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[quote=Silhouette][color=red]"In which Silhouette decides to use her pride as a skilled killer as a way of hiding her edgy 12yo OC from her friends"[/color][/quote][/center]

Upon seeing the knight atop the mausoleum, the Crimson Cradle's Idol clutched the grip of her knife tightly. Her expression slowly warped into that of a vicious wolf baring its fangs, and she trembled with primal anger. The foe before her was a familiar one, a victim of an attack made by someone who was not herself. And with the trauma of that incident came a near-relapse that threatened to send Sil into another berserker rage.

But she was now stronger than that. 

[i][color=red]This feral rage is for mutts with no skill, that's not what I am! You can sit back while I show you who the [b]real[/b] Samantha is![/color][/i] 

Her features began to ease back into the stoic expression she was known for, the grip on her weapon following suit. The being inside her said nothing, but she could tell that it was displeased, to say the least. But she didn't care. This body of hers, it belonged to Samantha, the former contracted killer, and a current member of the Crimson Cradle. It was not property of some beast who could not differenciate between a target and a victim! Tighter than any vise, Samantha would take hold of the traits that separated her from the corruption, even if it was difficult or unfamiliar with her.

The girl from before, Shona, had in this time issued a challenge to Silhouette herself. The beast inside would love nothing more than to come out and play, Sil knew, but she'd stuck it in a time-out it was going to stay in so long as she could help it. [color=red]"Perhaps,"[/color] Silhouette clenched her left hand into a fist and then traced its entirety up until the elbow with her right hand, applying Stasis to it, before continuing, [color=red]"But even if that is the case, I really don't have the time to listen to a squire telling me I'm not worthy of something I've never asked for."[/color] 

Things had occurred in such a way that made this particular fight, as least for now, a strict duel between the two girls. With the others currently distracted by the horrors Shona had apparently summoned, she wasn't likely to receive help until they were dispatched. But this was fine by her. If anything, she preferred it this way. 

When the fight began, it did so signaled by Shona's leaping from the top of the mausoleum and subsequent slash at Silhouette's position. Her response was to raise her left arm and position it to deflect the blow, it now acting as close to a shield as Sil was going to get at the moment. Once it had done so, she attempted to jab her knife straight into Shona's neck before she could recover from her attack.

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[quote=Lucifer][color=turquoise]"Nothing written here will ever compare to what was written in my previous post, I'm sorry."[/color][/quote][/center]

Emily preferred to avoid fighting her brothers and sisters whenever possible, but knew the inevitability of doing so. For whatever reasons, Magical Girls and Boys would have to clash with other Magical Girls and boys, and in particular, those under the control of a Horror were more prone to do so. So it was needless to say that when she spotted the girl riding atop of a horror, she had her doubts that things would resolve themselves peacefully. 

Emily did not let her guard down. 

But even if she were going to fight another magical girl, she would certainly not throw the first blow uncessarily. And since this girl and this boy knew each other, she clung to the hope that diplomacy would prevail. While she wasn't subtle in showing she was prepared to break into battle at any given second, she eyed the two of them and waited for whatever conclusion their speaking might reach.