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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)

[Silver Projectile][Scatter][Intangible] = -108

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 1250
PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: E | 580[/center][/color][/hider]
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Everything went according to plan — [i]until it didn't.[/i]

With Amanda getting injured [i]again [/i]and Ciri being forced to admit she had misjudged the time it took her most recently learnt melody to actually [i]go off[/i], the end result was... not exactly what she'd intended, but not [i]the [/i]worst case scenario either. At the very fucking least, Viper was further away from Amanda now. 

Speaking of, the fuck she [i]meant [/i]two versus two, there were like five and a half combatants on this floor! Had all those blows to her helmet rattled out object permanence from her brain or did she just never pass first grade math?!

Whatever, she had a shotgun.

Disoriented as she still was by the change of positions, Ciri managed to stagger to her feet and roll away from the shot just in time, only to be blocked by the one remaining mascot school dropout. Behind her, she could hear Reginass moving closer. Then [i]on top of it all[/i] Luna ringed, reminding Ciri she really had to start closing those damn mental connections when she wasn't using them.

[i][color=#7e4393]What the fuck do you mean, good news?! Wasn't it your entire damn job to keep them occupied down there?! It's a little late to try and lay l--[/color][/i]

Ciri was cut off mid-thought. The damn nuns were cackling somewhere far too close for comfort, and the dragon was rearing up for a breath. God, she was so damn tired of being constantly forced on the defensive. But what the fuck else was she supposed to do against... against all of [i]this?! [/i]What were the GEMINI assholes doing anyway, how long could it take an entire group of them to deal with things upstairs? 

For a split second, Ciri considered using the tigerman for leverage and going through the ceiling to see and give them a piece of her mind. But then she would need to take Amanda along, and she was practically dead-set on offloading her to the first somewhat friendly face she found.

Which meant downstairs it was.

... At least for Amanda. 

[color=#7e4393]"Outta my damn face!"[/color] Ciri shouted at the tiger, digging a heel into his foot to maneouver past him. She shoved a hand into her inner pocket, pulled out her one and only flash bang, and tossed it over her shoulder as a parting gift, arm covering her eyes just in case. Then she made a mad, desperate dash further along the hallway. [color=#7e4393][i]Grab the girl[/i],[/color] she told [i]It[/i], [color=#7e4393][i]get her through the floor.[/i][/color] She just needed to get a little closer. A little closer, and [i]then—[/i]

She cast, trying to scatter the effect to herself, It and Amanda, but she didn't really care whether the tiger was accidentally in range or not and got saved. Either he got incinerated by the dragon now or got caught in the crossfire of something else later, didn't matter. The important thing was that her partner took Amanda back down a floor where the rest of the Mavericks could better protect her (because she sure as hell couldn't, that was clear by now), while she slipped through a wall in the cover of the flash bang and the incoming fire. 

[color=#7e4393]"Get down!"[/color] she shouted at the last second, hoping if anyone heard, they'd think she went through the floor too, as she pushed herself sideways into an unknown room. She had no idea where she would end up, but it [i]had [/i]to be better than what was in the hallway — and it would help her sneak up on that damn sniper snake for a close and personal shot to the temple. Back to her old tactics, to being one with the shadows, far from the center of combat, as she was supposed to. 

Also.

[i][color=#7e4393]Damnit Boteg, if you're still up there, get down the side of the building, your girlfriend's outta whack.[/color] [/i]
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