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[color=tomato]”There we go!”[/color] Tsubomi heard as her partner fell to lay next to her. [color=tomato]”We did it Rainbow, we beat them together!”[/color]

Acid Drop gave a thumbs up, arm straight up into the air. Even if it was Boss who did the work, Tsubomi was feeling the team spirit. It was a weird sensation, to have camaraderie without hope or happiness attached. It was also strange to feel Schrade's aura without her usual sense. Was this what it was like to everyone else? Or did it cause an emotional response as well for them, that she wasn't privy to? She'd always been too distracted by it to check what they felt when it was there. 

Tsubomi looked out at the audience. There was cheering and tears of delight, which was a rare response, but she supposed that's what happens when a professional talent like Boss shows up on stage. In fact, the only seats that weren't filled with an elated theatergoer were the empty ones, and a single taken seat, where Acid Drop sat with her back hunched and arms folded. Tsubomi had assumed that she had gotten on stage with her when she launched Tsubomi into the battle, but it seemed that she had gotten back before she could notice.

The laughter and cheers rebounded off the acoustics of the theater, but Tsubomi couldn't hear it. For once her mind wasn't lagging so far behind that she didn't have to worry about thinking hard; she was stuck wondering what would happen if the Boss hadn't been there. Getting another prop to work with wasn't worth nearly getting the other plays cancelled. Besides, did she getting thrown like that help at all, or was the result going to be the same regardless? She was her own stunt actor, but that was a bit much. Her eyes drifted across the crowd that was beginning to leave but she couldn't find her other self; there wasn't a single strand of multi-colored hair to catch her eye.

Acid Drop rolled her head to face Oros. [color=00aeef]"You did it."[/color] A forced smile, atrophied muscles straining to try to convey reassurance to her partner, found itself on Tsubomi's face. [color=00aeef]"Good job."[/color]