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[h2][color=ed1c24]Mirai[/color] & [color=f49ac2]Nymphadora[/color][/h2]
[sub]Partial Collab w/ [@Ellion][/sub]

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Mirai whipped her head around to glare at the lethargic girl whose very nature was opposite to her own. She had been about to say something back to the youngster when Rose made her entrance, naturally agreeing with her second in command on the matter. It took everything in her power not to shoot a smug grin in the girl's direction as Rose took her place beside Mirai. Unlike her counterpart, Rose was poised in a rather regal and authoritative fashion as she explained to the group their individual orders. Initially, Mirai was disappointed that she wasn't going to get to go one the adventure where a fight was unavoidable and someone's death was a certainty... however she quickly got over it learning that she'd get to poke her nose around where the doors had been sealed.

The curiosity was eating her alive, so much so that she was more than willing to abandon Arden to the care of Nymphadora and the creepy girl in order to learn what secrets hid beyond. Crossing her arms Mirai turned her head lazily as Sunni made her return, having faithfully followed Rose home to be sure of her safety. Naturally the beast took her place protectively behind her master, staring down at Arden with an intense glare.

She had to stifle a snicker, finding it rather comical that she had no need to assert any effort to get Sunni and Arden at odds with one another. Mirai had to wonder if perhaps it was because he was a male, an untrustworthy being to have so close by her master. Her thoughts were interrupted, however, by a knocking at the door. Eyes narrowed, she followed Arden's movements as he approached the door keeping an intense lookout for the surprise guest.

"[color=ed1c24]Were you expecting anyone else?[/color]" Mirai asked Rose quietly, maintaining her relaxed stance but always ready for a fight. She was certain the Hunters from the village below were busy with their own troubles, but that didn't mean one couldn't have wandered their way up the mountain. Mirai would have been rather impressed, but as the door swung open, the form of a girl was revealed with what appeared to be some kind of familiar perched on her shoulder. For all intents and purposes, she appeared to be a witch, though that didn't mean she was about to let her guard drop. "[color=ed1c24]Thank you Arden, such a well trained little monkey.[/color]" She cooed, stepping forward a few paces to investigate further.

"[color=ed1c24]Hurry up then, we haven't got all night.[/color]"

[color=BC8F8F]"Now, now Mirai, this girl is our guest, let's show her how hospitable we can be,"[/color]  With a smile, taking a step forward.[color=BC8F8F] "Nymphadora, if you would kindly take your group downstairs, I think we have this managed,"[/color]

Nymphadora, who had at this point been making strategic calculations in her head about the mission, nodded her head respectfully. Glancing at Celia and Arden in turn, she motioned to them silently to follow her out of the open space and into the stairwell that would take them to their destination.

It was only then that Rose turned her attention fully to the new witch at the door. [color=BC8F8F] "And, who do we have the honor of meeting on this fine winter night?" [/color]

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The platinum blonde marched at the front of the small group silently for a few moments, still trying to work out a few of the additional variables that their current "quest" could face. Each time though, she found herself glancing back over her shoulder at Arden as if studying him. Exhaling slowly, Nymphadora reached for a small pouch that sat on her hip. It was a charmed accessory that was bigger on the inside, quite handy when it came to carrying around potions, elixirs, and recipe books. Stuffing her current reading material inside, she ran her fingers along the sides to count how many vials she had with her at the moment.

"[color=f49ac2]Rose has put me in charge, which means it's my job to make sure you two apprentices make it back in one piece. So, I need to know what I'm working with here... What sort of offensive capabilities do the two of you have at the moment?[/color]" Living under Mirai's boot, she was fairly certain she had little to worry about concerning Arden. He'd have disappeared by now if he couldn't handle a little heat... It was the girl she was worried about.

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[h2][color=a187be]Avalon[/color][/h2]

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Avalon wasn't quite sure how to respond to the strange man dancing in the moonlight, his words rolling so smoothly off his tongue. Had it been any other, she'd have run him clean through with her blade, however there was something different about this man. He spoke as he moved; with confidence and morbid grace, twisting the pair ever about as they fended off enemy after enemy. How could she do anything but agree with what he said, after all, his words were the truth. From the moment the pair stood back to back on the battlefield they had ceased being a pair of separate beings and instead became a single entity. They shared a mind, quickly adjusting and predicting the moves of the other so as not to interfere but rather enhance the other's attacks. 

The woman made several attempts to rationalize their compatibility as hunters, chalking it up to sharp instincts on either side, perhaps complimentary fighting styles to begin with. Despite that though, each had complete, blind faith in the other that no attacks would falter and no harm would be done to either's Achille's heel. They were in perfect sync with one another, entirely comfortable in the other's presence. 

It took a moment for Ava to process that the fight had ended, or at least the dance had. All the enemies in their immediate area had been slain, either by them or their fellow hunters was difficult to discern, however they were in fact immobilized. Somewhere off to the side, Leo was snarling but she found it difficult to focus on his behavior as Emmerich released her from his grip and walked away with a flashy bow. Spinning her blade about to remove the fresh blood, she used the motion to hide the blush that had been creeping up the back of her neck, a sour grimace plastered to her face in a poor attempt to mask her embarrassment. 

By this point Ava was beginning to pant, worn out by the sheer intensity that had been the fight. Calling Leo back to her side, she fell back to watch the remainder of the fight. There were only eight of them left, and plenty more hunters ready to work. She would not be needed for this one, as was proven by some guy running about claiming to be a doctor. "[color=a187be]Idiot. If he's going to be this much trouble, what is the point in saving him? Just kill him while opportunity presents itself to rid ourselves of the enemy.[/color]" Avalon hissed, more to herself than anything. If her body could have been fueled on pure annoyance, she'd have been set for years to come after this evening's events. Alas, she was left to brood on the sidelines just on the cusp of exhaustion. 

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