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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 5[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]///////////////////////////////////////////////[/color]//// (46/50)
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b]  Sandswept Sky -  Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.
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Click went one gun, then the other, as Midna emptied the remaining ammo from both her stolen firearms in Fuse’s general direction. She was fairly sure she didn't even scratch him with her erratic fire, the guns kicking like mules in her grip and vibrating her bones with every shell expended in such a way that left them almost numb, but it did seem to give him enough pause that Jesse got her headspace together. Quickly too. Minda approved.

Fuse never got to find another heavier gun to replace his pistol, Jessy dumped one to the ground by making its resting spot intangible with some kind of even weird than normal gun, then Shadow blinked in and out to steal the other and finally , if he had any final tricks the rocket’s from Jessy’s rather freaky looking launcher put an end to those plans when it flash froze everything around him and hurt him something fierce. Midna, spying this, moved out from cover to get close enough to pin him down with her shadow hand and, maybe, free him. But before she could do either he crushed some kind of magical bone and, in a flash, vanished without a trace. Jessy later hypothesized/hoped he might, if they were lucky, have just vaporized himself but the princess would bet good gold on it being an emergency teleport of some kind (and t be fair that was Jessy's main guess too). 

They probably hadn’t seen the last of him.

Still, their fight was over, which gave Midna and Jessy a few brief moments to recover and exchange words.

[color=Aquamarine]”Can’t help you there, I don't even know how you ‘reload’ these things”[/color] Midna commented when Jessy said she didn't know how to reload her big devastating frost blasting weapon, the princess gesturing to her stolen smgs as she spoke, now functionally useless to her due to lack of bullets, before dumping them back to the twilight realm for storage purposes, thinking she could maybe pawn them or give them back as sight of good faith to their owner if/when he was freed. 

After that she met the head of the Bureau halfway and shook her hand right back with a royal handshake when her’s was taken. [color=Aquamarine]”Yeah don’t worry about it, though you [i]doooo[/i] owe me twice over for those”[/color] she replied to being thanked, the latter part cheekily said to let her know she wasn't actually serious about being Jessy indebted to her. 

After that she was bombarded with a bunch of lingo which she did not get, but at least the deliver realized this a few moments into whatever it was she was on about and stopped herself from going on with her musings on the situation.

[color=Aquamarine]”Yeah, your going to have to run all that past me at some point”[/color] she replied, and then glanced over at the Thieves, who were presently finishing dealing with the wild blue-haired lady, who’s teen lingo she assumed she was meaning. She was a little peeved to not being in on whatever that new sounding aspect of the situation they might be privy to, despite not having spent any time with them where she could have pick it up, [color=Aquamarine]”and I’ll do the same for anything more you want to know.”[/color] 

It was a quick exchange all in all. They had places to go, people to beat up. Jessy said she was heading for the battle where the overlords were duking it out with the heavy hitting armored fighter, leaving Midna with the question of what she was going to do next.

[color=Aquamarine]”I’ll make a quick check or our loudmouthed friend’s location just in-case he’s pulling something sneaky and then...”[/color] She did not want to deal with the lightning- flinging warrior who Jessy would be helping handle anyway and didn't know where Sectonia was fighting the appearing and disappearing shadow, so that left [color=Aquamarine]”I’ll chase after the thieves' target. I mean she’s got her hands full already, but she’s also got arms to spare so…”[/color] a little backup might be appreciated. Both with her and, possibly, with Ciella if her blood-lust got in the way of their recruitment drive/casualty reduction plan.

As Jessy ran off to danger, Minda moved towards Fuse’s last location on foot, dragon clawing toes spiking the carpet as she first sprinted and then, recognizing she had a moment to power up, tossing in a Dragon Dance as she traveled. An investment that slowed her now but would speed her up till the fight was done.

A quick glance around and sweep of a shadow hand around the area didn't find an invisible Fuse or any other kind of trickery, while her magical knowledge/senses did pick up the residue of some kind of teleportation spell, though that could be a result of the black and red beast man, and she also wasn't able to track either to their destination with just a mage’s glance. What she did find was the last of Fuse’s guns, the prowler, which she hadn't seen him use, awkwardly clipping under the desk it had been on.

[color=Aquamarine]”Can't leave that lying around now can we, someone could get hurt”[/color] or Shadow could come steal it too. Best take the initiative on that, she thought. 

Midna’s shadow hand snatched up the gun like a prize grabber and then dropped the weapon in her hands from which she banished it to the twilight realm for storage. The princess was becoming quite the thieving little loot gremlin now that she knew she could sell things for money. Or was she gaining dragon-like hoarding tendencies? She still had to deal with those cursed artifacts some way or another after all. Whatever the case, she hadn’t gotten so bad that she went looking for the man’s other two guns and instead tossed in another Dragon Dance as she raced after the thieves to the battle between Amara and Ciella 

If the bunny lady was hurt enough, she’d give her a healing and freeing friend-heart. If not, well, she’d lend her (bigger and beefier) energy arm to the task of wrestling with the Siren’s many inferior energy limbs. If the thieves and Fox hadn’t handled her already by the time she caught up that was.