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  1. Chevaleresse
    "If you want me to try honestly to kill you, that can be arranged." Whatever inflection might've been present in Mask's voice was caught by, well, the mask, and destroyed, leaving it up to interpretation how serious the statement was. "There should be ample space to hone our skills on the island." A plate seemed to have appeared near Mask while nobody was looking, with some food already missing, despite the fact that their headgear would have made it rather difficult to eat without it being removed.
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    Mask was, at the moment, doing their best impression of a deck ornament, watching their approach to the island while standing nigh motionless. The only thing that betrayed them being alive and not some sort of unusual shipboard decoration was the barely perceptible movement of their chest beneath their armor and the occasional small shift in the angle of their head. Something that one of the others had said, though, actually prompted the mysterious swordsman to stop what seemed to be some sort of attempt to intimidate the island, and turn their head toward Jill. "Spar, then, if you're so concerned."
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    C15
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    Kusuke elected to ignore the door entirely for the time being, and simply started to poke about the house, seeing if anything interesting lay beneath the thick layer of dirt and cobwebs.
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    The business card, at least, provided a fair excuse for Arturia to spare both of them the awkwardness of the continued handholding as she moved over to it. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me. . ." She gingerly pried it away from the gum, trying to touch the stuff as little as possible - that was just gross, okay? "Is she fucking. . . Whatever. Lilith, be careful. This is from the girl that attacked us, unless I've gone extra insane and haven't noticed." She would have pocketed the card, except for that one bit where she was still transformed and apparently did not have pockets in her armored. . . dress. . . thing. At least she wasn't just wearing a ribbon. "Let's keep going."
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    Lyssa, Colony 6. Primordial Beat on Talking Grimm A growl almost rose in Lyssa's own throat. Of course they'd gotten here too late, the cowardly bastards inside the walls were startled by their own farts. "You're not gonna be able to talk for much longer!" Lyssa's armored fists sparked as she charged at the demonic Beowulf, launching herself immediately into the fray.
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    "So, what, you're an architect back home?" Kusuke moved forward, picking up the torch and moving it so it would cast some light into the hole in the wall. He took care to not get it too close; rotten wood might not be the most flammable kind, but he didn't want to risk it anyway. "I thought you were some kind of weapons engineer. Unless you were both?" He wasn't actually clear where the line was when it came to something like siege engines. Once he had the gap illuminated as best as he could, he moved into the house, peering about before seeing if he could unlock the door.
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    Lyssa nodded her head, eyes scanning the area for potential threat. "I've got a bad feeling too. If the Grimm aren't here, then they're either all dead or inside. . . We need to move. Embla, what've you got to say?"
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    "I'm just going to ignore that and file it away as some sort of noodle incident, alright?" Marisa shook her head at Solomon's comment, the pointed tip of her hat flopping about a bit with the motion. "Anyway. I wasn't trying to spook you, just warning you that the Izzet see safety as an obstruction to proper science. I mean, not that a girl can't appreciate a little mad science, but I like my fingers. And she means 'blast' literally." She gave Edmond a cursory wave of hello in return as she spoke.
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    [unintelligible screaming]
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    A familiar broad-brimmed black hat wandered over, accompanied by the faint smell of sulfur and the rather fetching woman beneath it. "This is the part where you start running away, just so you know," Marisa stated in the direction of the newcomer from behind Lexiel. ". . . Then again, I don't really have much room to talk about making people explode without asking first. Anyway. Still, don't play with ancient enchantments, they're prickly and easily offended for being largely inert magical constructs." Meanwhile, Mitsurugi walked past, giving the newcomer a once-over before deciding that the others had this handled and heading to the keep proper and the War Room. Hiroki skittered past, avoiding the stranger and heading into the Armory.
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    L11
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    I11
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    F10
  15. Chevaleresse
    F6 axe mage
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    Hatchet Speardude A
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    Arturia wasn't really certain about the idea of guiding the girl by hand, but she'd already grabbed it and wasn't actually certain she'd continue to follow if she let go. And so, off the two went toward the edge of the crater and hopefully toward camp, with Arturia awkwardly gripping the smaller girl's hand and trying to stay calm. She let out a half-sigh, cutting it off midway as she glanced around; she'd rather not be taken unawares and rely on the mercy of her attacker a second time. "So, uhhh. . . This is the part where I'd try to make small talk to try and make this seem less crazy, if I was actually any good at small talk."
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    "Seems like we've got more to worry about than bandits. Stay behind me, everyone." E6
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    "Ah, that's a shame. You'd think you'd be able to clear a headache up easier than a stab wound." She shrugged, continuing to look around as she followed their commander. Lots of green, and she didn't mean the grass. Though her expression remained cheery, a certain tension showed in her posture, and in the way her hand kept drifting toward her axe or fiddling with her shield. A lot of young soldiers on a supposedly important mission, it made her worry for them. "Apology accepted." At least he wasn't going to try and drive up some kind of rivalry.
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    "Focus? You think I'm not focused?" She scoffed a bit. "This isn't my first mission, son. I can crack a joke without losing track of things." Her tone was, if rather dismissive, not particularly hostile still. "Trust me, I know what happens when you're not paying attention."
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    "Ah, we'll be alright. Just stick behind me and we'll get through whatever and whoever comes at us just fine." Alwine spoke cheerily, seemingly unfazed by the gravity of the others, though truth be told she wasn't sure if she was quite ready for an actual combat yet. She didn't feel particularly affected, but she also knew that she likely was. Still, she had squadmates to protect, and she wasn't about to sit down and neglect that duty. "The real threat's the hangovers you get after you try to find some entertainment; I don't suppose your magic can do anything about that, can it?"
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    I'll take Ice.
  23. Chevaleresse
    Whatever expletive Arturia was about to utter was cut off when Lilith seized her throat. Apparently the mix of pleading and fear in her widened eyes had convinced the goddess that she meant no harm, however. She collapsed backward, coughing a bit as she tried to regain her breath. "Kallisto's. . . rancid. . . ugh." Arturia rolled over and pushed herself back to her feet. "No, I'm not. . . no. Sorry." She took a short moment to collect herself and look about a bit, resisting various urges, including but not limited to "cry," "scream at Lilith," and "scream at nothing in particular." Hopefully the dust had settled enough that they could actually navigate back to camp; she didn't have a spectacular sense of direction in the first place, and being knocked out, blasted around, and strangled tended to have a somewhat disorienting effect. "Lilith, we need to get back to camp and talk to, uh, Miss Katherine. I think the girl that attacked us is gone, but it's still not safe out here." Not that she was convinced the camp would be entirely safe either, but it was a better option than languishing in the middle of the devastated forest. Arturia crouched in front of the girl, still transformed, and offered her a hand.
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    Kyou stayed largely silent. Now she was being drafted to fight horrible alien monsters in their own homegrown monsters, in order to make sure that humanity itself wasn't extinguished, because they'd somehow managed to pick a planet infested with the things that caused the previous apocalypse. It didn't feel real, but she was terrified regardless, and it showed on her face. It was taking a lot of effort for her not to hyperventilate right there. Did it have to be her? Helping maintain the EVAs would be one thing, she'd be glad to do her part there - but piloting them? And on top of it, she had to lie to her father about what was happening.
  25. Chevaleresse
    "Nayru's tits, what happened to you. . . ?" Arturia murmured. She'd thought that most of it was just unfounded rumors; sure, the Laylites were a bit odd, but to her they were just another Line, a Line she might have chosen had the circumstances in her life been different. She shook her head. Can't stop to treat her abuse now. Therapy later, right now I need to get her - and myself - back. Still, if she were the type, she'd have wanted to give Lilith a hug, poor thing. She hesitantly crept closer to Lilith until she was at arm's reach, and then slowly extended a hand, tapping on her shoulder and calling her name again, louder this time. If even that failed to elicit a response, she'd just grab the girl, gently but insistently, and try to pull her along.
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