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More often than not when Celliwig of Earth patrolled through Destiny City Park she was not alone. She and her companion, Thrudheim, had taken to patrolling the park together from time to time-- Not often, as her friend was still settling in and sometimes it was best to settle while exploring one's Wonder than it was to roam the woods, but from time to time.

This time, however, she'd missed the last bus leaving campus and it really wasn't practical to ask Joce to take the car that they were sharing across town to pick her up. More than likely Joce had dinner in the works on the stove and traffic heading away from their part of town was always worse about this time of night. She'd sent her friend a quick text letting her know that she'd missed the bus but was planning on taking a shortcut home and powered up out of sight.

Her dash had taken her down a path she didn't often travel, and right before she could turn down a more familiar path she felt something. A blip. Chaos. Celliwig sighed as she paused, fussing with the end of her braid for a moment as she pondered running on and ignoring it. She couldn't, however, not when it was her duty to help keep Earth safe-- more so as one of Earth's knights.

Sighing, Celliwig drew her stick from where it was tucked into her belt, heading down the path towards the Chaos aura that she'd felt, hoping she wasn't already too late to do something about it.

Celliwig hardly looked threatening, roaming through the woods. With her forest greens and soft browns she would blend in far better during the day time than she did at night, especially with the way her hair shined brightly like a bonfire in the moonbeams. Even without the Order aura clinging to her she was a beacon-- a beacon with only a stick with which to defend herself as she approached the Lieutenant.

Celliwig paused, clearing her throat before speaking as plainly as she could. "Excuse me. I believe it would be in your best interest to cease and desist."

"Maker's breath..." Celliwig rolled her eyes at the way she'd been addressed in return by the Lieutenant, resisting the urge to check the discarded youth's pulse for the time being. It was hard to tell in the shadows cast by the branches above, but she thought she saw his chest shift with a breath. She'd continue to hope it was that and not just his body settling until after she'd dealt with the aggressor.

"I'm older than most of the others out roaming about... And honestly, I don't see what age has to do with whether or not you've done something wrong. So now that you've ceased, please make with the desisting and leave." Make like a tree and leave would have been a better line, all things considered, but she really didn't want to go there. Did she?

"Go on. Get."

"Creep following someone home through the park? What makes you think he wasn't one of yours?" Celliwig snorted, sorely tempted to cross her arms over her chest. She would have were it not for the fact that she might need her arms free to defend herself. She might need her hands. She might need her weapon.

Celliwig shifted her grip on the curved stick in her hand, firming her grasp against whatever might come next. She didn't throw it this time, tempting as that might have been. Having a cat run off with it and hide it away in a tree had been bad enough. She did not want to risk the Negaverse agent taking off with her weapon too.

"No. Sorry. I'm afraid that where I belong is right here-- between you and whatever other trouble you might be looking to cause in the park tonight."

Her lips parted and she looked like she was going to ask him if he really knew all of the other scum bags on his side of the tracks. She would have asked him that if he hadn't lunged at her. Rude.

Celliwig stepped back, the heel of her boot catching on the hem of her dress. The action was followed by the distinct sound of fabric tearing and the Page of Earth began to flail on the way down to the ground. One hand whirled around empty while the other began to swing her stick around, determined to do some sort of damage if she was already taking herself down.

"Diversionary tactics." The Page of Earth grunted as she shifted on the ground, violet eyes glaring at the Negaverse agent looming over her. Without giving it a second thought she brought a foot up, aiming a kick at his leg-- legs-- whatever she could hit, honestly. While he was standing over her gloating with her stick in hand she could at least try and do something to get him down on her level.

"Bugger yourself."

Celliwig could feel her pulse quicken as panic set in. She was currently trapped. He had her weapon and things didn't look like they were going to go her way at all. Her lips pressed together to form a thin line and she refused to let him see just how frightened she was. As the Inquisitor she had faced worse. As the Warden she had stopped a Blight. As any number of characters she had stood up to face off against any number of enemies.

She had also learned how to pay attention and to bluff. Paying attention to little things meant that she could feel the Order aura closing in on their location. Now it was time to test her ability to bluff.

"You really ought to be giving me back my stick before my friend gets here. You can feel them coming, can't you? They'll be here any moment. I called them before I came over here to stop you... You can feel how strong they are, can't you?"