[h1]Kirisame Marisa, Client World 12262009-A(Macross)[/h1]

Marisa shrugged when Kakine suggested getting back down to the ground, and as he lowered his platform, the Perfectly Ordinary Witch began to steadily lower out of the sky on her broom. As she listened to Misaka continue on, questioning Gensokyo, she couldn't help it. The girl's way of talking was still weird! It really was like she was narrating everything she did, no matter what it was and no matter what it would give away about her thought processes. It was really kinda funny, but the small blonde decided against making any comments on it. There was more interesting stuff to focus on right now.

"Gensokyo's a pretty awesome place!" Marisa declared, cheerfully, "If your world has one... I think that's how this whole multiverse thingy works... you probably don't know about it!"

In spite of standing sideways on her broom, the witch seemed to have maintained her balance so far.

"And nah, I'm not from around here! I shot my way in, it was pretty awesome! Enough magic just gets me a nice hole through reality, long enough for me to get through! All I've gotta do to leave is shoot my way back out!"

[h1]???, Research Facility[/h1]

The shot had hit. Forcing herself to her feet, the gunslinger girl pulled her injured leg along as quickly as she could, stowing her rifle on her back once more. This motion was in time for her to see the syringe-wielding creature, and interpose what remained of her prosthetic between herself and the needle. The tip of the needle bit in, but it didn't go all the way through, and the girl took this opportunity to backhand the creature as hard as she could. She needed to take this opening as fast as possible...!

Reaching to her belt, the girl pulled out the one thing she felt would still be of use here. It wouldn't be aimed for either Cinder or Charlotte, though... Hooking her thumb into the pin, she tugged out out, and hurled it into the hall. It was high enough yield that it had a decent chance of collapsing the hall and keeping the machine difficult to access. It was really her only hope at this point.

With that, the girl jammed her thumb down on her transporter. The coordinates were just a leap back to the nearest Yggdrasil base. She could get medical attention there.

There was a noticeable flash as she vanished.

The grenade would go off any second now.