[h2][color=00aeef][b]Marrie Knight[/b][/color][/h2]
Marrie was... completely confused. First of all, the ground had shaken, and she took a moment to get back on her feet. Secondly, the large room was now filled with some sort of mech. And then there was some vaguely familiar voice talking about how everyone wanted to kill the person it belonged to. And lastly, there was a somewhat more evidently familiar voice that mentioned a paycheck. 

Maybe it was the trauma, maybe it was the attempts to put the whole thing behind her, (barring her rage-fueled work on her virus programs) maybe it was just that it had been so long since the event, but Marrie didn't actually recognize that female voice. No more than she recognized the male one. Instead, what she recognized was that they were really pretentious in their word choice. 

More importantly she noticed several things about the mech, and then that the doors in the hall were open. [color=00aeef]"Watch out, that thing has super versions of the magic whatever esper is in there has!"[/color] Not that she really needed to say that, considering that it was already using ice to move around.

At Orion's request, Marrie turned to the only one who could possibly be "Binky," the eldest one there. She looked directly at her, sighed deeply, and grabbed her hand to pull her a bit more out of the giant room. Conflict was obvious on her face; on the one hand she wanted to get this fight over with quickly and move on, but on the other hand this was a fight she wasn't greatly suited for. She had a plan, but when had her plans ever worked out in Pax? If this mission was a success, this would be the first in her mind to do so. 

But if Orion felt she could handle the giant fuckoff robot, then Marrie would trust her and save her own energy for other battles. Like the one that was no doubt going to take place in the hallway soon.

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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 | 1000



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