[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/693c4ddb-c4a0-4c91-afe8-579347b62006.png[/img] [color=tomato]"Look! Tsubomi’s awake!”[/color] [color=888888]— Suki Oyama[/color][/center] [center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/998d09b8-34ce-4c79-ab9e-10223cb280bf.png[/img] [color=pink]”Noice try but dat ain’t workin’ again!”[/color] [color=888888]— The Magnificent Morganite[/color][/center] Tsubomi, or rather Acid Drop, would not have much difficulty finding the scarlet harlot or the pink pounder. Oros had made herself a surfboard. She propelled herself along with spinning tendrils that behaved like a thruster. Morgan was using one of her shields as a surfboard, while the other was spinning behind her like a water wheel. A very fast water wheel that didn’t appear to be attached to anything, but was still propelling the magical girl forwards. Fascinating… On land, Suki was an exceptionally fast magical girl. But her current setup couldn’t match her skates on land. She turned to face her pursuer with a sneer. Morgan was still smiling. They both swung their hands at each other. Each one managed to catch an incoming fist with their off hand. Their propulsion device lashed out next, with Oros’s tendril coiling around Morganite’s shield. It may have seemed like they were evenly matched, but Oros the Joyful was straining to hold Morgan in place, while the light magical girl looked less interested in pushing through and was instead assessing her target. Her eyes moved all over Oros before her smile vanished. [color=pink]”Oi! Ya look a a tad familiar doncha laddie?”[/color] She raised an eyebrow. [color=pink]”Have we met before?”[/color] [color=tomato]"Hell of a pickup line!”[/color] With a roll of her eyes, Morganite’s shield spun. It severed Oros’s tendril and flew into her stomach. High enough to miss her emblem but still hitting hard enough to throw her. Morgan hopped off of her shield, and it swiftly flew behind the airborne magical girl, catching her before she flew too far away. Before Oros could even start to fall, the shield surged forward, forcing her to belly flop against the water before she disappeared under the waves. Before Morganite fell into the water, her other shield replaced the one under her feet. She gazed into the depths, but all that Tsubomi could see from where she stood were some bubbles floating to the surface where Oros had gone under. Morganite kept her posture straight, her gaze downcast at her struggling foe. Light girls were a valiant and honorable bunch, but there were few people they despised more than dark magical girls. You never knew how far they were going to take things once the fighting started.