[center][color=red][h1]Silhouette[/h1][/color]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/I15iaon.jpg[/img]

[color=red]"Should I slay or should I go?"[/color]
[@BrokenPromise][@Shifter_Master][@TsundereStorm][/center]
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The rather dramatic entrance of a magical girl had caught Silhouette's attention just as she, rather uncharacteristically (or perhaps nowadays it was in character?), had felt that things weren't as exciting as they could be. Was it a punishment or a gift? One could not truly say, not even Sil herself, but only one thing was for certain: There would be bloodshed.

It was unlikely that this new addition to the scene had the same objective as Sil did. Rather, the opposite was more likely to be the case. And so, because their goals conflicted with one another, this new girl must be eliminated if she would not leave. She did not fit the description of the VIP, which meant that the Ebon Mint did not care about this individual's wellbeing (or simply weren't able to predict their appearance). That didn't seem likely, so she opted to believe the former. 

Silhouette readied her blade while ignoring the girl's question, but unless she was incredibly dense, that should have answered her questions better than any spoken words could. 

She imagined it. 

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhQPngCsbPI]The path she would take.[/url] 

A simple application of stopped time and the opportunity it could provide Sil. With no time to comprehend what was happening, and certainly being incapable of evading the attack, Sil would plunge her blade straight through the girl's skull, eliminating her without any sort of conflict, without any taking any sort of damage, and without any sort of excitement. This had been par for the course when confronting other magical girls, ever since she'd become one good enough at her specialization to cease the flow of time. It was very similar to how she operated back before then, too. Because allowing a foe the chance to properly respond was putting yourself at a risk. It was failing the job as a swift, effective, and silent killer. It was not being perfection, which was often expected of her. 

It was the path Sil would take... if Sil was still herself. But power comes with a price. Especially power granted from a suspicious black coin from a shadowy faction that you were in debt to. 

But now... now Sil was occasionally prone to slipping. An assassin like herself knew the path she [i]should[/i] take, but that path was never the most entertaining nor the most memorable. Her corruption manifested in the form of some wicked desire to actually take part in a battle. Something she shouldn't ever do unless she was in a position where she had no other option. So, instead of the quickest and cleanest method of removal of the object before her being executed, she held back. For now, at least. 

If her foe wasn't worthy, then she'd grow bored and dispose of it without hesitation. 

[color=red]"You are not my objective. Leave now, and you may keep your life."[/color] she informed Penny, devoid of any sort of visible emotion. 

Though her words may contradict how she felt, this was merely an attempt at provocation that doubled as a judge of character hidden under the guise of a chance for her foe to leave. She wouldn't even attempt to stop them, were they to choose to retreat. In that case, she would be disappointed, but the person who would accept that was not a worthy foe. They were a coward, and it would be doubtful that they would ever prove exciting for Sil. Of course, that wouldn't happen. A magical girl who boarded this vessel with, presumably, the knowledge that there was an enemy up here, would not simply run away. Moreso, when you factor in that Silhouette had no real reputation that someone who wasn't a potential client would investigate, nor had betrayed her own powers just yet, the magical girl simply had no reason to be intimidated. 

Right now, she was a crimson-eyed magical girl in a stylish coat that was trespassing on the ship with a dagger. It was not especially intimidating to someone who looked as though they could hold their own in a fight, particularly because they looked beyond human. And so, this ultimatum she was given might have sounded like overconfidence, and that was more likely to incite an aggressive response than it was to actually cause the girl to leave. It also implied that she had no intention of surrendering herself without actually saying that. Man, what a proactive couple of sentences. 

Sadly, the girl had not the chance to answer Silhouette's incitement, as shortly after, the ship had begun to descend. That could only really mean a couple of things: One, the ship was going down and somebody had completed Sil's objective for her, or two, the ship was moving due to its owner's will. The rate of descent and lack of any sound signaling the ship's destruction told Sil that this was the latter possibility. 

How unfortunate. 

Sil, aside from keeping her balance and waiting for the ship to cease its descent and then ascent, did not move a muscle. She couldn't exactly figure why that was. Did she want to fight, or did she merely not want to give the girl in front of her an opening? Either way, neither girl had really acted during ascent and descent of the ship, and so a new magical girl had joined the fray. 

[b]“Alright you-”[/b] the pirate magical girl, apparently named "Shining Scale", looked at them. [b]“...What is going on here?”[/b]

Sil understood that she did indeed allow the pause in order to make things rather interesting. She wanted to make this boring mission fun, even at the added risk of doing so. Besides, she had this feeling that she wasn't exactly outnumbered (though she would never act in this way if she wasn't confident of her chances alone). And so, with two foes before her, she took the offensive, knowing that the pirate who owned the ship was not going to simply allow her to complete her objective. 

Her attack came fast and it came without warning. Empowered by her own magic, the speed in which she advanced towards Penny almost gave the appearance as though she had teleported. Had the girl's attention wondered elsewhere, or she simply was physically incapable of defending against it, the blade was dragged horizontally, intending to separate the girl's head from her neck. Was this a simple fight between two humans, someone wielding a dagger would not be making such a move. Of course, this wasn't any such fight. This was now a fight between magical girls capable of feats that far surpassed that of a human, and so removing one's head with a blade this length was quite easy. 

Sil would know.