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[color=tomato]"Love me, love me, say that you love me."[/color]

[color=888888]— Suki Oyama[/color][/center]

The cotton swab demons (WTF?) tried to clean the blood off of Oros, but it was not easy to do. Even if they ignored how difficult blood was to clean off of someone from a purely philosophical perspective, the witch's blood seemed thick and gel-like. The swab demons could no easier soak it up than they could tire rubber or a pillow. Given that Oros always had a hairpin jammed through her skull, perhaps bleeding out was not an issue for the girl. That said, there was absolutely something wrong with her right now, and Evil Eye had to keep on trying. 

Oros did respond to Evil Eye’s words, but nothing she babbled out could be understood. But the schemer had gotten the blood witch to make contact with her at last. Her head perked up like a dog that just heard its name called, and she locked eyes with Evil Eye. After staring for a moment, she clenched her teeth.

[color=ff6347]"[i]You![/i]"[/color]

Tentacles raced up the front of Evil Eye’s dress and coiled around her shoulders and neck. The dinosaur skull started to close around Oros’s face as a tendril obscured Evil Eye’s eyes. Being covered like this made her feel… at peace. Or as at peace as one could. Then not a moment later, the tentacles went slack and fell off of Evil Eye.

[color=ff6347]"Ah! Eyeball!"[/color] Oros smiled, with her dino mask nowhere to be seen. [color=ff6347]"You can’t scare me like that! I thought you were someone else for a second."[/color] Her smile wore away as she looked around. [color=ff6347]"Ah, whoever beat me up did quite a number on me."[/color] It didn’t take her long before she spotted Tsubomi. [color=ff6347]"Oh, uh, one second, Eyeball. We can talk later."[/color] The armless, legless girl surfed her own blood up to Tsubomi’s side. She had just enough height to float her head onto Tsubomi’s stomach. [color=ff6347]"Sunshine! Are you okay?"[/color] A bloody tendril started poking her in the ribs. She placed the side of her head over her heart. [color=ff6347]"Ahh geez! Don’t make me give you mouth to mouth."[/color] 

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[color=deeppink]"What kind of person are you [i]really[/i], Hizuki?"[/color]

[color=888888]— Willow[/color][/center]

Nocnitsa had managed to separate the dark and light girls, but seemed content to leave Willow and the remaining two fighting. Understandably, she had no idea what Willow was scheming either, and as soon as the violin player turned her head, it was a gambit that was totally unnecessary with the mysterious woman showing up. 

[color=ff1493]"Ah…"[/color] Willow turned to Nocnitsa and grinned. [color=ff1493]"She will deny you, harlot! For she is under my spell and helping me deal with these small fries as you call them. For the fries are merely a complementary treat to the despair burger I’m cooking right now."[/color] Willow then looked back at Hizuki. [color=ff1493]"No, my brave interloper! There is no need for you to recover-"[/color] Did she just dead name Tsubomi? Was that going to be a problem later? Was it already a problem that she wasn’t transformed? This was so confusing. [color=ff1493]"...That girl. You can continue to fight on behalf of the club you love so much, fufufufufufufufufufu!"[/color]

Morganite sighed. Both the shield she was standing on and the one Pearl had retreated to lowered to the ground. [color=ffc0cb]"Aight den. Et’s trade. Me for ‘er."[/color]

Willow stopped playing. [color=ff1493]"Excuse me?"[/color]

The pink haired tike folded her arms. [color=ffc0cb]"Give ‘er to us, and ya get me."[/color]

Pearl shivered. [color=ff69b4]"M-Morganite!"[/color]

[color=ffc0cb]"We ain’t got a choice. I can’t fite Hizuki. If somethin' were ta happen ta ‘er, it would make ma feel queasy."[/color] With a look of determination that rarely graced her face, Morganite stepped closer to Nocnitsa.

[color=ff1493]"I see…"[/color] Willow’s smile only grew wider. She gestured towards Pearl. [color=ff1493]"Go on, Hizuki. Return to your people. I’m sure you’ll be back in my clutches before long."[/color]

Or she'd return of her own will, more likely.