[color=f49ac2][h2]CORINNE SHOURICHI'S SUPER HOT DATE! A SUPERHERO FALLS IN LOVE FASTER THAN A SPEEDING BULLET![/h2]

"Fear not, loyal friends! My stalwart minions! Every moment since my conception has been spent planning this suit's theft! May your dreams hold me aloft on my flight to destiny, as I hold your dreams aloft in tuuuuurn!"[/color]

The Guarlion Custom had not sought to change its altitude after Corinne had thoroughly humiliated its Barrelion escort, so Corinne only had to keep pace with her counterpart - an easy enough task given the R-Blade's specifications. Normally she would have found such a task as this not just child's play, but beneath her notice; Hazel Ada seemed to be having tons of fun with this engagement, so perhaps the disabling of the Custom would have been delegated to her in most circumstances. But there was something about this Guarlion, or perhaps something about how everyone had asked [i]her[/i] to do it...she...she...

[h3][color=f49ac2][b][i]She loved it! She was so cool! She was their...their...[/i][/b][/color][/h3] 

[color=f49ac2][h1][b][i]superhero![/i][/b][/h1][/color]

Corinne squealed in delight as her R-Blade followed the Guarlion Custom, parallel, on its path towards her second-in-command. Adam was already engaged with another Guarlion, but he would no doubt prove capable to the task of distracting the enemy commander for the crucial seconds she needed. As he moved forward for an Assault Blade strike, the R-Blade's G-Revolver was drawn, ready for a pair of dead eyes on the Guarlion Custom's shoulders. Normally she would have found it a task worthy of the beam rifle, but even with her prodigious aim there remained the possibility of more damage than was necessary. A few dead eyes with the G-Revolver would do the trick.

[color=f49ac2]"Adam, my love!"[/color] she sang, already lining up her aim. [color=f49ac2]"Be prepared to catch the Guarlion when it loses flight capability! Anju, you saucy bitch, help him carry the load back to shore. Hazel Ada, cute mute, once we have the Custom, break pursuit. You're not in a video game. Aaaaand..."[/color]

She fired once, then again. One shoulder, then another. 

[color=f49ac2]"Boom, bye bye~!"[/color]