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[color=firebrick]"Alright, lovelies. I'll see you in a moment~."[/color] Mastar smirked, turning into a full-tar state as she crept into the tank itself, quickly asserting her control over the two soldiers inside it as she arrested control over the tank. She formed into a partial state as she pressed whatever she used to communicate with Arson and Manifold.

[color=firebrick]"I'm in a tank! Don't shoot the one that's aiming at the others!"[/color] 

Mastar 'cracked her fingers' as she watched her tank aim, bringing the barrel of the massive weapon to face another tank. She looked around for a fire button, found what she thought was that (it was a red button that had something that vaguely sounded like fire) and pressed it, a tank shell rocketing out of the barrel towards another tank aiming towards Manifold.

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[color=adeaea][b]"... I'm guessing this is my time to leave."[/b][/color] Aesthetic looked at the cage she was in, but more importantly, she stared at the opening. She stepped over to the opening, reached down through it to grab a ledge with both arms, and gently lowered herself through the opening and onto the building's side below. More and more, she found herself falling towards a lower building, staying on that roof as she waited for the event to die down. There was too much going on at this part of the city such that she couldn't change back into being Charlotte. Once some of the crowd died down, she'd return to being herself. Afterwards, it was off to home.

[color=adeaea][b]"Guard, don't fuck this up. You know that it'd spell disaster."[/b][/color] Aesthetic commented worriedly. She was really hoping everything went right, because if it didn't, all of the Guard would have blood on their hands they'd have to live with.