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Level 6: 16/60
Location: The Maw: The Kitchen
Word Count: 303
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 6 : 17/60 [/center]

	Sakura listened to Bella's encouragement and concerns. Sakura had misremembered a few things, and hadn't even come close to considering the full ramifications of eating. [color=f49ac2]"I...I don't know." [/color]Was all she could say. 

	Sakura easily brushed off their assurances about her move being bad. But she didn't want to bring it up. Talking about how stupid Sakura was or wasn't would only waste everyone's breath. Furrowing her brow, Sakura coughed a few more times, too. Rika and Bella and Sakura. All tied up.

	There was a disturbance downstairs. That must be their friends, right? Coming to save them? They had to be all right. They just had to be. Rika was talking to Mimi, who while a comforting presence, couldn't help them escape. Meanwhile, Bella's increased growth was another problem. Too small to save herself, too big to stay hanging. The worst of both worlds. Sakura tried to pull herself up, to curl her body into a ball and bring her legs around the bar that hung over her head. But she was exhausted, and the nature of her bondage made it incredibly difficult.

	[color=f49ac2]"Well...well...I don't know. I don't know what to do." [/color]Sakura mumbled. She listened to Larry shout down to the others, and then mutter bitterly to himself. [color=f49ac2]"Maybe I could talk to him." [/color]She said quietly.[color=f49ac2] "Get him to go for that promotion, huh? It can get pretty tiring being on the grind all day and going underappreciated." [/color] Sakura said. 

	[color=f49ac2]"...That's probably the stupidest idea yet."[/color] She concluded. [color=f49ac2]"Just don't move, Bella. Maybe ask Larry to adjust your ropes, he probably doesn't want you to fall in before you're ready. Right? Or just don't, I don't know. I'm all messed up in the head."[/color] She couldn't trust her own mind to come up with rational ideas anymore. 

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Level 3: 22/30
Word Count: 569
Location: Al Mamoon Northeast- Rocket Inc
Points Gained: ?
New EXP Balance--- Level 3: 23/30[/center]

	[i](Cool, it worked.) [/i]Jesse thought, as the spirit interlocked with hers. Uncle Sven would 'live' to fight another day. She would have to study this more later either way.

	The entire arena was in ruins. Everything was falling apart. They had to get out of here, fast. Shadow and Ciella had been tearing each other and every one else apart. To be honest, Jesse had lost the plot about who was on whose team. Ciella had certainly been annoying, but Midna attacked her. And they were still trying to fight Nastasia.

	Jesse felt Mona do some Persona magic. Her Health was restored, including the cut on her hand. That was certainly a welcomed boost, although Jesse wondered if it was useful now that the fight was very nearly over. Ciella had done some crazy stupid shit that had heavily damaged herself, Shadow, and Nastasia. Apparently, Nastasia the meanie was still clinging to life.

	Midna had collected up the bodies of Mordecai and Reindhardt, along with some others, which was appreciated. Jesse had gone out of her way to not finish the job on most of her opponents, with the exception being the obviously evil Orendi. Jesse blew Orendi's head clean off. No regrets there.

	 Jesse watched closely as she did a Friend Heart to Mordecai, ideally recruiting the sniper to their cause. Or at least have him coming to his senses.

	 "Hey. No hard feelings?"  Jesse nodded at the sniper.

	Now Mao was sprinting to attack Shadow, who was about to finish off Ciella. Even though Ciella was very annoying and probably a bad person, killing her would only lead to more problems. Or, so Jesse guessed, based on her limited understanding of the political situation she had found herself in. 

	[i](So. First things first.) [/i] Jesse aimed her Service Weapon and plugged a round right into Nastasia's big blue dome, to kill her while she was unconscious. Victory condition reached. Now it was about damage control. 

	While Mao ran over, Jesse switched her focus onto Shadow. Her Grip form bucked in her hand as she fired all of her shots at the Hedgehog. Lay on the damage and wrap this up quickly. The Director advanced, much slower than Shadow, as she did so. If Shadow succumbed to her and Mao's attack before dying, the Director would stop firing. If he died, tough. If he did neither of those things, than she would [i]definitely [/i]keep firing.