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[b]“You heart eating, snail climbing, toffee grinding wreEEENCH!”[/b] The voice roared through the echoes of the cave at a screeching pitch filled with rage and hate. Eyes quickly darting towards the unsettled observer, Jasper suddenly felt a pang of panic and fear. Like a rabid monkey of sorts, the "creature" scrambled off of one of the cloaked figures from where she was initially perched, like he was nothing more than a lowly object for her to rest atop on. Prying one leg free, the pink-haired banshee shoved her entirety on the said foot as she finally hit ground level, the other unsurprisingly mangled within the folds of the cloaks fabric. Almost frozen into place, much like a steadfast statue, Jasper could only stare dumbstruck, as a little girl barreled towards her like a horned bull ramming for a red flag. 

As soon as hand and might went into contact with her flimsy, exposed figure, the albino was sent toppling over a good couple of measures to the side. But for some unaccounted miracle, she managed to skid to a balanced stop on two legs only to be shoved a secondary time into an awaiting bed of rocks thrice more.

[b]“AuuuughhhhhhHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAuueeeaGH!!! Go away, you living wreck of jelly and sour pus! I hate you I hate you I hate you! I hope you and Philosophy Pants stick together forever and die A HORRID GUMMY DEATH YEAH YOU HEARD ME I HOPE YOU TURN INTO A PIECE OF GUM AND THAT SOME WEIRD DRAGON GOBBLES YOU UP I SURE AS HECKSLING WON’T SHED A TEAR!!!”[/b]

[b]"Is that your boyfriend or something? I think Pinky is the jealous type Jasper..."[/b], Ace commented off to the side as Gary continued on in her unstoppable, outspoken anger.

[b]“WIPE THAT OFF SACCHIN’S FACE! I don’t care if you use your skin! Or yourCONGEALED BLOOD in the shape of a towel! I DON’T CARE BECAUSE I HATE YOU! NOBODY TOUCHES MY SACCHIN, YOU GOT THAT!? YEAH YOU SURE WILL ONCE I’M DONE WITH YOU!I’m goNNA STICK MY POLE THROUGH YOUR HEAD AND-”[/b] The petite female's yammering was cut off by a familiar voice. Flicking her terrified, yet entertained attention towards the arriving guides, a sigh of relief escaped her and all worries seemed to flood out in an invisible bubble headed skywards.

[b]“Oi cotton candy head, get off,”[/b] and he bent down, supportive hands wrapping around her bruised arms and shoulders in order to get her back up to a mobile position. A slight insecurity crept into her when he worriedly scanned over her figure in search for any major injuries. She still had both hands planted on his arms for much needed support. The childish offender and her current rescuer exchanged a brief recognition before the "bouncy-haired one" skipped back to her group in a satisfied manner, tending her "beloved" with a kleenex of sorts.

[b]"You're all here," Serenade let out a relieved sigh. She glanced at the humans and noticed that they were all worse for wear, but they were alive and that was what mattered the most. "Why didn't you return to the meeting place--"[/b]

[b]"Long time no see, Serenade. Songbird, you're looking just as grouchy and...who are you again?"[/b]

Now she was beyond confused. Their guides knew the attackers and the attackers knew the guides. Exhaustion and physical protests of anguish rejected questions that were trying to flood into her head with a force that was willing Jasper to collapse into a long, deep sleep.

[b]"I'm glad you're all here and I'm sorry we couldn't have come earlier. Those people are bad news, I didn't know they'd be here...it's been so long since any of them made an appearance. Really, I apologize. Let's go--"[/b]

And that's when it a started. A soft, haunting hum at first, but it grew stronger by the millisecond. Its affects were not needed upon Jasper, for she dare not move, nor breath. She was utterly and completely unmoving, a palm still clutched to Song's sleeve. Hazy flashbacks of one's life displayed across her wide open pupils, the entire story tying itself together with every flitting scene made known to the humans. Then suddenly it ended. full control of her senses were returned as she felt them come surging back in an exhilarating flush of awakening shock.

Eyeballs the only thing she dared move, by the looks of the others, they had all witnessed the exact same thing as the next. 

[b]"We need to leave, now."[/b] Serenade announced in a hushed panic.

Jasper couldn't agree more.

[b]"Two down, eight more to go."[/b] And his laughter filled the room. It would only be on person in the group to still expel a chuckle after all that had taken place this day and that person is Haruken.

[b]"That was kind of trippy. So... What's next?"[/b] Ace followed, her voice brim full of innocence and eager. 

Unclasping her grasp from the white-haired guide, she wobbled for the exit. The only thing her mind was willing to hash out to her, was a comforting image of a white, germ free bed.