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Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - First Floor (Party Hall/Casino)
Her guns dropped to the floor.
The shield trap was so spontaneous; it took Trixie's bullets ricocheting back to her for her to realize that she had been ensnared in something. She pushed and heaved against the walls trapping her, banging on the insides a few times with a fist, but it wouldn't budge. Small enough to see Heather, the prankster kept her wide eyes on her as she continued to wrestle with the box. Yelping, crying out for help - but unheard by the others. Xandra had abandoned Moira and Syed in search for Trixie, and the younger watched her run right on by. "Here! Please! I'm over here!" she called, but was again unheard.
With all of her screaming and struggling, it wasn't long before her vision began to blur. Her poundings weakened, and she slowly slid to her knees, fists still clinging to the inner wall. She could almost feel herself cry, but the shock of it all was too overwhelming.
Trixie choked. She would have dramaticized it if she wasn't actually beginning to choke - but the sentiments were still there, of course. "I'm... I'm gonna die!"
Like Syed, something went off in Amy too at the absence of bullets ricocheting about, even with the music blasting in the background. She was the type to run around screaming if she ran out of ammunition and bombs altogether. A gold glow encased Moira's body following the latest punch delivered to Bart; the berserker was getting punched around like a ragdoll, soaking up hits. It wouldn't be long before fatigue kicked in, and if that suspicious woman was still around to help Bart...
Once the heal was completed, Amy ran off after Xandra towards where Trixie had chased Heather. She called out for her friend, but was also met with no answer back. The woman wasn't anywhere in sight either. Could it be that Trixie managed to chase her out of the room completely? ... Nah, even Amy knew that was a task too grand to take on in a matter of minutes.
And it was confirmed by stumbling soon upon a translucent barricade, amidst the wreckage and debris. And Trixie inside, down on her knees with her palms pressed to the inner walls. Without a second thought Amy jerked her gem, summoning a whip-like substance made entirely of light particles, and began to lash at it. With Heather holding it down however, her whip merely recoiled. The flash of light caught Trixie's attention, but she was much too drained to react otherwise.
Amy snarled and went after the tables in Trixie's line of sight. Her whip sparked with ferocity, its light almost blinding.
"You fucking bitch!"
She lashed out at the fallen table before her, snapping it completely in two. From the looks of it, Heather was buying time by taking Trixie out through suffocation, especially as she was too weak to break out on her own. If the defender was stopped now, then defeating Bart would be easier. Amy was also too weak to do any fighting on her own, but if she could find that woman and stop her - that was the only thing in mind.
Amy cracked another table in half. Hopefully the ruckus she was making drew Xandra's attention to the prankster's location, if not to helping her find the hiding defender.
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Fourth Floor (Indoor Pool)
"Oh! Oh! Oh, this is interestin'!" Mordie bounced within Dylan's arms, still holding her gun up but having no direct line of target. Lucien had taken off, enshrouded the room with smoke, and - summoned a bear!? That was a summon, was it not? She had never seen something like this before! Oh, if she could get close enough to this bear—she hadn't even thought—would she have to wink at the summoner, or the summoned to get a hold of this beauty? How would that even work?
Before she lost herself in this fantastical train of thought, Mordie instead jumped to a new one: just how far would these teammates go in fighting one another? If any of the teammates incapacitated another, whether it was her newfound bodyguards or those that opposed her, it was a score for Mordie. She grinned widely, fixating her weapon on the incoming bear.
Her attention flicked back to Dylan. She noticed a sense of hesitation once she made a move on Lisette as well. Any further breakthrough would have her immediately vulnerable - so she eased free of the artist's protection. "Dylan love, thank you for the escort! Ah believe ah'm safe back here. But maybe you should help our darling out - all those nasty brutes n' their wild bear. This doesn't seem too fair, dunnit?
"But that's okay. Ah'll help out too." She winked at the artist again with her left eye - just a generic playful wink - before turning her gun to the revealing bear, and firing bullets. The gun wasn't a powerful one, but it was enough to start the show. Luckily the creature was a bit too thick to be able to squeeze through the locker rooms should it break through Lisette's stand; Mordie was positive she had the perfect escape plan thought through.
"Let the games begin, baby!"
Stunned, Jerry merely stood off to the side with his eyes darting between Lucien, his bear, and Lisette - understanding well what on Ddaear was going on. Bro vs bro and sis. Mano y dos manos. No, no no no, this was bad. So bad.
Mordie fired off the first round in hopes of agitating the bear into attack, and Jerry moved in Lisette's direction, hands up. The oil had seeped in Mordie's general direction, providing more of a slip-n-slide cover for the trio, so safe movements were mandatory here. "S, sis? I'm - not here to fight. I just... want to help too. Okay?" Hopefully with the bear's assistance, he would be able to get passed his sis and bro and take down Mordie? He had no idea how, but it was worth a shot.
Meanwhile Tom and Cid had managed to straighten themselves up, avoiding the oil by any means. Lucien had requested for a backup and dove out of sight. They nodded to one another and stood guard between the bear and the bushes, hoping they would be able to... to... defend him from the other bro and sis!? Tears began to form in their eyes. What a battle.
