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[color=cfff04]"If I sit on it, will it give me AIDS?”[/color]

[color=888888]— [s]Tonya “Mac” Murphy[/s] IRON MOUSE[/color]

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[b]Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity
Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration, Third Eye | Cradle
Coercion, Soul Jar, Martial Training, True Sight, Parasite, Gifted, Awareness, Overcity Shift, Mystic Artifact

Magical Overload, Cradle Supply, Connected, Gifted Item (Aigorost) | Monstrous Form, Exposed, Mercy, Distrust
Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer[/b]

STR: 05 | AGI: 04 |  VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03
+46
STR: 20 | AGI: 20 |  VIT: 20 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 20

Earnings this post: Zilch

Remaining: 8 Gold, 30 Silver, 39 Bronze 
Total: 12 Gold, 162 Silver, 183 Bronze
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At least Nefer seemed like a jovial sort. You'd have to be to get any sort of mileage out of Iron Mouse's jokes. Technically Mac's jokes too, but she usually didn't push that far when the opportunity presented itself. But enough thinking about semantics, it was time to jump into the back seat.

Iron Mouse had no intent to jump on top of everyone. Not because it was out of character, but because Mac would surely hit her head trying to land in the back seat. She was a tall lady. There was also something that tickled Mac about the mental image of Iron Mouse watching everyone as she slowly snuggled into place. But Mac's plan seemed to backfire when Justine made a cushion. But this cushion was not a normal one. It was not stuffed with feathers, foam, or any sensible stuffing. It was just blood pressed together in the shape of a cushion. 

This brought all kinds of uncomfortable questions to Mac's mind. She could wrap her mind around most magics. Water could be pulled out of the air or teleported in from the sea, fire is just heat or excited atoms, Most metal and stone magical girls use elements native in their environment. But where did the blood come from? Did it come from some other reality filled with blood? Or was she teleporting in fresh blood from a land of death? It was too mailable to be very old. Was she drawing the blood directly out of herself? In theory it should have been like jumping onto a water mattress or something of that nature, but blood was sticky. Was it going to shoot all over the place if she jumped on it? 

Yea, she'd be doing a cautious approach on this one. 

[color=cfff04]"Oh! A pillow just for me?”[/color] Iron Mouse, and by extension Mac, lowered their butt onto the cushion. Once she had tested its strength, she turned sideways and rest her legs in Finn's lap and her head on Oliver's. Mac had to bend her knees and angle her head to fit in the position she chose for Iron Mouse. [color=cfff04]"Now, I know we're a little crammed back here, so you can touch me if you have to. But if it's indecent, [i]somebody's[/i] gunna get their cheek pinched!”[/color] Her hand hovered in front of Justine's face and pinched the air. 

Mac wasn't even aware the car had started moving until she looked at the sky. [color=cfff04]"Wow! This is fast!”[/color] Iron Mouse looked to Never when she inquired about their names, and here eyes just about shot out of her head. [color=cfff04]"Ohmygosh! Did I forget to introduce myself? I like to stand up when I do it, but I am:

[h1]Invincible
Ready
Observant 
Natrural   

Mighty 
Overwhelming 
Understanding 
Sensational 
Extremely humble[/h1]

Put it all together and you get:

[center][h1]I R O N   M O U S E![/h1][/center]

I'm from Rochester up in New York. I can tell you've never been because you'd know who I was. I get paid to do all sorts of jobs, and now I'm here.”[/color] Iron mouse looked into the front seat. [color=cfff04]"Speaking of getting paid, I noticed you had a lot of artifacts. You wouldn't happen to be selling, would you?”[/color]