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[color=FFC6C6]Word Count: 764 (+2 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]5[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 15/50
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon[/color]
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[color=lightgray][i](Level up pending . . .)[/i][/color][/center]
Safely out of the museum, Primrose exited the car as soon as possible and breathed out a sigh of relief. She leaned herself against the wall of a nearby building, gently shaking her legs and hoping they stopped feeling like jelly soon. The artists she tucked into her bag she lifted out and placed on the ground, where they lined up to be returned to normal size. 

The visit into the museum had turned into quite the adventure. Primrose removed the masque from her face, holding it in front of her to get a good look. She recalled that Panther said the blue and white accessory looked good on her, contrasting with the red and black she wore. The dancer was thinking more about how it felt than how it looked, though. Compared to her first escapade with the Thieves, even though this one was more of a close call towards the end they all felt more like a cohesive unit, even including Jesse and herself. It was nice. 

She packed the masque and matching watch away into her bag and straightened up, smoothing her clothes and hair. A habit she wouldn't be breaking anytime soon, making sure her appearance was up to par even when they were just headed to the local hospital. 

Once the artists were dropped off, Primrose waited with the others both to cool down and wait for the, hopefully, good news in regards to the weary artists. Rather than doze she busied herself organizing the things they'd ended up with after the museum heist. Besides the spirits, most of it was junk. The spirits themselves Primrose peered into. They were all monstrous, if not all in looks then definitely in personality. The thought of fusing with any of them made her wary, even Yuga despite how his magic power might increase her own. For now, all of the haul was tucked away ready and waiting for whomever wanted to claim it.

Eventually the good news did come. It might take a while, but the artists would recover. Primrose was glad they were able to rescue them all in the end. She glanced at 'Fox.' He seemed like a good kid, and the dancer was especially glad that he was reunited with his friends after seeing how happy the teens were to have found him again.

Outside in the sun again, Primrose was ready to find the other members of the Yellow Team again. Hopefully they'd found a lead of some sort, so they could deal with the mess of Al Mamoon's opposing forces and move on. Although from Necronomicon's report, it sounded like something may have found them instead.

[color=D34C25]"Can you contact Fox?"[/color] She asked, then paused. [color=D34C25]"The furry Fox. See if he knows what is going on."[/color] 

She had no qualms about going to the disturbance either way. She had an inkling that the others would be involved one way or another. As they prepared to head out Primrose turned to Jesse. She looked the woman up and down much like she had the first time they met. After a moment she shrugged one shoulder and gave Jesse a small smile. From one battle to the next, what could you do? She also invited her to come along. [color=D34C25]"We will probably need all the help we can get,"[/color] she said honestly, [color=D34C25]"come along with us."[/color]

If the director went with them they could all explain as much as possible on the way, if she didn't already know. Jesse mentioned she was some kind of authority figure, but whether she'd been in the city for a while already and was privy to it's going-ons Primrose didn't know.

By the time they made it to the battle it was already over. Strewn about in the parking lot and warehouse were faces both familiar and unfamiliar, clearing recovering from a fight. That Grimleal officer, Kan-Ra, was there as well. From his words, apparently the Grimleal operation was underway. That, and it appeared the Seekers had chosen a side.

[color=D34C25]"So you made contact,"[/color] Primrose said, making the new arrivals' presence known. She didn't ask if they were alright, as she could see the state they were in already - and she'd heard Kan-Ra's offer for them to be healed. Instead she looked between Kan-Ra, the Seekers, and the people that must have been part of the Resistance. If the Grimleal were taking them, there was nothing more they could do without making an enemy of both sides. Except perhaps for Midna's suggestion, although Primrose wondered if the Grimleal wouldn't deliver capital punishment regardless.