Pixie walked towards Jason. Ignoring the shots towards her feet and swung the more blunt end of the scythe into the rifle. "Don't think you'll be needing that" She then raised the scythe to get ready to attack when she felt something slash across her back. Shroedinger had mended her leg and got up behind Pixie, except her accuracy suffered due in part to the basic support she had with one leg. Pixie then leveled the scythe with her waist and spun around, catching Jason inside the scythe and launching him into Shroedinger. "You two have caused some problems around here, but alas, I'll let you live, haven't been able to have a good fight for some time now. And I want more" She looked at the two before walking to a door.
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Sheila calmed down a little, and looked at his hands. "How do I know you're not lying like they did when they took us?" She looked at the man. Her blurred and dazed vision was finally starting to clear up, but only slowly. She couldn't make out exact details, but could tell the person infront of her was male. She stayed cautious, and like a rabbit, was ready to run the moment an aggressive action was taken against her. Her knees weren't knocked anymore, but were now tensed up, in fact, her whole body had tensed up. She awaited her answer.