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[dimensionalspades]

@gillxd said: ❝ oh no! let me help you with that! ❞ (vittorio)

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. "Thanks," he said after a moment, sitting back and letting her take over the awkward bandaging of his leg. Tarhos had decided to hunt him for most of the trial, and a well-time swing had clipped his calf and nearly taken off his leg entirely if not for luck.

. His only respite this entire time were the few moments he'd spent hiding away with...

. "What's your name?" he asked after a moment, unsure of how to address her. Seemed people appeared at random intervals. It was hard to keep up with.

[whiskeysmulti]

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[hvbris]

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[imprvdente]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

Fish Monet . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍

light follows behind your heels. the daylight yields to your shining face. it is difficult to compare such radience to anything but the sun. bright and warm, people seem to gravitate toward you for your neverending optimism and the positivity you exude. but it tires you, doesn't it? the constant smiles, the ceaseless extension of yourself? does it not make you burn? do not allow yourself to fizzle out. / NUMBER: 19 / UPRIGHT: positivity, fun, warmth, success, vitality / REVERSED: inner child, feeling down, overly optimistic

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[dimensionalspades]

@gillxd said: "You already know who we're looking for, don't you?" (for Sova)

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. "Yes," he replied, owl drone jutting up from his bracer with a mechanical whirr. "She has been traveling this area, but I don't know it well. You're more familiar. It's why I've been letting you lead."

. With a flick of his wrist, the drone lifted off and flitted away, humming as it zipped across the opening and ducked into the building.

. "She appears to have made many friends," he said lightly as he looked through the drone's eyes into the room, his prosthetic taking in the scene of the woman and several armed guards. The drone backed out, unseen, and Sova returned it to his bracer before he pulled his gun from its holster. "We should deprive her of them."

[dimensionalspades]

@gillxd said: ❝ you stick out like a sore thumb here. ❞ (aziraphale)

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. "What is it about me that 'sticks out'?" That tone was just a little offended. He looked down at himself, unaware of what could possibly make him stick out- well, more than usual, at least. He knew that as rustic as this area was, his way of dressing could be considered old fashioned.

. But he still dressed well- perhaps, next to her, he was a little more... out of place, what with that quite vibrant hair and her sharp teeth. She wasn't a demon, was she?

. He did seem to attract those.

. "I think I look rather fetching, though I suppose I could change if it's a detriment...."

[imprvdente]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

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[xcalibxr]

In all honesty, if she wouldn't have spoken up, Drake wouldn't have noticed her in the first place considering her admittedly short stature--which was not a bad thing at all in the redhead's opinion--but he certainly overlooked her at first.

Oh, she was even raising her hands--ah. Well, he had come off as a bit aggressive there. Reeling it back, Drake relaxed his shoulders as blue grey eyes peered down upon the woman--fishwoman by the Smell of the Sea that was all about her--and tilted his head to the side because despite this, she looked fairly human in appearance, teeth aside.

Nerissa, she'd said--he'd have to remember it.

Blinking at Nerissa's comment, Drake's brows furrowed even though he was at a bit of a loss which showed on his face just a bit.

"A mission ... ? Well, if I was on one, it wouldn't be very safe, but I don't have a habit of taking along strangers, either."

The snap of his neck was almost audible, causing Nerissa to straighten up and throw her hands up in surrender. Despite her shock, she kept a small smile on her face. A smile was supposed to make her appear nonthreatening and so far seemed to work on humans. Then again, she was close to half his size so he couldn't be too threatened by her, even with the sharp teeth.

"Oh! Hi! Uhm Nerissa here!" she kept her hands up, staring up at the stranger she had only begun trailing. He must've had eyes on the back of his head with how quickly he noticed she was behind him. She'd been quiet...or she thought she was.

"You just looked like you were on a mission somewhere. Could be fun!"

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. His first instinct had been to want to go and intercept, to get Tarhos' attention again and allow Meg to slip away and seek aid. But how foolish that would be; he was injured and not interested in feeling the hook through his shoulder again.

. He followed after Nerissa.

. He still barely understood how these things worked. According to Yui, it wasn't like a real generator. They weren't doing real maintenance. Vittorio didn't really understand it, but he didn't want to try to at this point. Nothing in this realm made sense.

. "We can hope she is faster than him even when injured." Not that it mattered much. Tarhos rarely let up when he was hunting, and the Entity had only enhanced that. He crouched, favoring his injured leg as he began to help Nerissa. "I tire of this Entity's games," he muttered finally, fatigue pulling at his features.

They still had at least three to go. It'd been difficult with the Knight using his allies to patrol generators being worked on as well as checking in on them himself even while in chases. It was like he had a sixth sense when things were close and only the heavy footsteps and clanking of armor would alert someone. It was terrifying how some of the killers could just do that.

Her hand gripped his tightly when the scream echoed across the trial ground. She looked around before spotting the young athlete running as fast as she could through the trees. Her hand gripped her side as she pushed herself, Tarhos not far behind.

"I know where one is that was about halfway done," she released his hand quickly, realizing she hadn't released him yet. "Follow me."

Nerissa waved and ran toward a group of wooden walls. The closer they drew the louder the generator became. When she spotted it, sparks shot out and the pistons began to slow. As quickly as she could, she opened up the side panel to prevent the regression.

"This must've been the one she was working on."

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. "Vittorio." He didn't want to get back up. At this point, he wanted to lay down in a corner and take a brief nap. But he could hear the clanging of another generator coming to life, that much closer to escaping this part of their shared hell.

. He took her hand, using that to pull himself to his feet. His wound ached, his muscles complaining immediately.

. A scream rang out, and Vittorio looked around, lips a thin line. Apparently, Tarhos had decided to chase someone else in his brief respite. He shifted his weight, testing the integrity of her patching.

. "My thanks. We should work together, help Megan." Hopefully, Yoichi was still somewhere, working on a new generator.

This place was absolutely horrible with the amount of pain and suffering they were forced to endure. Trial after trial they had to scurry around in a mad attempt to repair generators while trying to outrun the creature hunting them down. This was not her first trial but it was the first time she'd come across this man.

"It's Nerissa," she replied, hands still shaking despite coming to accept this nightmare would not end any time soon. She worked quickly, wrapping the gauze around his leg while swiveling her head in all directions to search for the knight or one of his ghoulish companions.

"What about you?" She asked, grabbing a couple bandage clips to secure the bandages in place. There wasn't much left in the medkit but something was better than nothing. She shut it before standing up, offering to help him back to his feet.

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. The guard was dragged to a corner, Sova leaning a board over his boddy along with some of the loose creeping ivy to at least somewhat cover him. He followed Nerissa through the door, movements careful as he pulled his bow from its holster on his back.

. The room they entered was quiet and tall, and Sova could see some crates of weaponry stashed about, a partially open one allowing him to peek into it. Nothing special, but he had no desire to give Omega Earth anything more than what they'd already stolen.

. Looking at the lone guard at the screens, Sova's gaze traveled what he could see of the room. A layout of the building, screens to give them info, and a console that may give them control over some of the building. He nodded sharply at her, motioning for her to take the man down as he turned back around to watch their flank. It'd be useless to get hands on the control room just to be surrounded.

. He carefully climbed up a storage crate, bow at the ready as his gaze roved over two entrances, watching for any movement.

Nerissa watched him easily scale the wall and pull himself over. He was just as majestic as one of those superheroes she saw in comics and movies. Hopefully, someone would see her in the same light someday.

Pushing the thought from her mind, she focused on the task at hand. They had a job she needed to complete and a badass partner she wanted to at least mildly impress. She followed behind him quietly, using her trident as a pole vault to gracefully launch herself over the top of the wall and land with a barely audible thump.

As Sova disposed of the guard she slipped behind them, catching the door before it could close. She peeked in, seeing it was empty, and looked at him. With a nod of her head, she signaled the entryway was empty and they could go in unnoticed.

"Oddly no security camera right here but looks like there's a guard's post right there," her voice was barely above a whisper as she pointed at a large glass window down the hall. Blinds were pulled down, strips of light peeking through them while light poured into the hall from the open door.

Without another word, she silently walked down the hall and looked inside to see several monitors along the back wall. A guard was inside, staring at the monitors with a dull expression. It'd be a good place to get a better idea of the layout and where all the woman's guards were.

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. The corner of his lip pulled into a smirk. He didn't know her terribly well, but she seemed a good companion for now.

. "Back. They have numbers for now." He intended to make sure they evened the playing field quickly. He moved to climb up a wall and pulled himself over the top, dropping to the ground below.

. Their only goal was to remove this Omega Earth weapons trafficker from their world. Either by her death or throwing her through a portal. The closest one was a few hundred miles away, and Sova was not in the business of dragging her and her burgeoning cartel kicking and screaming for that distance.

. There were risks that came with their incursions; Sova and Nerissa being just some of them.

. When one of the smaller guards stepped out, tapping a packet of cigarettes, Sova took the opportunity to sneak behind him, one arm looping around his neck and dragging him back against the wall. He poked his head back out as the man slowly slumped in his grasp, checking to make sure Nerissa had followed.

"Not because you simply enjoy my company?" She chuckled slightly.

Her eyes followed the drone's upward projection, lips puckering out slightly before being followed by an "ooh" sound. Once it was out of sight she returned her attention to her companion to await his drone's feedback.

It didn't surprise her to know that the target was having a little party with her friends. She reached to her right, grabbing her trident that was propped against one of the air conditioning units on the roof of the buildings. She was eager to get started.

"I think they've outstayed their welcome. We should show them out for sure." Nerissa agreed. "Front or back approach?"