[h3][color=#66b2b2]ARIA: THE PROTECTOR[/color] | PSPD #11[/h3][sub]ON-SITE: G.E.M.I.N.I. Assignment - Clearing the Staircase and Heading Up the Landing w/ [@ERode][@OwO][@FamishedPants][@BrokenPromise][/sub][hr]

[indent][color=#66b2b2]“Ah…!”[/color] The red hot searing pain of the bullets grazing past its legs didn’t come immediately, but when it did, it [i]burned[/i]. Growing up sheltered and never having had to suffer bruises and scratches before was a thing, along with the fact that she hadn’t been an esper on the field for a long time. Whenever she got hurt, it wasn’t something she could easily ignore.

But she was committed. If she had scars, maybe her students would find them cool. She could tell them stories. And besides, Apollo stood behind her doing his best, and the thought of being the one to protect him almost made the metal suit of armor blush had it not been for the anticipation of being shot at again.

[b][color=6ecff6]“Sending down a gift. Could you make sure the three lvl 10 goons stay where they are?”[/color][/b] The Protector nodded as if Klava could see. Right on cue, it looked up to see a motionless body explode into ice-- once again, it was a beautiful sight, and perhaps a little grizzly. The Protector didn’t mind, it was simply thankful. However, Kumamon and his men began to head back up the stairs, their attention seemingly turned to Klava. The bullets still came, but this time, only from Kumamon’s men. The Protector felt a surge of worry for their ally above them, but not after hearing: [b][color=6ecff6]“Sayonara, suckers!”[/color][/b]

[color=#66b2b2]“Welcome back, Klava-san.”[/color] The Protector waved at the yuki-onna when she came back around. In the time it took for her to encase their new target, it had prepared a melody. [color=#66b2b2]“I shall begin the... hustle.”[/color] It rushed to the bottom of the stairs, hobbling slightly. Its speed was no good, but thanks to Klava, the men were trapped and it didn’t matter.

It forced a charge up the stairs, sending a powerful thrust forward with its spear, effectively slicing through the jugular of one of Kumamon’s men and impaling the man encased in the ice behind him. The Protector leaned its weight into the spear, then pulled it back to shatter the ice and release the men, letting their bodies fall down the stairs. Strange how it felt a little pleased with this. [i]Two down, Kumamon left, and more to come![/i] 

The Protector proceeded to bash through the ice with its shield, the hobble in its legs somewhat evident as it crashed through. When it reached the landing, it raised its shield in response to the spray of bullet fire, and from behind it cast a melody.

A strong magnetic pull erupted from the shield as it violently pulsed a bright blue, snatching the guns away from their aggressors and hauling them over to the Protector's side. Perhaps the other espers would find this handy, and at least for now, the men were weaponless.

[color=#66b2b2]"Ugh-- I have all their guns."[/color] The deep, gravelly voice spoke into the earpiece, a little bothered by the stinging in its legs. [/indent]


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20 | Female | The Freelancers | Guardian
Protector's Treaty | Spear, Shield | Arcane | Aegis
Protector's Stronghold | Shelter 
Protector's Mandate | Gravity | Fortification 
[Weightless (4), Suspend X (4)], Blink (4), Restrain (4), Pull (2), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Shield (4)]

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: B  | 500

[Bronze Projectile][Powerful][Pull][Aoe]= -48 Mana

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | 364[/center][/hider]