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[my_pleasure]

[ in one particular hall of the Dressing Room, a trail of destruction leads out from the South Wing into a neutral area, all the way into a small library. Wallpaper is ripped, statues are knocked over, vases are smashed, paintings are destroyed-- anything the perpetrator could get his hands on seems to have been destroyed

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[musicalgeneral]

[Disapproving "tut"] Such violence.

[my_pleasure]

[ forces a half- grin ] Lovely, isn't it?

[musicalgeneral]

For the crude and easily sated, perhaps.

[my_pleasure]

Such harsh words...

[musicalgeneral]

The truth is painful, Noah.

Be glad you didn't harm anyone during your rampage.

[my_pleasure]

[ he stumbles to his feet, his hands hanging at his side. His neck and fingers are bloody. ]

Really? There's still time...to change that.

[musicalgeneral]

Doubtful, given your apparent condition.

[my_pleasure]

[ he summons up a Tease into his palm; he wobbles a bit, but maintains his balance. Focusing seems difficult for him. ]

...you wanna bet?

[musicalgeneral]

[She notices this.]

If there was some chance of me loosing, perhaps. [Her voice has taken on a melodic quality, not quite singing but distinctly musical. He may feel the wobbling getting worse.]

[my_pleasure]

[ He doesn't respond; the Tease forms into a blade-like dark matter weapon, and feeling that weakness enhance, it's now or never. Summoning a reserve of energy, he launches at her with a gutteral growl, although his attack is not nearly as aimed as usual. ]

[musicalgeneral]

[She side-steps, speaking softly as a coffin rises up from the floor.] On... Abata... Ura... Masarakato... On gataru!

[my_pleasure]

[ the sight doesn't deter him; he turns somewhat suddenly, lunging for her again ]

fires, not aims. orz

[musicalgeneral]

[Oh it's not determent. It's firepower.]

[Cross steps from the coffin, looking simultaneously lifeless and animated. He draws judgement and fires as Maria dodges again.]

Feel free to get a little godmoddy? I don't want to go too quick for you or anything.

[my_pleasure]

[ if he was more coherent, he might stop to question what General Cross is doing looking like that. But his eyes are glazed and he's taken on a sadistic grin. As he seems to gain more energy, the dark energy aura seems to grow stronger.

He dodges, but barely, the shot clipping his cheek as he pushes forwards to try again to get a hit in on her. ]

Okay :D I'm off to bed after this post, though~

[musicalgeneral]

[With the way she dresses you'd think she'd be a lot less agile. As it is, though, avoiding him is easy- especially when he's as haphazard as he is now. She raises her voice to a shrill scream, seeing if she can't further disorient or impair him.]

[my_pleasure]

[ he stops, pressing a hand to one ear, but if anything, it irritates that radiating power, which it should become apparent he has little control over. ]