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After dealing with all the worst that the GEMs junior members could throw at them, Earthshaker was past the point of caring about Rei’s threats. Topaz was right there, and she was about to thrust her arrow into their most vulnerable member. Everything they’d done since they came to Hibusa had been to hurt the Detention Club, so if she had to maim Topaz to send a message, well, she was willing to pay the bill for that one. 

And if she went further, then she’d not have to worry about her consequences for much longer once Rei got wind of it. Assuming that rule of hers applied to Magical Girl on Magical Girl violence. She’d had a hunch the taking of an innocent, defenseless life that had no perception of Magic may have carried a special cost….

But before she could get a good feel for Topaz’s keen eyes, a presence she was both relieved and frustrated to exasperation revealed itself. Because in the end, you couldn’t have a proper without an adult crossing the T’s and dotting the I’s. 

Even a Magical Girl club. 

Instead of striking out against meat, Earthshaker tumbled forwards, swallowed into a gap of infinite nightmares. If she weren’t so wrapped up in tunnel vision she may have suffered a panic attack and roused to the fore of her mind recollections of the pirate misery trying to choke the life from her. 

But the Magical Madam’s powers were expedient, and she lurched back to stable reality in the woman’s grip. Dangling like a flour sack she offered a dry glare up past the woman’s buxom before righting herself amidst friendly faces. 

While they may have unexpected backup, Roche had no doubts that she would keep the conflict ‘clean’, or as close as it could be. 

[color=orange]”Ah, you haven’t met, Nyxia. This is our….adult supervision, Nocnitsa.”[/color] Earthshaker grumbled, agitation bleeding off in her waves as she summoned her shield and eyed the opposing light girls. In particular the display between Hizuki, Willow, and Morganite that left her wanting to spit in disgust. [color=orange]”This is bad comedy. I can’t believe Willow really thought we could stomach watching that.”[/color]

Though as she simmered without an outlet for her aggression she could expand her awareness, looking aside to notice Shatterscape beside, looking strangely lost, her form scuffed from what looked like hurling herself face first into a washer on its spin cycle. She reached out, trying to squeeze the girl’s shoulder and steady her, even if every nerve of Earthshaker’s body was still alight with contained violence. [color=orange]”You okay, Shatterscape?”[/color]