[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/693c4ddb-c4a0-4c91-afe8-579347b62006.png[/img] [color=tomato]"I just wish they hit me lower…”[/color] [color=888888]— Suki Oyama[/color][/center] Oros dropped her face into the dirt when Acid Drop arrived. Not because she had anything against her, or was feeling second hand embarrassment from her earlier actions, but because it was the only thing she could do to dull the excruciating pain. That wasn’t to say it [i]wasn’t[/i] super awkward to have someone you bullied come to save you. Was she really not aware of who smacked her? But maybe it didn’t matter. Tsubomi was all about her duties, so having everyone in fighting shape was more important than any emotional baggage that she [i]should[/i] have. Nothing had really changed. [color=tomato]"I’m a little out of breath. I think they were trying to drown me.”[/color] She pulled her face out of the sand. It had stuck all over her forehead and cheeks. [color=tomato]"If I turn back, I can’t regain my strength. But if we’re really talking, then I’m probably awake enough to- Hurk!”[/color] Suki had decided she was going to ignore Roche when she got back, but she hadn’t expected to get [i]man handled[/i] by Rei’s number two. As soon as she was on her feet, she threw the cloak back at Roche, briefly causing it to float in front of her face. [color=tomato]”We’re dark magical girls, for crying out loud!”[/color] Suki found it difficult to stand upright. She was hunched over like a hunchback or a terminally online person with horrible posture. Her tendrils flicked in the air. [color=tomato]”If we can’t inspire some terror, then we aren’t trying. I’m sure if we trap everyone we can get them to have a ‘primal reaction’ or whatever.”[/color] For the months that Tsubomi had been dormant, she had gathered a lot of emotions. If she put her mind to it, she could probably cause quite the panic if she so chose. But if she chose to bank that for later, the magical girls would have to explore other avenues for creating mass panic.