[center][h3][b][color=ff48a5]Mary Sue Sullivan[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://image.film.at/images/cfs_landscape_616w_347h/7106616/46-149344534.jpg
[/img][hr][b][color=ff48a5]Location:[/color][/b] The Gym- Training Room A
[b][color=ff48a5]Skills: [/color][/b] Friendship, super hero knowledge
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      Mary Sue took a step back in shock at the summoning of the Questing Beast. Facing something so dangerous so suddenly was absolutely terrifying, and her careful nature quickly took over, almost as a self defence mechanism. Her first thought was to see if she obfuscate the vision of the beast, but that surely would offer issues if her try out was any indication of how her powers worked. She quickly broke the situation down in her head into the constituent pieces: Herself and her teammates, Nimue and her beast, and the objective, the swords. Step one of victory was knowing your enemy, and Lady Nimue was actually somebody she knew a good deal about. 

      The Otherworld from which she hailed was a place where logic and reason flowed from an almost narrative frame, rather than from grounded first principles. Perhaps, Mary Sue thought, she could leverage this to her advantage. Tales from ages past were full of clever people tricking others through linguistic sleight of hand: No man of woman born could kill Macbeth and all. With that in mind, Mary Sue had an idea. Drawing up that power that lived inside of her, she conjured three [url=https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/4a0785c1-4d81-4534-b977-304bdcf38b70/df73gyn-7f107d87-ef22-48c6-9c27-59ad4c053e3f.jpg/v1/fill/w_236,h_593,q_75,strp/sailor_moon_sword_by_ngochachannel_df73gyn-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NTkzIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvNGEwNzg1YzEtNGQ4MS00NTM0LWI5NzctMzA0YmRjZjM4YjcwXC9kZjczZ3luLTdmMTA3ZDg3LWVmMjItNDhjNi05YzI3LTU5YWQ0YzA1M2UzZi5qcGciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MjM2In1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.98YlItuId3XU21bP7KWXE_UKbeuwlP6GTLgPvUsnCOY]swords[/url] in front of her team mates. How viable they'd be, she didn't know, but she had a plan now. 

      "[color=ff48a5]Those should be solid? I think[/color]" She called out, hope in her voice, "[color=ff48a5]Lady Nimue never said we had to get out swords from the rack, just that we needed to get swords.[/color]" She explained, dashing towards the goal, "[color=ff48a5]Now we just need one mo-[/color]" She started, before the beast caught up with her and knocked her back. She grunted, surprised and annoyed she caught the beasts ire. "[color=ff48a5]One more.[/color]" She finished, bracing herself for more attacks, "[color=ff48a5]Then we win.[/color]"