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[color=8dc73f]"I understand sir. I assure you that if Chessie knows what's good for him, he won't do anything worth killing him over. Killing him would be bad anyway. Because it'd kill a part of me. So...hopefully it won't come to that!" Persephone nods to Srg. She turns to Sarchesker. "Come on then! Let's stop bothering these people and go help beat up whatever is causing all that trouble outside."
"...Fair enough, I-GYAH!" Sarchesker jumps when he feels something strike him. He sees nothing when he looks, but he does shoot a glare at Michael, knowing he was probably responsible. He shakes it off, slips out of the cell, and follows Persephone and Michael out of the security office.
Persephone gives Michael an apologetic smile. "I know you're worried about me, but I'll be fine. I can handle Chessie." She assures him, then runs out of the hotel in front of him, Sarchesker on her heels.
She leads him outside, and for a bit, Sarchesker follows automatically. It's a little too late by the time he realizes Persephone has traveled in the [i]opposite[/i] direction of the construct outside.
"...Persephone, what are you doing?" Sarchesker stops in his tracks. Persephone stops too, but her back is still to him. He opens his mouth again to call out to her, but in a flash, the words are knocked out of him by a sharp strike. He doesn't even know what's going on until a few seconds later, when his eyes and mind catch up.
Persephone stands on top of him, pinning him to the ground through the chest with her pencil sword.
"...You better not try that again." Persephone isn't smiling anymore, and her cheerful attitude seems to have left her. All that's left is a piercing stare and an eerily expressionless face. "You know what I'm capable of. You know to consequences for disobeying me."
"Tch...what, are you going to kill me? Your soul will suffer irreversible damage." Sarchesker hisses.
"No. I can't kill you. But...I can surely torture you." Persephone stares straight into the eyes of the spirit, unblinking. She can see him trying to hide the little bit of fear rising up, but his eyes betray him. "I've done it before, Sarchesker, to others. You know I have...you saw it all. That's why you left in the first place, isn't it?"
"..." Sarchesker doesn't answer, simply scowling at Persephone.
"...Maybe you'll stay this time. Try to 'save' other people from me...kinda like Rui did once. Of course...that didn't work out in her favor either, did it?" Persephone cocks her head to the side, a small, creepy smile playing at her lips.
"...L-look, we should get going. To, er...help the others with the flaming monster attacking the other side of the building." Sarchesker avoids giving an answer by changing the subject. Persephone laughs, and pulls her weapon away from him.
"Ahaha, you're right!" Her cheerful attitude and grin are back, as if nothing had just happened. She puts the pencil sword away, and replaces it with her multi-color pen weapon. "Can't just abandon our friends like that, can we? Onward!"
As she hurries off enthusiastically for the battle on the other side of the hotel, Sarchesker follows, but at a distance. He gazes upon her with disdain and unease...
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[color=bc8dbf]Once Ruitsume gets close enough to the construct, she lets go of Kanashiko's hand. Ruitsume tries to dodge the pillars of fire coming her way, but when she gets a little singes by a stray fireball, she starts to get pissed. Her anger-based magic activates, and she aims a powered glare at one of the constructs legs, sending a decent crack up it. She stomps on the ground once, creating a minor tremor in the ground, and a thin chasm crack leading from her to the construct. If she stomps a several more times, it could widen enough for the contsruct to get caught.
Meanwhile, Kanashiko has, shock of all shocks, started to cry. However, unlike normal tears, hers quickly gather up in her hands, and before long, she wields a large sword made completely of witch tears. She follows Ruitsume on the battlefield, using her watery sword to help her evade anymore burns.
"HEY GUYSSS! I'M BACK!" Persephone runs in, pulling back the blue switch on her multi-color pen weapon. Sarchesker takes in the scene behind her.
"There you are!" Ruitsume growls, glancing back at her friend. "About time! What the hell took you so long?! We need help!"
"I know, I know! I'm sorry!" Persephone apologizes, though she giggles at the same time. She aims her big pen weapon at the construct, and with the blue switch put on, upon pressing the trigger on the clip of the pen (the part that would normally allow it to hang off of things), she fires out a short stream of ice.[/color]

[color=ec008c]"Righty-o! One Shadow-ing, coming up!" Amber grins at Karl, then pauses. "So...uhhh, Clancy...got any shadow venom left in ya?"
"What? I thought you just replenished yours! Didn't you get back your monthly supply a couple weeks ago?" Clancy asks.
"Well yeeeah...but remember when you took me to the circus the other week?" Amber replies.
"Yeeeah...we turned it into a horror show and attacked people. It was fun! Why do you bring that up?" Clancy tilts his head.
"...I wanted to see the effects of shadow venom on an elephant." Amber tells him. "...It was totally worth it, and I believe the shadow-phant still runs rampant to this day...but sadly, I am drained until next month."
"Ohhhh! Why didn't ya say so? That's fine! I got this!" Clancy snickers. He turns to Karl with a grin. "Now, this might hurt a bit, but just count to 5 and it'll be over! Well, the injection will. The turning process won't."
Without further ado, Clancy turns into a shadow snake, slithers up the chair Karl in in, and bites his neck with long fangs. After 5 seconds, he slithers back down the chair, and transforms back into his original form.
"Ta-daaaa! How do ya feel, buddy?" Clancy inquires giddily.[/color]