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[hider=💀][color=silver][center]20 | Female | Maverick Alternative | [s]So[/s](ME)[s]thing[/s] On Your Mind
Kiss & Make Up | Handgun | Physical | We Are But Dust and Shadow
Hellspawn | Streetside Devil 
Friends on the Other Side | Shadow | Abyssus Abyssum Invocat
[Obfuscate, Intangible] Damage X (6), Restrain (4), Blink (4), Minor Heal (2), Summon (2), Enhance (2), Powerful (0), Homing (2), Avoid (2), AoE (2), Bend (0), Transplace (4), Quicken (0), Full Extend (4), Scatter (2)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 1250
PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: E | 1138[/center][/color][/hider]
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Amanda’s time riding behind Ciri was made much easier by the girl not mentioning their height difference, nor it being something Ciri noticed, for once: all her attention was strictly focused on what was ahead - and then, in one swell leap, [i]below[/i] - her: mooks who needed their ass kicked. 

As her horse’s hooves clacked on the floor of the foyer, Ciri clocked the pretentiousness of the place. A straight up golden fountain? Really? Ugh, talk about gaudy. She noted Trixy who’d waited for her, Stacy in her absolute element, and— well, shit. The nuns, flanking the huge tiger man she’d seen last operation. Big Tony, or Timmy, or Jimmy, or something.

At the nun’s words, Ciri cackled. 

[color=#7e4393]”See, that [i]would[/i] be a pretty damn tempting offer,” [/color]she conceded, twirling her gun to the rhythm of her racing thoughts. Her hatred for Gemini - for the most important thing in her shit-ass parents’ life - had never waned, just forced to take a backseat with everything else going on as of late. She always knew she couldn’t exactly take all of Gemini down alone, and that a full blown war with them was pretty far down Maverick’s wish list, so she’d settled to just biding her time and waiting for an opportunity. 

Now, she was offered an opportunity, and maybe once upon a time she would’ve been dumb, desperate and angry enough to accept it. Maybe if Billy hadn’t been standing right there next to her to shut it all down anyway, maybe if Maverick wasn’t specifically teaming up with Gemini to take on an enemy worse than the government goons themselves, maybe if Gemini wasn’t already falling apart at the seams to a point just letting them do their thing seemed like the most surefire way to their doom.

And, most importantly, [color=#7e4393]“If the offer wasn’t coming from [i]your[/i] bullshit-spewing mouth.” [/color]

Fuck the nuns. And the tiger, too, probably, even though he looked pretty cool and clearly knew not to open his mouth to ruin the image. Ciri narrowed her eyes at him, trying to pry into his thoughts to hear what he refused to say out loud. The nuns were tricky bitches, but at least she somewhat knew what to expect from them. 

Ciri’s trigger fingers were itching, ready to spring into action at the slightest sign of hostility — or even [i]before[/i] that, if Billy didn’t have other ideas. She offered him a split-second glance; a chance to object, before shit hit the fan.
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