ATTN: [@Polaris North][hr]Despite her face being buried in the toxic sludge, Scarlett's ears were above water, so to speak, and she was listening to the stranger. As Hector pulled on her shoulders in a futile bid to raise her head, he would be witness to the creeping crawl of iron sand pouring out of her shoulder, and formation a shoulder-mounted launcher with a series of gears and pulleys to interact with the chain links growing out of her exposed blood vessels, which were assisting in winding the thin veins into a thicker coil. Before Hector could do much else, the gears would be released and the built-up pressure unleashed to fire the coiled chain length from the static weapon platform.

The puesdo-spear whipped past his head - the wind pressure like that of a bullet - and a loud squelching sound would be heard, followed by, likely, Lapis's scream and Shavis's shock, as the blunt attack whiffed Keith's head - her intended target - and slammed into his solar plexus; the chains embedded in the man, and undulating, as if... swallowing.

"[color=00ccff]Hrm...[/color]" Scarlett grumbled, as she raised her head. "[color=00ccff]Sho yure leik meh, den? Shaffish, Lappiss, Heckdoor, hessa regic - [i]hic~![/i] - a regee - [i]hic~![/i] - rebodymaker! [i]HIC~![/i][/color]" she drunkenly spat, turning around and slapping the drum over, as she ripped her chains back, so Keith could regenerate and prove her point.

"[color=00ccff][i]Ofufufu~![/i][/color]" Scarlett's drunken ojousama laugh was punctuated by her regenerating her arm, before forming a morph that turned her right hand into a bladed gauntlet - strangely enough, it appeared like an oversized paw of a cat with oversized nails. "[color=00ccff]Fite! [i]HIC~![/i] Fite! Fite![/color]" she cackled, dropping to all fours, as iron sand formed into fluffy cat ears and whippy tail, as she shed her cloak. 

"[color=00ccff]Nyahaha - [i]hic~![/i] - ha!!![/color]" Scarlett laughed, showing that her canines had elongated into proper fangs, as the iron sand form sharp claws on her left hand fingers and her toes.

Her feral transformation seemed complete...

Poisoned, severely, Scarlett was in a state of crisis, and functioning on second personality, while she addressed the problems at hand.

In a snap, Shavis would remember something she was told before Scarlett was handed off to her:

"[color=gray][i]A final notation, Miss Namista. You weren't chosen at random for this task. This is an assignment you were exclusively chosen for. Inside that woman's head is a Creature from the Void, like a Malfested. A bridge between Miss Ishval and whatever put it there.

It took the form of a feral cat, for whatever reason, and we believe with your force of personality, you can assert Alpha Dominance over it, long enough to subdue it. Should she become a threat, neutralize her, and keep her bound until Miss Ishval regains control.

Lastly, you'll know this Malfested is free, if Miss Ishval forms a bladed gauntlet like an oversized cat's paw. Once it's complete, it's on your judgment on how to proceed.[/i][/color]"