[img=http://i.imgur.com/t9SKBzc.png] [b][u]Los Paraisos: Saint Drega's Chuch[/b][/u] Tried as she did, Amy was unable to remove her ring either. She had eventually given up fumbling with it altogether. Though she wanted to strangle the poor electromage every time he spoke, especially after Marcus made his joke, she remained silent throughout their entire trek. Poor, poor Syed. As the one leading in front, Amy was blessed with not showing her face, or seeing anyone else's for that matter. Her cheeks flushed with crimson all the while - whether it was from shame, embarrassment, or brewing anger was a question on its own... When they arrived at Saint Drega's, a man inside started up some rather unchurchly music. And of course, Syed just stood there, not really doing anything useful. On his hopeless behalf, Moira stepped forward and called out the priest(?). He looked their way, his gladdened features unchanging. "Hm~?" Immediately Amy stormed towards him; any heavier steps would have set fire to all the pews from the pure ferocity in her pace. Once she was within arm's reach of the man clad in black, she slammed her left hand atop seat closest to them and began pointing at her ring with her other hand - as if she were stabbing her own finger with an invisible dagger. Something she probably would have preferred over being stuck as... Fuck figuring out what happened first. She had an agenda to take care of. "Annul this. You annul this right. the fuck. now," Amy leaned in, baring her predator's teeth. If she curled her fingers any further, they would dig right through the pew's precious mahogany. [i]"Or I'll paint your face redder than blood."[/i] --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/dO6vRyy.png] [b][u]Los Paraisos: Outside the Bucking Broncos[/b][/u] Just then, the double doors to the stripper club burst open. One would've expected someone with a bull's size to have that kind of power; the doors were nearly knocked off their hinges. But no, it was a tiny girl with her two arms outstretched before her. A tiny girl with a fancy napkin wrapped over her eyes like blindfolds, only uneven holes were carved in to allow for eyesight. She beamed upon being greeted with sunlight and stepped out into the open, her cape - a pair of leather pants pinned to her shoulders - billowing in the breeze behind her before resting atop her back. "C'mon Mister Freddie, superheroes can get out of mazes just fine!" she glanced back into the room briefly. "What kinda sidekick are you if you get lost now?" Sure, Trixie was still without her weapons, but at least her hair was totally symmetrical now. Braids and all. Her smile widened even further as she turned to see a disguised man in red beside her; luckily for her, Aria recognized the pint-sized prankster from an earlier meeting and lifted the ploy from Trixie's sights right away. The prankster clasped her hands against her cheeks, puckering her lips. "Cri... Cri... Cri... Cri... Crimson... [i]Justice!?[/i] Oh. My. Omelets. Mister Freddie told me all about you and I'm your BIGGEST FAN! Quick, somebody, gimme something that I can get Crimcrim to sign it! Imma call you that, is that okay? McCrimcrim? A cool nickname for a cool pal. Cuz we both superheroes, so we both buds now, yo. Gotta keep it [i]cool.[/i] Fresh. Squeak[i]ay."[/i] Then someone cleared their throat. Trixie the Wondergirl leaned to the side, peeking behind Crimson Justice. Ah, so there were other people too! They must be his fanbase. "Oh hi! Are you guys part of his paparazzi or something?" Well, seeing that she could never hold in fake acts for long, Trixie began the shudder with uncontrollable giggles. "Pffft. Nahhh I keed, I keed. Nice to see you guys here! Where's everyone else though?" Man oh man did they look like total [i]wrecks.[/i] Especially Aria; she smelled really bad. "Miss, why do you have Thunderspock's clothes?" Whatever was in her arms began to smell really bad too. "And what's with the ugly meatbag?" "Ah!" Crimson Justice called, shooting a finger to the sky. "That is no meatbag! That is what we call... a baby." The caped crusader nodded with her newfound wisdom. "Ohhh. Okay. So what's with the ugly meatbaby?"