Sofia flinched as she felt something other than Chatterhead
pull her back. Nononono, she was supposed to be safe! There was an overwhelming urge to open her eyes, but just as she was about to do so Chatterhead spoke up. Don't open your eyes. Don't open your eyes. She didn't want to be here anymore. They had gotten the thing they should just leave. Something had brought them back though. Sofia tightened her hold on Chatterbox, an unusual fear gripping her. She had always been able to trust her power to keep her safe. To keep everything far away. Now, her power had failed to keep her safe twice in rapid succession. Without her power... How could she be safe? The sense of vulnerability that she was now keenly aware was something far too familiar from times she'd done her best to forget. Where was Thunderbird...
Bladedancer and Magna Carta
Like a well oiled machine Bladedancer's immediately stopped her movement and dashed in the opposite direction, forcing Mantis to choose which of them he wanted to fire at. Her arm extended and a shuriken no larger than her hand whirled forward like a striking shadow towards Mantis's face, while her other hand tossed the kitchen knife into the air where it twirled end over end. Regardless of what Mantis did in response to the Shuriken(unless he tried shooting it) Bladedancer would teleport into the air, the shuriken now spinning in place around one of her fingers. With her free hand Bladedancer retrieved a steak knife and hurled it directly at Mantis's thigh, directly at his femoral artery. The next instant she was gone back to the Kitchen knife. Mantis however had already managed to track and fire a burst of shots off. Barely a moment more than that she was outside next to the shuriken she had placed before entering the warehouse. And of course; throwing up. The chained teleporation, with the last target not even being in her field of view had done a number on her system. If you asked her how she'd done it, she'd hardly even be able to answer you. Oh and there was also the small matter of the bullet that had gone through her arm.
Magna Carta on the other hand, continued moving forward but on her next step she leaned forward and she moved forward with an un-natural speed throwing off any attempts to fire at her and skating out of the warehouse with her unknown method of propulsion. A few seconds out she turned around to make sure Bladedancer had gotten out as well. She saw Bladedancer pop into exsistence and promptly empty her stomach onto the ground. Magna Carta felt a bit queasy herself at the sight but hurried over and grabbed Bladedancer arm,
"Come on, come on, we gotta go remember?"Bladedancer yelped at the touch but stumbled to her feet, making sure all her blades were accounted, save the last one she had thrown at Mantis and began running with Magna Carta, doing her best to keep with her woozy head and bleeding arm. Not satisfied with this Magna Carta carefully swooped Bladedancerup bridal style and began dashing away with that odd movement of hers, moving with Bladedancer faster than an average person ran. Of course she didn't look up and this didn't notice Angel above her. Given she was uninterrupted, the pair would make their way back to Bladedancer's apartment.
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