[centre][h2]Blissfully Unaware Cat[/h2][/centre]

"Legs? What have my legs got to do with this?" Tanja wondered, cocking her head and looking down at the legs. She hadn't expected anyone to [i]follow her down[/i], especially not in some muscle-headed manner that ought to hurt, "It was just a second or two of flight." There was a frown of concentration and the pale blue lines running along her body turned a vivid pulsing red--the same red as the glow from her jump down, and of the translucent wing-like constructs that briefly appeared behind her. Then it was back to normal. "I... think Professor Weishaupt did flight?"

That got no further explanation with the arrival of the elevators, and especially Erika's worried expression... and pinching. "I'm sorryyyy, elevators are just slow! I need my hand free in case anything attacks us! I'll be good!"

Her other arm was firmly occupied, after all, she couldn't hold Erika's hand [i]and[/i] carry her companion [i]and[/i] even pretend to aim. That wouldn't work.

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