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Luckily for the hair-tangled hero, the alien that previously stood above her now seemed distracted by another. [i][color=ed1c24][b]Finally[/b], someone else has shown up,[/color][/i] DreadLock thought, relieved. At least that gave her time to escape from her own mess of hair. As she fumbled about, seeming to only tangle herself more, DreadLock tried to listen to what was happening on the building top as to figure out who was up there; but being all the way down in the alley made things just [i]a little[/i] difficult.

[color=gold]"PLAAAAAAaaaayyyyyyyyy!"[/color] the alien's loud wailing trailed off, closely followed by the sound of a large thunderous crash, almost sounding if a semi-trailer had crashed into a building at top speed. That couldn't [i]possibly[/i] be her alien, right? Nothing that small could make a sound [i]that [/i]loud.

[color=a0410d]"What about you! You alright? Need you to hurry up if possible!"[/color] a hero called down to her. Upon again raising her head and spying Guardian looking down at her, DreadLock had a rather [i]irritated[/i] look upon her face.

"[color=ed1c24][b]GET UP THERE?! UNLESS [i]YOU [/i]WANT TO SAVE ME FROM THIS HAIR-COCOON, [i]LEAVE ME ALONE AND LET ME WORK![/i][/b][/color]" DreadLock yelled back up, flailing her trapped limbs. Well, at least that explained why a tiny duck sounded like a truck when it crashed into a nearby building.

"[color=ed1c24]Oh wait,[/color]" DreadLock realised, all her irritation melting away from her face; with the little amount of hair that wasn't tangled about her body, Dreadlock formed a small tendril of hair. This tendril looked like a small dagger, and her hair fibres had indeed hardened, forming a sharp edge on the blade. With this, she cut away her hair-trap, leaving her hair as choppy as it would if she'd let a toddler near scissors. Finally, DreadLock could rise to her feet, dusting off the scraps of her own hair from her cloak.

Again, she summoned more hair from her hood and, as she did earlier, formed wings behind her back using her hair and floated back up to the top of the building. The red of her hair seemed to glow a [i]bright[/i] red under direct sunlight, as it so often did when she was actively controlling her hair. DreadLock came in at the end of the men's conversation, discussing [i]something[/i] about the other cities. "[color=ed1c24]I haven't heard anything from the little birdy on my shoulder,[/color]" she said as she tapped a finger on her earpiece, a concerned look on her face.

"[color=ed1c24]We'd best get this wrapped up as soon as possible, though... [/color]" DreadLock said as she stared off into the direction where she had last heard the alien's voice.

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[color=00aeef]"Hey why not play with me?! I promise it will be really fun!"[/color] a voice perked the little white alien's attention as it emerged from the wreckage. The creature's colour seemed to change a little, changing from white to a light shade of blue, as darker blue blood seeped from small cuts all over the creature's body - it was injured and in pain. But, it was too busy trying to "play" with the humans in City T to care about it's bruised and bleeding body.

The creature looked at the hero woman dressed in all black, it's large eyes staring at her, unblinking. It didn't move for a moment, before suddenly it started spinning in a circle, jumping and flailing it's arm's in joy. "[color=gold]Play time! [i]Play[/i] time![/color]" it wailed happily.

As it jumped and stomped, though, the building beneath it shook, large pieces of debris falling to the ground beneath the floors where it stood. Many of these pieces would be large and dense enough to crush a human being flat, so if a hero were to approach, they should take [u]extreme precaution[/u] when approaching.