[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjI0MC43NDY3NjcuU1hadmNuaywuMgAA/cretino.regular.png[/img] [@Oddsbod][@Lavulman][/center] Apparently Ivory's statement went straight through the green fellow's head, because he replied to both of her statements with "What". [color=#285D48]"What are you—Jesus I don't time for this. If you're here to help, or—"[/color] Before he could finish, a human went flying from the crowd. An Oni stepped out, boasting loudly about his own strength, until he laid eyes upon Ivory and her captive. Then he charged with rage straight at [i]her[/i]. Right now, Ivory was completely defenseless. Tortuga, Commando, and Ricochet were busy carrying away The Oni, and Haunt was nowhere to be seen. The only weapon she had was Powersaw, but the chances of him fighting a massive Oni all by himself were slim. The most he could do against such a brute would slow him down for several seconds, at the cost of his own life. But, the green fellow jumped towards the foe, and punched the Oni's leg, causing several burning wounds to slowly open all around his legs. Both combatants fell, with the Oni attempting to get up and resume his charge towards Ivory. That attack was more than enough, Ivory thought. Maybe she [i]had[/i] succeeded in teaching the delinquent good manners. Powersaw stood directly over the Oni, and stabbed two of his knives into his hands, impaling them to the ground. The Oni groaned in pain, Powersaw only staring his single red eye directly at him. One of his knives had begun rapidly spinning, hence his name. He moved the saw closer and closer to the Oni's forehead, until it was less than two inches from being split open. But that was too much. Ivory took control of Powersaw, and forced him to [i]just barely[/i] cut into his forehead. As soon as the blade touched, perhaps even before, The oni yelled in pain, obviously too much to still move. For good measure, Powersaw stabbed all of his four remaining knives into his arms and shoulders, ensuring that even if he could get back up, it wouldn't be likely he'd have the stamina to fight. He then stabbed his empty arms into a compartment on his back, replacing all lost blades. That itself was too close of a call; That oni didn't harm her because he was incapacitated by another Nomad, but she doubted any more Nomads would rush to her aid. Conveniently, she noticed a Nomad mounting a motorcycle had ridden in it a deafening burst towards the entrance, clearing a path to escape. She might have some explaining to do, but any safe exit was priority. Ivory walked at a brisk pace along with The Pioneers carrying their captive towards the exit, keeping an eye out for any oni, or potentially Nomads, that would attempt to attack her. [hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Mh6mjzp.png[/img] [@Surtr][/center] Haunt had hoped Ivory would forgive her for leaving her without warning. But she felt a less dangerous solution to the task at hand. So, when she had turned her head away from her after entering the brawl, she had stepped out. She felt a faint ki signature matching that of the monsters, yet wasn't as powerful or surrounded. Her original purpose [i]was[/i] hunter-killer operations, after all. She crawled quickly along the ground, dodging between hundreds of people oblivious to her presence. She identified their positions their faint, weak signatures of ki. She honestly had no idea why The Others were always risking exposure for such meager findings. It was like accepting a beating over one quarter of a cookie. Eventually, Haunt saw the source; Two young girls, one matching the signature she detected. Unusual. She expected them to be fighting. Their signatures had certainly suggested such. They were a good distance away from each other, both decently harmed. Haunt skittered behind the Oni female, before standing back up. She spread both of her arms wide, prepared to grapple the opponent. She hadn't even grasped the oni when her hidden mouth had emerged, causing her camouflage to disable. But all it would take was for one moment to secure the target. [hr][hr] [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjI0MC40ZWI0ZGEuUTJGc2RtbHVJRkpsWkhWbi4w/chewed-pen-bb.regular.png[/img] [@Crosswire][@Surtr][/center] Before Calvin even finished his sentence, the warrior he tried saving sliced his Igloo wide open, and leapt back into the fray. Right as Calvin was getting ready to fall asleep. Darn it, this guy just threw Calvin in a boat without a paddle! Calvin forced himself up, stumbling as he shook off the rapidly approaching exhaustion that came with the Igloo Nap. Thankfully he wasn't in any immediate danger, since most of the surrounding robots were being minced, blasted, or whatever have you by either the robot lady and the ninja. Suddenly, he heard a loud thump, like a car getting hit by a sledgehammer. Turning around, he saw a girl wearing brown pants with shoulder straps covering her topless body, lying against a car, surrounded by unarmed robots. Calvin shook himself awake, and rushed towards them. He didn't have much ki to throw around. What this required was a much more subtle, more conservative attacks... [color=LightSkyBlue][i]"Icefingericefingericefingericefingericefinger..."[/i][/color] Calvin recited as he poked each robot surrounding the girl from behind with a glowing blue finger in their temple. Each of them turned to face Calvin with their glowing yellow eyes, and raised their arms as if to start pummeling him, when out of nowhere they began to slow down to a standstill. And then, one by one they fell over, immobile. One cracked it's head on the ground, exposing their internal circuitry had been slathered with ice. Once they were all done, Calvin turned towards the gasping girl. [color=LightSkyBlue]"You ok? You looked like you got a pretty bad beating..."[/color] Calvin realized that the girl didn't look too fit to be here. A slim frame, albino skin, the fact she was coughing and wheezing... [color=LightSkyBlue]"Hey, you want me to get you out of here? I don't think this place is too safe for you."[/color]