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[b][color=E3867F]Location:[/color][/b] New Orleans, Gardens
[b][color=E3867F]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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Perry felt the emotions play out, gauging their flow. Perry remained hopeful that Mary would win out in the end. So when the emotions seemed to dissipate, as if one had finally taken control, Perry looked at Mary.

But it wasn't Mary.

Pietro had managed to grab her, Aniie, and Guin, though just barely. It seemed the Phoenix had won out. Perry knew that no amount of talk was going to resolve this. Not right away. Perry stepped back a bit, her spirits in tow. Perry lowered her voice to a whisper. [color=E3867F]"Not sure how this is going to play out but I would like her to remain relatively unharmed should the worst come to me. Mary Ellen and Barry, I'm relying on you."[/color]

So Perry waited, hoping someone may get through, but prepared for the inevitable anyway.

[hider=Roll Request]Perry is going to use Combative Summoning should Phoenix try to attack them again using Mary Ellen's gravity disruption ability to cause Phoenix to get imbalanced and Barry to attempt to tase her, hoping to knock her out.[/hider]