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[h1][center][color=yellow]Suzuya Kuzunoha[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

Desperate times called for desperate measures but did the battle maniac of a substitue really expect a group like theirs to have spontaneous and perfect team work? Just when Suzuya was managing a short conversation with Oliva and Xolys she was left slackjawed at the giant mechanical hornet with bear hands that they had to kill. She barely had an inkling what half the girls present could do based on one night out together!

Even her Grimoire was taking umbrage with the tiny robot reading off a liability waver she did NOT sign at any point, and somehow her vague idea Merrywell was a place of darwinian savagery was growing firmer as it rooted itself in uncaring reality. If that stranger from her homeland wasn't so insidious looking she'd begin to join Camelot in considering alternatives, but imminent robot attack leaves very little time for long term plans. 

Instead she sinks herself into the girding embrace of her Grimoire and turns a critical eye to Xolys as a great bow emerges from her tail. It was a foot longer then she was tall and the following arrow looked more apt for a ballista then a human hand. Because it entirely was, but magical girl strength made the idea of conventional weaponry far looser to define. 

[color=yellow]"Excuse me for asking this, but might I trouble you for a ride? I'm somewhat...diminished, on my own feet."[/color] Burning Heart admitted, furtively looking between the wasp and the pair of Beauty and Beast. [color=yellow]"I would not mean to intrude but seeing as this foe flies and scrap heaps are not known for their stable footing...."[/color]