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 [i][b][color=Goldenrod]"Ribbit ribbit."[/color][/b][/i]
 [color=gray][i]Current Location: Precinct #11[/i][/color]
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[Center]13 | Male | Gemini | Clockwork Soldier
Aeterna | Sword | Physical | Swift and Keen
Clocksmith's Jacket | Industrial 
Chronosphere | Lightning | Overclock 
Eddy | Pistol, Medical Supplies
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)] Damage (2), Damage X (6), Slow (4), Blink (4), Restrain (4), Minor Heal (4), Heal (16), Quicken (0), AoE (2)

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

[color=cd7f32][Bronze Projectile][/color][Damage X][AoE]= [color=red]- 96[/color] MP

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 622[/center]
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 [color=Seagreen]"Just ignore her kid, you can do this!"[/color] The only one to respond between the Timekeeper and his puppet was Eddy, and even then he too choose to focus more on their plan. Luckily Finn's idea to lead Betty to the center of the roof managed to work, even if it meant the other agents couldn't help him. Here he could understand why though, even if it's still a dumbshit move to face her by himself like last time. But unlike last time, whatever he learned there could give him a leverage here. Like with Betty's defensive melody. He intended to make her waste it.

 And then there were frogs.

 [i][color=goldenrod]Damnit, that thing's faster than expected! Gotta hurry this up![/color][/i] The boy's head snapped around to see the second spell was set in motion. Frogs both dead and alive started to spawn from the woodwork, and apparently bloodthirsty. [i][color=goldenrod]Hopscotch don't fail me now.[/color][/i] Finn had to maneuver around his newfound audience as they jumped at him, cause he was not looking forward to seeing what their corrosive bile could do to his outer shell. Unfortunate still that his adversary was still charging at him. 

 Now, he did have an idea of how to take advantage of this. But it'd take precision, and more importantly, perfect timing.

 [color=goldenrod]"Ally-oop!"[/color] Swift as he could, the Timekeeper flung a bolt at the floor below Betty. For a moment she'd probably assume he missed or hesitated, but he fully intended to have her caught inbetween the corrosive explosions of nearby frogs. If not to knock her down a peg, then at least to continue stalling her. He just had to keep at it, keep moving. 

 Speed was one of his few virtues.

 Let's hope it'll last.