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[center][h3][color=a2d39c]Miyu[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=a2d39c]~Is that a reaction? I'm not sure. Huuuh.~[/color] Miyu thought to herself, as Henry pulled out a mirror. Then she shrugged and put her mind back to the real task at hand.

Miyu turned back to Balrog, [color=a2d39c]"Alright, first thing's first, I need..."[/color]

And then Fran happened.

[color=a2d39c]"Ok, really? Really? I mean, I know sex is your thing, but WOW you're playing that card hard. Allow me to demonstrate via angel stereotype how hard you're playing the succubus stereotype."[/color] Miyu flitted a few feet, up into the air, so that she could imperiously look down upon them... Other than Balrog. 

[color=a2d39c]"BY THE LIGHT OF ALL THAT IS HOLY I WILL PURGE YOU UNCLEAN DEMONS! I COME TO HELL ITSELF TO JUDGE UPON YOU! I WILL IMPERIOUSLY IMPERATOR IMPUNE UPON YOU IMBECILIC IMPLING INTERLOPERS! GRRR FANCY WORDS GRRR JUSTICE GRRR I'M BETTER THAN YOU GRRR JUDGEMENT!"[/color] Miyu waved one hand around in exaggerated gesticulations while the other filled the role of fake mustache.

Miyu landed, and resumed back into her normal, opening her mouth to speak again but stopping short. She glanced at Balrog, just to check something. [color=a2d39c]~Does Balrog understand that was not for realzies? Best make sure.~[/color]

[color=a2d39c]"Regardless, I've got work to do, helping out Balrog and myself. Giant mecha don't build or maintain themselves unless you're like, robots building robots. Which now that I think about it is pretty much the "Human" faction at this point. Hmm. I completely derailed that formerly snappy aphorism."[/color] Miyu started off relatively strong, emphasizing Balrog and giving him a nod. And then it trailed off into "Miyu is not yet a master conversationalist" land.

[color=a2d39c]"That said, you are kinda legendary among the rank-and-file back home, so I might make a moment of time for a little bragging rights."[/color] Miyu reached for the base of Fran's neck and her hips, stepping in with her leg to entwine it with Fran's. And then, as Fran hopefully surged forward* into action, judo-ish throwing Fran into the giant pile of mecha weapons behind Miyu. Miyu had no illusions about actually damaging the legendary rape-warrior with her meager physique who was known for brushing off holy weapons like it was nothing, but a harsh shutdown via skill might work for at least bragging points.

*Though Miyu had also planned for and was ready for pushing Fran backwards onto her rear for a notably less flashy but hopefully still effective move if Fran decided to pull back and make Miyu work for it. The only thing Miyu THOUGHT she wasn't prepared for was if Fran just stood there like a limp fish. Also, yes, she is Mantle of the Unconquerable Sun-ing the literal fuck out of herself to avoid any potential lust-magic-touch that is generally rumored to be in Fran's arsenal.