[center][h3]Filia - Moon Over Bourbon Street[/h3]
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The struggling of the Tacodile in its mad endeavor to be freed caused Filia to grit her teeth.  Nobody likes their hair being pulled, and for Filia, more pain than usual accompanied that action.  Her Ringlet Spikes, jammed inside the beast's green pepper-flesh, had stopped spinning due to the friction, which left her open for attack.  Before the Tacodile could wrench away and slam Filia's head into the road, however, one of the other fighters intervened.  After Kyouko's bold declaration, the schoolgirl expected something truly blockbuster-worthy.  That spear-whip of hers penetrated the monster's crisp shell with ease and cleaved through the filling within, scattering shreds of lettuce and beef onto the ground.  A gasp of effort escaped Filia's lips and the Ringlet Spikes receded, their presence no longer required.  By the time she opened her moist eyes, Kyouko had ripped the Tacodile's head apart, and the rest of the beast sagged to the ground with as much flare as a soggy, day-old taco.

Methodically, Filia stood up.  A few new bruises stung her knees and elbows, pepper juice soaked parts of her hair, and several strands lay stick in the creature or in the ground, but otherwise she appeared alright.  From the back of her head, Samson gave a grunt of approval.  [b]”Not bad, that girl.  The blond and pink-haired dudes didn't do much.  Krieg did alright, too.  Not worth trustin' them, though.”[/b]  By twisting himself into two long pigtails, the parasite wrung the pepper juice out of Filia's hair.  Afterward, it fanned out into a more-or-less normal position, hanging loosely behind the schoolgirl as she approached the others over an obstacle course of craters in the Oreo and cracker earth.  She clasped her hands in front of her and meekly said, “Thanks for the help.”