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[center][h1][color=ed1c24]The Weeping[/color][/h1]
[i]Location: The Lucky Noodle, Paragon City[/i]
[@Nallore] [@Silver Carrot] [@Iamtheisland][/center]
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The Weeping gave an angry hiss as his clothing slowly fell from his body like it wasn't even there. There was no need for any of it to get ruined in the coming fight.  He felt like a puppet being pulled about by its strings. Go here! Go there! This way now! Over yonder next! He was sick of it, and this was the time to finish his mission. He was no one's lapdog.  Nigel could himself losing control despite trying to hold on, it was that all too familiar sense of fading as he was removed from the driver's seat becoming an unwilling passenger in his own body. The rage of the spirits was all encompassing. 

This brown-haired girl who had placed herself directly in his path. 

Sarah.

Yes, that was what Madalyne had called her. Strike her? The Weeping reared back momentarily before it seemed to freeze as if unsure of itself, before shifting its gaze to the other two women. It's source of hatred. The shadow that stalked the shadow. His teeth slowly bared themselves to their fullish extent, a vicious grin capable of rending meat from the bone. Or maybe it was better to just grab this young girl and flee? He was after all wasting time on this errand, he truly did not even wish to do. The creature weighed its options as it quickly took stock of all the shadows in the room. A surprise strike that would slice the Rat from head to toe, then mayhaps it could grab the young girl?

Take her back to that woman. Be done with this whole song and dance and finally get down to what he truly desired. The complete and utter destruction of the Delgato family. Sinking deeper into the shadow and swimming through the blackness the Weeping leaped outward from Madalyne's shadow as she had been closest to Julia.

The creature screamed an unearthly cacophony as the razor-sharp claws of its arm hand descended down in a mad slash intending to split the rat into pieces.

[b][color=ed1c24]"YOU HAVE DARKENED MY SHADOW FOR FAR TOO LONG! DIE LITTLE MOUSE!"[/color][/b]

The Weeping's brow furrowed as it drew blood, but its internal rage bubbled over. Nigel had raged against his cage, causing the Weeping's strike to be hindered, what should have killed Julia fell short. Far too short to be fatal. But it would leave a nasty gash on her head. He flicked his claw allowing the blood to splatter as he readied a battle stance. The element of surprise was gone maybe it was best to just grab Madalyne and run?