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[quote=Samantha Howard][color=red]"I suppose it's time to get dangerous"[/color][/quote][/center]
A young girl deftly traveled further into what seemed to be a war zone rife with conflicts between magical girls, with seemingly no concern for her own wellbeing. Her appearance suggested nothing out of the ordinary, yet her actions made her conspicuous. By this point, any normal person who was not deceased had long since abandoned the area, leaving any and all magical beings in the area to do as they please --- which they did. A fight had already broken out and had concluded, its victory fleeing the area and then subsequently being targeted by yet another girl. 

And yet none of these occurrences entertained the girl, who continued quickly making her way further towards the epicenter of the original disaster that had begun all of this, only giving the quickest of glances towards each and every girl as she did so. 

It was because she cared not who they were. To the girl running towards an apparent objective, these girls were only a concern should they decide to target her. Otherwise, they were not her target and likewise of no importance to her. Their dreams, their ambitions, their tasks... all of them, meaningless before her. But things were indeed getting quite dangerous out there. It was perhaps time to don her persona! 

Her transformation process was rather simplistic, compared to most other girls'. But such elaborate transformations were for fools. Her was efficient. She froze in place for a few seconds, not even muttering a word before doing so. And a moment later, the space she occupied seemed to shatter, revealing her transformed state!

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[quote=Silhouette][color=red]"Nowhere to hide."[/color][/quote][/center]

Now cloaked in her flamboyant, yet sturdy magical girl apparel, Sil resumed her course towards the source of this commotion. It would be simple to find her target. From her dossier, she knew the general information of her target. A name, a face, and her specialization. It made tracking her down rather simple, as there was only so much distance the girl could place between herself and these apparitions patrolling the area. Especially so now that a large number had been promptly disposed of by the other girls. But it also drilled home the fact that Sil could just as easily be found were she to warrant the Mint's ire. They were not a foe to be taken lightly, but then again she'd known that for quite some time now. It's why she bothered to be their dog. 

[color=red]"Ah, there you are. Found you."[/color]

She spotted a lonesome girl walking rather nonchalantly down the street. Silhouette's eye had no problem discerning just what kind of girl this was. Such spiritual energy could only mean one thing, after all. But Sil's job was not to slay the girl, only to interrogate her and find out where her loyalties were. That's why she even bothered announcing her presence, and why she stopped a few steps in front of the one known as "Chloe", holding one of the documents she'd been handed earlier as she blocked the girl's path. The document revealed a face that was indentical to the girl before her, so no amount of trickery would convince Silhouette otherwise. 

This was her target. 

[color=red]"Chloe Irving, missing agent of the Ebon Mint."[/color] Sil's tone was assertive, but she did not brandish her weapon just yet, still holding onto her paper. [color=red]"You are required to explain yourself. The Mint wills it and you will answer."[/color] It was best to ensure the target understood that she had no choice. The Mint did not often forgive those who wronged it, and when called, one should never say no. In being an agent for the Ebon Mint, Silhouette, too, had to provide the image of one you should not cross. 

But it was not just an image. Sil hoped for the sake of the girl before her, she was a bit more rational than her actions thus far had led the assassin to believe. 

For her sake.