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At first, Farce was shocked by the storm that hit everyone in the room, as Xolotl and Sonika both rushed in and demanded for the final two members of Lethal Force (proper) to surrender or receive the other end of the consequences. Farce was blown off the couch and knocked onto the ground, struggling to regain her breath. She looked over at Mantis, and simply listened to the voice in her head.

[color=gray]Heh, here's the cavalry. You guys better surrender before anything bad happens.[/color]

What a grand idea, Limbo.

Farce took a second to catch her breath before standing up, raising her hands above her head, not caring her face was being shown to Sonika and Xolotl. For a moment, she kept breathing heavily, before finally speaking.

[color=fff200]"I'm not gonna fight,"[/color] she started. [color=fff200]"I don't see the point anymore. Too many people have died for me to care anymore about fighting. If you're gonna kill me, just do it."[/color] She put her arms down, looking at Sonika and Xolotl with an apathetic look. [color=fff200]"Though, I highly suggest you don't end me here, lest you lose [i]her[/i], too."[/color]

Reality decided to glitch for a moment, before Limbo herself made a grand appearance to everyone in the room. It was only a second before her smirking face quickly turned into a face of realization. [color=gray]"... wait... am I a hos-"[/color] 

Farce reappeared in Limbo's place, putting her hands back up. [color=fff200]"Limbo's still alive for the most part, but she won't be if I die, I think."[/color] Farce kept her hands in the air before wincing, lowering one to clutch her ribs. [color=fff200]"As long as you're gentle, I'll come without resisting. I'm not really in the best shape to do it, anyway."[/color]

Farce's inner dialogue was going nuts, yelling at Farce and Whip with obscenities that would make the saltiest of sailors blush. Whip stayed silent, though, observing from within what was developing right now. Farce's own thoughts were off the charts though, trying to arrange themselves in a way that would help make Mantis calm down and follow along. She was familiar enough with his power that she could try, probably fail, but try regardless.