[indent][b]October 26th, 7:58 PM
Caracas, Venezuela[/b][/indent]

So that was it. He'd just revealed how to stop him from hurting anyone. That suit he was wearing was his weak point, and if it were destroyed that would...what, kill him? She didn't want him to [i]die[/i], creepy as he was. No, wait...it sounded more like he would be alright, so long she didn't bottle him up in anything metallic? Maybe it was because the metal would keep him from "venting" and he'd therefore explode? In that case, she just needed to get that suit off.

And she [i]unfortunately[/i] had an idea on how to do that.

Clasping her hands in "awe" of his bravery, Lady Arcana offered him a pretend swoon. [color=orchid]"Oh my, you're [i]so[/i] brave, Mr. Bang! I don't think I can stand to wait another minute to get out of these old, hot clothes so I can know you [i]better![/i]"[/color]

Grasping the hood of her cloak, she pretended to fan herself with it as she desperately fought back her gag reflex. [color=orchid]"But I'm a traditional sorta girl, Mr. Bang. I like it when the [i]man[/i] takes the lead, so if you show me yours, I'll show you mine..."[/color]

Her eyes settled on him as she decided to hammer the point home. [color=orchid]"That [i]is[/i] the way Jesus intended things, after all. You believe in Jesus, right Mr. Bang?"[/color]

Gods, she hated herself so much right now.