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[b]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Pool Room[/b]

Mordie reached down and snatched up a weapon for herself, much to Dylan’s relief. He was quite capable with his magic, but it always helped when he worked in tandem with a partner rather than as defense. 

[i]"Quite frankly, ah dunno how to fight. But ah know how to make things hurt. 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]

“Good, good.” She was offering them an out, that’s what the good guys also did. Dylan nodded his approval, his head bouncing vigorously, when all of a sudden his hair fell to the floor. For a moment he stared at the blonde wig, trying to piece together what was happening. Why was he wearing a wig? Why was he wearing a dress? There was something nagging at the back of his mind, a repressed memory and a nagging sense of urgency, but he shoved it aside as Jerry busted in. 

[i]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..."[/i]

The need to protect her suddenly seemed...less encompassing. It was startling to him, going from a complete and unstoppable need to a strong inclination. But still...it was Mordie. “Of course,” he pulled her backwards, pushing her towards the dressing rooms. “Let’s get you somewhere safer, Lisette cover us!”

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[b]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Casino/Party Hall[/b]

Bart leapt forward, eager to take down the trio, but Heather was forced to stop protecting him as Trixie came about, guns blazing. Luckily, her bullets weren’t that strong, but they were shot so erratically it required all of Heather’s concentration to repel. 

Bart gave a cry of pain, causing her to whip her head over. He was sliced from behind by the metal-armed girl. “Bart!” she called, as she glanced around the room, surveying the enemies. There was the pistoled child, the large beserker, the metal-armed girl, an electricity mage, and..the blonde woman. She was clearly casting spells on the others. Could she be aiding them? 

Raising her had to her ear, she called out on the radio. “We need aid in the casino room.” Spinning around, she dismissed her shield and ducked under a table and out of Trixie’s line of sight. What she was about to attempt would be hard, but if it worked...

Heather slid out from under the table, she caught the prankster in her sights. Taking a deep breath, she summoned around shield around the young girl. If she fired her guns the bullets would rebound right on her, but more importantly, she was completely surrounded. What air was in there was all she had left, and the more she struggled the quicker she’d use it.