[center][h1][color=green]Frankenstein's Monster (Fran)[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Igloo of Fate, Sapporo[/i][/center]

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[color=green]"Ah!"[/color] Fran 'said' in response to the dark-skinned man's initial question, giving a very visible and clear nodding to indicate that 'yes, she could understand what he was saying'. It was almost a bit exciting for someone to have finally, FINALLY gotten that point so quickly...not that it made it easier for her potentially, but it was a bit of a relief regardless. 

Though the latter question was not something she'd have preferred to answer in full honesty. To speak was...unpleasant in this state. That other "her" from another singularity, though, she was of another class. She could speak far better, but by Chaldea she could complain quite often! It was annoying...much like speaking as a Berserker always was such a pain.  

[color=green]"Uh...,"[/color] Fran then sounded out in response to the second question the man had asked, giving a very vigorous head shake to indicate with that that 'no, she could not speak in this state'. She'd prefer not to, if she could...

Though as the sword duel finally came to its snowy conclusion, Fran looked to the two sword-wielders as the male one seemed to try to assert a sense of control over the situation. She couldn't blame him for perhaps wanting to do such, but at the same time...ah, this weather had truly picked up out of the blue. A true blizzard, and here they four were in this little igloo...with the lighter-toned man thinking the source of all this would be so close? 

In her experiences, though she didn't know the experiences of these others, had led her all over places just to nail down the source of the problems. Usually in the form of a holy Grail master would acquire to fix singularities, but...for all she knew this could apply here as well! So splitting up was perhaps not the best...argh. 

Fran gave a small pout of frustration in the direction of Jin, resisting the urge to let out a groan of her discomfort with that man's plan. Depending on what the darker-skinned man and this swordswoman did, though, she...might follow along if they all were going to. Or maybe she would stay here. It was a pain of a situation, and as much as being around so many people wasting electricity here was it couldn't be her only or first concern. [s]Though it was still high on her list!!![/s]

If only it was possible for her to communicate better with these people..

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[center][h1][color=white]Robin[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Akihabara[/i][/center]

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As this "Chrom" made his move, Robin swiftly rolled to the side the instant she recognized the glowing light and the move he was making. Aether. His own signature skill back home, a powerful blow that could bring mighty enemies down to size without fail in many cases. Though as she came to her feet, she felt something crash hard into her and knock her down once more to the ground. Gungnir almost came out of her hands as she quickly rolled away from this and stood up...only to find a clone of Owain there? 

She'd heard about such abilities existing in other worlds, though it really was not the time to ponder on it. She had lost a few moments to this Owain's attempt to assist her, which was a bit frustrating, but she felt he was right about one thing: Helping that other girl. Through some strange powers the smaller girl seemed to have been holding her own against the other opponent, but this fight needed to be finished fast. Before any more innocents on these streets were hurt or lost their lives to...whatever these things were taking on these different forms. 

Without uttering a word to this Owain about things, Robin turned to the pale-haired female enemy and quickly cocked up Gungnir in her arm in a throwing stance. It was not a normal usage of this weapon, but she'd thrown larger lances farther than this before!!!

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[h3]Skill Activated:[/h3] 

[h1][color=blue][b]Ignis[/b][/color][/h1]

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[color=white]"[b]Gungnir!!![/b]"[/color] the female tactician roared out into the air, even as the weapon left her hands towards at the pale-haired woman, with Ignis now coating it in fiery blue flames as it flew straight and true. 

This had to work. It had to. She had other weapons to fall back on, but between the added might Gungnir gave her and the potency of Ignis she was not making it easy for the target to avoid. One could call it like a meter falling from the sky, a missile fired from a legendary bow, or among similar things as it streaked with lethal intent towards Robin's prey. 

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