[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/5B3hkEZ.png[/img] [h1][color=tomato][b]Wukong[/b][/color][/h1] [i][h3]"Fable Doesn't Get To Be The Only One With Subtext Under Their Header!"[/h3] [s]Fashionably Late To The[/s] Police Station[/i] [/center] [hr] Why was she one of the only ones usually left behind to drive off the monsters? Why did her esper form have the peculiar yet incessant mental side effect of making her feel like an excited monkey swinging in the trees? Why did she suddenly have a craving for peaches? Too many silly questions to ponder in the grand scheme of things otherwise, but there was no time to think about them in all honesty. She channeled all of her focus into blitzing toward the site of the mission, to catch up with the rest of the agents and get to work. Well, and the Freelancers. The briefing had made things crystal clear...if not herself ever so slightly more empathetic toward Binky. Yet a pincer movement, hitting the enemy from both sides and crushing them in like a trash compactor, felt fitting if not reminiscent of something. One of the older movies she'd seen at the base, perhaps? She knew it was something one of the staff had lent her a few weeks ago to watch after geeking out about it to her during casual conversation. All the same, however, each role in this sort of thing had its purpose. So driving off the monsters wasn't a terrible lot, but it was an important one to ensure the mission went off as simply as possible. Couldn't have something coming out of the shadows and rushing the prison amidst all the excitement there. To that end she had performed her first role, and wanted to get in on the action as soon as she could with the rest of her allies. She didn't want to leave them alone to- [quote=The Chief Abuser Of Binky's]”We’re trying to preserve the police station. Was that part of the briefing too difficult to understand, Leroux?” ”Mind your melodies, agent. You’re not a freelancer.”[/quote] Aaaaand things were beginning to really get messy, weren't they? Crap. But she was just coming around the corner where she'd be able to see the station now. It was a small thing she was thankful for, but seeing Valkyrie zipping up the wall from a gaping hole on the second floor as she approached the younger agent decided to follow. If nothing else to help try to support her ally whilst keeping an eye out on things as she herself approached. There was no sense in getting shot if she could help it. Though if there was one thing she actually knew about a cornered animal, even in a basic sense and from various sources, it was that it made it even more dangerous than it already was. Far more, depending on the snake. Lilliah's magic surged as she cast a melody as she closed in on the building, and with a surge of wind she flew up into the air with the intent of getting up to the building's roof near Valkyrie's location. At least before the melody began to wear off, she hoped. From there she could swing down in through a window or something, but getting up there was her first main matter of concern. Secondary to that was the ever-present goal of 'not getting shot'. [hider=Banner Sheet] [center][color=tomato] 19 | Female | G.E.M.I.N.I. | [i]Wisdom At Journey's End[/i] Cherrywood Sage’s Staff | Quarterstaff | Physical | "Thrums With Power" (Aesthetic) Blooming Crimson Peach | Unhindered Mobility Tao | Wind | [i]Oneness[/i] [Flight (6), Storm (4)] | Push (2), Pull (2), Restrain (4), Summon (4), Trap (0), Damage X (6) DAMAGE: D | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: D | 500 PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | 452 [Bronze Self][Flight] = -48 [/color][/center] [/hider]