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[b][u]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Ground Floor Lobby[/u][/b]

“Huh?” Bart’s head cocked to one side, as he looked with no small amount of incredulity to Moira and Syed re-emerging from the Grande Diamond’s main party hall, a room filled with such chaotic din from the still screaming patrons, non-stop buzzing of machines inside and the quickening music played by the jazz band inside. Bart knew he had hit her, and hit her hard. And to see the fat woman come back out, and try charging at him again… he was impressed. And excited.

"OI!" Moira bellowed, grabbing a hold of the other door and pulling that off it's hinges and flinging it at Bart too. "You've right pissed me off! What the fuck was that for?!"

Bart’s body leaned to the side, the piece of wood harmlessly sailing past inches to his side. His gaze followed it briefly, noting the auburn ponytail wearing girl attacking a guard behind him, before shifting his gaze back to the loud blob in front.

"Well, we did kind of break in-"

"I DON'T CARE!" she yelled. "We're in the middle of something! You're in our way, motherfucker! Move!"

She charged forward, fist ready to uppercut the fucker right up to the next floor. She was upon him like a bull in a china shop, his fist lunging underarm, aimed towards the underside of his chin, but with remarkable litheness Bart stepped back, avoiding the blow as a miniature shockwave hit the air above. The miss didn’t deter Moira, however, who kept on her attack, swinging her fists again and again with the aim of smacking the man in the face. But each time he narrowly dodged it with no seeming effort whatsoever. And that just made Moira even madder. 

“Goddamn it you shit, stay still!” She swore, this time pulling all her power into her next punch, and swinging it again. This time, however, Bart had vanished. And before Moira could properly look to find where he went, something crashed and shattered against her face. Fragments of china plating fell to the ground and her forehead started to bleed. “The fuck?!” Moira looked up, spying Xandra across the lobby, the metallurgist recoiling in horror at her unintentional error. 

“Man, you are fucking slow and dense, huh tubby?”

A voice shocked Moira from above, and her head snapped, to see her mysterious enemy perched on her raised left fist. She hadn’t noticed him at all. Hadn’t felt anything. In fact she couldn’t. He didn’t seem to weigh anything at all. 

“Don’t know who the fuck you are, but you made a mistake coming here. Fuck off.”

Before Moira could reach and grab Bart, the man had moved again, his left foot a swinging blur. It collided straight into Moira’s face again, and the weightlessness that had been on top of her had vanished without a trace, this time replaced with sheer power and force. It was a blow more powerful then anything she had ever felt before, more powerful even then that abomination Frank, and it smacked her straight in the kisser, sending her flying back into the party hall again, with Syed despairingly being yanked back again. 

“Oh… oh no…” Xandra muttered, watching Moira and Syed being thrown out of sight again. Who on Ddaear was this man? She had never faced anything like this before in her time with the Guild. How could a man move like… !!

Her eyes widened like a frightened deer in headlights, as Bart jumped off the ground, somersaulting slowly, almost gracefully in the air, to land in front of Xandra. Bart snatched her metal arm, and his body turned, spinning the metallurgist around and around and throwing her too into the party hall. His feet kicked off the ground to follow. There was no real rhyme or reason why Bart had thrown his adversaries there, other then he thought it’d be easier to contain them. 

And fun.