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[hider=💀][color=silver][center]20 | Female | Maverick Alternative | [s]So[/s](ME)[s]thing[/s] On Your Mind
Kiss & Make Up | Handgun | Physical | We Are But Dust and Shadow
Hellspawn | Streetside Devil 
Friends on the Other Side | Shadow | Abyssus Abyssum Invocat
[Obfuscate, Intangible] Damage X (6), Restrain (4), Blink (4), Minor Heal (2), Summon (4), Enhance (2), Powerful (0), Homing (2), Avoid (2), AoE (2), Bend (0), Construction (4)

[Gold Spawn][Summon][Restrain][Damage X][*Abyssus Abyssum Invocat: Stretch Shadow] = 560

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 1000

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: E | 44[/center][/color][/hider][/CENTER]

Ciri watched the interaction between the crying girl and the GEMINI agent carefully, tensing up and gripping her gun every time the latter made any sudden moves. It was only once the girl looked towards her — whether she actually [i]saw [/i]her hiding in the shadows or not — and headed for the door that Ciri let herself relax a little. Thank fucking god, at least the girl'd believed her. For whatever reason, the Esper that had been bothering her wasn't giving chase, either. Maybe she hoped the girl would lead GEMINI to another monster hideout so they could murder everyone [i]there[/i], too. 

Even the Simp Knight stepped away, his loud, obnoxious voice nearly shattering Ciri's eardrums despite the distance between them. Magical Dream Princess must've been deaf. 

The dragon man turned and spotted her, startled but not immediately dashing off. The girl was making her way out, slow and unsteady. She was the only thing moving, the world around her nothing but a still frame. Everything was quiet, suspended into a collective held breath. No one was making a move to attack. 

But they would. [i]GEMINI always would.[/i] This time, she'd be faster.

And so, Ciri broke the lull.

Behind the two GEMINI agents, the shadows stirred — and then, two creatures burst out of them, each twisted into the general shape of Dante as Ciri remembered him; just without his colours, details or fervor. One of them was fueled by magic as it tried to wrap its shadowy arms around The Knight of Murder to restrain her — and hold on tight, [i]tight[/i], bone-crushingly so. Meanwhile, the other was trying to get in position and launch itself at the blue-haired girl, trying to restrain her through more mundane means.

Ciri didn't know how good the Espers' defenses were, didn't know if they'd [i]actually [/i]suffer from broken bones or whatever. But they sure as hell would be [i]hindered[/i], she hoped, needing to focus on the things trying to grapple and crush them rather than the fleeing girl.

That's all she needed.

She hoped that seeing her act, [i]It,[/i] attuned to her whims as it was, would know to deal with the knight in turn. Knock him on his ass or distract him or [i]whatever[/i], just get him away so that, in the chaos, Ciri could run towards the girl (who was slow as molasses,[i] holy shit[/i]) and shout: [color=#7e4393]"Look, the old man's trying to give you a fucking chance here, stop dragging those goddamn feet and [i]run!"[/i][/color] into the girl's mind, she added: [i][color=#7e4393]"Can't avenge him if you're dead."[/color][/i]

If the girl and Ciri did manage to get close enough for it, she'd try to grab her arm and pull her along, back into the alleys, out of sight, into safety. 

[color=#7e4393]"And you!"[/color] she pointed at the dragon — who'd yet to do anything particularly dragon-like and was honestly pretty much just a cowardly lizard. Why [i]did [/i]the Maverick want him again, anyway? [color=#7e4393]"If you don't want to be cut down by those GEMINI psychos, you'd [i]better [/i]get that ass moving, [i]now[/i]."[/color]

If he still opted to run [i]away [/i]from her and not with her, then you know what? Fuck him. Everyone else around was a clear danger to him, and if he didn't have enough self-preservation to make the right choice now, he wouldn't make it far as a Maverick. Let him just run wherever then.[/color]