[h2][color=00aeef][b]Marrie Knight[/b][/color][/h2]
After the rush into the room, Marrie couldn't help but be surprised by what she saw. The room was too tall, like it shouldn't be able to be there. Was it planned to be like this, built up from the start for it? Or was it some kind of magic? It didn't really matter which it was. What mattered was... 

That this thing was annoying. Its speech, both wording and voice, the cadence of it. There was also the nagging feeling that whatever image it was going for, it got the idea from those other annoying screen-things from Fallout. Its words, despite being almost painful to her, did make her realize something. Whether it actually wanted to talk or not, the chance of them getting it out of the fight right now was low. 

So instead of playing along with it, she backed up to stand just outside the door-frame, and cast a Melody of her own.

{Gold Self - Magic Sense}

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19 | Female | Freelancer | Misty Steps
Apotheotic Predator, Fenrir | Dagger | Physical | Heavenly Chained Eater of God's Hand
Arctic Storm | Masking 
Jupiter's Footfalls | Wind | Anticyclonic Storm
After You Get Smacked Up | "Mythril" Bullets
{Intangible (4), Mana Burn (6), Restrain (4)} [Storm (4), Flight (6)] Damage X (6), Blink (4), Transplace (8), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Magic Sense (4), Heal (6), Stabilize (0), Purify (6), Dispel (6), Portal (4), Delay (0), Scatter (2), Quicken (0), Homing (2)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: C | 1064

[Gold Self - Magic Sense] -64

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: B | 1000
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