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[color=firebrick][h2]𝓐𝓷𝓻𝓲 𝓡𝓸𝓴𝓾𝓭𝓸[/h2][/color][/center]
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Distract it? How? Most of the boys were trying to attack it and it didn’t seem to notice them any more than it would have noticed flies. And burn it? Sure, Anri liked fire, but this wasn’t the time to indulge in her sick fantasies. She had a lighter and some lighter fluid, but that would barely be enough to start a campire. She only had a lighter in her pocket right now, and she doubt she could burn this monster with a wimpy flame. Nothing around here would burn easily either, unless that gunk that everything is covered in is actually kerosene. If Anri could get some sort of spray deodorant or her hairspray, then maybe she could fight back, but right now she had nothing. 

Shizune’s next plan to split up the gang sound even [i]worse[/i]. Anri wasn’t the most savvy student in school, but even she heard and understood the basic idea: Don’t split the party. She understands that if they all went into hiding, the monster would have to take time to look for them, but Anri was pretty damn certain that it was going to find them. Splitting up was a lottery to see who would get sacrificed first. To make matters worse, there was still one girl left who hasn’t gotten up yet. It was Mii-chan, one of Anri’s own friends. She froze in shock as she realized that the monster, the Friagne, seemed to be be creeping ever closer to her unconscious form. [color=firebrick]”Mii-Mii! No!”[/color]

But Anri was weak. She wasn’t as strong as some of the other boys, nor was she smart, and she couldn’t even keep a cool head. She was a pretty face with a lot of guts, but those guts failed her now that she was facing off against a freak monstrosity with babies jumping of it’s stomach. She would stare down a whole team of jerkasses and punks, but this… Thing? That was too much for her. She didn’t know what it was, she… She didn’t know if it could be beaten.

For now, Anri had only one thing she could do: follow orders. While she didn’t like Shizune’s plan, Yuriya’s was arguably a bit better. Still running away, but at least they won’t get picked off one-by-one. Anri didn’t think she had the athletics to shimmy down the gutter pipe, less so in her heeled shoes, but right now anything was possible.  She took Shizune by her hand to lead her to the pipe, more so if she tried to resist. [Color=firebrick]”We have to go, or else we'll all be dead!”[/color]