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[color=red]"Yes, I will shank a ho over ballet."[/color]

[color=888888]— Sam[/color]
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Learning how to dance was not something that interested the glasses-wearing assassin, but Trixy seemed to be having fun. Aside from a nod and a small, "hey", she opted to remain quiet and observe the two who took to the floor for a bit. Samantha did believe that competition was healthy, but she did not like a certain comment. [color=red][i]There can be only one Swan Princess?[/i][/color] Was this some sort of fight to the death? These were strange, dark magical girls at a chaotic party, so she couldn't say she trusted any of them. If things got too hectic, then she may have to step in, but she hoped not. 

Her [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZhGITHIbns]battle tendency[/url] was encouraged by the report Veronica had given the agents. She wondered if Cindy was desperate to start some sort of conflict. The electrical girl's initial challenge to the entirety of Penrose when she first appeared led Samantha to believe this might be the truth. 

Honestly, given the nature of some corrupted magical girls, she might even find some sort of twisted pleasure in the carnage that may ensue. Excitement as the adrenaline kicks in, a rush of blood as a ball of flame narrowly misses you, a tingle in a certain somewhere when your opponent reads your counter and you must respond in kind. 

...All of these things were despicable and completely impossible for Samantha to relate to in the slightest. Totally! Even in a hypothetical scenario where she DID enjoy any of this (which she most obviously did not, definitely), starting a war over it? Preposterous! That would drag so many other innocent souls into a conflict they most likely did not desire. Samantha was by no means a good person, but the only time she became sadistic was when Mika's cheeks were in view. She had some standards, after all.  

[color=red]"...I'd like to get a drink real quick,"[/color] Samantha told Trixy as the two prepared to clash, hoping it ease her down a bit. She'd been involved in a war before even if only for a short time and she could say with certainty that it was unpleasant. She took a few steps away and then, as if remembering something, turned back to Trixy. [color=red]"What do you want?"[/color] Under the assumption that Trixy gave a reply, Samantha nodded. [color=red]"I'll be a minute and nothing more, stay safe,"[/color] she warned, eyeing the other two girls with a hint of suspicion before departing. 

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There were quite a few people at the bar, but the bartender tended to her order almost immediately. Samantha glanced over to the side to see an inebriated magical girl causing a small commotion for some girl with a mask and a smaller, vulgar bunny girl. There was probably a good story to tell there, but prying into whatever situation that was was probably not the best idea. Besides, she was relatively sure that the bartender had used her as an excuse to get away from that trio. Either way, Samantha succeeded in obtaining a hard drink for herself and whatever Trixy had asked for. [s]This drink would be identified in Broken's next post unless Trixy would say not to bring anything. If that were the case, then obviously pretend like Sam didn't get a second drink. I was busy with DnD today and couldn't even start this post until after Broken went to sleep, Sue me.

Pun intended. [/s]

Arriving almost exactly a minute later, Samantha now wielded two (or one) drink(s) and drank from her own cup as she observed the showdown. [color=red]"Do nothing less than your best,"[/color] she told her partner. [color=red]"I'm confident you can pull ahead."[/color] There could have been a bit more enthusiasm in her encouragement, but Trixy was sure Samantha was likely doing her best as well.