[img=http://i.imgur.com/dO6vRyy.png] [b][u]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - First Floor (Party Hall/Casino)[/b][/u] "Hey! HEY! I'm over here! Not there!" More gunfire wafted over Heather, causing her hair to flock over her shoulders as if a wind blew by. Like Moira, Trixie too had no idea about what was going on with this woman or how important she was to the man called Bart. But Syed had given her direct orders that only a little twerp as annoying as her could pull off, and it was her job to follow through. As she reloaded her weapons, she plopped her uzi into her back pocket; ammunition was more than limited this time, as she only had a few clips more worth of bullets previously plunked from an unconscious body. Whatever the case was with Heather was, Trixie knew she had to be separated from Bart at all costs. The prankster reached for her waist with one hand and - her eyes filled with preliminary tears. Her pouch was still missing. No smokes this time. Just her two guns, a piece of chalk, and some lousy animal-card in her butt pockets. Those were even more useless than bobby pins and paper clips! "Graaah! Raggagraga!" Trixie let out another battle cry as she continued firing in Heather's direction with the stolen pistol. Many of the bullets went astray, enough were close calls to disturb her peripherals, and others buried themselves into her uniform. Until she gave chase or attacked back, this would have to do for now. [img=http://i.imgur.com/t9SKBzc.png] In the meantime, a soft green glow encased Xandra's body as she struck Bart with her metallic hand-sword. At any second the man could whirl around and strike back the poor girl; Amy wasn't aware of how injured the metallurgist may be from before she arrived, but better be safe than sorry from upcoming attacks. The cleric made a mental note to ask about the interesting arm later. Once the aura dissipated, Amy took in another deep breath and focused her next spells on Moira and Syed: another defense buff. Sending constant heals would drain her quickly if they weren't able to take hits to begin with - and with this bull rampaging about, they would be taking in a [i]lot[/i] of hits. She could only pray her and Trixie's support would help end the battle quickly. --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/Pu73RDa.png] [b][u]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Fourth Floor (Indoor Pool)[/b][/u] "Charmin'." The fight had been going accordingly. Mordie had plucked Dylan from the opposing side to join her, causing some confusion and hesitation from the guilders. The two men she had charmed earlier - Cid and Tom - rushed her way to stop her after realizing what she had done with them earlier. Dylan caught their ploy on time to manifest a bottle of oil on time, to which Mordie ooed and cooed. That specialty of his was... quite something! Tom easily flopped over, flinging his pistol forward as Cid instead rushed to Lucien's aid, before too meeting the same fate as his bro when he rushed back towards her. The bubbly joker was no longer bubbly now, and the little girl that was also with them had eased her way to Dylan's side as he clung onto Mordie. "Ooh! You've got soft hands, boy!" the woman chirped as the artist wrapped his arms around her protectively. What a gentleman. Luckily he held her safe with just enough leeway for her to shift around; she flung Tom's pistol skyward with her foot and snatched it mid-air. Readying the next shot with her thumb, she whipped the barrel in Lucien's direction. He seemed distraught about his soggy cards, which looked more peculiar than just generic playing cards. Just how special were they to him? They couldn't be anything more than some game, if not merely for good luck. "Quite frankly, ah dunno how to fight. But ah know how to make things hurt." Mordie beamed, relishing in the protection of the guilder's own teammate. "All ya gotta do is just surrender - n' ah'll boot y'all out the GD with no more trouble. That's all there is to it! But if that's not appealin' to ya, then..." [i]WHAM![/i] "BROOOOS! SIIIIS!" Suddenly the double doors burst open, and a shaded, afro'd figure lobbed himself inside, arms outstretched before him and mouth wildly agape. The doors swung lazily behind him like floppy cards until they closed on their own. The man panted heavily. [img=http://i.imgur.com/7887mbz.png] "Watch out, bros and sis! She's got some crazy love magic going on here and--" his shielded eyes met with Dylan's, and his mouth must have dropped an extra ten feet at the disturbing sight. "Oh no! Broooo!" He took a step forward, ready to charge in to help his teammate, but stopped himself. Oil had been spilled between him and the pool, and he would wound up fallen like his two other bros if he rushed in any further. His fist clenched around his pilfered baton. Mordie giggled at the lifeguard's anguish. "More fun for me, ah s'pose. Girlie," she cast her eyes towards the archer, who stood off to Dylan's side. The woman brought a finger to her teeth, almost biting on it seductively - and she winked the moment Lisette looked her way. Her gun's barrel never left Lucien's direction. "Please, help me! Dylan baby, you too? Ah'm surrounded by big, strong, scary brutes, n' ah don't think ah can protect myself..."