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~ [i]Chaos in Penrose[/i] ~[/center]

[colour=Lime]"I don't get why you aren't fighting... I thought you said you liked helping people?"[/colour] the deity queried, feet dangling from the roof of a building some short distance from the hospital where all the action was occurring. 

[colour=Silver]"Really? I already explained... Ive no issues with Beacon."[/colour] Thalia signed, surveying the scene from beside her Patron, [colour=Silver]"I don't... condone, their actions at all... but others have died, Beacon members have died, and now the Hunters are dying too. This seems balanced to me."[/colour]

Lothreen groaned, stretching her thin and feminine body.
[colour=Lime]"Gooooood, you're so boring! Go fight already!"[/colour]
[Colour=Silver]"Im not exactly suited, y'know. Huge battles just aren't my thing"[/colour] somehow, that felt like a lie. She reached into her dress, and pulled a whistle from it, raising it to her lips to blow it. Before the got the chance, the God snatched it from her.

[colour=Lime]"Nu-uh, you aren't suppressing your hunger until you go fight!"[/colour] Lothreen smiled, with her signature cheerful attitude blazing like a star. 
[Colour=Silver]"H-hey! Give that back!"[/colour] she cried, grabbing for the whistle, [colour=Silver]"I need that! C'mon Lothreen!"[/colour]

No matter how many times she went to grab for it, the Deity always evaded, keeping the artifact out of her grasp. The Monster Girl dropped onto the ledge, at the edge of the building, and sat cross legged. 
[colour=Silver]"Meanie..."[/colour] she sulked, eyes trained on the still ongoing battle ahead of them. 

As Lothreen stepped up behind her, the sky lit up a bright white with energy. The magic around the area was palpable, building with every spell, but to Thalia she felt it something different. A smile creased her lips, betraying the steadily built up hunger inside her.
[Colour=Silver]"Now that's something interesting..."[/colour] she said aloud, standing back up from her perch. Lothreen already looked happy, seemingly aware that he Champion was going to head into battle.

[colour=Lime]"Hey, hey, Thalia! What was that?!"[/colour] she exclaimed, more times than was necessary, with a glee only found in a child on Christmas morning.
[colour=Silver]"That, God... looked like someone changing into their monstrous form~"[/colour] for a second, Lothreen seemed confused. Then an even bigger grin formed on her face as she realised what was meant.
[colour=Lime]"You mean like your wolfy form?! Yay! I can't wait to watch this!"[/colour]

Thalia's tails swished back and forth, occasionally beating the concrete rooftop below her. Her ears twitched, and her eyes dilated - taking in every spell cast down below. She turned back, giving her Patron an eager smile, her deep eyes glinting in the light from the nearby fitting. Then, in one step, she fell backwards off the ledge. And from above, Lothreen gazed down, still grinning, and waved her off.