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[color=FFC6C6]Word Count: 957 (+2 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]3[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 7/30
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky: Above the Great Barrier[/color]
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Primrose chuckled at the responses to the spirits she'd produced. It wasn't surprising that there weren't many takers (in fact the only one interested was the Medic, who ended up taking them off her hands), the weird creatures didn't look like they had much to offer. Perhaps one of the Phantom Thieves could have chimed in, offering insight into what they were actually capable of since they were the ones to reduce them to spirits in the first place - but they were preoccupied. The dancer put them out of her mind, listening while Alibaba explained a little more about her situation. So she couldn't go back after all. Primrose could argue that her human form did have use, but there would be no point. The deed was done. At least Alibaba seemed content with it.

Another surprise change in Alibaba's form came in the shape of sprawling tentacles. They picked her up, and once Primrose was seated in the Necronomicon's cramped interior she had to take a moment to breath and absorb everything. The inside glowed with patterns similar to what they found at the top of the pyramid, words and images flashed on flat surfaces all around her, and there were strange buttons and levers marked in confusing ways. Primrose closed her eyes, drawing her knees up close to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, tucking her chin in. After a deep breath she opened her eyes again, focusing on what she thought must be the view from outside. The rest, she knew, wasn't meant for her. That was fine, but while Alibaba was the only one to hear her inside the craft, Primrose theorized aloud anyway.

[color=D34C25]"The other Sakura must help fly you from in here,"[/color] she mused. [color=D34C25]"This is all a bit beyond me, but... I think it must be sort of nice. Two halves of the same whole. Never quite alone."[/color]

Joker called Alibaba a shadow a full of negative qualities, but even now Primrose just couldn't see it - and she was literally inside of the girl-turned-flying ship. As far as flying ships went, traveling the distance up over the barrier wall was disorienting, but not too much for it not to be a fun ride either. Looking out from inside, or however the view worked, Primrose could see the path leading to the mountain. This time it looked like a more straightforward route. Once the trip was over, Primrose slide out of the cockpit and into the waiting arms of Alibaba, who gently placed her back on solid ground. 

[color=D34C25]"Thank you,"[/color] the dancer said. She aimed a smile at Alibaba, but finding that in her Necronomicon form she lacked a face, and so Primrose turned away soon after rather than blindly look around the shuttle's exterior. She tapped her foot a few times against the stone. It had been her first time actually flying around, after all. 

when the flying members departed, Primrose joined in with the others of the advance guard as it were. [i]It's completely ruined,[/i] she thought to herself, gazing around at the destroyed buildings and the gigantic spikes. They looked strange and wicked, and she couldn't tell if they were organic or not. The best course of action was not to get too close to them either way she surmised, following along the path. Ahead they discussed something about the sand and MP. Primrose wasn't exactly sure what they were talking about until she stepped into the sand herself and felt strange. As if it was siphoning something from her. [i]MP... magic power...?[/i] The brunette stared at the sand, squinting at is as if it would start speaking to her. If she stood too long in it she'd surely be left with no power to cast her spells, which would leave her very vulnerable in a battle. She had only her dagger to defend herself with without her magic. 

Speak of the devil, as soon as the thieves crossed over the sand portion with help from Tora, a battle arrived. Monsters erupted from the ground, one large beast and a couple of vicious looking women with the lower half of snakes. Sectonia rained lightning down from the sky onto one of the snake women, but the other was unattended to - plus the large horned creature seemed poised to charge, facing Tora down. 

From where Primrose stood on the edge of the sand, she hoped she was in relative safety. From here she could sling her spells and, uncrowded, had plenty of room to dance on the stone path. The nopon was strong but when faced with that huge fiend, it couldn't hurt to give him a boost to be sure, especially when he faced it down alone.

[color=D34C25]"Here,"[/color] Primrose lifted her voice, bringing her arms up and away from her in a rising arc, before pulling them back in close. She spun in a tight circle, gradually bending her knees until she was crouched and the spin slowed, then she stood again with a flourish, throwing her arms out to either side of her. She shook her head, letting her long brown hair bounce against her shoulders. [color=D34C25]"The mole dance."[/color]

This was a display of defense, bringing the nopon's tanking ability to an even greater height. With that he should be able to face down any charging beast - although as it turned out, Tora didn't exactly face it alone.  man appeared from behind it suddenly, slashing at the monster with impressive speed. His appearance caught the dancer off guard momentarily. Whether this newcomer was a friend or a foe that just so happened to be fighting on their side for now remained to be seen, but for now they shared the same goal. [i]Another one to look after.[/i]