to the Captain, offering up compliments even as she preened beneath the high praise, giving a shameless little flourish of her skirts. "And you're just as stunning, a literal lightshow in fact. I don't think I can beat you there---" A beat as she realized Carnotite had an entire opened chakras worth of eyes, and that her skin matched the yellow in the uniforms trim.
Half youma were so fascinating!
"Now as for the Death Pool? I'm thinking we use cause of death and rank since we don't have a number or faces and names for everyone. So -- the method burning, drowning, blunt force trauma? Electrocution. Death by Starseeding? The higher the rank that perishes by the way you'd guess they would the more points they're assigned," She tskd, tapping one of her pretty heels as she finally unslid from around Ilmari like a pashmina, in order to talk shop with the half-youma properly. "Aaaannddd if their captured or they surrender? Then their worth a big fat zero. Living is a cowards reward--" Her fingers shaping the number as she chuckled darkly, wondering if she needed to be writing any of this down. But if it was all just for fun? "Let's say -- loser buys lunch?"
The noise from within had grown just enough that Mira tilted her head towards it gingerly, minutely, it was all periphery happenings and she was in spectator mode until something changed or word came across the line. There was still Ilmari though...
"My don't they sound like their having fun inside---" A gentle nudge to Ilmari, as if she could feel the other basic gently vibrating with the desire to get in on some action. "It can't hurt to ask for permission to smash a window out, Mari. Especially since it's starting to smell like something's burning...." She almost wondered why Albite hadn't let his eager to b***h out an enemy protege go, but as the noise grew...
As she watched the Eternal stand and grind a thick heel into the Earth like it'd called his mother something nasty; obviously one hair from bolting and looking like a poorly-tethered dog. She thought maybe she understood it wasn't because the sentiment to go get s**t done remained unshared between them.
There was so much happening, an overwhelming amount of happenings! Patches up along the stairwell where the air was flash-frying like a storm beneath their feet, where electricity whipped at his senses and had him wincing at the edges of a field of shock and static combined licked at his mostly mare legs.
There were cats and agents and arrows pouring in---
It was an entire ******** of a cluster. He was only glad those immediately with him could, inevitably, use the get out of jail free teleport cards like the world's most lovely plot armor. He felt -- something -- for those that couldn't...
*They* weren't his concern though. Those who were not his people. Who were not his immediate team. Their lives belonged under the careful eye of someone else; to him they were simply flecks of errant fodder bunching up like bodies magnetized to one another. No, as long as Pax and Litharge were relatively alive? Then his focus, his goal--
Lay rudely thwarted in a Ganymede colored heap on the ground. Cryolite tasted freezer-burn, cold mist, hate--- Because how ******** dare this one get in the way. What nobel machinations and lofty ego, for the Page to have thrown himself in front of his fist. What were any of them thinking bringing a Page here to begin with, like this was some school of hard knocks and they were all here to learn from each other and shake hands afterwards? Didn't they *know* who they'd captured---
If it'd been anyone else.
Anyone else at all.
And Cryolite was inclined to be doubly incensed, if only because he needn't have been here at all. If not for them; causing unnecessary drama, making messes that made tidal waves. With himself as well; for his own fool choices and tendency to linger long past the point he should've left for ******** 'reasons'. Enmeshed and deeply mired and rather sick of his own self-pitying ways.
And there on the ground lay some hapless bystander worth shamelessly taking it out on.
Perfect.
"That 'Sublime Shroud' wasn't meant for you--" He spat the words, ice crackling back over his skin as he reached for the gold pinned, white ruffled jabot tucked into the fine victorian uniform. Watching the frost trip up along the fabric while he hauled the Page back up from where he'd been left reeling on the floor. "But this one is." He hoped, as he swung on the man's bruised cheek again, that this would be a learning experience both of them could take finer points home from.
MAGIC:
Sailor Scout Attack: "Sublime Shroud!" Cryolite says the word, and his body temperature magically drops to below freezing. He is not affected by this, but anyone who comes in contact with him will feel as though they are touching dry ice and will feel as if they are suffering mild frostbite for as long as they are touching him, and for up to twenty seconds after they break contact. While he is channeling his magic, it will appear as if he is sublimating into a chilly, foggy vapor. The illusion of the cascading fog that bleeds off of Cryolite serves as a visual warning sign to any who can see it: it screams 'Super cold - Do not touch'.
No physical or lasting damage is done in this magic, only the very uncomfortable mental sensation of such. However, players can choose to sustain any lasting damage in the form of chills or up to mild frostbite.
Range: Touch/Grapple Duration: 30 Seconds Number of uses: 3 2 1 Number of targets: Whomever touches Cryolite
DOOR CREW / HOUSE RAIDERS.
Targeting Halle, but everyone is free to touch!
a-disgruntled-dragon
Litharge
Daekie
Pax
Sleet Tempest Snape
Benitoite, Santa Maria Novella
Seiana_ZI
Encke
lizbot
Halle
Kaefaux
Solaris
Sara Draconia
LenaRoze
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 2:15 pm
Kaifeng, Knight of Saturn Location: Outside, in a nearby alley. Action: “Arriving,” read: emerging from the shadows to go “oh, hey, it’s you!!” at Larimar.
Honestly, Kaifeng had been more than good to ******** off back home as soon as he and Murikabushi had sent the message to Faustite. He had his man back home, and his family, and the coterie of strange alien senshi who’d joined his and Helene’s household after they’d arrived on Earth. They had cookies to bake, and gifts to wrap for next Wednesday, and good times to be had. Kaifeng didn’t need whatever was happening here tonight in his life, and he deserved to go back home, where he wasn’t liable to run into any General-Sovereigns or anybody else who might’ve decided that he was better off dead.
Except……Kaifeng had been telling himself that for a while. Most of him even believed that it was true. Yet, every time he tried to stalk off down the alley where he’d been lurking, he caught himself, pivoted on his heel, and skulked back to where he’d been before. Maybe his primary responsibility, as the Knight of Kaifeng, was to his Wonder and to the Code Piece he protected. But as a resident of Destiny City who had the power to protect people from harm—whether they were civilians, Order, Mirror senshi, or with the Negaverse (apparently, at least, as of tonight and this whole incident)—Kaifeng couldn’t let himself just go home.
Even as he felt more and more auras rushing onto the scene, Order and Negaverse alike, Kaifeng lurked in the shadows, giving himself permission to leave, and then steadfastly refusing to take himself up on that.
One of the figures who flashed past Kaifeng’s hiding place, though…… Ze caught Kaifeng’s eye, all a rush of dark blues and that vibrant, magenta hair. For a moment, Kaifeng thought that he must have been seeing things wrong, peeking out of the alley at the Negaverse officer who’d gone past, on zyr way over to join a youma who looked like somebody’s black sheep fursona (Ram). The flutter of heavy wings didn’t strike a chord in his memory. Granted, it had been a year since Kaifeng had seen the agent in question, but he felt certain that he would’ve remembered if ze had had wings and the like, last time.… Maybe Kaifeng was wrong, but if he wasn’t, then at least he could get in the way if someone with a General’s aura and the youma beside him thought to cause some kind of problems.
“Hey, wait,” Kaifeng called after the General (Larimar), tailing zem over to where they’d met up with the ram youma. As he approached, Kaifeng held his staff as a walking stick more than as a weapon, because he didn’t intend to use it against anybody, if he didn’t have to. Looking at the General, Kaifeng waved hi. “It—it’s you, right? You’re the General from the bank, right?”
She'd managed to hit her target spot, at least. Bonus points, she hit a Captain. Solaris had allowed herself a small moment of an internal, silent ha!
It at least wasn't the biggest surprise when s**t got insane fast after that. Bodies moved through the door, someone teleported up behind her and Encke, another senshi was going after Halle, the air around her suddenly smelled of ozone and her skin tingled from electric currents in the air at her back--
The small zip of black and bright pink wasn't difficult to hone in on as the senshi raced at her, and Solaris grit her teeth to bring up her arms in self-defense to block whatever she could of what was incoming. The moment they made contact with her, though, she knew there was nothing she could block. Everything around her made her bones rattle, teeth ring, and if she shrieked then it just melted into the cacophony of everything else that <******** hurt. She fell backwards, a** on the stairs, eyes barely open but enough to see the bright pink amongst the black, and with every bit of force she could put into it, she drew up both her feet and lashed out hard with them towards the senshi's gut who'd caused this ******** pain (Pax).
Any individual voices, or other shapes, all blended into just pain, and she thought she smelled smoke..?
DOOR CREW
Two-feet kick @ Pax!
Sleet Tempest Snape
Benitoite, Santa Maria Novella
lizbot
Halle
Seiana_ZI
Encke
a-disgruntled-dragon
Litharge
Shiningamisgirl
Cryolite
daekie
Pax
Sara Draconia
Desiree
Lena Roze
Ako
N/A this round, just don't wanna lose my easy-access format Solaris' Magic
✶Catalytic Combustion _________「𝔖」 She points her fingers with one hand like a 'gun' to direct her magic at a target. Snapping those fingers, Solaris creates a spark that stays in front of her hand. This spark is the catalyst for a rapidly growing flood of energy to pool into an expanding, fuzzy ball in front of her hand. It maxes out in size of about 9.5 inches diameter (the size of a basketball). This ball of golden, condensed light and energy then shoots out towards the target Solaris' pointer finger is directed at. The ball can travel up to fifteen feet before exploding and dispersing, even if it hasn't hit a target by that point. Anyone hit by the ball itself, or the resulting explosion, are subject to blunt force damage and rapid, high heat when the ball explodes that last for only five seconds. The extent of the damage is up to the player, at minimum should cause moderate bruising, and slight blistering on exposed skin from the heat. Solaris can use this magic up to two times a day.
Location: At Prehnite's back (near Miyamato) Action: Orders ... given and received. Abruptly confused
Sodalite's expression was that of perhaps a little bit of boredom considering everything, but the order was to let the extraction team do their bit while the front of the house crew did theirs. It was apparent that they were essentially trying to pick off anyone who thought to interfere / escape the carnage that would be ensuing. Because make no mistake that he was certain that the General-King that summoned the rank and mass wouldn't be happy with a simple retrieval. Knowing this Sodalite's hands twisted around the rod of his whip before he acknowledged the presence of the Eternal corrupt that came to speak with Prehnite. He didn't recognize the other but it seemed that Prehnite knew them and thus he relaxed.
At first it was rather a matter of keeping track of those who were around them but it really seemed like no one truly wanted to engage a General, an Eternal corrupt and a Captain. At the exclamation of his General asking a question, couched in disbelief, did Sodalite put up his guard. The flash of light was unexpected and even as he struck out with his staff/whip combo did he find himself turning in an arc to smash the weapon into the side of the Corrupt Eternal, who suddenly seemed like he was the enemy.
They waited just long enough for Fafnir's magic to dissipate, and then Faustite grabbed Muri and disappeared. She'd seen the gesture towards the shattered window, so she knew new exactly where they'd now be. She spared a glance at Hestia, then launched herself up into the window. A piece of glass caught in her bow tails and she simply let the fabric tear.
Why did that alien senshi have her mouth on Aelius!?
"That's so unhygienic!" she said towards Grieve, nonplussed by the shenanigans between Faustite and Muri. What her dad does with his boys is his business, and if helped to get Aelius back? She'll play along too. She regarded the alien senshi and the knights with a murderous little smile. Her magic rose in her hands, her slyly plucking a petal from her fuku to use, regardless if she could see them or not.
Mizuki deferred to Faustite and Hestia, for the actual negotiations. She is very good at quite a few things, but she usually liked to talk while actively murdering someone. Which would not strictly work in this scenario if they didn't want the b***h with the teeth to try to rip out Aelius' throat.
"Do be quiet if you want to keep breathing, White Moon," she purred, moving behind Faustite to crouch at Muri's head. She let the charged petal float in front of his face as soft little threat.
They're Biting The Hostage! Group
lizbot
Hestia, Grieve
Kolina
Aelius, Hy-Brasil
Strickenized
Faustite, Celadon
Whimsical Blue
Fafnir
Amorremant
Muri
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 5:32 pm
Eternal Corrupt Miyamoto of tsuara onna Location: Outside with Prehnite and Sodalite...and a knight who isn't the enemy? He's not sure...so confused. Action: Putting Sodalite on time out.
A Polaris knight...had he ever seen one in person? He wasn't entierly certain but he didn't think he had, and ahere Prehnite was mentioning one. Turning to look at them he found himself staring for a moment before that bright light went off. "s**t." Cursing he close dhis eyes. When he opened them, and blinked, he had no time to duck the incoming weapon. Biting down on his bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, as he stiffled any sound he'd have otherwise made. s**t, that hurt.
Turning on the Captain the eternal corrupt decided the other needed to be put in time out, because clearly they weren't thinking right. Though he also wasn't thinking right, since he wasn't going after the knight...because what knight...what enemy?
Giving a bow to the captain, a rather grandious gesture, Miyamoto whispered his magic. "Winters loneliness." Thankfully his magic didn't do damage, aside from the emotional sort, as much as it didn't suit his more violent nature it did it's job.
Shiningamisgirl
tefla
Super Sailor Scout Attack: Winters loneliness Similar to the first in that Miyamoto makes a sweeping gesture only this time there is a cold bite to the air around those affected by his magic. This coldness goes along with the lonely feeling and seems to make the person(s) feel even more alone and in need of something warm...be it a blanket or a person. Just something to not feel like this. This will last for twenty five seconds and has a five foot range. Can be used twice in battle.
Super Corrupt Pax Location: Inside, stairs Action: Getting kicked towards the wall, trying to shove Solaris down the stairs, targeting Encke
This was getting way too crowded, way too fast, and Pax made a fuzzy little sound of deep discontent in their throat. Too much. Always too much with other people! Who even liked crowds?? Everything was so distracting! Catgirl? Smoke? So much stuff and --
There were other things they disliked more, though, like the feathered senshi kicking out at them; that got a harsh hiss of pain as they stumbled back, already recalibrating, one arm grasping their stomach (ow) (ow) (also ow) (that was going to hurt for a bit; they would try not to bend) (or twist) (inevitably they would). But that didn't matter. Wouldn't matter. The fiery corrupt they didn't know had gone for the tall, glowing senshi, so they shoved blue and gold to the side - down the stairs? - something like that? and mumbled their magic under their breath again, one black-gloved hand glowing pink with ethereal static as they reached out -- just needed to touch him at all --
Magic
super sailor scout attack: Pax Resonance! Pax incants their attack and touches a target. For the next 35 seconds, all noises the target hears and vibrations they experience will begin reverberating within the target's bones, as if their body was a tuning fork; if the target is unable to hear noises, vibrations will suffice. This is painful, severely disorienting, and makes distinguishing outside noise over the reverberations extremely difficult; it may also cause temporary loss of some proprioception. At player discretion, this attack may result in lingering deep-tissue pain and severe tinnitus. This attack lasts for 35 seconds and has 2 uses. 2/2 of them have now been used.
DOOR CREW, ASSEMBLE
Aiming to shove Solaris downwards towards the lower Door Team & target Encke with their magic
a-disgruntled-dragon
Litharge
Shiningamisgirl
Cryolite, Albite mention
Sleet Tempest Snape
Benitoite, Santa Maria Novella
Seiana_ZI
Encke
lizbot
Halle
Kaefaux
Solaris
Lena Roze
Ako
Sara Draconia
Desiree
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 6:35 pm
Eternal Corrupt Chrysocolla Location: Outside Action: Unfortunately for Inari, Chrysocolla didn't feel any particular pity from the awkward laughter. She didn't really do pity. However, she was also pissed off at everyone at the core of this thing, which did mean she was willing to rant a little.
"Some of your idiots figured out who one of the Negaverse's idiots are out of costume, kidnapped him, and then got tattled on. So now we're stuck with a bunch of morons doing their best to create a handmade firework show, on both sides, because nobody respects when an all-call should actually be sent out." This wasn't it! Even if she hadn't had a personal involvement in this, she still would've complained! Faustite's team was half a yearbook at this point, they probably could've done this all themselves!
Page Santa Maria Novella Location: ******** at the door. Action: With Halle and Solaris at the door. Getting hit in the face, again.
Still reeling from the first attack on his person, which he'd thrown himself right into, the page was not expecting what came next. He was just gathering himself, prepairing to stand up and rejoin whatever was going on above him, when he felt his clothing being grabbed and he was hauled to his feet. His booted feet dragging the ground as he blinked at the figure, they were really angry weren't they?
Oh, they were really not happy. As another fist impacted his face, sending his head back, as his eyes closed as pain seared it's way through him. Whatever sound passed his lips he didn't know, didn't hear it, as his head throbbed with pain and he bite down on his lip so hard he drew blood. Lifting one foot fro mthe ground he kicked out at the other, doing what little he could, he had to deffend himself in some manner. The burnning had only just been coming to an end when it started again, his skin burning and the pain fro mthe hit itself, had thje page wondering just what he'd gotten himself involved in.
lizbot
Kaefaux
a-disgruntled-dragon
Shiningamisgirl
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 6:44 pm
Knight Halle of Lysithea Location: downstairs Action: hitting Cryolite with his shield weapon, hitting the entryway with his shield magic, consider the front door BLOCKED for 20 seconds
The big one desummoning his weapon was a good sign. And it was the last good sign. The small one slipping through in a dark blur to attack Solaris as another went straight for Halle were the start of everything coming apart very quickly. Halle began to cast once more, bracing himself for that icy fist only to find the new page moving to intercept and taking the whole of that nasty attack. Encke worked his magic, but there was a cat woman? And the big one had teleported. There were arrows flying at him, and Halle nearly took one right in the eye, only for the warm glow of his aspect, the Lysithean Horn shield him just enough for the attack to glance past his ear.
In the midst of it all, he didn't even notice the blood dripping down. Solaris looked ready to lose it and now there was another senshi running in, magic bringing cloud and fire into the entryway. Seeing the icy senshi attack the page again, Halle summoned his magic where the door once was, and unlike before, let it stay. draining his pool to over half now. Spinning toward the icy senshi, he slammed the cheery metal shield in his hand into the back of their head even as the page kicked out. Immediately a layer of frost coated the front of the shield, giving it an extra whimsical little twinkle.
"Get them out of here!" Halle roared up at Encke, the focus of so many attacks. The longer this lasted, the worse off they'd be. Hopefully the ones upstairs have had enough to time to clear out.
Casting Shield
Knight Weapon: A fancy golden long shield shaped like a unicorn head Defensive magic: summons a 20' x 10' version of the golden shield, while it only blocks magic and physical attacks from one direction, it is a physical manifestation that also blocks line of sight as to what's going on behind it.
When summoned in a space smaller than the shield, it will manifest but won't damage the surrounding environment.
magic pool: 6053 23 seconds
Sleet Tempest Snape
attacking together/up to you if beni is inside fighting or outside and getting to kick at a whole new sorta door!
Kaefaux
a-disgruntled-dragon
Shiningamisgirl
hitting cry with cute unicorno shield
Seiana_ZI
ET phone home?????
daekie
Sara Draconia
arrows absolutely accurate, but turned to glancing by aspect magic, front door is shielded for 20 seconds, windows still offer some opportunities
Lena Roze
SSBrosB
good luck triplite!
lizbot
No Faun
Offline
lizbot
No Faun
Offline
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 7:40 pm
Eternal Corrupt Hestia Location: upstairs hostage drama Action: Listening, then stepping forward
Hestia wished she could applaud both her General King and Murikabushi for their moving and heartfelt performances. As well as hug Mizuki for being entirely correct. Human bites were extremely filthy. Whatever this creature was seemed filthier still. Poor Helio. Scars heal but bacteria festers.
Stepping forward, Hestia put herself slightly in front of Murikabushi. "We wish to parlay." It was said with the calm and professional sort of confidence that was entirely unearned, as it was learned purely though watching a popular movie series.
Eyes sliding from Hestia, past the lilac senshi, past the weird Muri and His Ex performance, the yellow woman's gaze settled on Fafnir as she replied, "Yeah, no s**t."
strickenized
amorremanet
a-disgruntled-dragon
kolina
lizbot
hey b***h let's talk
Whimsical Blue
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 7:58 pm
General-King Faustite Location: Upstairs Action: Falling for Muri's ace acting skills and rehoming his starseed
'So much for trying to be kind to you.'
Faustite knew he was a s**t liar. Didn't know how to act. Told the truth with his face when he thought he wore no expression at all. Murikabushi said he'd act, and act he did. Spoke with conviction enough to sound authentic, and if Faustite was going to match that, he had to believe it.
He meant it, then. Faustite wrenched back on his ponytail for that wisecrack of a response, until he saw the whites of those eyes from beneath doe's lashes, and spat on his face. Then he let go of that tether, as if daring the boy to recoil enough to touch his throat to the blade. If he'd be inelegant enough to brand himself with the shotel's volatile, if brief, curse.
That Mizuki would shush him, threaten him with her mournsome magic, bolstered him.
It was enough to convince the ******** lemon holding Aelius hostage to budge. Wretched-looking thing spitting orders while a string of saliva connected one of her jagged teeth to Aelius's neck. Faustite seethed for it, his derision prominent in his countenance, his mouth cut into an ugly, resentful gash. She thought she had all the power in the room because she held the boy — his boy — that she could make the calls, that she could demand to see their backs bared to her and ripe for a knife. Turn around, so she could snap his neck. Turn around, so she could disappear him to a world far beyond their reach, where he'd be delivered to their doorstep once more as weathered bones. Turn around and see what obedience earned everyone.
Muri caught his attention again. Faustite peered down, unwilling to turn his head from Grieve, from the boy and brother and lover in her clutches. But as his captive went on, the shadows danced, and the room began to glow brighter.
And brighter.
And hotter.
The grip of his weapon sizzled in his hand. The breath on his lips popped and crackled like gristle in a pan and the whorl of flame in his gut churned and burned. "You don't <********> know anything," he tried to say, but all that came forth was smoke. <******** it, then. He didn't need words.
Banishing his weapon, Faustite pushed the Eternal the remaining distance to the floor by grinding his boot heel into the boy's back. Leaning over, he thrust his hand into the boy's back and wrenched out the glistering gem contained within, which even now, lilted just above his fingertips. Teeth parted in a derisive grimace, he looked Grieve in the eyes while holding Murikabushi's starseed not inches from his face. A few quaking breaths passed, but the ominous orange light that chased shadows across the room hadn't dimmed.
He grit his teeth, fist curled around the delicate starseed, before he hurled it at Grieve's face.
They're Biting The Hostage! Group
a-disgruntled-dragon
Mizuki
lizbot
Hestia, Grieve
Kolina
Aelius, Hy-Brasil
Strickenized
Faustite, Celadon
Whimsical Blue
Fafnir
Amorremanet
Muri
Strickenized
Garbage Cat
Offline
lizbot
No Faun
Offline
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2025 8:05 pm
Brassite Location: outside Action: watching the doorway
Bouncing on her toes with a smile of satisfaction, Brassite once again felt a little smug in how great her General and team were. They got bonuses, a side General, a smart and savvy spacecat, and even a nice new senshi who was gonna follow her, Brassite's lead. Chalcanthite even made sure to tell them not to take risks that would get them hurt.
Out of all the teams gathered, she was pretty sure hers was the best and smartest?
*~One Minute Later~*
The teen stared in disbelief as both Des and Ako raced into the house to go punch people and try to set them on fire. Standing outside of the, once again blocked, doorway, she put her hands on her hips and waited, her ears and eyes open just as she'd been ordered.
If someone from order came out, she'd punch them in the d**k. Even if they didn't think they had a d**k, they had a like, spiritual one and she was gonna ********' punch it. If one of her precious, <********> team members came out, she'd make sure she had their back, especially Ako as she couldn't turn into a cat or teleport to safety.
Turning to where Chalc was with his bow, she gave him a very grim thumb's up.
