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[h1][color=red]S[/color] [i]a m u e l[/i][/h1]  
[img]https://i.imgur.com/YAOdhnj.png[/img]

[url=https://youtu.be/PYtXuBN1Hvc][color=red]"If you had just waited one extra second for me to--... ah, no use expecting some dumb vampire to understand comedic timing!"[/color][/url]

[color=888888]— Sam[/color]

[hider=Status]30 | Male | G.E.M.I.N.I | Creeping Anxiety
Rip, Tear | Dagger, Sword | Arcane | Fade
Delusion | Dying Light
Malice | Darkness | Devious Intent
[url=https://youtu.be/qTX9S9Xmyec]YPINMFMP[/url] | Umbral Contingencies
[Obfuscate (4)] [Intangible (4)], Damage X (6), Pull (2), Dispel (6), Mana Burn (6), Restrain (4), Construction (4), Transplace (8), Piercing (2), Full Enhance (4)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | [color=skyblue]750[/color]

[color=Silver][Silver Spawn(18)[/color][color=yellow][Mana Burn(6)][/color] = [color=red]-144[/color]

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | [color=red]150[/color][/hider][/center]
The plan was a success, and Gunther hadn't even been able to voice his final thoughts, whatever they were, before being destroyed. [s]I actually don't know what that strikethrough is referring to.[/s] Many souls fled his empty form to what Samuel hoped to be a peaceful afterlife, and yet he remained unsatisfied with this outcome. Gunther suffered too little and Su was a bit too dead for his liking. [s]Maybe if he would stop forgetting there's a sizable cooldown after using melodies, things would turn out better.[/s]

[color=red][i]This doesn't make things even, but it is a start.[/i][/color]

Having removed one of the larger threats they were facing, it seemed somewhat plausible they could get the remaining G.E.M.I.N.I agents through this mess without another casualty. Of course, it wouldn't be easy and things could take a sharp turn for the worse at any moment, but it did seem possible, at least.  

To do that, Samuel intended to regroup with Jacqueline and subdue Pac-A-Fist before helping the rest of the agents with their respective foes. Wiping some blood out of his eyes, he started to make his way back toward Jacqueline.  

[color=red][i]Agent Leroux should be commended for her initiative and bravery. I hope she made it through that without any serious injur---[/i][/color]

[b]*CRACK*[/b]

Suddenly, a fairly loud and familiar sound assaulted his eardrums. His ears began to ring a little bit, but he wasn't given much time to worry about that as an abrupt impact threw him off his feet. He managed to recover in a timely manner, but now he was face-to-face with danger. 

[color=red][i]Justin...! Damnit, I didn't want to interact with him directly until the rest of his allies were subdued![/i][/color]

The arrogant vampire stood some feet away from Samuel, though he seemed far more vexed than smug, for the moment. A barrier made of blood separated the two of them, and it became even more threatening later when Justin added spikes to it. 

[color=red][i]He's mad about... the statue? Not even a word about the 'ally' he just lost? What kind of idiot would willingly cooperate with someone like that?[/i][/color]

Samuel struggled to keep his composure, and each second he had to spend in this situation only made it harder. 

[color=red]"...I'll pay? For that gaudy sculpture of yours?"[/color] Samuel scoffed in an attempt to rile the vampire up, keeping an eye out for the areas the frogs had made hazardous nearby. [color=red]"The mere implication that that atrocity was sculpted willingly is, frankly, so absurd I could almost forget to be offended by the equally ridiculous belief I would fall for such a blatant lie."[/color]

With less than half a tank of magical fuel remaining, Silhouette was certainly playing with fire here. He realized this later than he would have liked, though.

[color=red][i]Wait... what am I doing? I need to seriously calm down...[/i][/color]

It was one thing to have passion. But it was another to blindly make rash decisions under the influence of a heated mind. As cathartic as it may be to grind Justin's gears, without a plan it ultimately achieved little more than possibly getting Samuel killed that much faster. And he would likely die rather quick if he did nothing while the spiked wall of blood surged forth. 

He gripped his blade with all of his strength, and a dark haze started to coil around Justin's feet. Meanwhile, Samuel started a diagonal retreat towards the top side of the ventilation unit behind him, instead of running straight backward, for whatever it was worth. At the present, he was far too focused on Justin to register the recently arrived blur, Jacqueline, or Ashley, and thought himself to be the sole person currently engaged to Justin.