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[hider=❄]22 | Female | Freelancers | Meltwater Spring
Moya-no-Yume | Dagger | Physical | Frosted Sheen
Impermanence of Spring Snow | Boreas's Caress 
Glacial Stream | Aqua | Rime Rose 
[Freeze, Slick] Damage, Restrain, Push, Extend, Construction, Craft, Mark, Blink, Bend

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 750

PHYSICAL: E| ARCANE: B | CHAOS: C | 678[/hider][sub][@BrokenPromise][@The World][@Ponn][/sub][/center]
[color=6ecff6][b]“A shot sounds lovely,”[/b][/color] Klava chimed, leaning over to swipe a bottle of gin and orange juice from behind the counter. She filled up her own shot glass with it until it was up to the very brim, and then downed it in one go. Lovely stuff. One had to fill their bellies up with fire before fighting a pyromaniac, after all. She let out a sigh, then extended a hand out to her partners-in-crime.

[color=6ecff6][b]“Won’t have time for timing it properly, so we’ll just go in as soon as possible.”[/b][/color] Her gaze turned to Gale expectantly, waiting for the Flight spell to be passed over. If it didn’t though, it was no big deal. [color=6ecff6][b]“Let’s rock n roll this shit up.”[/b][/color]

The bouncers were coming soon, but Klava herself had already hopped off the stool, readying herself for a quick, magically-assisted exit-ascent-enter. Upon reflection, it may have been a smarter idea to have talked all this out before entering the nightclub, but hey, it was all good. What was another fire at a nightclub, if not panic at the disco?