[center][h1][color=silver]Annabelle Irons[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] [color=silver]"Eh, i guess somethin' like that would work better. Boss' wanted to try to keep this place hidden, but he might take the suggestion,"[/color] Annabelle said in response to the Rose Knight's first suggestion, before giving a casual shrug in the face of that, [color=silver]"Cool name you have though!"[/color] [color=silver]"Eh, you mean the girl from earlier, if i heard ya right? One who seemed ta kill you? No wait, that wouldn't be it....hmmm....nah, i don't recall a thing, actually. I didn't make it there in time to see who was causing the incident, but my boss had some guesses since whoever did that obviously dealt with spirits. And there's a few patrons around here that could deal with that, at least among the ones he knows are actually in this city so far. There's a couple of Lesser Forces here he found the presence of before i got here, who might fit the bill with spirit stuff. Then there's ol' Asgenav, a horror who for all i know coulda' done something....boss sensed his presence in this city too. Eh, though i guess the Lesser Forces might be more likely since Asgenav uses mirror or somethin'. One of the two is some dragon, doesn't like Horrors, so Boss had heard some passed on word about him in the far past. Iesud i think is its name? Supposed to have a magical girl around here. Other is some modern goddess, someone named "Majora" who has powers related to the dead. Got her two girls holed up in some apartment yesterday maybe. So if you wanna take a cool, maybe seek them out and-"[/color] Before she could continue further, Annabelle seemed to pause all of a sudden . Ah, that was...eh? So [i]that's[/i] where he had sent Nevermore! Then why was he telling her now though? It somewhat made no sense, but at least she knew where her familiar was now. Had kinda missed the talking parrot of a raven, cheeky as she was at times. Though boss using it as a messenger for something "discreet" was kinda odd, since he had a lot of others who could have just delivered a message through the shadows. Annabelle looked back at Amaryllis again, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly with a stupid grin on her face. [color=silver]"Eh, sorry, boss was tellin' me a little more. Anywho, that's as much as i and boss know on that matter. Though honestly, if whoever did that was goin' that public, she could be wanderin' about town for another location for all we know. Eh, just a thought~ But if ya want info on the one eating bodies, which is kinda disgusting and rude actually, boss has info on her. Though he says you might wanna come back tomorrow for that info, since we gotta do some repairs to this place on the inside tonight. Haha!"[/color] Annabelle was earnest enough in her speech, or at least she wasn't lying, that much was potentially assured in her behavior in this situation. At least...to herself. No telling how others might take all of that, at least in her mind, though the sudden interruption of Soth talking to her mind had been kinda off-putting with the seemingly random information. All in all, she did personal enjoy the attention a bit, the conversation as well to boot! However, like earlier she felt that someone else could be hiding out there whilst looking on. Oh! Speaking of which she had wanted to go find her new friend some gifts! Not that the cash and food, plus a meal for the three of them, hadn't already been a lot to give. Ah. Maybe later then she could go do a little shopping? Yeah, actually, that didn't sound bad at all! [@ERode] [@Rune_Alchemist] [hr] [center][h1][color=blue]Nina Kujo[/color] and [color=violet]Alice Honorsby[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] One sentence was said again by Alice before comms were finally cut. [color=violet]"....I think she may have noticed me. She's moving towards my location."[/color] Nina felt a chill down her spine. So the target had noticed Alice, eh? She had told Alice before all this to find a better hiding position than the rooftop, just in case. Then again, the veteran magical girl could handle herself normally, though in this case if spirits were again employed...hmmm, she needed backup for that then. And who better than a user of spirits like Nina herself? It was better to be safe than sorry in all of this anywho, at least in her mind, and she didn't want Alice getting holes punched through her like she'd described those victims earlier as being like. [color=blue]"Yare yare....come out, Platinum Star!"[/color] [center][hider=Platnium Star][img]https://i.imgur.com/0pclXq3.jpg[/img][/hider][/center] Summoning one of her large array of spirits to her side, its translucent body appeared floating in the air beside her and just behind her back. Good for physical attacking and dealing with spirits, this particular spirit had a nice ability as well in Nina's eyes. At least, a power that might work well in facing a foe in the air or such. She didn't know for sure, but still. Her strength revving up, Nina launched herself up from the ground. The concrete cracked and buckled under the strength, making a loud and distinct noise that cut through the air. As Red Rifle would have noted if she saw the scene, "eh, Stardust Crusader isn't one for subtlety". A few heads of locals near enough the scene;s location looked around themselves as the sudden cracking noise, lightly worried at the sound. But by this time, Nina would have begun starting to blitz toward Alice's location. Stardust Crusader was going to back up Red Rifle, and she meant it. [center][i]-Meanwhile-[/i][/center] Red Rifle had backed up a little upon seeing the orb held out toward her direction, muscles tense with trained and experience instincts kicking into gear. And in this case, her instincts seemed to be right as a beam of energy cut through the sky right towards her. Leaping to the side, Red Rifle's magic flared up into a "flight" spell, wind cushioning her body and allowing her to float there in the air near where the roof....or what remained of it perhaps, was. A small, yet distinctly cheeky smile came to the magical girl's face at the "close call" of sorts, before flying up to match the elevation of the crystalline-winged girl. Her rifle was in her hands as well. [color=violet]"Ah cmon'! Can't a girl appreciate seeing a cute little butt like yours from a distance these days? Unless your being a little tsundere....huhuhu~"[/color] Red Rifle said, throwing back a bit of her own banter as she kept an eye on things carefully, continuing on as she adeptly multi-tasked things on her end at least, [color=violet]"In the end i'm just a Red Rifle lookin' to nail some cuties like yourself~ And you are?"[/color] [@MadManMoon][@Rune_Alchemist] [hr] [center][h1][color=lightblue]Nevermore[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] [color=crimson][i]'Find the local contact for The Ebon Mint. Then, once you have her attention, make that request for me.'[/i][/color] The raven nearly rolled her eyes at all of this. All her eyes. In War Mode. But that would have made a big scene for nothing, and she knew the boss would be on her tail feather in a heartbeat if she did that. Honestly, she'd rather have stuck with the kid back at the school! Annabelle was likely there now, and as annoying as that black-hole-stomach magical girl could be....she was at least kinda nicer than some others the raven had been around before in this world. Lord Soth had chosen well, it seemed, for a herald in this world. Er, not that it was this world's time to end or anything. That would have been a far different story, with a lot more drama and enough action to sate her for the next hundred years! Regardless, she'd been searching for this person....er, what was the name again? Veronica! Yeah, that was it. She'd been searching for this Veronica for hours on end, before her other 'master' had arrived proper in Penrose at least. One location to another, mentions of a name here and there and such, but she couldn't back down on her mission to make contact with The Ebon Mint's local rep for Lord Soth. But at least she now she knew what she'd say next time, the next the boss asked her to do something like this again that is- [center][h3][color=lightblue]"Quoth the raven: NEVER. MORE."[/color][/h3][/center] ....What could she say? That one poet this world had who wrote that, albeit more "poe"-etically than she could, was a nice read. Albeit, she had managed to scrape up some road kill off the local birds in the meantime. Score!!! [@BrokenPromise]