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A responsible adult had a tendency of de-escalating conflicts between youths. Even with a clear bias towards one side, neither really had the same motivation to go at it under an adult’s gaze, even if she was a rather disjointed and airy personality. 

Earthshaker should have appreciated the moment of peace and surety, secure in the knowledge that the GEMS would be unable to fight them any further. That the Detention Club had succeeded in driving off the invading Light Girls. Yet, was that even true? Had the Club won, or had the Light Girls cut their losses before they even had to pay the tiniest bit for the Hell they brought to Miso city. 

[color=orange][i]Those sanctimonious little…The gore Shuuko with a laser while trying to hit me, they have no issue forcing their emotions on us or themselves like a bunch of junkies, and they tried to kidnap one of our own after they gave up on stealing our mascots.[/i][/color] Earthshaker was seething, wrathcooling into a poisonous malaise as she watched the Gems trickle away unblemished for their adventure. Not a scratch on them. 

Never had Roche been more grateful to be Nyxia’s partner then when the laser enthusiast suggested they race off to crush Miseria. It was almost quaint to focus on what should have been the main enemy, and not the City of Light or….other forces.

[color=orange][i]I’ll need to look more aggressively into that. Think I’ll have to start poking into that college more directly.[/i][/color] With a harsh exhale Earthshaker turned away from the insensate Shatterscape and followed at Nyxia, needing to release some of her pent emotion away from their supervisor’s oppressive gaze. [color=orange]”Catch up soon, High Priestess. I need this, but it would be better together.”[/color]