[center] [h1][color=F65772]H[/color] [i]i l a r i a[/i][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/PiwtRDV.png[/img] [color=F65772]"Give me cake, or I'll give you death~!"[/color] [color=888888]— Hilaria[/color] [/center] Mariette and the cat-gangster had fled the scene, leaving three left to deal with the approaching Ascendancy, whom Hilaria initially could not care less about. In the face of good food, anything could wait! If there was one thing that did not decay over the millennia, it was her appreciation for food. She could kill for it, even. It was a shame that the Ascendency did not realize this. Because in their ignorance, they opted to interrupt the trio with matters that did not pertain to food, or 'trifles' as one might call them. They could not be neglected any longer. Hilaria slowly turned to the members of said organization, who were now throwing around their weight. How bold, but more so unwelcome. [color=F65772]"Eh~?"[/color] as she returned to her ditzy way of speaking, she raised a finger to her lips, a cute smile on her face. [color=F65772]"You want to purify Hilaria~? Mmm, but Hilaria doesn't want to, she'd rather eat~!"[/color] she declined for this simple reason. Yet instead of leaving it as an offer, the Ascendancy made it a threat. Hilaria did not like this one bit. There was food to be had and now they wanted to posture? Who did they think they were? Nothing but a group of well-intentioned thugs doing ill-willed things in the name of self-righteousness? How many times had she seen that in her life? So uninspired. Vulcan rested in her hands but she wasn't wielding it in a way to suggest she was going to attack -- yet. Her smile remained, even as the girls before her continued chattering amongst themselves. They seemed to know of her, judging by the fact they brought up 'The Eternal', which had been used on occasion as a title of sorts for her. If anything, she'd prefer Aeternum, but it wasn't like she got to choose what people called her. They then requested she followed them for another reason. [color=F65772]"Mmm, Hilaria thinks..."[/color] as she replied, her eyes slowly rolled onto Violet. It was only a split second, but she would notice a completely unamused expression from the ancient magical girl. Displeased, even. This, however, was replaced with her typical smile as if it had never happened. [color=F65772]"...that she doesn't want to listen to people who are mean to her~ Hilaria doesn't like bullies~!"[/color] she declined. Hilaria took a moment and glanced back at the other two girls with her. The Ascendancy was clearly the kind of faction that wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. Though she would not be intimidated by them, and she wasn't particularly averse to engaging in a more hands-on approach to discipline, she was under a new patron that required positive emotions. Fights between magical girls rarely had these, and it was not as though Hilaria wanted to drag the other two into this. She was mostly sure they would be the type to try to help in this situation. Complying with them, at least for the time being, was what she should probably do. [color=F65772]"But~!"[/color] she raised her pointer finger as if she came up with a brilliant idea. [color=F65772]"Hilaria enjoys good food~! Maybe if there was the promise of a good meal, then she'd reconsider~"[/color] she gave a sly look to Violet. It was her hope they'd at least put the effort into entertaining this request. If they didn't... well, nobody could say she did not try to solve things peacefully. [center] [h1][color=turquoise]E[/color] [i]m i l y[/i][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/g7NL7MY.png[/img] [color=turquoise]"Sleepover!"[/color] [color=888888]— Emily[/color] [/center] As she entered the room, she gave a small wave and a 'hi' to the others. Emily saw that they had chosen to stay the night here, and looked to Helga, whom asked her if she was going to do the same thing. She took a moment to consider her options. It had apparently been months since they'd been forced into that beach dimension, in contrast to the few days they felt. That was a lot of time to pass, and it wasn't like she was some sort of NEET -- she had obligations and duties to perform. Or, well, usually she would. Most humans evacuated so it wasn't like she could go back to work. But she imagined the soup kitchen was feeling the pain when people were there, as they were understaffed as it was. She hoped they had found someone willing to volunteer in her absence, that was her biggest worry. It was unlikely they had been set upon by monsters, as she still had her artifact there to ward them off. But there wasn't much she could do now, so there wasn't any reason to decline Helga. [color=turquoise]"Um..."[/color] she spoke. [color=turquoise]"I-if that's alright with you, then I will."[/color] she agreed, both because she didn't have any reason not to and because she also wanted to see if Helga's friend was okay. Emily went to retrieve her coins. [color=turquoise]"How much will it be?"[/color] she asked just before Helga started contacting Su. [center][h1]S [color=red][i]i l h o u e t t e[/i][/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/I15iaon.jpg[/img] [quote=Silhouette][color=red]"I'm good with my hands, you could say."[/color][/quote][/center] Judging by her skeptical expression, Silhouette figured that Su was not buying it. Rather unfortunate, but the mistake was her own. It wasn't ideal, but so long as Su did not take offense to her and become hostile in any way, which did not seem likely, then it was probably acceptable. Their focus should instead be on the danger and not each other, anyways. Things always got sticky here in the Overc-- A sound came from her phone, only this time she wasn't entirely sure what it meant. It was an alert of some sort, but that was all Silhouette could deduce. They weren't yet engaged in a fight and this was only going to take a few seconds at most, so she quickly checked what was going on. And she regretted it, again. A poll to decide what she'd wear to that concert? Did Trixy really think Samantha was going to give her good fashion advice? That sort of thing was... she wasn't good at it. She wore whatever suited the weather, after all. As Sil went to write a [i]short and concise answer[/i], the Glimmr post apparently triggered a hostile reaction from a fellow Cradle agent. This was understandable. And Trixy was certainly not helping her cool down. Once the conversation turned to actual threats, Silhouette figured she needed to address it. Her post went as thus: [i][color=red][quote]Trixy, please focus on subjects pertaining to the CC's interest when you make posts here. You know it causes frustration from other agents when you make silly posts. Blair, try to jog your memory for a second. Who do you work for? These sorts of threats and the vulgar language you are using are not acceptable and do the CC's image harm about as much as Trixy's frivolous behavior. I sincerely doubt Veronica would be pleased to see this. Finally, as I am not well-versed in the subject matter, take my suggestion with a grain of salt, but Considering this is an event that could be considered a special occasion, you should rule out using your magical girl outfit as that does not give any such impression. And because this is not a school activity, I see no reason why you would wear the uniform, either. Since I have no suggestions in this regard, you may also remove 'other' from the list. This would leave but 'Cosplay' and 'Sexy', either of which can be chosen. I also could not guide you to any sort of character to cosplay, so I am no help there. If I were to lean towards any direction, it would be in the 'sexy' side as I believe it fits well with your blatantly coquettish mannerisms.[/quote][/color][/i] Trixy would certainly have the hand on Silhouette if she was just using her muscle memory for the keys on her phone. But as a Time user, certain benefits were afforded to her. With her capabilities buffed, she was able to both think of a response and type it in incredible speed. Very few seconds, to be precise. But this was enough for things to turn sour. Noticing people were moving about, she stashed her phone once again and looked up to notice that Mika had disappeared and Su had jumped off the cloud. [color=red]"...what?"[/color] She shook her head. It wasn't good to question things. That was tiring. Instead, she peered over the edge of the cloud to see what was happening. Sour indeed. [color=red]"..."[/color] Presumably, their intentions had been to delay the Ascendancy behind them by disturbing that creature. If that was the case, then it had worked, but Mika had suffered serious damage. Silhouette was only partial to seeing her worked up as a result of teasing. To see her physically hurt was... a bit unsettling. But at least Lily had grabbed her and was zooming towards the Overcity. But then she looked back. Lily didn't even need to fire the arrow for Sil to see what the intent behind it was. [color=red]"Hold on!"[/color] she warned the others mere moments before the arrow struck and the cloud dramatically picked up its pace. Sil turned back. It was definitely important to get someone injured attention they need as fast as possible, but they were leaving Su behind, were they not? She should be able to fly, but it'd be best to give her a bit of a boost as well, as long as Lily was doing it. In comparison to Lily with her bow, Silhouette's range was lacking. Her influence was strongest the closer she was to it, and without some form of a projectile to imbue, she couldn't affect things too far away. Su herself was out of reach, but it wasn't like she couldn't offer any support. Silhouette would make temporal rings in the wake of the cloud that would give a momentary boost to the speed of whatever passed through them. It wouldn't last long, so she made more than one as they went along. They appeared as distortions in the sky, easy enough to catch with one's eye. [color=red]"Pass through those and keep up!"[/color] she shouted to Su. Why did things have to be a pain all the time?