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Evil Eye beheld Oros, soaking in her blood and the absurdity of the situation. [color=firebrick][b][i]If she doesn't snap out of her 'happiness' soon, she's going to bleed dry.[/i][/b][/color] Though she had little in the way of fact to base it on, she got the impression that while her sister-in-arms was looking at her, she was weeping over somebody else. She stopped to consider, briefly, whether or not saying something would make this spell she was under better or worse—but only briefly. [color=firebrick][b]"...Sounds like a date. First I need you to not die, though."[/b][/color] Looking over the pool of blood and imagining that this really could be the last time she spoke to Oros—something that was, despite being desensitized to this sort of scene, not particularly difficult—she managed to shed a tear or three to produce some pint-sized cotton devils to soak up the blood. She couldn't be sure if this would indeed actually help the blood witch, but Evil Eye was never content to sit and wait for a situation to improve on its own. [color=firebrick][b]"Looking a bit light on fluids, Oros. Pull yourself together. Eyes up here,"[/b][/color] she tried. If the wannabe cupid had put her under a spell of lovesickness, Evil Eye figured she could counter it with some hypnotism of her own. If Oros looked at her now, she would see the patient smile of a sister who always gave second chances, if only she'll get up and fight again.

That was when the approaching presence made itself known. The first welcome realization was that it wasn't a light girl. The second was that it wasn't Rei, here to chide them all again for not begging for help at the first sign of trouble, nor was it Ashbringer, here to make their clusterfuck even more complicated. The third was that she had already made herself plenty useful and brought some sense of order with her—and with that came the first unwelcome realization: this woman was a role model of just the sort of dark magical girl Evil Eye aspired to be. [color=firebrick][b][i]A usurper, if I'm not cautious,[/i][/b][/color] she counseled herself. [color=firebrick][b]"Well, thank you. Do you know what's happening to her, then?"[/b][/color] she tried to ask the woman before she vanished again, leaving Evil Eye talking to herself. She sighed. [color=firebrick][b][i]Tsubomi rarely asks for anything. And the moment we listen, this is what happens...[/i][/b][/color]