[color=ffff33][h1][b][center]Marisa Kirisame ~ CODE:ENCHANTER[/center][/b][/h1][/color]

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[color=ffff33]"Oi, I think just a bit of braggin' is in order! I mean, you and I know damn well it's true either way, so really, there's no harm done, eh?"[/color]

Marisa casually stated in response to her companion in red, the girl then lifting the cannon over her shoulder, holding it casually with one arm as though it were, again, much much lighter then its appearance would suggest. As the hunter spoke, Marisa listened in keenly, nudging Reimu as to do the same. As much as they could play it by ear, they weren't exactly what they'd been before. Any info they could get would be helpful right now - especially in such unfamiliar territory.

[color=ffff33]"Lex? Super-powered? Clowns? An' here I thought this'd be a bit tamer. Still, I'd say 'are you sure it was a clown', but looks like we're already right in the middle of the damn circus, so I ain't exactly gonna question it right now."[/color]

Enchanter piped in in response to The Chosen Hunter, before responding into his own inquiry as to their rather sudden appearance.

[color=ffff33]"Bein' honest here, your guess is 'bout as good as ours. No clue how the hell we ended up here, considerin' where we were before we woke up was pretty far from any kinda scenery like this. But y'know, now that we're here, may as well make the most of it, eh?"[/color]

As the Hunter commented on the Hakkero Cannon, Marisa flourished her long, black coat and pointed at herself before giving a small, clearly rehearsed line.

[color=ffff33][b]"It ain't warfare if it ain't flashy! In the Enchanter School of thought, it's all about the firepower!"[/b][/color]

The proud enchanter shifted her weight, wearing a cocky grin that'd otherwise have her punched in the jaw if it wasn't exceeding obvious she was more then willing to back up her claims. Despite all appearances, Enchanter - and by extension, Shaman, didn't look the least bit inexperienced despite their comparative youth. The way that Enchanter carried herself was confident, but not to a foolish extreme. Someone who'd seen and dealt with shit like this before.

[color=ffff33]"Yeah Yeah, 'course you can! Buuut, you oughta let me an' Shaman handle this. After all, don't want you slowin' us down, y'know? Ah, but you're all probably fine enough to bring along, may as well show you all the ropes, yeah?"[/color]

The magician bantered back to the strange-looking individual teasing The Chosen Hunter as though she'd known him beforehand - despite the fact it was obvious she hadn't. Seems more like her sheer force of personality kinda just dragged people around it to be friends with her.

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