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And thus came the time. The Night of Carnage, upon the Infinite patients of Axis Mundi and Davis's Killing Game. Faith wondered around her room, checking off the varying parts of her load out that she would need for the up and coming battle. Her dagger, the Ignis Pouch, its fuse and a set of matches, and other different odds and ends that might have come in handy one way or another. She had already prepared some things at the location, within the ER room of the Hospital Facilities; having spent all day working with Mary and Daimyon to develop traps, she had had plenty of time to prepare. Such was the life of a Mage - one had to stay one step ahead of the enemies in order to come out the victor. And she had no intentions of losing.

She flung her door open with all her might, taking a strong and confident stride out from her room and into the corridor. A nervous anticipation left itself buried deep in her chest, less anxiety and more excitement. Very rarely was Faith able to participate in such battles due to her lifestyle and schedule. Planning dates and parties and all manner of different events, meeting clients and producers - it was a busy life, but not one she would ever trade away. It put her magic to waste but that was the compromise of doing the work of the Goddess of Love. To learn one had to experience, and if she ever wanted to be a successful heir to the throne she needed all the experience she could get, that was merely a given. In a way she had to thank Davis, although she would never admit it. His cruelty knew no bounds, and yet he had presented her with many new and otherwise inaccessible opportunities for which Faith was, if just slightly, grateful.

However, that was simply idle thought. The only thing she should have been thinking of was the battle they would undertake, but even with her steeled resolve she couldn't help but find her mind wondering. Was it out of fear or something else? There wasn't a chance she was scared, so what could it have been? She pondered the question on her way down the stairs, breaking out from their incline and into a seemingly the same place. If she didn't know better she might have mistaken the first for the second floor with how similar they were, but she had spent the day memorising the layout of the hospital. Ice's room was designated as E, located just at the end of the first corridor leading into the Patients Quarters; they hadn't set up an exact rendezvous point, but there, she figured, was where he was most likely to have been. The Night of Carnage wasn't even scheduled to begin for another twenty minutes.

And so at the end of the corridor, she lifted her hand and rapped her knuckles against its construction.
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"The Night of Carnage commeth Isaiah. I hope you're ready~"[/colour]

Ice had wanted to go see Aleecia, but he knew they would end up fighting. All that had happened today played in his mind and he didn't want to see the disappointment on his friend's face. So... Ice had left Allie to Calvin and had spent much of the afternoon beating himself up over it. What a doltish coward he was, not even able to face someone he cared about. Ice had cut himself off from the rest of them, not wanting to become anymore drained by the infinites around him, even spending time with Alice could make his headache right now. Ice had checked around his room for sweets and had found a stash that had been hiding away in his suitcase. After plopping a butterscotch and bloody fairy in his mouth, he had gotten to work on unraveling the work Alexandria had done on his hand.

She wasn't going to be happy and Ice would enjoy that. If nothing else, he could get her riled up easily, it was a skill that he had long since possessed.

Most of the bandages had been discarded. The braces on the fingers that were actually broken stayed, but there was only really one or two while the rest were swollen. He'd be able to wrap to hold the chain with pain, but still be effective in his attacks. His way of fighting would be reversed, so Ice went to practicing it without his weapon and with. Once he thought it would go okay enough, he tried to take a nap and massage some of the tension out of his limbs... to no avail. Finally, he had given up and thoughts had drifted by to last night and the bloodthirsty fantasies that came with it. 

Hearing the knock at the door, Ice stood up and opened it a few inches. He nodded and moved out into the hall. Besides his chain weapon, he had packed up a few shivs that weren't quite as sharp at the one on his chain, but could still cut savagely. If there was a use for his failed attempts, he would find one in them now. As he stared in the direction of the hospital ring, memories rushed through his head of the last time they had fought and if he hadn't been in control of his emotions, he might have shivered, [color=orange]"sod..."[/color]

[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Y'know..."[/colour] Faith took a step around Ice, between him and the direction of the Hospital he so longingly stared into. Her expression seemed mixed, on the edge, teetering between a neutral and serious expression and a full on grin; she was clearly enjoying the herself, but trying her best to keep it hidden as to avoid ridicule, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"I'm still [i]totally[/i] against you fighting here tonight~! Felix is gonna be fine, cause he can outrun Geina's little cannons, and Daimyon and Mary have enough traps to spark a Tumblr war - Willow wont be much of an issue, iiiiiiiiif they stick to the strategy. And I mean, I can totally fight little Miss Alexandria on my own~"[/colour] she scanned him, flicking her dagger between her fingers with uncharacteristic dexterity, the ornately engraved blade, peppered with runic symbols, glinting in the sheet white light of the corridor, alongside the reflection of the wooden handle, similarly adorned in carvings and alien tongue, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"So why'dya wanna fight, again? Did Alexandria threaten Alice? Or do you wanna get revenge for Calvin? - I heard from my little birdy the past events of this game. I can see in your heart that you like him, but your emotions for him are a bit unstable~!"[/colour]

With her last comment and slight flourish of her blade, Faith turned to her side and looked down across the corridor towards the Hospital. Her last game they had all voted to stay in their rooms every Night of Carnage. The death of one of their friends after the first trial at the hands of one of the Sisters had left them all rattled. Even Faith had been, if for only a short time. They were one of their favourite candidates for matching, and besides Jez they were one of her only friends within the game. But she couldn't exactly let herself shut down in the midst of their crisis. She was a leader, after all, and the leaders job was to their people - she couldn't abandon them. She formed them all together, and held the vote to keep out of the Nights of Carnage. It didn't stop people from going out if they really wanted to, but... it was better than nothing. Coming out of their rooms to a murder, that was a surprise, but that was the killers mistake - practising their crime first gave them all a chance to solve it and realise the similarities when the actual crime came about. At the very least, she was glad Jez wasn't around to deal with it all. All she could do was hope nothing like that happened again.

These people had a trust between them, though. Something Faith's previous game was devoid of. After the first murder and the subsequent loss of Jezebel to Davis's whims any semblance of cooperation went down in a blaze. Faith only barely managed to pull them together after the third murder. Now that they had lost their leader, what would become of them? Would they just kill each other off? Continue her work? Enter into a game wide suicide pa-
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Anyways!"[/colour] such thoughts weren't welcome here, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"We, Isaiah, have a battle to win! None shall stand in our way! We shall be victorious, that is the only path laid out for us!"[/colour] she tilted her head back, fully emblazoned with a wide grin, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"I'll match you with any Infinite of your choosing after this, so you better not die on me~! Oh. oh, and make sure to have fun! - that's, like, the cardinal rule of all this, 'kay~? Onwards to the battlefield!"[/colour] she announced, flicking her dagger so the blade pointed to the floor, and commencing her march forwards.

The man stopped as Faith created a block between him and his mission, that did not bode well for her. "I'm fighting Alexandria, you can back me up." He knew of the carnage sister's abilities and he also knew there was absolutely no way someone could off her by themself, [color=orange]"There needs to be a decoy and attacker, without that she'll murder us both. We've already lost the element of surprise so we have to be as swift and precise as possible."[/color] His voice was becoming more and more devoid of emotion, which if Faith had known him longer, she would have known that was a bad sign. [color=orange]"I don't want her alive to hurt anyone else, capiche?"[/color] All this talk of emotions was annoying the Blood Donor, he didn't want to have to start worrying about Faith or the others right now, just focus on the battle ahead. By all means, Ice didn't like the Matchmaker, but he didn't want anyone to run to their death either. If she died, it would hurt him, just as much as anyone of them.

 Fairy Dust kept chattering after that about victory, but what was the point? They were going to destroy a machine that had to be dealt with until the time was up, nothing more. [color=orange]"Don't die."[/color] Then again, his words had only fueled his worry about another infinite's death. He didn't care about his own.

Faith’s light giggle was an easy indication that whatever Ice had said, Faith wasn’t exactly on board with. 
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]”You’re funny, Isaiah - uuuuuugh, Isaiah is too long a name. D’ya have, like, a nickname or something? Allie is letting me call her Allie, sooooo, I oughta call you something too, right~?”[/colour] she chirped, walking off in front, before spinning around to face him, walking backwards down the corridor, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]”I know you’ve built up your little tough guy persona, with your cool weapon and emotionless facade, buuuut there’s no way [i]you’re[/i] killing Alexandria on her own either, y’know that, right~? I mean, be reasonable - if you’re gonna put my abilities down, what can you do? Damaged hand, supposedly combat inept partner - why, you’ve got a cocktail for death~!”[/colour]

Faith spun around once again, running on a little bit down the corridor with her arms outstretched, dagger clutches tightly to her palms, like a child pretending to be an aeroplane. Once she was at the end of the corridor, she danced a short ways into the plaza and turned back to face him.
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]”And I mean I totally agree with your whole hit and run tactic, but dont'cha thinks that’s a little... boring~? I’ve got my knife,”[/colour] she pulled the pouch from her waste, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]”My secret weapons, and my Tome~!”[/colour] she patted her breast pocket with her free hand, and grinned towards him, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]”We aren’t here to kill the psychorobot, Isaiah. From what my birdy said about Shona’s death, the Sisters come back suuuuuper quickly~! We gotta just distract her, and keep her around so she can’t respawn or get to her buddies and help em. What’s the fun in employing boring strategies when we can mess with her~! It might even do some good, right~?”[/colour] and with that she danced around the corner, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]”Just give it some thought, ‘Kay~?”[/colour] and down the corridor towards the Crematorium.

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The Night Of Carnage had started. They had taken a while getting ready, it seemed, or lost track of time, or something, as the screens crackled to life with what would have been pressumed as the announcement commencing the daily festivities. Soon, they would be engaged in combat with a machine designed specifically for killing. Faith had previously fought them before, of course, during one of her games first Nights. The Sisters there didn’t mess around, but they came out unscaved. Not for long, of course, but she held they victory with pride and high regard.

Except as Faith skipped past the Waiting Room, just past the stairs where Noel had said the past case’s killer, Shaun, was found by, she abruptly stopped. Beside her, the large monitor over the series of consecutive, uncomfortable looking hospital chairs crackled to life. Ordinarily she would have ignored it, since it was merely to be the announcement for the Night of Carnage. But as she watched, it was something entirely different: an elevator. From somewhere else than the screen she heard the sounds of machines moving, presumably of something in the Patients Quarters, or thereabouts, and her memory clicked.

Where ever the other Sisters had just come in, it was on the first floors Patient Quarter. 
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]”Hey Isaiaaaaaaaaaah~ You may wanna hurry up just tad - there are kinda more murderous robots on their way to make us into meat kebabs, and they don’t look interested in helping out little Miss Nariko protect her prized Violinist~!”[/colour] Before quickly skipping off towards the Crematodiumm ready and waiting to begin their battle.

They walked in silence and honestly Ice was fine with that. His brooding might have gotten even worse with Faith's chatter. As they passed by the Waiting Room, Ice's eyes met the stairs and suddenly 'shaun' was at the bottom, unresponsive and helpless. Krista was running forward and Mercy was checking for a pulse. Shaking his head, Ice looked again and found no trace of them, not even the blood from 'Shaun's' head. The fact that Ice had ever believed the boy had been gentle and kind unnerved the Blood Donor to the core. He had seen deceit, he knew what it was like, yet how hadn't he seen through Erin's simple facade?

While Ice had zoned out, he missed the beginning of whatever was on the monitor and mentally cursed himself. As he watched, his gut clenched in on itself. While the idea of the new carnage sisters coming in on one side and Alexandria coming at them from the other horrified him, Monika was what really put him on edge. Her giggle made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and his brain kept telling him to follow his flight response. While the instinct wasn't used very often, misuse had sent it into overdrive. [color=orange]"You watch the crematorium, I'll watch the exits." [/color]He turned to face the patient's quarters, his hand clenched around his weapon as he moved backwards.

In response to Ice's request, Faith turned to watch the Crematorium door as they began their slow and careful approach. There was no use in rushing the fight, as much as she didn't want to waste time, but there were too many risks to take into account to dive straight in. Ice has fought this Sister before, or so Noel had said, but Faith herself had no experience against Alexandria. How she moved, her attack patterns, even her choice of weapon was out of her scope of knowledge. It wasn't going to be easy, distracting her, but that didn't matter!

She shouted in her head, hearing the resounding vote of self confidence echo against her brain, but quickly silenced by the creaking of metal ahead of her. Watching the doors inch open, wasting precious seconds, only to see their foe barrel from its depths full force.

[b]”Ohz nohz, so uncool!”[/b] Alexandria's voice was far more nervous than normal. She stopped several feet away from the duo. [b]”If I don't get to calvie poo, his cutie patootie will be toast!”[/b] She lifted her spear over her head. [b]”Back you! I've got a boyfriend to save!”[/b] 

[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Ah... that's a horse."[/colour] Faith whispered to herself, flipping the dagger so it pointed towards her adversary, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"I didn't account for that. Oh well~! Come one Isaiah, we've got a horsey to put down~!"[/colour] she shouted, elbowing him in the back on the off chance he hadn't heard her approach. 

Ice moved so that his sides were facing both directions while his head was looking towards the crematorium per the noise of Alexandria's horse. [color=orange]"What I'd give to have a motor right now..."[/color] He cursed and threw out his chain to grab hold of one of the waiting room chairs. There were two objectives with this, one, to trip the horse, or two, to put the chair into it's bloodthirsty path. Faith's elbow had stung a bit, but he kept his mouth shut, all his attention on the carnage sister.

[b]”Calvie poo doesn't want me to boop anyone, are you really going to fight me anyway?”[/b] Alexandria only waited so long before speaking up again. [b]”Suit yourself, but I warned you.”[/b] Instead of charging directly towards them, her horse broke into a full gallop straight through the ER room. It appeared that she was going to try and circle around them.

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[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Calvie Poo?"[/colour] Faith turned back to Ice as Alexandria ran off through the ER, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"She doesn't happen to mean Calvin, does she? So it's true, she really does has an attachment to him - how interesting~!"[/colour] instead of looking around for where the Sister had gone, she turned and opened the door to the Neurology Room as she spoke, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Hey Isaiah~? Can you protect the stairwell~? - that's gonna be the way she gets to Nariko, soooo, you should keep that cornered off just in case she makes a break for it~"[/colour] and with that, she disappeared inside.

The purgatory was she going?! Ice ran toward the chair he had hooked and hurried to unwrap it before moving towards the stairs. As he reached the far side of the Waiting Room, he hooked his chain to the last chair and moved to make a line to block the robot, his body in an anxious cold sweat. [color=orange]"Why would blasted mongrels would Calvin be in any danger Alexandria?"[/color] He called, trying to act like he was going to reason with her, though he didn't think that would do much.

When Alexandria emerged from the other side of the ER room, she had an arm full of IV polls plus her spear. [b]”I know you saw the TV.”[/b] As she ran along the south wall, she pulled one of the IV polls out of the bundle and held it over her head. Of course, Ice couldn't see this until she came into his line of sight, between the physiology ward and the office cubicles. But by this point, she had launched one of the IV polls at him. It wasn't the most aerodynamic projectile, but those sisters had fairly strong arms.[b]”He wasn't in his room, so he could get booped! ”[/b] Alexandria continued to ride around the east wall. If faith was right that Alexandria wanted to join forces with Nariko, the stair well was the most obvious place to guard. But if Alexandria was really intent on seeing Calvin, there was a chance she would use the ramp leading into the resort, as it was the same distance from the dining room on the second floor.

Something was fast approaching Ice and his brain couldn't even process what it was. His flight instinct moved him as quickly as possible, lowering the chain and falling onto his back. The ground vibrated beneath him as the IV pole made impact and Ice swore, [color=orange][i]"Holy-[/i][/color] Pieces of the wall broke into a small cloud and Ice quickly shut his eyes, sputtering as a piece got into his mouth. Ice got up after his initial shock and wiped at his face before peering towards where the projectile had come from. She had moved clear in the opposite direction. Buttocks! Ice should have made sure Calvin had just taken Allie back to his room! [color=orange]"Faith!"[/color]

Faith dove out of the Neurology room, clutching some object or another, banking a right towards the Waiting Room at the sound of the IV Pole tearing into the wall. If her idea had gone correctly, Alexandria would have made her way to the Hospital Facility stairs and attempted to make her way to Nariko. Of course she just had to have other ideas. It wasn't the first time she had seen a Carnage Sister infatuated with a patient, but it was all she could do not to lament that her chosen foe was one such irregularity.

[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"I'm on it - just cover the Resort entrance~!"[/colour] but that didn't matter, not in the long run. She ducked back around the corner, past the door of the Neurology Room and into the main corridor of the area, with full view of the entrance to the Patients Quarters. Faith didn't know where Calvin would be, but there was really only one option left to them; keep the target in the room. Her right hand tightened around the glass vial she held, seemingly ready to throw it. 
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"The Nine Suns rotate like the hands on a clock, ticking away in perfect symphony at the whim of the Gods. Shadows illuminate the hearts of men, and in the name of Lux we burn them away~!"[/colour] her left hand flicked at a lighter, before bringing it to the top of the bottle - the neck stuffed full with a torn piece of bed-sheet. The fibres lit up immediately, igniting in her hand before being lobbed down the corridor, slightly inaccurately, but in the direction of the Patients Quarter entrance. The smash of the glass echoed around the Hospital Facility, spilling the flammable liquid inside across the hallway and setting it ablaze. 

The Molotov cocktail went off quickly, leaving flames that were nearly as tall as a child. [b]”Not the suit! I'm going on a date!”[/b] The flames seemed to deter the carnage sister from going into the patients quarters, as she rode right on by. But this didn't cut off Alexandria from the resort ramp, which she was fast approaching. This would likely be Faith and Ice's last chance to stop the carnage sister. Alexandria was ready for the waiting mobster. She raked her spear against the walls of the reception desk (Post). As soon as she came of the wall, she would strike Ice. 

But instead, she struck a flying metal chair.

Ice's arms were sore from trying to throw such a heavy object, but there wasn't any time for whining. Ice hurried to move out of the way of the chair as it bounced back towards him. He had whiplashed the chain so that it dislodged itself and now he was slipping under the horse's legs, his chain wrapping around it's front-left leg and Ice started to pull after coming out behind it, hoping to trip the mechanical atrocity. But then Ice had to deal with almost barreling into the fire. Quickly he dove behind the reception desk (Post)'s south wall. The trip would be slightly less effective, but it kept him from [s]melting[/s] blazing up into ash.

It was a troublesome scene to be sure. A tug of war match between a full metal horse and a malnourished mobster. Fortunately for ice, the horse's legs weren't especially heavy, and it was relatively easy to overcome the hydraulic cylinders in the horse's legs. It's front-left leg was pulled back, and its head started to dive. The room was filled with the ear splitting sound of metal grading away on concrete. The horse's jaw “bones” were sparking and kicking up dust. But now Ice was playing tug of war with the entire horse, and his hand was tightly entwined with the chain. He could not let go, and he was pulled out from behind his cover. Ice's feet left the floor as his entire body was thrown into the east most wall. Fortunately the horse had enough folward momentum that Ice wasn't hurled down the still burning corridor. But Ice wasn't alone in his flight. Alexandria was also thrown in front of her mount. She was able to make a graceful roll by holding the IV polls lengthwise with the floor.  Alexandria sprung to her feet without letting any of her weapons touch the floor.  [b]”You meanies, that's animal cruelty!”[/b] She blurted before running up the resort ramp. By this point, the horse was able to lumber to its feet. It turned sideways as to block the path towards Alexandria, and looked at where Ice laid on the ground. It made a mechanical gurgling noise as it's eyes lit up crimson red. 

Ice didn't even have time to brace himself for the impact and the wind was knocked out of him. His eyesight was momentarily blurry as his brain cried for oxygen. Finally he looked up and saw the horse staring him down, making sounds that weren't the most inviting. Alexandria had gone after Calvin and escaped to the Blood Donor's dismay. He gave an angry curse as he started to get up, his ribs aching and probably bruised.

Faith ducked past the back corner of the Post room and into the hallway by the second floor stairs and bathrooms. The horse toppled before her, with the background sound of Ice colliding with something solid, almost overpowered with the violent sounds from the Carnage Horse. The things body went down like a ton of bricks, flinging their target from its back. It wasn't a perfect situation, but it was workable. She pocketed the lighter, and drew the dagger from her back pocket. 

But before she could do anything further the Sister bolted. Faith's smile dimmed slightly, realizing their position; they would either have to split up, or risk the Sister fleeing to Nariko's side after finding Calvin. Neither were optimal, but...
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Isaiah~!"[/colour] she shouted from around the room, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Lure it forward and bring it to its knees so I can cut its head off, 'kay~?"[/colour]

His eyes rang for a few more moments, distorting Faith's irritating sing song voice. She wanted him to get closer to the thing?! Ice finally got all the way up, his injured left hand against his stomach while he tried to wriggle his hand out of the chain. It didn't seem to work well, so instead, Ice ran back towards the west hallway, the chain gripped tightly in his hand to trip the horse yet again.

Because the horse wasn't charging, it was much more difficult to try and trip up the horse while it was standing still. Ice was able to pick up it's leg, but it simply shifted it's wight  to it's rear legs to remain standing. The horse wasn't able to move very quickly like this however, and simply limped after the infinite blood donor. 

[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"What a pitiful creature..."[/colour] Faith spoke aloud to herself, slowly approaching the beast from behind as it limped down the hallway towards Ice, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"To think Davis would be so cruel as to bind a soul to something like you... To desecrate the dead is one thing - that Necromancer knows that - but to demean them is another."[/colour] she gripped the hilt of her dagger tight, the blade pointed down the hallway towards Ice, matched its pace to walk beside it, as quietly as she could, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"I bid you find rest, poor soul, free from the torment of a mechanical body such as this."[/colour] and with her last words, she gently placed her hand against the back of the robots body and forced the blade to the side with as much force as she could muster, intent on finding the softer parts of its neck to penetrate, and slice around across its throat.
In cutting the horse across the neck, she severed every wire running to the horse's primary computer. The robotic horse's eyes faded into black orbs. Faith felt the heat of the creatures internal circuits spark against her bare flesh as she dragged the blade through its neck, watching its body go limp under her attack until it slumped to the ground in defeat.
[colour=MediumSeaGreen]"May you find rest peacefully, 'O Nameless Spirit."[/colour] she said, trying her best to lay the robots dying body down gently against the ground as though it were a real, living creature she had just executed, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"Well then~! That was fun, huh Isaiah~? All that adrenaline, maaaaaaaaaan I cant tell you how long its been since I had a fight that good~!"[/colour] she ripped the blade from the creatures neck, wiped it down against her sleeve, and flipped it with the blade facing down to slide it into her back pocket, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"But oh man did you get roughed up, huh? I'd heal you if my magic wasn't weakened, but you know how it goes~"[/colour] before she spun around and started walking towards the Resort, [colour=MediumSeaGreen]"But come now! We have to find Alexandria and put a stop to her evil schemes~!"[/colour] she giggled, barely even giving Ice a chance to respond.

Ice leaned against the wall for a second before moving towards the dead machine. He spit angrily at it before bending down and attempting to dislodge the chain from around its leg. The weight of the horse's right leg was pressed over it and Ice strained himself trying to get the chain out from between them. Once he finally did, he felt around his tried and beaten body. It wasn't going to kill him, so he got up and headed for the resort, knowing Calvin would be in deep trouble otherwise, [color=orange]"...I hope you burn in purgatory."[/color]

Meanwhile, Denis's head popped up from behind the reception desk. Just enough to watch the two follow after Alexandria. He was glad Bliss and he took the extra time to run the strings along the ceiling like a real spy would instead of just laying them across the ground. He didn't look around long though. Denis could hear the sound of a chainsaw revving, and quickly ducked behind the counter again.