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Grace was a bit busy getting choked to pay attention to what was happening around her, but the mysterious scarf that had suddenly wrapped around Mr. Impressive's other arm was hard to ignore. It was made out of some kind of flexible material and was wrapped around Mr. Impressive's knife arm. It was impressive, of course, but not impressive enough to match up with Mr. Impressive. Mr. Impressive hardly looked in the direction that the scarf had come from before dropping the dagger and instead grabbing onto the scarf. Letting go of Grace for a brief moment, Mr. Impressive turned and, with a great show of strength, yanked the scarf and threw the OMNI like he was throwing the hammer in an Olympic event. There was a loud crunch as the OMNI hit the opposite wall. Mr. Impressive, with his free hand, grabbed his sword from his back and, with a swift blow, chopped the scarf off of his wrist. He sheathed the blade as he walked back, flipping the bird into the darkness as he made his way back over.

Grace knew that her best bet was to get the hell out of the area, but being suffocated by a literal metal man had not helped her physical condition, and she was wheezing on the ground as Mr. Impressive walked back over, rubbing his metal hands together as he approached. [color=DarkOrchid]"Fuck off!"[/color] Grace cursed, opening a portal beneath herself to try and get out. Mr. Impressive had quick reflexes, though, and in a split second, he had scooped her out of the portal, like a bear snagging a salmon from a pond. [color=olive]"Naughty, naughty,”[/color] he chided, holding Grace by the shirt collar casually and wagging his finger with the other. [color=olive]”Well, I can't have you portaling off now! Seraph has some very important questions to ask you.”[/color] Mr. Impressive, still holding Grace with one arm, reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs with a glowing blue strip that Grace recognized instantly. [color=olive]”Now, don't struggle, or else.”[/color]

Needless to say, Grace struggled valiantly, but her bravery was about as effective as that of a fly fighting against a bull. Mr. Impressive easily grabbed her wrists and locked them together. Grace felt an instant wave of nausea fall over her as the metal touched her wrists, as her powers were pulled away from her. She knew just as well as anybody else that she was next to useless without her portals, and so she dejectedly slumped to the ground once Mr. Impressive had subdued her. The (much) older man chuckled, his voice bounding through the dark. [color=olive]”Well, let's get a move on before somebody else comes to ruin the fun,”[/color] Mr. Impressive said flippantly, grabbing Grace once again like an old ragdoll, pulling her down the hallway away from both the OMNI along with Starbright and that Bullet guy, or whatever.

Moving further down the hallway, Mr. Impressive stopped for a moment as he heard the sounds of humming. [color=olive]”Sounds like the generators are working. So smart. I lo~ve smart women, you know, guhuhu~”[/color] Mr. Impressive said with a chortle. looking at Grace, who was attempting to squirm out of Mr. Impressive's (literally) iron grip. [color=olive]”Oh, don't fight it,”[/color] Mr. Impressive hissed as the humming grew louder.

Just as the generators kicked on, flooding the hallway with light again, all of the people in the hallway could see Mr. Impressive lean in and plant an unwanted kiss on a petrified Grace's lips. 

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