Welp, who knew any of the new humans could run this fast? So far the challenger was able to evade most of her swings, although Pinky (unknowingly named so by Mr. Philosophy Pants) took pride in the fact that at the very least, she managed to graze Ace every now and then. Not enough to stop her from her running, but eh… Who cared? It wasn’t as if she wanted to fight in the first place.

[i]Ei, her hair is almost the same color as Vicky’s![/i]

Gary readied herself and was almost about to swing the pole yet again, only to have her gaze redirected to something … bouncy. Goddamn, look at them bewbs! Hers weren’t even close to that size. (Wait, what the hell was she doing having thoughts about some random girl’s boobies?) Gary stiffened and held a hand to her head. It wasn’t anything romantic, that was for sure; the pink-haired lass was pretty sure that she made that observation out of [i]something[/i]. Something what, though? Jealousy? (Nope.) Anger? (Now why would she be angry at them bewbies?) What? She felt clammy all of a sudden. Just… Why…? What? “You know, it’s just that Leon-“

Wait.

Oh my freaking hellamacaroni-

[b]Leon![/b]

“I can’t believe I forgot my own boyfriend!” Gary squeaked, turning pale as her hand flew up to cover her mouth to subdue the horrified gasp that came from within. W-well. Play it cool, Gargar. It’s not as if Leon’s gonna know that he flew out your mind for a few seconds- OMG WHO WAS SHE KIDDING she forgot all about her pretty little Leon- Auuuuuugh! 

Leon!
(No, not the guy with the feet-ers, duh. Her Leon wouldn’t be caught dead with those things dangling from anywhere on his body.) …. On second thought…. Gary whipped around to search for the guy with the feet-ers. He [i]did[/i] look familiar, so what if he was…!? I mean, they had the same hair color, body build-

“Aw hell no, that’s not Leon. At least, not [b]my[/b] Leon,” She muttered as Ace flew past her, yanked the net up and set her captive friends free. Welp. Looks like the cats were truly out of their bags now.

Forgetting that a certain philosopher might want to donk her on the head as revenge, Gary stayed in her position, still fueled by an adrenaline rush that didn’t come from anything that was happening around her. Instead, as her friends ran around getting semi-beheaded/almost drowning/tandem attacked, she was frozen in her spot, wondering how she was able to forget someone so important. Well, she was kinda busy, so that was a reason but… “Ayyyy, never mind! I’m too busy to think about this!” She shrieked and hopped up. She swerved around to look at Ace, an admiring expression on her face that was most obviously directed at her opponent’s speediness (and not other parts of her body specifically the chest area, the past was past!). “We still gonna fight?” Gary chirped and was about to add something more to her statement if not for the whoosh of steel through the air, and then the shrieking noise of metal embedding in stone. It came from her blind side, so she turned around only to see Sacchin- SACCHIN!- facing off with some killer hybrid human with two knives (well one was a butcher knife). God, these people were crazy! 

She was about to rush to Sacchin’s aid, but ??? was more than capable to handle the situation. Instead, she redirected her efforts to Luke, who was now cornered. “See ya later!” Gary waved at Ace before slipping past the other girl, effectively swinging her pole around to intimidate the humans from closing in on her and Luke. “Oi, you ever heard of personal space? No? Then clear off, people! Hey Luke, piggyback ride, okay!?” She swung her staff again for good measure, then tugged at the tall male’s sleeve to get his attention.