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Acid Drop had been acting strange tonight. Normally, when transformed, she had the impression that she was "normal" draped across her. She was able to pretend, to play the part of someone else, [i]anyone[/i] else than her mundane form, hiding her apathy behind the cardboard emotions she'd erected on the stage she performed on. When the script called for it, she would spin herself over, duck and weave behind and between them, her acting not without its flaws but better than most, and to the audience it would appear that even she could feel what they were feeling. 

But tonight, the stage was dark. The curtain was not raised, and the backdrops were not in place. Instead, sitting on the edge of the stage was Tsubomi, dressed in her usual clothes; no makeup, no costume, no dramatic lines to speak or speak of. The girl who called herself Acid Drop had felt this change, known it as she prepared for her part in the play, but she didn't know why. She had gotten dressed in her colorful outfit when she arrived at the theater, but now that it was time to act out the hunt she found that doing so hadn't brought with it the usual effects. 

To the outside world, Acid Drop was acting more like Tsubomi Kana than the members of the Detention Club had [i]ever[/i] seen her to be. She had no quips, no reasonably quick thoughts, no false smile, no mastery of her Devil Arm. It was as if "Acid Drop" did not exist tonight, and Tsubomi had merely dressed up to look like her. She had arrived late, later even than she usually was, and had yet to slay even a single Miseria. While that alone wasn't strange, her movement and speech were slowed, and she hadn't said... well, [i]anything[/i] since arriving, merely waving once at each of her fellow club members who were there. 

When the earthquake yet, Acid Drop stood still, as still as it allowed, before it knocked her onto her butt just as the streetlights went out. The next thing she knew, she was on Oros' feet, and shortly thereafter she was airborne. The move wasn't unlike that of a pair of ice-skaters, but she didn't realize this. To be fair to her, even in her usual transformed state she was a melee fighter, so she would have nothing she could do, but right now she wasn't even aware she had been tossed until after Oros caught her again. A few seconds passed in her arms before the rainbow-haired girl clapped thrice at the maneuver her partner had done, now finally caught up that it had happened. And just as the third occurred, a giant beam of brightness appeared in the sky and blinded the apathetic girl. Even so, she didn't close her eyes to it until two seconds of the brilliant light had passed.

With little strength in her muscles, Acid Drop slowly pried herself from her partner's grip. Still starting at the afterimage of light that had scorched itself into her eyes, she began to walk towards where the source had to be.

[color=00aeef]"Mm... We should check."[/color]