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The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 1,857 (+3)
Bowser: Level 9 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (132/90)
Bowser Jr: Level 8 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (57/80)
Kamek: Level 8 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (54/80)
Location: Bottomless Sea – the Maw - the Depths
Feat: Rika

Floor 1: Bowser Junior

”That's it! That's it!” Jr cheered Mimi on as she spun the wheel till at last a heavy thwonk rounded and the wheel would turn no more ”Yesss! You did it! You can stop now.” Jr told his pokeminion after he was done celebrating, relieving her from her growing frustration with the fact that the wheel had stopped turning. She reeled back her shadow and then wiped her brow/chest, clearly worn out by having to maintain the move for so long.

As she settled down to relax, Jr turned the vehicle round and back towards the entrance, only to find the faceless girl racing towards them again. Crying out ”Not again! Where’s the stupid robot!” Jr tried to back them up and away from her, only to get stuck in the messy contents of the draining room in the process. Mimi, tired from shadow handling the wheel, was too tired to get out another to slash her(but tried to nonetheless) and so, thinking the glass being punched in was inevitable at this point, jr took a deep breath in the vain hope that he might be able to outlast the draining and then squared up to meet her own glass shattering blow with his own aimed for her faceless face.

Fortunately the prince wouldn’t need to test his lung capacity. The faceless girl’s aversion to light became clear to Jr where before he’d kinda missed it while shouting at Mimi. She reacted like she was being hit by a wave of fire rather than light, yet despite the obvious pain she was pushed closer and closer and then, after what felt like an eternity, she gave up and bolted into a hole in the floor.

Jr let out his held breath in relief and then got Mimi to stop over exerting herself in trying to do another shadow sneak. All that was left then, was to sit back, relax, and wait to see if their actions had born fruit. It certainly sounded like it, some ancient machinery gurgling away out there but it was only when the water started draining out of the room and then finally dunked the sub to the ground that they actually knew it had worked.

”Well, that could have been worse” Jr said, as he popped open the hatch of the sub, taking a breath of slightly fresher air. Then he scooped up Mimi and the weird key he hadn’t had to use, jumped down into the foot deep water, shivered about being in foot deep water (but at least unlike everyone else he didn't have clothes or shoes to get waterlogged) then took a sloshing walk through the tunnel he’d been in and over to the Bull

”Good job up there. Didn't even have to worry about mr fish breath” he said to it’s camera, giving a thumbs up to the battered thing’s camera. There was no response.

”Maybe they’ve set off already?” he said to Mimi, getting a shrug in return. ”Well whatever, let's just get moving. Got a bunch more climbing up too do I think. Urg.”

Jr was not looking forward to that, but the faster he moved, the sooner they’d be able to get out and eat something. Hunger and horror were, he was finding, just the worst combination of feelings.

Unfortunately, as he stepped out into the pit, getting out of it was not going to be so easy as strolling along the bottom of the tank and finding a ladder or staircase up to the second floor. There were masses of junk littering the floor of the chamber for one, and for two there was at least one big bad beast roaming around the water logged scrap heap.

”Aw come on, he can breathe air?” Jr complained as he heard the big fish lamenting the loss of his water. He took a few moments to look around for a path through the junk fields, before realizing something: The big fish probably knew where the drain control was and if he did, then he also knew exactly where the person responsible for stealing his water was.

”Time to move! But uh, quietly. Got it Mimi?” Jr said to his minion, getting a nod, before he carefully moved out into the junk, taking a slightly circuitous route to avoid running into the fish if he was indeed coming for him while also looking for a way out of the pit he was in.

Floor 3: Kamek

”Or it could eat your brains” Kamek said, waited for a few moments to see if anything went hideously wrong with Link’s new head piece and then, when it didn't, shrugged ”Looks like you're safe.”

He put away the uninformative document he had been reading, which had been a recording of a private conversation that had been delightful scandalous but entirely useless to him, and watched with interest as Link tried to fill the mold with the black goopy contents of one of the containers. It was a smart move, he had to admit, but unfortunately the logic that you;d keep mold filler with mold turned out to be a false hypothesis. The goo formed into an awful looking little organic thing who’s flashing lights Kamek had to force himself to look away from despite how disgusting it was.

”Well that is deeply unpleasant.” he noted. Still, at least Link had picked the most useless (in Kamek’s opinion) mold to try out, so it wasn't the worst outcome. Anyone who knew anything could tell you that the key one could probably be important to them getting out of here, so the Koopa resolved to hold onto its smaller mold for the moment.

A bit later Link rushed outside when another awful clanging sound resounded from out there. Kamek had basically gotten used to those at this point, it would likely be more concerning if they stopped, and so only ambled out a few moments later to find the water draining away around them.

”Well I’m not sure what they did, but it looks like the way is clear” Kamek noted pleasantly, before the big fish made it known that it didn't have the common decency to drown in the air like some of the other things down there where doing. Or where hopefully doing. ”Ah, well. Almost clear.”

That was not going to be fun. He scratched his head a bit, looking around to see if there was a way they’d be able to start getting down.

”You two good down there?” came a shout from Bowser, who had been in the middle of climbing back to the command center when the water started going down and he’d stopped to watch it go.

”Quite alright sire. Yourself?” Kamek replied

”Yeah I’m good, just risking my butt up here while you sit on yours down there”

”Sire... Well I haven't been completely idle!. I’ve found. Some strange goop? And some…. Junk. and this model of a key? I mean, we don't have a way to fill it, but it's something” Kamek waved the mold Link had found up at the king, who squinted down at it.

”A key mold huh?” the king scratched his chin before shouting up to the two grate climbers ”Hey wasn't there some kind of machine for those up there?”

If/when he got some confirmation, he shouted down ”Wait right there, I’m coming to get that mold from ya”

”I’m not going anywhere sire. But couldn't Link just bring it up?” Kamek called back

”Nah. Hey, Link. nice doge earlier. Now go see if you can get downwards and help Jr out with old fish face.” Bowser said as he started coming down, taking him away from the panicked situation he was unaware was unfolding in the command center.

”Wait, the young master is down there?!”

”Yeah he got the water down like a champ!”

Kamek squinted down at the pit of trash, then over at the map to work out where flow control was, then down at that before finally spotting Jr. ”There he is!” he called out cheerily, pointing and then waving till he got a wave back from the speck that was Jr. Followed a few moments later by an arm crossing wave signaling no before the prince raced out of sight at a faster pace than he had been taking when Kamek had spotted him.

Floor 1: Bowser junior

”Stupid stupid stupid old koopa” Jr whisper shouted as he hurriedly moved to reposition away from the spot he had been at when Kamek pointed him out for anyone who was paying attention to see. ”If we don’t die I’m gonna kill him when we get up there up ”

Floor 4: Rika

Despite being assisted by her anti-gravity gauntlets in the lifting, throwing might have been a bit too generous to describe what Rika had done with the tv. A lob or toss or heave might have been more accurate, so she only really hit because the thing started stomping its way right towards her as soon as she made a noise. Which was incredibly frightening and prompted her to run the heck away as soon as she’d hucked the tv at it.

It stomped after her, a hulking disgusting mass that caused her to forget she was basically the only person in here who was armed. Instead she booked it, only for Geralt to save her butt with a shattering glass jar that distracted it away from her. It was only after it rammed Peach and Bella did the same trick to save her that Rika got control of her brain and worked out how it was going on.

It responded to sound and almost nothing else.

Rika, having run in basically a straight line found herself hiding behind the controls to the submarine crane and, as a result, basically as far from escape as she could possibly be. She briefly considered trying to ride down on the now lowering water, but was that water really any safer? Plus, she couldn’t abandon her friends like that.

What she could do to help came to her when Mirage, who was as deceptive a child as he was an adult apparently, tried to use his pop gun to rattle the fence in the center of the room around the submarine pit to get its attention there again (but sans a Peach to ram this time).

Awkwardly twisting her arm to get her hand out of her gauntlet, something she’d always had to do to hold stuff now that they were bottled back in place, but which was now dangerous rather than an inconvenience she scraped the gauntlet against the metal console as she grabbed the controls of the crane. As soon as she had a grip started to wiggle them, intending to add a bunch of ongoing mechanical noise inside the cage to distract the thing. Or at least hopefully smother other sounds they made.

Maybe if it got inside she could even grab it or knock it into the hole? But that was a longshot.

wordcount: 1,187(+2) (-3)
Midna: level 5 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////// (46/50)
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.

Midna bit back her building anger/frustration with the Thieves for now and, as the battle rolled on in front of them, tried to give them an equally calm rebuttal ”Except it does change people. Not directly, yes, but given time, time that they’ve all had, the required legality will influence people’s personalities”

She’d been thinking this over since their previous battle, and now she tried to wrangle the ideas that had been rattling around in her head and deliver them as an argument ”I don't know what kind of world you come from, but from what I know, most people aren't killers by nature. Even those that do kill they have limits on what warrants death and what kind of lives they are willing to take. But here, touched by Galeem’s influence? Any fight you take, it ends in the death of you or your foe, no matter who or what they are. If you don't fight, then sure, you're probably the same. But if you step up and fight for what you believe in, take a stand against tyranny and evil, then you end up with blood on your hands where before you might have just left bruises. That changes a person and, because they are blind to Galeem’s influence, they have to rationalize that killer nature as part of themselves. That changes them from who they were, and who they are when they are free again.” she said, before taking her hypothesis and adding some actual evidence to back it up.

”Case and point, there was a little girl as part of the previous group. When she was free, she was horrified by the very idea of using her magic to attack people instead of monsters, let alone killing them. Because that wasn't part of her nature before, it was something Galeem forced her to do for daring to fight for what she thought was right.” she concluded, hoping that she might be able to foster an understanding as to why these people deserved to be given a second chance.

As she wrapped up, so too was the battle between the two woman coming to a close ”and don’t think I don't see you dancing around telling exactly me what you actually did with that lady” she added, but she didn't have time to go into that, instead tapping her chest to draw out a heart and moving herself closer to get into a better position to dart in at the last moment and free the loser, before, if she was contested, turning her massively amped up dragon power on the winner and then freeing them too.

Unfortunately, like Amara, Midna herself also fell for Ciella’s deception, focusing on the sneaking woman and missing the spell forming at the siren’s feet. Behind her, Fox wasn't fooled. Had he informed her instead of/as well as Joker, or moved to act himself, Amara might have lived, but it was not to be.

There was no life on the line as far as the Thieves were concerned after all.

So the trap was sprung, and in a torrent of arrow fire the mislead hero fell. Minda was blindsided by this conclusion, left holding the friend-heart as Amara’s spirit fell to the ground. After understanding struck Minda hurled the heart away in anger, and then felt like an arrow had pierced her own heart when she recognized that, had she intervened or been more observant, this could have been avoided.

Amara was dead because of her.

She’d had people die because of her failings before of course, and she had no need of Galeem to make her a killer, so the moment wasn't soul shattering by any means. The siren was just one more stranger’s corpse laid atop the pile of lessons learned (which consisted mostly of mountain of dead Hylians resting on a mound of her own subjects). But it still killed her just a little every time it happened. To add insult, or rather horror, to injury, Ciella grasped the fallen hero’s spirit and pressed it to her chest, absorbing her power like the Seekers did.

”Who the fuck taught her to do that” She whispered under her breath. Because that was bad. Really bad. Long-term it had the possibility of some dreadful consequences, but short term it was also bad. She was already incredibly strong after all, and now she had even more power. How many might die if they had to fight her to stop her from killing someone they freed.

Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, as they returned to the conference chamber (Midna noting with quet disdain that the Thieves had shown no reaction other than quiet indifference to Amara’s death as they regrouped), it appeared that wouldn’t be an issue just yet.

Back in the room they immediately linked up with Mao, who gave them a report on how things had turned back in the room.

”So we absolutely failed to take anyone alive. Brilliant. Just brilliant” She replied with a sigh as her dragon energy, mostly unused, slowly dissipated. And they’d done so well the first time round, Minda cursed to herself. A brief mental rundown of who was with her gave her a rationale as to why. Indifferent thieves (who poisoned her current opinion of Jessy by association), evil overlords and the still Galeeming Bruam (who seemed like a good person to her and, she mentally noted, she should definitely actively try to find a way to free him as soon as possible).

Maybe the still absent Sectonia was the only one she could rely on to follow through, which she had mixed feelings about. When it came down to it there were not a lot of people in this crew who’s moral character she could truly trust, here or in the larger extended group. She’d need to mend some bridges and do some internal faction building if she wanted to try and keep them on the right path.

For the moment however, informed by this assessment and by the encounter in the previous room, Minda resolved to take things into her own hands far more heavily when they assailed the basement.

Still, while they couldn't be trusted to take people alive, at least they could be relied upon not to get themselves killed. Though considering the state of Laharl he’d had quite the close call. ”Can your priests help Laharl now that the coast is-” she began to ask Ciella before stopping, sighing and remembering that the runt was still Galeeming.

She clapped her hands twice to get some attention and then announced ”Demonstration time then. Mao, Jessy, this is how you clear the light” before tapping her chest and drawing out another friend-heart. Then she drifted down to kneel beside the wounded Laharl and administered the restorative fragment.

”Welcome into the shade Laharl, if you have any questions, just ask” she said, getting up herself as he went through his flashback and then offering the overlord a hand to help get up once he put things together, uselessly hoping that being free would somehow do something about his attitude problem.

The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 630/455/127 (+1)
Bowser: Level 9 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (129/90)
Bowser Jr: Level 8 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (54/80)
Kamek: Level 8 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (51/80)
Location: Bottomless Sea – the Maw - the Depths
Feat: Rika

”I’m a bad-guy, I don’t have to be nice!” Was Bowser’s parting call back to Sakura. Rika didn’t really get what that meant at all, nor was she any help with the bottles of stuff which she couldn't read either, Eastern European languages were not exactly high on the list of information mass produced foot soldiers needed to know after all.

While they were at it Bowser’s plan came to fruition in a way that was nowhere near what he’d planned, but that still got results, so he was going to claim victory if anyone asked nonetheless. He’d misjudged what Moreau would consider bait, the disgusting morals certainly wasn’t it, and just quite how high the monster could jump.

Which meant that his leap away from the fish’s mighty leap was less a suave and cunning per-prepared dodge like Link’s had been and more a panicked flight accompanied by FUNGA! FUNGA! FUNGA! HUP! before the King soared with gravity defying grace through the air and up to the ladder, which he grabbed with one claw. And then hung from it by said one claw as the big jerk crashed through his platform and then smashed into the wall with a might smack

”Gahaha-arg!” Bowser laughed at his foolishness and then was forced to cling on to his ladder as the shock-waved reverberated through everything, and threatened to shake him off and drop him into the water. While it didn't make him lose, it did dunk part of the sky maze into the water and, while fortunately no one was on it to take the plunge with it, all this intentional and unintentional platform dropping was probably going to make navigating up and down a fair bit trickier. And they were going to need to get back down somehow once Jr and the Mirages pulled through.

”Urg, well you were useless” Bowser informed the gross thing on the end of his fishing rod. He proceeded to violently shake it around till it slipped the knot and fell down into the water, where maybe it would act as a little distraction down there where it had failed at the end of the line. Then he gripped the rod in between his teeth and used both hands to clamber his way up the ladder. Once up he headed back to the control room to see if there was anything else that would work as a distraction. That wasn't himself that was. As a result of his shenanigans he was still on his way back, when the ladies, and Mirage, received their guest.

Rika however was right there and was in the middle of picking up and trying to gauge if Sakura’ idea of hucking the tv at their fishy foe was something she could pull off (the doll had been removed and carefully set aside from its seat on top of said tv while she was at this and, it seemed, was safe from any threat of being used as a distraction by anyone present) when something started banging around nearby.

“Huh? What was that noise?” she asked upon hearing it and then, when Bella asked what they were supposed to do when something came she more or less automatically suggested “well we fight it I guess?”

It was just when the fact that, as kids, this probably wasn't a good plan, that the eyeless armless thing burst out of the vent. Though it did first fall over rather pathetically, when it started picking itself it looked like it was going to be absolutely massive, not to mention utterly disgusting and horrifying.

Rika’s response to this was to shriek in surprise and panic and then to chuck the Tv at its head as it was trying to get up.

While those above dealt with their own troubles, Jr continued to slip through the depths towards his destination of flood control. While at it he managed to miss said control’s signpost due to being very, very, very worried about their spooky lady friend. Fortunately, she didn't seem to want to make a move, perhaps because of Jr’s cunning circling of the (two) wagons, or perhaps just because she wasn't ready to come in again for some reason, but whichever was the case, in the end they made it too flood control uncontested.

”Finally!” the prince cheered as he found the room and slipped right in without a moment's thought or hesitation. There were a whole lot of mechanical gubbins in there, but even an idiot couldn't miss the giant wheel under the flashing light that would allow them to drain all the water. No complicated water level puzzles here, just a nice simple singular level transformation. There was a slight problem however, Jr raised, as he floated up in front of the controls.

”Wait. Uh. how do I...” he rather uselessly tapped at the glass in front of him that kept him safe, but also stopped him from reaching the wheel. There were also no manipulators on the sub but, as he swiftly realized, that didn't matter, because while he couldn't reach through the glass, his ghostly minion certainly could!

”Mimi! Use your sneaky shadow to turn that wheel!” he commanded while pointing dramatically at the wheel

“Mimi?” the mon replied, seemingly confused

”That shadow thing. Use it on the wheel!” Jr instructed again, jabbing his finger at the wheel again a little impatiently.

“Kyu?” she looked at it, looked at him, and then shrugged and got to it and, in doing so, demonstrated that while pokemon where hardly animals, there was a reason they were not equal citizens of their world when she proceeded to sneak her shadow out and then used it to ineffectually attack the wheel with spectral claw swipes.

”What no! Don't attack the wheel! Turn it! Turn the wheel.” Jr shouted at her.

“Kyu?” she replied, having little understanding of machinery. That was trainer stuff.

”Look. Grab it like this” jr said, mimicking grasping the wheel with his claws

“Mi” the mon replied, and after a few tries and corrections from her trainer, grasped the wheel with her shadow’s tendrils

”and now turn it. Like this” jr said, again, demonstrating the action

“Kyu!” the mon replied, turning the wheel a half turn as instructed

”Good, now do that again. Good. and again and again! Goood. You got it! Good minion!” jr instructed and then cheered as the mon started to turn the wheel a quarter turn at a time until the task was done.

”Quite the collection of junk you've got there” Kamek said to Link after they’d dug through the boxes, his own attempt at helping having not turned up much of use either, just the same cables and text logs and other scrap.

”Molds we can't fill, weird goo that I do not want to touch… I suppose if you want a suspicious looking hat you have it and… what even is all this text about?” Kamek said, misinformed and dismissive, while picking up a random document from among the hundreds stuffed into the boxes and giving it a read. It wasn't like he was much use anyway he thought morosely as he skim read the sensitive information mainly because it was there and it was something to do.

The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 807/355 (+2/+1)
Bowser: Level 9 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (128/90)
Bowser Jr: Level 8 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (53/80)
Kamek: Level 8 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (50/80)
Location: Bottomless Sea – the Maw - the Depths
Feat: Rika

”I mean we don’t though. I mean I kinda know other... Versions of the guy? Or his relatives? You know I'm not sure how the whole Link thing works but lie every time we do this smash thing there's a different one while most other people stay the same and-.” Bowser started rambling in response to Sakura’s telling off. While he was at it there was a ripping sound as Rika tore a bit of fabric off the dress she’d found in the toy dump and had been wearing ever since then.

“Does this help?” she asked as she handed it to Sakura to be used as a tissue, before making some adjustments to her outfit to try and compensate for the missing piece. Apparently she hadn't even considered using the monster’s doll’s own lovely outfit for this purpose.

While they were talking, the other gang’s plan came to fruition. The nimble Link darted back as the fish came careening though he water and more or less slamming into everything and anything in his path and just barely failed to slam the boy into paste. Instead the hero ducked into the other room (followed by a veritable flood of junked metal that Kamek just barely managed to scramble out of the way of) and put himself right in the jaws of the trap. Or right below it rather.

With a snip and a snap the cat and the hunter severed the last chain of the platform hanging above the fish, causing it to plummet and then, like a sword of Damocles it came crashing down upon the lord, dealing him a mighty blow. This metaphorical sword was followed by an improvised literal one, as Geralt lobbed his nail like a spear and impaled the beast in the head with it.

Yet despite their efforts, the big brute wasn't out for the count and instead sloughed off of the ruins of the scaffolding and back down into the water, though not before receiving a parting pair of shells from Rika’s underdeveloped arm cannons. She’d been too transfixed by the carnage to react as quickly as Geralt had, but she still managed to sneak in a parting gift right before he got away.

A few moments after he was gone, a small fireball also plinked into the now fish-less carnage spot, Bowser’s own addition arriving far too late to do anything useful.

”Bah! Jerk ran away rather than sit there and take his medicine!” he complained

“Maybe you’ll just need to be closer next time?” Rika suggested

”Or have him come to me!” Bowser replied, before shouting out at the bridge droppers ”Hey! I've got some stuff that might get his attention. By which I mean his stuff” he jerked a thumb at the guy’s meager collection of belongings ”Why don't we see if he’s interested in trying to get it back!”

With that, he picked up the fishing rod and the jar containing the thing labeled ‘cadou’ and made his way back to what remained of the maze. Once he’d found a nice spot he uncorked the jar, wretched at the smell and then looped the end of the rod’s string around the ugly thing inside and fished it out without touching it.

Not that that helped much.

Even reeling it out of the fluid containing it made the king feel sick to the stomach from the sight and smell of the thing, so the gross thing went over the side as soon as possible, dangling down below his platform and towards the water. The king, possibly fueled by his own hunger, thought that the disgusting fish guy would want to eat something equally as disgusting, and so intended to use the thing like fish bait.

”Hey, look at me, fish jerk, I’ve got your weird gross jar thing. Come and get it!” Bowser yelled down, taunting the lord with the rather awful thing and using it like a rather heavy fly lure on the end of the fishing rod, trying to bait him to come under the platforms again where the bolt cutting duo could try and land a strike on top of him, though the fish likely being being a moving target this time might make that a fair bit trickier.

That left Rika back at the control room with Sakura, who she asked “you think any of this will help?” while vaguely indicating to the TV, doll and assorted bottles of stuff she’d lugged over to their vantage point.

”I’m not sure what you're expecting to find in there, little hero, but let me lend you a hand” Kamek said as Link started tearing into the boxes that had briefly blocked their way before. He carefully climbed over, taking a few cautious glances at the hylian’s new friend as he did so, quite sure that it was the same kind of thing that had been stalking him in the toy dump, and then took a look inside some of the boxes that had already been torn into.

”If you are looking for a weapon you might have more luck with all the scrap your stunt tipped everywhere however” he mentioned, pointing towards the jagged and dangerous scaffolding shrapnel that would make leaving their hiding spot a possible literal pain.

”Ha ha yeah eat it! Bet you didn't expect that, you jerk!” Jr cheered as Mimi’s shadow sneak worked like a charm, catching the spooky faceless lady off guard, turning the friendly dark into a nightmare of needles. Rather than try and charge though the darkness Mimi was projecting, she instead opted to flee, getting a cheer from both Jr and Mimi before the prince realized that she’d gotten out of sight of them, and her running that didn’t mean she wouldn't be coming right on back when the opportunity struck.

”Wait where did you go?” Jr asked the black water, rapidly scanning the lamp light of the sub around to try and find her, and instead only finding a mess of pipes and other junk, all of which provided excellent cover for the light averse water dwelling lady.

”Stop hiding! Come out and fight like a koopa!” he demanded, to no response.

Instead of finding her, Jr instead found Mirage, or rather the stocky robot he was piloting, when it flashed its light at him and then gestured crudely with its limbs in what might be a come here motion. Jr wasn't actually sure, but he did know two lights searching for the lady would be better than one and so moved the sub over to link up with the robot. He unfortunately definitely didn't get the idea that Mirage had straight up found their goal from his stiff gestures, and so instead moved just behind him and engaged in what was effectively a back to back shuffle forwards. As they moved jr kept scanning around with his searchlight looking both for the way to flow control, which he was unknowingly already taking, and also scanning around for the lady in case she tried to loop round in front of them or come in from the sides, which slowed him down even more.

”You know, this’d be much easier if that suit hadn’t wandered off as well” Jr complained to Mimi, who was primed and ready to try and harass the lady again if they spotted her, as he kept erratically swinging the lamp light around in a hope of catching the faceless lady out in the open ”like jeez, did it go take a nap or something? Where is it?”

wordcount: 506 (+1)
Midna: level 5 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////// (47/50)
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.

Midna did more than just raised an eyebrow when she spotted whatever the heck Joker did with Jink, in fact she practically balked at it, but events prevented her from doing any questioning him about it immediately even though she met up with him and his right before the entrance to the room where Ciella and Amara where fighting. After she was almost splashed to pieces when she tried to peek into the room despite Fox’s warning about water blasts the thieves rushed inside, with Midna hot on their heels, and found the room a sodden and splintered mess thanks to the combating duo’s opposed water and ice magics.

Neither seemed particularly pleased about them intruding on their battle. Amara’s concern was entirely understandable, she was on the back foot while Ciella looked little worse for ware (Midna was somewhat amazed that she seemed to have shrugged of dozens of the lethal projectiles fired by the siren’s guns, possibly even more than Jessy had taken to put her in dire straits. She was one tough lady, that was for sure)

The rabbit woman herself seemed to have some kind of honor or single mindedness that made her refuse to allow interference in her battle, an attitude which Midna simultaneously understood and thought incredibly foolish.

It was Amara however, who diverted some of her energy to trying to ward them off from intervening, creating a fist below them with a burst of her power with which she tried to punch them into the ceiling. The thieves dashed to the side at once, with Minda following/being pulled out of the way in equal measure.

”I had that,” she insisted, a debatable statement that would probably need a slow motion replay to actually verify one way or the other.

Ciella expressed her disdain for their potential involvement with words rather than actions, but her refutation of their wordless offer of help was no less swift and harsh. It was an instruction that Joker seemed more than happy to nonchalantly follow, which kind of ticked Minda off even if it was a sensible course of action.

”Reminder: this doesn't end without one of them dying, which is something we’re here to stop” she whispered to them bluntly. Despite that, she wasn't going to get involved either, at least not immediately. Instead she fell back with the pair inorder to watch for the right moment and use it to free Amara. But as that was an action she was quite sure would not be taken well by the dangerously powerful Ciella, she needed to be prepared. So while she kept speaking with the Thieves, or rather mainly Joker, she started to string Dragon Dances together from their fallback position, pumping up her power and speed higher and higher with each rapid thumping step.

”Also what in the goddess’s name was that thing you did too the blue haired maniac?” she asked while in the middle of dancing, which probably took a bit of an edge off how deadly serious she was.

wordcount: 1,025
Midna: level 5 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////// (46/50)
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.

Click went one gun, then the other, as Midna emptied the remaining ammo from both her stolen firearms in Fuse’s general direction. She was fairly sure she didn't even scratch him with her erratic fire, the guns kicking like mules in her grip and vibrating her bones with every shell expended in such a way that left them almost numb, but it did seem to give him enough pause that Jesse got her headspace together. Quickly too. Minda approved.

Fuse never got to find another heavier gun to replace his pistol, Jessy dumped one to the ground by making its resting spot intangible with some kind of even weird than normal gun, then Shadow blinked in and out to steal the other and finally , if he had any final tricks the rocket’s from Jessy’s rather freaky looking launcher put an end to those plans when it flash froze everything around him and hurt him something fierce. Midna, spying this, moved out from cover to get close enough to pin him down with her shadow hand and, maybe, free him. But before she could do either he crushed some kind of magical bone and, in a flash, vanished without a trace. Jessy later hypothesized/hoped he might, if they were lucky, have just vaporized himself but the princess would bet good gold on it being an emergency teleport of some kind (and t be fair that was Jessy's main guess too).

They probably hadn’t seen the last of him.

Still, their fight was over, which gave Midna and Jessy a few brief moments to recover and exchange words.

”Can’t help you there, I don't even know how you ‘reload’ these things” Midna commented when Jessy said she didn't know how to reload her big devastating frost blasting weapon, the princess gesturing to her stolen smgs as she spoke, now functionally useless to her due to lack of bullets, before dumping them back to the twilight realm for storage purposes, thinking she could maybe pawn them or give them back as sight of good faith to their owner if/when he was freed.

After that she met the head of the Bureau halfway and shook her hand right back with a royal handshake when her’s was taken. ”Yeah don’t worry about it, though you doooo owe me twice over for those” she replied to being thanked, the latter part cheekily said to let her know she wasn't actually serious about being Jessy indebted to her.

After that she was bombarded with a bunch of lingo which she did not get, but at least the deliver realized this a few moments into whatever it was she was on about and stopped herself from going on with her musings on the situation.

”Yeah, your going to have to run all that past me at some point” she replied, and then glanced over at the Thieves, who were presently finishing dealing with the wild blue-haired lady, who’s teen lingo she assumed she was meaning. She was a little peeved to not being in on whatever that new sounding aspect of the situation they might be privy to, despite not having spent any time with them where she could have pick it up, ”and I’ll do the same for anything more you want to know.”

It was a quick exchange all in all. They had places to go, people to beat up. Jessy said she was heading for the battle where the overlords were duking it out with the heavy hitting armored fighter, leaving Midna with the question of what she was going to do next.

”I’ll make a quick check or our loudmouthed friend’s location just in-case he’s pulling something sneaky and then...” She did not want to deal with the lightning- flinging warrior who Jessy would be helping handle anyway and didn't know where Sectonia was fighting the appearing and disappearing shadow, so that left ”I’ll chase after the thieves' target. I mean she’s got her hands full already, but she’s also got arms to spare so…” a little backup might be appreciated. Both with her and, possibly, with Ciella if her blood-lust got in the way of their recruitment drive/casualty reduction plan.

As Jessy ran off to danger, Minda moved towards Fuse’s last location on foot, dragon clawing toes spiking the carpet as she first sprinted and then, recognizing she had a moment to power up, tossing in a Dragon Dance as she traveled. An investment that slowed her now but would speed her up till the fight was done.

A quick glance around and sweep of a shadow hand around the area didn't find an invisible Fuse or any other kind of trickery, while her magical knowledge/senses did pick up the residue of some kind of teleportation spell, though that could be a result of the black and red beast man, and she also wasn't able to track either to their destination with just a mage’s glance. What she did find was the last of Fuse’s guns, the prowler, which she hadn't seen him use, awkwardly clipping under the desk it had been on.

”Can't leave that lying around now can we, someone could get hurt” or Shadow could come steal it too. Best take the initiative on that, she thought.

Midna’s shadow hand snatched up the gun like a prize grabber and then dropped the weapon in her hands from which she banished it to the twilight realm for storage. The princess was becoming quite the thieving little loot gremlin now that she knew she could sell things for money. Or was she gaining dragon-like hoarding tendencies? She still had to deal with those cursed artifacts some way or another after all. Whatever the case, she hadn’t gotten so bad that she went looking for the man’s other two guns and instead tossed in another Dragon Dance as she raced after the thieves to the battle between Amara and Ciella

If the bunny lady was hurt enough, she’d give her a healing and freeing friend-heart. If not, well, she’d lend her (bigger and beefier) energy arm to the task of wrestling with the Siren’s many inferior energy limbs. If the thieves and Fox hadn’t handled her already by the time she caught up that was.

The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 1,049 (+2)
Bowser: Level 9 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (126/90)
Bowser Jr: Level 8 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (52/80)
Kamek: Level 8 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (48/80)
Location: Bottomless Sea – the Maw - the Depths
Feat: Rika

“He’s really doing it, huh” Rika commented as Link started stirring up one heck of a ruckus to try and bait the big fish jerk into a trap “he must really care about Jr to risk himself like that huh?”

”Eeeh, we barely know that guy.” Bowser waved his hand dismissively at the idea. He wasn't even sure if the hylian and his son had ever spoken ”Putting their lives on the line for strangers is just kinda what heroes do, and while it's mostly a pain, you won't see me complaining about it this time round.”

“I see” Rika said, before asking “You worried about him?”

”I mean yeah, but he’s a tough kid. I’m sure he’ll be fine.” Bowser replied, ”We just have to be ready and on-point up here to do what we can. Like roasting this big fish if getting a platform dropped on him doesn't finish the job.”

As Link made a nuisance of himself to attract the giant fish’s attention, Jr descended into the depths along with the two machines piloted by Mirage. Or the machines with copies of mirage in them. Jr did not know what their deal was, and frankly he did not care either. What he did care about was the fact that once they started getting deeper they ended up spitting up and away from him.

”Hey, you're supposed to be protecting me, not running off like that” Jr wanted to yell at them, but the oppressive atmosphere of the depths caused him to whisper-shout it instead. Not that they would have been able to hear him anyway. Probably. That was what he was assuming anyway, that the metal hull and dense water would smother his words as much as the water would smother him if the thin glass separating him from it got busted.

As the others drifted away, not even that far really, but far enough that they were beyond Jr’s biological sight, the prince was left feeling alone in the dark abyss, staring down a narrow beam of light surrounded by blackness.


No. not alone. Mimi was there, Jr was reminded as the fay specter bopped its cottenball of a ‘head’ against the side of his own, the little interaction letting the boy release a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.

”Yeah, you're right. Just gotta keep moving.” He said after a few more breaths and then did just that, continuing to sink down into the depths, following his memory of Peach’s map towards their destination.

As they sank the prince carefully scanned the surroundings with the lamplight of the sub, doing his best to spot anything he might bump into, while also trying to avoid shining it over to where the big fish was rampaging around. He hadn't actually seen what the fish had looked like himself, but boy oh boy could he hear it making an awful ruckus even from down here, though even that was fading away as the sub continued to descend, which was good. If it was still making a nuisance up there then they were alone and safe down here.

That turned out to be a very incorrect assumption.

Jr flinched as he came across a body drifting in the water, and then shivered as he saw it had no face. That was never a good sign, he reflected. Still, it wasn't moving, so after getting over his shock the boy endeavored to keep moving rather than sit lingering on the drowned body for any longer than he had too. Staring at an example of how you might die was not a good way to maintain your sanity after all.

It wasn't clear if Jr caught sight of movement out of the corner of his eye, unconsciously picked up on the slight vibrations through the water, that he was in tune with Mimi’s animal/ghostly instincts or if part of his brain remembered that there were no dead bodies in this world of light but something made him swing the light back to the body to give it another look mere moments after swinging it away. And then scream as he found the faceless thing now swimming right at him at shark-like speed with a hand outstretched towards the sub’s front window, which Jr’s brain registered as an intent to punch said glass out.

”oh nononononononono! Go away! Go away!” Jr yelled at the thing in panic while ramming the sub into a full speed reverse, which was probably a stupid idea because he had no idea but there was a freaky fish lady swimming at him and he had no way to- No wait, he did!

”Mimi! Do the shadow claw thing!” Jr commanded his pokemon, who responded by squeaking “kyu? MiMiMiMi!” back at him in response, the Pokemon trying to explain to him that she didn't know shadow claw yet, as that was a level 42 move.

Jr, still backing up, practically screeched over her explanation in a rapid fire panic ”What? You did it before! the thing where you snuck your shadow out and-”

“Mi!” Mimi broke him off (or rather just ignored the rest of his yelling) now getting it. Well it still wasn’t the actual name of the move but it was close enough for her. She shoved her hands into her shadow, which grew longer behind her and then twisted, swinging around her like a pendulum across the inside of the sub and then, impossibly, stretched out the window, past the lamp light that had been creating it and onward towards the faceless woman. Or was it a girl? Whatever it/she was, despite not having eyes, it/she was clearly not enjoying the bright light from the lamp and had, while Jr and Mimi had been yelling at each other, actually stopped charging after them. Instead it/she was in the process of swimming up and out of where jr had left the light beaming pointing after spotting her when a shadow suddenly dimmed the light.

Whether it/she felt glee, relief or nothing at this or not was unknown, but if it/she did feel anything then that feeling would go away just as swiftly when the Mimikyu shaped shadow started trying to scratch it’s/her blank face to ribbons with her spectral tendrils.

The Koopa Troop

wordcount: 1,654 (+3)
Bowser: Level 9 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (124/90)
Bowser Jr: Level 8 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (50/80)
Kamek: Level 8 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (48/80)
Location: Bottomless Sea – the Maw - the Depths
Feat: Rika

Despite having initially insisted that he was an expert in these things Bowser rapidly lost track of the situation involving the diving suit claiming it was mirage, and his initially threatening posture became one of befuddlement, the King leaning on the hammer head and scratching his head with a finger as he tried to process this all

“There's lots of me too,” Rika offered when Blazaermate suggested that mirages might be mass produced, but that didn't really sync up with what was going on when she thought about it some more “Though, uh they all look like be but defiantly don't act like me, least not the me who is me now, which is kinda the opposites with your situation. You seem as nice as the other Mirage, just a bit confused. So. maybe not the same?”

Fortunately for both of them, and for the mockingbird, Sakura recovered from her stupor thanks to Geralt, and then moved in to help clear up the solution, showing the diving suit himself in his reflection, which his delusion did not extend to for some convenient reason. Whatever the case, the matter was resolved and the suit, now aware of its new existence, named himself Duerage.

“Well I think it's a great name, Duerage!” Rika, having been in that situation and knowing exactly how hard it was, said encouragingly to him. Bowser just shook his head, still confused but kind of instinctively recognizing that Durage had gotten a bad deal in life.

”Ouch. You know maybe Junior had the right idea sitting this one out. Speaking of which,” Bowser turned and then shouted over at the round sub ”How you doing in there son?”

”Good! I think I’ve got it.” Jr called back while giving the controls a final little test shoogle to make sure he did and then shouting ”Yeah, I've got it. We're ready to roll out! Who’s coming?”

The first, and possibly only, person to come over was Missfortune, not to hitch a ride but to give him her fan to use in-case of emergencies.

”Gee, thanks. Guess I’ll if I get crunched I’ll just hold my breath then huh. I mean I’m good at that compared to most people, I think? Koopa fizzy-ol-oggy. How is this thing powered anyway?” Jr said, giving it a once over, mostly to distract himself from the mental image his brain was helpfully creating of the nature of the situation that would lead him to need to use the fan, but not figuring anything out while doing so. Least if he was lucky it's inscrutability meant it would maybe be waterproof. It would, he thought, be very ironic to survive the death of the sub only to be electrocuted to death by Nadia’s well meaning gifted/lent item.

”So just me then huh? No one else? Fine! You’d have just slowed me down anyway” Jr asked after waiting for a few moments for anyone else, and then huffed when it looked like no one else was coming down.

“I mean I could...” Rika approached and offered but was shooed off ”No no you're fine, help Papa distract it and maybe give that thing a shot of two for me. Besides, if we do need to swim, that battery is definitely not gonna be safe to have with us.”

“It isn't?” Rika cocked her head in confusion

”Uh, yeah… seriously, don't go into the water with that on, it’ll shock you super bad.” Jr told her

“Ok I won’t.” Rika said, taking this in stride “So... Good luck? That’s what people say right?”

She got an appreciative nod.

”Go gettem son, Papa’s gonna make sure that stupid fish doesn't get anywhere near you. Speaking of that: Rika! Grab some of his stuff so we can taunt him with it!” Bowser called over from where he was in the process affixing the weird gross whatever it was that had been in the jar to the end of the shoddy fishing rod without touching it with his claws. This was not going well as his only tool for doing this was a hammer head, and, well the mess that would result of treating the thing like a nail was not something anyone wanted.

“That seems kinda mean?” Rika said, glancing over at the guy’s sad pile of things.

”He’s gonna be trying to eat me. He gets what he deserves. ” Jr asserted, before moving to close the hatch.

”Jr, one last thing! Here, Rika, give him this!” Bowser called out, before tossing Rika a black winged key he’d already taken from the fish guy’s things. He missed/she failed to catch it and it got way too close to falling in the water, but after that heart attack of a near miss, she picked it up and completed the relay by handing it to Jr with a “here”

”Huh. Thanks. Man it would have been bad to get down there and realize we needed to come back for the key wouldnt it” he joked.

“Yup” Rika said back as she headed over to the fish’s junk pile.

”Welp. Here we go for real” Jr said to anyone that might have joined him last second during the series of delays, or maybe just to Mimi who was definitely coming with him, and then battened down the hatch, made doubly sure it was secure, strapped himself into the pilot’s seat and then steered the sub to followed the two Mirage piloted robots down into the water.

As he started to set off Rika headed over to the fish man’s cruddy cubby hole, haphazardly scooped up the other jars, the doll, the cards and, failing to get much else out of all this, the whole tv which she then she lugged over to the King.

”Wow, didn't mean that too. Are you alright there? Gotta save your strength. Don’t wanna go mad from the hunger ha ha ha... urg.” Bowser tried to joke but the hunger gnawing at his belly was not really something that he could make light of. Rika shrugged in response as she set down the tv and then, on a whim, sat the porcelain doll on top to watch the water while she explained that “I thought maybe it’d make a nice splash?” right before Nadia made a far larger one by dropping a platform into the water.

”Goomba Shoes! What in the world are they doing!” Kamek cried out in alarm down below where he was with Frog, Link and the Moogle (apparently pretty useless as far as Kamek was concerned) where standing when the drop happened, and then their fishy host gave him something to really be alarmed about when he crashed out of the water in all his disgustingly horrifying glory.

The members of the troop who could see this all watched in horror as he launched himself out of the water at Nadia, but fortunately the big bad salmon fell well short of the clambering cat. Kamek was so relieved that it was only when she mocked it with the fact that she was too high up for him to catch that Kamek realized ”Oh. We aren't are we… Oh bother!” and then turned and waddled after Link who’d realized this much much sooner.

Rather than retreat all the way to the door, however, Link had stopped, and then started yelling out a plan to act as bait. ”Are you mad?! Wait you're a hero of course you are. You can stay here and risk your socks then. I am going back into the other room, thank you very much, and the rest of you should come with me if you're wise.” He said to the others, before doing exactly that. What was he going to do, after all, hope his shell gave the beast indigestion?

”Oh wow. Yup. Definitely the worst thing that could have happened happened. Ugly thing isn't he? Belch” Bowser commented on the big fish with revulsion to Rika who nodded while grimacing. The abyssal fleet had normalized her to some pretty gross stuff but this thing took the cake.

“I can try shooting him, but I’m not sure how well that’d work?” She offered. He was big, her shells small and limited in number.

”Guy’s covered in weak spots so go for it if you can hit em” Bowser replied

“Oh? Where?” She asked, not knowing the king was good at appraising things like this.

”Big googly eyes. Always weak spots on boss monsters. Remember that cyclops guy in the ocean? And the other cyclops guy downstairs? Massive eye weak spot. Good guys always go for em, so if we’re playing the good guys we should too.” Bowser said, tapping his forehead knowingly despite being wrong.

“But they had one, and this guy has like, tones?” Rika pointed out the flaw in his thinking

”Eeeeh, same difference” Bowser said, setting aside his own fishing rod based distraction for the moment and rolling his jaw in preparation for some fireballing ”Now let's line up our shots and when Link’s plan works out, we blast him good if he's still moving!” Bowser announced. He’d probably regret it in the long run, fire burned fuel keeping him running and he was running on empty right now, but if it’d keep his son safe? He’d tough through the pain, no question.

Rika wasn't worried about wasting fuel by shooting, not realising the battery wasn’t an infinite supply of power, and so instead she checked her remaining shell count before nodding and making the same kind of assessment. Better to spend shots now, even if they might need them laterer, than lose one of her friends to the slimy fish jerk.

Down below both other Koopas in the water, Jr flinched at the impacting splashes of metal and fish on water and then, after steeling himself, leaned to the front of his sub to hand signal through the window to the Mirages that he was ready to go down into the depths with them.

All they could do was hope the mayhem the others where stirring up kept them safe for long enough to get down and then back up.

wordcount: 1,036 +2 -3
Midna: level 5 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////// (44/50)
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.
Interacting with: Jesse’s @Zoey Boey

Things were going well, Midna was thinking as she reeled her chair back to throw at the mustachioed gunslinger, the crazy blue haired one having already been decked by the Thieves’ new friend's own size up chair. The shadow hand surged forwards but just before she let it fly the red and black furred one’s wave washed over her. Time for Minda slowed to a crawl and she was frozen mid toss, but from her perspective the rebels accelerated to a frightful speed she could barely track, their actions a becoming blur and their words meaningless high pitched noise for a few for a scant few rapid fire heartbeats.

Then time resumed. Midna's throw completed and the chair flew forth and missed the repositioned Fuse by a mile, while the man himself casually pulled the trigger of his rifle he’d lined up neatly with her head from his new firing spit. The only thing that saved her was that, through luck or arrogance, his shot struck her masked eye rather than the exposed one. The one fourth of combined magical might the interlopers had used to challenge the sacred realm shrugged off the mortal instrument’s attack without issue, but the rest princess had no such invulnerability to rely upon. Incredibly alarmed both by the burst of speed and far to close call she’s just had Midna reacted on instinct, bringing the Fused Shadow’s hand back and grabbing herself with it, wrapping her body in the giant glowing mass of orange power. The subsequent bullets from both Fuse and Jinx pierced but entirely failed to penetrate through the magical hand based cocoon she'd made for herself, with any ‘wounds’ in it closed up in close to an instant as power flowed into the gaps made and pushed out or vaporized the spent shots lodged within. While they did the princess levitated herself off the ground and floated backwards, trying to find safety.

Had she been content to hunker down inside the orange shell she’d made she would have been safe from the entirety of the barrage but, knowing blindness was its own danger, the princess cracked open a gap between the giant fingers to peer out of her magical barricade with her armored eye. She flinched when another shot pinged off it almost immediately, but it was the lightning arcing out that first gave her pause as an unexpected feeling of dreadful premonition struck her heart and then, when the dragonborn swept it towards her for a moment, the electrical discharge caused her shaken composure to break.

Lighting wracked at her magic and her mind, causing her to let herself go, drop to the ground and bolt for physical cover in a tactically ill advised flight. Despite trying to guard her rear with her hand still, the shocking power found her shield as it chased her, arching into it and her arm as she ran, while two of Jinx’s shots snuck through her rattled guard and nixed her side and shield arm. Then her retreat ended as Jinx’s rocket launcher started to blow the group to kingdom come, one near miss sending Minda sprawling and tumbling out of the drying up shocking power of the Dragonborn, before the princess scrambled behind a pillar like the one Ciella had been using when they came in, though this one was further into the building.

”Goddesses that was stupid” she chastised herself through clenched teeth, not knowing where the bout of dread that had broken her guard had come from and still suffering from the stress of it, as she tried to get her electrocuted arm to stop shaking while, again, bleeding from bullet wounds. She was really, really, really starting to hate guns.

Still, as she caught her breath and tried to steady herself, the princess was given time to do so by the turning back of the tide towards the favor of the invaders. Two of the resistance abandoned the battlefield entirely to fight select members of the seekers own in the sky and deeper into the facility, leaving the remaining three deeply outnumbered.

Jinx was stormed by the thieves who’d been hiding in the shadows far better than she had the skill too, while Braun and the overlords bore down on the dragonborn once more (and goddesses was she happy to leave them to it), leaving Midna and the new, still Gleeming, Jesse to deal with the the mostly mundane Fuse. Unfortunately for them, while they where both supernaturally gifted one woman army destroyers, Midna was already hurt and stressed from the previous barrage, while Fuse managed to get some close to deadly looking shots off on Jesse after faking a surrender/attempt to de-escalate.

”Moblin wretch!” she shouted at the dishonorable bastard while ducking back behind her cover as further wingman shots pinged off it. Midna, having no conception for how many shots different kinds of guns could fire before reloading, or how reloading even really worked in general, was in no position to make a guess on when Fuse would run out of ammo and be in the middle of reloading when she moved out. The idea that he’d be running around looking for yet more preloaded guns instead of doing so didn't even cross her mind. As much as her vindictive spirit demanded she repaid the asshole for trying to blow her brains out and for his trickery with gratuitous violence, caution raised by that inexperienced and compassion for the dangerously injured Jesse won out. For the moment.

She tapped her chest, pulled out a friend-heart and hurled it across the room with her shadow hand while shouting ”Jesse! Healing! Catch!” at the woman.

Then she dropped Koga's smgs (which she’d taken predominantly to disarm him but where coming in handy now) out of the twilight relam and blindly (and incredibly poorly because she was basically using them based on observation of the weapons and nothing else) emptied each of their remaining clips around the corner of her pillar in Fuse’s very general direction to try and keep his head down for long enough for Jesse to get her own head back in the game.

Whatever she did afterwards, Midna would assist however she could.

wordcount: 1,282 +3
Midna: level 5 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////// (45/50)
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon Northeast - Rocket Inc.

Despite Midna’s agitation that they keep moving, there was more teaching to be done, as Prim gave the newbies a quick explanation of spirits, after which she dealt out some she’d acquired on her own adventure that were then used for item making. Midna’s growing impatience would have had her up and bailed to go on ahead if it hadn't been for Sectonia’s new hat, which she stayed to observe due to its rather remarkable effect on the item creation process; namely giving those that wore it something they wanted/needed/could use each and every time. A big step up from the haphazard if occasionally very interesting in an out of left field kind of way results they’d gotten before. It turned what would have been a gamble into a guaranteed good use of time up gearing some of their members for the coming fight. An excellent find by Sectonia, and well worth sticking around to learn about in the twilight princess’s opinion.

While they were at it the queen bee herself, who in a twist of irony couldn't use the hat herself, took a moment to complain about royalty having to do busywork to get by. ”You get used to it pretty quick, and if it has one upside it's definitely character building. I’m a better Princess now than I was before I had to retake my kingdom as a result of having a broader perspective. But going through all that two more times after that though? With first all of time and now all of reality being torn apart to set the stage? Can’t say I’m a fan.”

She wasn't exactly a fan of Fox’s negotiating strategy either. After she’d tried to be diplomatic and savvy with her dealing with the Grimleal Fox stepped up to drive a hard and sharp ultimatum about doing it their way or not at all. Weren't foxes supposed to be cunning, she thought with disapproval, though fortunately Fox’s method either worked or Kan-Ra wasn't put off by it enough to break off from her own deal of letting them help free the resistance to end this with less blood. Or less spirits technically. With that plan still on the table, what mattered now was planning and divvying up who was going where, though that had little impact on Midna. By the end of it she was still heading to the store with Mao and, a little later than she appreciated, they were soon off over there, Midna saving her energy by riding in the Demon Lord’s shadow once again.

By the time they arrived things were already in motion, though by the lack of spirits on the ground it looked like the stalemate they found just past the front door had established itself early on and had just kept holding on till they arrived to break it. Considering the invaders had consisted basically just of Ciella it was either a testament to her survival skills and sheer power, or an indication that those holding the door were better at laying waste to their own office space than they were at taking down to a single person.

Both turned out to be the case, though the resistance’s potency for collateral damage was far less of a flaw when there were now a dozen targets rather than one. Midna had popped herself out of Mao’s shadow to greet their rabbit-eared ‘ally’ but had to dive for cover almost immediately afterwards, hurling herself behind a nearby desk while fire pinged off her shield.

She made a quick tactical analysis from behind it and decided she did not like this venue. The large front windows and liberal lighting fixtures inside left far less shadows for her to work with. As did the sparks of gunfire, which could turn a dark spot to a light one in a, well, flash. Hiding was not an option like it had been the last two battles, an observation something a black and red furred thing decided to make conclusive but proceeding to use a new kind of gun to blow the ever living crap out of, well, everything.

”Goddesses!” Midna cursed as she scampered away on all fours from her desk just before it exploded, before bringing out her shadow hand and using it in conjunction with her shield to block gunfire when the palace she’d been aiming to go to also exploded. ”Since when could gun things do that! she barked in complaint from behind her self made barrier.

Then furniture started flying courtesy of one hell of a powerful armored yeller and, while Midna scratched a filing cabinet out of the air with her shadow hand and added it to her hunkered down position to weather the rest of the storm, it only added to the psychological onslaught of the fight. This was, as Mona yelled, insanity. The brain breaking noise and air full of death would have broken lesser mortals. Fortunately, they were heroes! (and villains) and through bravery or arrogance, when the call came to charge there was no hesitation to be found among them, Minda joining the frontal assault by calling out a sized up wolfos and then grabbing its tail to ride along behind it as it rushed forwards behind Ciella’s water wall.

Not that she exactly enjoyed charging under the battle-cry of “bring them despair!” so as they crashed towards the scattering gunners she cried out ”Cleanse them of the light!” to remind the others of their goal with what was in retrospect not a particularly heroic battle cry either.

She could workshop a better one later, for now her wolfos had born her to the very front of the front lines before disappearing. As both of the Overlords focused in on the shouty man and Sectonia warped time and sent out a swarm of buggy minions Midna brought out her own insect minion, hauling out her Twilight Vibrava from her home realm and sent it slamming forwards to land in between the blue haired girl and the Mustached man. Both of them had the heaviest looking guns, and as a result both where people she really did not want getting way to new cover form which they could open fire on them again. In their Galeeming state she did not put it past them to shoot into the melee that was forming, despite e the risks that would have for their friends.

The Vibrava buzzed forth, just barley able to fit inside the building due to it's souped up size, and then stomped the ground as it landed, letting rip a bulldoze that sent a shock-wave through the floor that shuddered bones and slowed the pair’s retreat. Then the bug lived up to its name, rapidly vibrating it wings and followed up its shaking of the ground with a shaking of the air, sonically bombarding them, and anyone else ahead or to the sides of it, with a Bug Buzz.

Midna hadn’t had an opportunity to bust a groove and empower herself with a dragon dance in the rapid fire carnage, and so, unable to speed blitz her foes as she had in her other mount-less fights, she followed up her pokemon’s aoe attacks by using her shadow hand to throw a wooden chair she’d grabbed on the way in at whoever looked like they were going to recover first. Then she grabbed whatever was nearby, likely the ruins of their defensive position, tossed it at the other. If they were hurt enough, or she got back up, she’d move in to try and restrain and disarm them. If neither of those happened, she was probably in trouble and due a retaliatory hail of lead.

The Koopa Troop

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Bowser: Level 9 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (121/90)
Bowser Jr: Level 8 EXP: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (47/80)
Kamek: Level 8 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (45/80)
Location: Bottomless Sea – the Maw - the Depths
Feat: Rika

”Well, there’s your answer” Kamek said when they got a, ah, rather different kind of moogle than normal in response to Link’s call for one.

”Welcome to the Maw. It's, well it's rather terrible to be quite honest. It's taken the Blue team and turned us all into children” Kamek explained to the butt scratcher welding Moogle. Then he looked thoughtful for a moment, eyes fixed on the butt sctarcher as he did, before asking ”I don't suppose you can get us things from the outside of here? Tools, weapons, small portable allies. That kind of thing?”

”Yeah, cool, exactly what I was thinking” Bowser lied in response to Cadet’s suggestion of anchoring the fishing rod to make sure people didn't get pulled down if they got a bite. Then, when he was in the middle of trying to tip over the TV to use it as a climbing platform, Jr called out ”Oh wait, there it is!”, prompting the king to stop and look as his son ambled over to some kind of console or control panel that the cable they had been trying to follow looked like it terminated after exiting the wall again..

”Blech. Gross. It's covered in slime. ” Jr complained after he got a leg up from Rika to see what he was working with. With a disgusted look on his face he used his claws to scratch some of the disgusting ooze off of the labels on the control system to see what they were working with. Leaving the radio well alone (what was it going to do other than give away that they were climbing out of the depths to whoever was on the other end after all? Or that was his logic anyway. Trying to call for help certainly never did) the boy set to work wrenching the controls that related to the sub, using them to haul the little round submarine over the waterhole and then lowering it down into the water.

The entire process was entirely noisy, but at least it was quick and soon enough he’d dunked the sub into the water and they were ready to set sail.

”Ok, got it, you can let me do- wow” Jr began to say, and then was startled when Rika, who’s gauntlets he’d been standing on to get tall enough to even reach the console made for human sized adults, basically dropped him.

”Careful!” he complained to the ship girl.

“Sorry, but you're kinda heavy” Rika told him, shaking her now slightly sore limbs.

Them being over on the other side of the room meant that they’d missed most of what was going on with Sakura and the robot that had been Carl, but it was hard to miss what was more or less the girls profession of defeat that was the conclusion to.

Jr just kinda rolled his eyes at her horror, while Rika once again felt really bad for Sakura but, again, really had no idea what to say or do to help. She could relate to having been a burden and not wanting to kill though, but that didn't help, it mainly just made her feel bad too. Empathy, she was finding, was often a difficult thing to now have.

”Then take the time together and then help after. It's fine. It could be worse, you could be Kamek who I am literally having to carry around.” Bowser said, trying to lighten the mood at his absent mage’s expense. It was probably too late and, in the end, it likely wouldn't matter because they suddenly had other problems.

One of the suits, filled with the same goop that had been on Carl/the helper, suddenly woke up and started talking like Mirage and then getting confused and annoyed about Mirage being round the corner talking to him.

Jr had said the chair was a bad idea and here they were, being proved correct, because clearly they were related somehow. He didn't bother typing to figure out how though. He was hungry, and tired, and grossed out and just. He was done ”Nope. Nope nope nope. I am not dealing wiiiiiith this” Jrs declared as he marched his way over to the sub he’d lowered and got inside. This was going to have to be someone else’s problem. He was going to keep moving forwards, because that was his way of dealing with all of this. So rather than entangling himself in whatever the suit mess was, he instead sat himself in the pilot's seat and started fiddling with the interior of the sub to work out how it, well, worked, while Mimi sat on his shoulder and watched with 0 understanding as to what her trainer was doing but mildly amused by all the twiddly sticks and flashy lights none the less.

”Oh great its a doppl... derpl... dapl... It’s a copycat! Ok. Stand back, I have had so so so many of these before and they are always bad news,” Bowser said in response to the whole citation and then stomped over, grabbing his hammer head on the way over, and put himself in between where Mirage was and the room the suit was in ”Look, I don't know who you think you are, but we’re just kinda trying to leave. So if you want out too, you can work with us, or you can walk out that door and leave us alone. Or we can have a problem” Bowser, holding the hammerhead like a cudgel (using one of the teeth as a handle and the smacking end as the, well, smacking end), bapped the side of the round end of it into an open palm as a rather clear message of what being a problem would entail.

“So, um, can we maybe not fight the big robot suit? I’m sure they’re just confused.” Rika said to Bowser even as she edged over to stand alongside Bowser with her guns sort of half cocked and ready just in-case things got ugly. However, as she really, really, really did not want to find out how Sakura was feeling right now, she tried to de-escalate the situation by saying “Hi, um, no ones impersonating you, there's just someone who sounds very similar to you in the next room? Called Mirage. What’s your name?”
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