Jester's Pressure Bois

Character list: Arcaix, Colony, Poppy, Vortex, Blob, Bites, Vubby, Grizzily

[jester-pressure]

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Urbanshadian > Merch Seller

"Don't ask where the plushie came from, just grab it"

The merch seller! he can create merch of anyone!

SO BUY FROM HIM!

D.A.Y.B.R.E.A.K.

"For the betterement of humanity! And urbanshade's benefit. . ."

We have the bois! Squadron of super humans ready at Urbanshade's command

All currently in the surface HQ however. . .

We have the MILF- Captain "Poppy"

We have the Tank "Vortex"

We have the Scout "Blob"

We have the Sniper "Grizzily"

We have the Spy "Bites"

And we cannot forget, The Recruit Vubby

[jester-pressure]

> ´´Looking at some of my documents. I can assure you, I am here because I earned it.´´ > ´´...And because I love shotguns...´´

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[cordelia-bites]

She follows the direction her tentacle is flung in, yelling back at the commander as she does.

"Tell that to your coward of a Merc!"

Hearing him approach, she follows suit, striding towards him calmly.

"Finally decided to man up and get some blood on ya?"

She slams her gauntlets together, transferring a hefty charge to them, causing them to begin to spark and crackle with reddish black electricity.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby squints at the insult direct at him, rolling his eyes, placing his hand onto his pocket and pulling out that box, grabbing another Cigarette and placing it against his mouth, a lighter emerging from his chin and lighting it up. The other cigarette, now unlit and done for, is picked by Vubby out of his mouth, which he crushes in his hand and lets pour onto the floor. > ´´...Neither of us have blood, Miss.´´ He stops moving, now standing there with both of his hands inside his pocket, staring at the blind wrath in front of him

[cordelia-bites]

"Fine, some 'void mass', fuckin poindexter."

Wrath stops at arms length from him, staring him down despite her lack of eyes.

"I can smell that cig, kiddo. You don't even have lungs. "

Her hand darts up impossibly fast, the clawed end of her gauntlet slicing off the lit end of the cigarette, letting it fall to the floor.

"Aintcha too young for those anyways? "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Miss.´´ He grabs the ruined cigarette from his mouth, placing it against metal rod, the energy sparking a new flame onto it as he simply places it back onto his mouth, grabbing onto the rod with his other hand. > ´´...I'm 29.´´ He pulls the rod out from her chest and using it to smack her in the face, like he was using a baseball back. The energy stored in the rod causing a flicker in the light and a boom on energy against her face.

[cordelia-bites]

"Sure kid, whatever ya say-"

She reels back a bit, not expecting the sudden blow.

"Now THAT had some bite, I like that. Now let's see if you can keep up."

She steadies herself, brushes off her shoulders, and launches herself towards vubby, her gauntlets emenating a familiar type of energy.

"See, you and Cor ain't that fun to fight, but if I just copy little green over there-"

She reels her fist back, attempting a haymaker on vubby's torso.

"I CAN HIT YA PRETTY HARD!"

[jester-pressure]

The hit slams against Vubby's torso, pushing him back as he stumbles back a bit. Poppy's energy can't be used exactly like that, doesn't hurt that much, but Wrath's strength was enough for a really good punch. You know what was hit harder tho? The entire powergrid of the facility. The entire place goes silent, the only noise being heard being Vubby grunting at the punch he took. But the silence is broken by beeps, coming right to Cordelia's core. > ´´...And there goes my day-off on the weekend.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"..... Shit"

Wrath starts anxiously shaking her hands, looking around in a panic, tapping her feet and eating any small metal she hears the sound waves bounce off of.

"ShitshitSHITSHITSHITSHIT"

As she devours the little scraps, the beeping gets faster and faster, and the other people in the training room can see the gauntlets dissipate as she starts to claw at herself, tossing the mass frantically away, and where it regrows, little patches of gold can be seen.

[jester-pressure]

The lights flicker back for a moment, but not enough to get back onto the grid. The Knight looks up at the lights, squinting at them and giving an audible sigh, looking down to see the Gold being tossed around. His rises his eyebrow, that might pay for damages. The beep of the PDG around the Core keeps getting faster and faster, the sound of a charging railgun coming from where the Core is located.

[cordelia-bites]

Eventually, the woman yanks her head off with a newly sprouted hand. In the grasp of said hand, the head vanishes like it was never there.

The rest of the body gurgles a bit, shrinking down a few inches in size, finally settling on the size of someone around vubby's height.

"Now-"

The hand dives into the top of the torso, yanking out a new head, much more human looking, with orange, short hair.

"What the hell is happening. "

[jester-pressure]

The beeping still present, its speed seemly have stopped increasing but still doing it at a quick pace, the floor covered in the golden scraps. Vubby looks up to see his opponent replaced with this thing, Lung and Vortex looking up at the light, While Poppy and The Knight stare dead set onto the newcomer. The lights flicker once again, this time the light lasting for longer then the last flicker, but still not enough to kick start the facility.

[cordelia-bites]

"..... Is it gonna shoot? And follow up can I have something to eat I'm fucking STARVING. "

[jester-pressure]

The lights flicker once again, this time remaining turned on, The two sat near the wall cheer to the lights, as the Director gives a relieved sigh, the beeping stopping together with the sigh. The Captain grunts, walking over to the Manifestation of Gluttony, placing her hand on their should and staring at them. > ´´Do ya mind bringin' the Pink Hair out? We need to talk about not letting certain things happen anymore.´´ Vubby looks up at the light, then back at them, shrugging and letting out a breath of smoke to the air.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[cordelia-bites]

She follows the direction her tentacle is flung in, yelling back at the commander as she does.

"Tell that to your coward of a Merc!"

Hearing him approach, she follows suit, striding towards him calmly.

"Finally decided to man up and get some blood on ya?"

She slams her gauntlets together, transferring a hefty charge to them, causing them to begin to spark and crackle with reddish black electricity.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby squints at the insult direct at him, rolling his eyes, placing his hand onto his pocket and pulling out that box, grabbing another Cigarette and placing it against his mouth, a lighter emerging from his chin and lighting it up. The other cigarette, now unlit and done for, is picked by Vubby out of his mouth, which he crushes in his hand and lets pour onto the floor. > ´´...Neither of us have blood, Miss.´´ He stops moving, now standing there with both of his hands inside his pocket, staring at the blind wrath in front of him

[cordelia-bites]

"Fine, some 'void mass', fuckin poindexter."

Wrath stops at arms length from him, staring him down despite her lack of eyes.

"I can smell that cig, kiddo. You don't even have lungs. "

Her hand darts up impossibly fast, the clawed end of her gauntlet slicing off the lit end of the cigarette, letting it fall to the floor.

"Aintcha too young for those anyways? "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Miss.´´ He grabs the ruined cigarette from his mouth, placing it against metal rod, the energy sparking a new flame onto it as he simply places it back onto his mouth, grabbing onto the rod with his other hand. > ´´...I'm 29.´´ He pulls the rod out from her chest and using it to smack her in the face, like he was using a baseball back. The energy stored in the rod causing a flicker in the light and a boom on energy against her face.

[cordelia-bites]

"Sure kid, whatever ya say-"

She reels back a bit, not expecting the sudden blow.

"Now THAT had some bite, I like that. Now let's see if you can keep up."

She steadies herself, brushes off her shoulders, and launches herself towards vubby, her gauntlets emenating a familiar type of energy.

"See, you and Cor ain't that fun to fight, but if I just copy little green over there-"

She reels her fist back, attempting a haymaker on vubby's torso.

"I CAN HIT YA PRETTY HARD!"

[jester-pressure]

The hit slams against Vubby's torso, pushing him back as he stumbles back a bit. Poppy's energy can't be used exactly like that, doesn't hurt that much, but Wrath's strength was enough for a really good punch. You know what was hit harder tho? The entire powergrid of the facility. The entire place goes silent, the only noise being heard being Vubby grunting at the punch he took. But the silence is broken by beeps, coming right to Cordelia's core. > ´´...And there goes my day-off on the weekend.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"..... Shit"

Wrath starts anxiously shaking her hands, looking around in a panic, tapping her feet and eating any small metal she hears the sound waves bounce off of.

"ShitshitSHITSHITSHITSHIT"

As she devours the little scraps, the beeping gets faster and faster, and the other people in the training room can see the gauntlets dissipate as she starts to claw at herself, tossing the mass frantically away, and where it regrows, little patches of gold can be seen.

[jester-pressure]

The lights flicker back for a moment, but not enough to get back onto the grid. The Knight looks up at the lights, squinting at them and giving an audible sigh, looking down to see the Gold being tossed around. His rises his eyebrow, that might pay for damages. The beep of the PDG around the Core keeps getting faster and faster, the sound of a charging railgun coming from where the Core is located.

[cordelia-bites]

Eventually, the woman yanks her head off with a newly sprouted hand. In the grasp of said hand, the head vanishes like it was never there.

The rest of the body gurgles a bit, shrinking down a few inches in size, finally settling on the size of someone around vubby's height.

"Now-"

The hand dives into the top of the torso, yanking out a new head, much more human looking, with orange, short hair.

"What the hell is happening. "

[jester-pressure]

The beeping still present, its speed seemly have stopped increasing but still doing it at a quick pace, the floor covered in the golden scraps. Vubby looks up to see his opponent replaced with this thing, Lung and Vortex looking up at the light, While Poppy and The Knight stare dead set onto the newcomer. The lights flicker once again, this time the light lasting for longer then the last flicker, but still not enough to kick start the facility.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[cordelia-bites]

She follows the direction her tentacle is flung in, yelling back at the commander as she does.

"Tell that to your coward of a Merc!"

Hearing him approach, she follows suit, striding towards him calmly.

"Finally decided to man up and get some blood on ya?"

She slams her gauntlets together, transferring a hefty charge to them, causing them to begin to spark and crackle with reddish black electricity.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby squints at the insult direct at him, rolling his eyes, placing his hand onto his pocket and pulling out that box, grabbing another Cigarette and placing it against his mouth, a lighter emerging from his chin and lighting it up. The other cigarette, now unlit and done for, is picked by Vubby out of his mouth, which he crushes in his hand and lets pour onto the floor. > ´´...Neither of us have blood, Miss.´´ He stops moving, now standing there with both of his hands inside his pocket, staring at the blind wrath in front of him

[cordelia-bites]

"Fine, some 'void mass', fuckin poindexter."

Wrath stops at arms length from him, staring him down despite her lack of eyes.

"I can smell that cig, kiddo. You don't even have lungs. "

Her hand darts up impossibly fast, the clawed end of her gauntlet slicing off the lit end of the cigarette, letting it fall to the floor.

"Aintcha too young for those anyways? "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Miss.´´ He grabs the ruined cigarette from his mouth, placing it against metal rod, the energy sparking a new flame onto it as he simply places it back onto his mouth, grabbing onto the rod with his other hand. > ´´...I'm 29.´´ He pulls the rod out from her chest and using it to smack her in the face, like he was using a baseball back. The energy stored in the rod causing a flicker in the light and a boom on energy against her face.

[cordelia-bites]

"Sure kid, whatever ya say-"

She reels back a bit, not expecting the sudden blow.

"Now THAT had some bite, I like that. Now let's see if you can keep up."

She steadies herself, brushes off her shoulders, and launches herself towards vubby, her gauntlets emenating a familiar type of energy.

"See, you and Cor ain't that fun to fight, but if I just copy little green over there-"

She reels her fist back, attempting a haymaker on vubby's torso.

"I CAN HIT YA PRETTY HARD!"

[jester-pressure]

The hit slams against Vubby's torso, pushing him back as he stumbles back a bit. Poppy's energy can't be used exactly like that, doesn't hurt that much, but Wrath's strength was enough for a really good punch. You know what was hit harder tho? The entire powergrid of the facility. The entire place goes silent, the only noise being heard being Vubby grunting at the punch he took. But the silence is broken by beeps, coming right to Cordelia's core. > ´´...And there goes my day-off on the weekend.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"..... Shit"

Wrath starts anxiously shaking her hands, looking around in a panic, tapping her feet and eating any small metal she hears the sound waves bounce off of.

"ShitshitSHITSHITSHITSHIT"

As she devours the little scraps, the beeping gets faster and faster, and the other people in the training room can see the gauntlets dissipate as she starts to claw at herself, tossing the mass frantically away, and where it regrows, little patches of gold can be seen.

[jester-pressure]

The lights flicker back for a moment, but not enough to get back onto the grid. The Knight looks up at the lights, squinting at them and giving an audible sigh, looking down to see the Gold being tossed around. His rises his eyebrow, that might pay for damages. The beep of the PDG around the Core keeps getting faster and faster, the sound of a charging railgun coming from where the Core is located.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[cordelia-bites]

She follows the direction her tentacle is flung in, yelling back at the commander as she does.

"Tell that to your coward of a Merc!"

Hearing him approach, she follows suit, striding towards him calmly.

"Finally decided to man up and get some blood on ya?"

She slams her gauntlets together, transferring a hefty charge to them, causing them to begin to spark and crackle with reddish black electricity.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby squints at the insult direct at him, rolling his eyes, placing his hand onto his pocket and pulling out that box, grabbing another Cigarette and placing it against his mouth, a lighter emerging from his chin and lighting it up. The other cigarette, now unlit and done for, is picked by Vubby out of his mouth, which he crushes in his hand and lets pour onto the floor. > ´´...Neither of us have blood, Miss.´´ He stops moving, now standing there with both of his hands inside his pocket, staring at the blind wrath in front of him

[cordelia-bites]

"Fine, some 'void mass', fuckin poindexter."

Wrath stops at arms length from him, staring him down despite her lack of eyes.

"I can smell that cig, kiddo. You don't even have lungs. "

Her hand darts up impossibly fast, the clawed end of her gauntlet slicing off the lit end of the cigarette, letting it fall to the floor.

"Aintcha too young for those anyways? "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Miss.´´ He grabs the ruined cigarette from his mouth, placing it against metal rod, the energy sparking a new flame onto it as he simply places it back onto his mouth, grabbing onto the rod with his other hand. > ´´...I'm 29.´´ He pulls the rod out from her chest and using it to smack her in the face, like he was using a baseball back. The energy stored in the rod causing a flicker in the light and a boom on energy against her face.

[cordelia-bites]

"Sure kid, whatever ya say-"

She reels back a bit, not expecting the sudden blow.

"Now THAT had some bite, I like that. Now let's see if you can keep up."

She steadies herself, brushes off her shoulders, and launches herself towards vubby, her gauntlets emenating a familiar type of energy.

"See, you and Cor ain't that fun to fight, but if I just copy little green over there-"

She reels her fist back, attempting a haymaker on vubby's torso.

"I CAN HIT YA PRETTY HARD!"

[jester-pressure]

The hit slams against Vubby's torso, pushing him back as he stumbles back a bit. Poppy's energy can't be used exactly like that, doesn't hurt that much, but Wrath's strength was enough for a really good punch. You know what was hit harder tho? The entire powergrid of the facility. The entire place goes silent, the only noise being heard being Vubby grunting at the punch he took. But the silence is broken by beeps, coming right to Cordelia's core. > ´´...And there goes my day-off on the weekend.´´

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[cordelia-bites]

She follows the direction her tentacle is flung in, yelling back at the commander as she does.

"Tell that to your coward of a Merc!"

Hearing him approach, she follows suit, striding towards him calmly.

"Finally decided to man up and get some blood on ya?"

She slams her gauntlets together, transferring a hefty charge to them, causing them to begin to spark and crackle with reddish black electricity.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby squints at the insult direct at him, rolling his eyes, placing his hand onto his pocket and pulling out that box, grabbing another Cigarette and placing it against his mouth, a lighter emerging from his chin and lighting it up. The other cigarette, now unlit and done for, is picked by Vubby out of his mouth, which he crushes in his hand and lets pour onto the floor. > ´´...Neither of us have blood, Miss.´´ He stops moving, now standing there with both of his hands inside his pocket, staring at the blind wrath in front of him

[cordelia-bites]

"Fine, some 'void mass', fuckin poindexter."

Wrath stops at arms length from him, staring him down despite her lack of eyes.

"I can smell that cig, kiddo. You don't even have lungs. "

Her hand darts up impossibly fast, the clawed end of her gauntlet slicing off the lit end of the cigarette, letting it fall to the floor.

"Aintcha too young for those anyways? "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Miss.´´ He grabs the ruined cigarette from his mouth, placing it against metal rod, the energy sparking a new flame onto it as he simply places it back onto his mouth, grabbing onto the rod with his other hand. > ´´...I'm 29.´´ He pulls the rod out from her chest and using it to smack her in the face, like he was using a baseball back. The energy stored in the rod causing a flicker in the light and a boom on energy against her face.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[cordelia-bites]

She follows the direction her tentacle is flung in, yelling back at the commander as she does.

"Tell that to your coward of a Merc!"

Hearing him approach, she follows suit, striding towards him calmly.

"Finally decided to man up and get some blood on ya?"

She slams her gauntlets together, transferring a hefty charge to them, causing them to begin to spark and crackle with reddish black electricity.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby squints at the insult direct at him, rolling his eyes, placing his hand onto his pocket and pulling out that box, grabbing another Cigarette and placing it against his mouth, a lighter emerging from his chin and lighting it up. The other cigarette, now unlit and done for, is picked by Vubby out of his mouth, which he crushes in his hand and lets pour onto the floor. > ´´...Neither of us have blood, Miss.´´ He stops moving, now standing there with both of his hands inside his pocket, staring at the blind wrath in front of him

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[cordelia-bites]

With the incoming of energy and her already building of energy, the two different directions of incoming energy bounce off each other, letting out a notably sized pulse of energy, the lights above her flickering, but not popping.

"Eoughhhhh... That.. That felt weird! That was smart kid, nice. Still waiting on you to actually grow a pair and hit me though!"

She starts walking around the room, flicking incredibly thin tentacles of void mass at anything she hears, just tapping them enough to check if it's solid or void mass.

[jester-pressure]

As she walks around the room, she hits the wall and floors, its quite an expansive room, but she hits a different surface, or more like, she was hit. Her tentacle was grabbed before it could hit it, the sensation of skin, rough and sharp, grabbing her tentacle, and yanking her close. > ´´Yer fight is over ther', ya pint-sized mut.´´ Poppy throws the tentacle towards the center of the arena, giving Wrath the direction she is supposed to be going. Vubby, meanwhile, gets up with his pair of reacquired legs, looking over at Wrath wandering. He takes a moment to wonder, staring at the metal rod now lodged into her. He is not sure on what he could do, but he is willing to test his luck. He stays put for a second, shaking his head side to side, and starting to walk towards her.

His guns don't work, he is out of ideas. So he might as well try to get that metal rod to go deeper.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Well HURRY UP. Youre killing me from BOREDOM. "

She starts tapping the wall, listening for things the sound bounces off of, trying to pinpoint Vubby's location.

[jester-pressure]

He lets go of the ceiling, now falling towards her and landing the Metal Rod right onto her chest, the energy already present in the spear being charged back into her body, as Vubby throws a tentacle back and pulls himself to somewhere else, grabbing his legs and bringing them along with him, putting them back on himself like a pair of pants.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[cordelia-bites]

Before she slams into the wall, she hops into the air, lessening the blow to the wall.... A bit.

Hearing the sound echo through the room, she tosses a piece of scrap metal at it, before going back to building up energy

"Cmon kid HIT ME"

[jester-pressure]

He starts to climb through the ceiling with his apendages, flinging them and pulling himself forward bit by bit. He prepares himself for a strike, turning the sharp end of the metal pole to face down as he rises it up with both hands. His voice, now coming from the void mass he threw on the ground earlier. > ´´...Give me a second, I am thinking on how to hit you without legs.´´

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[cordelia-bites]

From his front eye, his sight goes, or more aptly, all he can see is black, and the shining of white, sharp teeth, as she feels a sudden SLAM into his torso, sending him back, her fist crackling with red electricity.

"Are you REALLY dumb enough to fall for a blind woman's bait? "

Following up her punch, she dashes straight at him again, seemingly aiming to ram straight into his body, rather than a specific part.

[jester-pressure]

The punch causes him to be torn in half, his upper part flying upwards with his legs staying on the ground. He looks down, a bit disorientated from the sudden attack, he launches a tentacle to the ceiling, grabbing onto it and leaving himself hanging. While his legs, well, the legs are now getting charged at by misses "Difficulty tweak". He observes his leg getting carried away, taking a moment to recollect and think of something. He doesn't have many options nor ideas on how to take her down. His eyes widen, as he realizes something, he lifts up his hand and sure enough, the metal pole he was holding is now electrically charged with her energy. He has an idea, dropping a decent amount of mass to the ground to sound like he fell onto it.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[cordelia-bites]

From the back now, Vubby can see a clone that formed from some mass that she lost upon crashing into the wall, which is now sprinting in his direction, flailing it's arms wildly.

"Nah, I'm patient. "

[jester-pressure]

From his back emergers the barrel of a Familiar Pistol, The Astro Model 900, an semi-automatic pistol aimed directly at the clone's torso. The pistol proceeds to unload onto the clone, as the Specialist keeps his gaze upon the Manifestation. > ´´...Cmon, We both don't have all day.´´

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

After adjusting the gauntlets, she goes back to standing still calmly, seemingly just listening and waiting.

"Well? "

Vubby hears a faint bubbling behind him, drawing closer and closer.

[jester-pressure]

He squints his eyes, one of his eyes melting onto his face and reforming in the back of his head. His grip on his metal lance grows stronger, as her raises an eyebrow.

> ``...You first. Miss.``

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

As he presses up against the door, a viscous, black fluid starts to leak from the seams and little cracks in the door, and when it catches the light, he can see a familiar shade of pink shining back at him.

[jester-pressure]

His pupils drift towards the Mass, as he steps away and takes a moment to examine the blob, His pupils sharpening a duplicating in his eyes, his eyes widening.

He squeaks quietly to himself, taking a look to the left and right and letting one of his arms go limp.

He throws his arm, which expands like a tentacle to the other side of the room, before staring at the pink blob, squinting his eyes.

[cordelia-bites]

The mass of black liquid, now a large puddle on the ground, slides up the wall, before opening the door through the console.

As the hydraulics in the door hiss and open slowly, he sees maybe the one face he wants to see the least out of, most likely anyone alive?

"Sssssup."

[jester-pressure]

The sound of rummage is heard on the other side of the room, as the arm seems to start growing for a bit, before getting slingshotted back into its original size.

And there he is, the voidmass staring at a fellow, as he gives an smile in response, squinting his multiple eyes.

> ``...I wished you didn't assault my door like that. I don't like having people in my room to fix things. Its annoying.``

His soft and raspy voice speaks out, a lighter voice.

He opens his jaw, it expanding further and further, as gurgling noises rumble from his throat, and from it comes a Bulk Flashlight, which positions itself on his mouth.

> ``...You're not welcome. If I didn'g make it clear.``

A click sounds from the things mouth, as the flashlight lets out its strong beam of light directly onto her face.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia's face starts to bubble and hiss, evaporating from the bright light.

"H-HEY OW YOU- HEY CUT THAT SHIT OUT-"

Cordelia flicks an appendage at the light, smacking it's aim away from her face, but still in his mouth.

"I'm supposed to help you with some sparring, and id really appreciate if you didn't MELT ME. "

[jester-pressure]

His face goes along with the flashlight's aim, he quickly flicks his head back, slightly over shooting as the light of the flashlight starts flickering, and when he finally readjust the aim, the flashlight is turned off.

His eyes widdens, as he looks down at the flashlight in his mouth, did he forget to replace the batteries...

He squints his eyes, his mouth noticeably turning into a frown, Shit. The flashlight retreats back into his throat, as he closes his mouth and backs up, staring at her with a noticeable frown.

He raises his brows, his face scrumcled, still squinting his eyes with that frown on his face.

> ``...What?``

Both of his arms go limp, as he simply keeps a stare at her, head lightly tilted alongside the risen eyebrow.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia points to the badge sewn onto her usual set of body armor.

"I'm in daybreak now, or something like that. It's unbearably lonely down there, and tormenting Expendables is only so entertaining. Oh and it means I get to harass Frizt and Poppy! "

Cordelia leans over, wrapping a tentacle arm around the mercenary's shoulder, and starts to drag him out of his dimly lit room.

"Now come ON they're gonna dock my sweets if you don't get your goopy ass into the training room! "

[jester-pressure]

His brows furrow further as his eyes widen, his frown becoming more visible as he sees the same badge on his uniform on her clothes, he slouches backwards, slapping away the tentacle approaching him, his eyes staring at the tentacle, widening, following it back to her.

> ``...How did you even get allowed to join Urbanshade, you compromised a past mission.``

He turns, his pupils looking over his shoulder to her, sharpened and lightly shaky, as he slouches forward once again as he walks to a part of his room out of sight.

> ``...And you can't drag me into training like I am a child, I need to get my stuff. Weirdo.``

[cordelia-bites]

"Operation compromised or not, it's a pretty sweet offer to have someone who can hop through dimensions on your team, no? "

Watching him walk off into his room, Cordelia starts impatiently bouncing her leg and popping her knuckles

"Oh and don't worry, I'll take it easy on you for our first day buddy"

She giggles, obviously finding her very slight elevation in superiority over him just the tiniest bit funny.

[jester-pressure]

He groans, his firm stare becoming a simple squint, as he turns to look towards his room, going deeper. He list various weapon names as he picks them from the pile, his room being a complete mess. He seems to remember the name of each gun, funnily enough, listing even their model numbers. But he then stops, looking around side to side before saying to himself. > ´´Where is my Model 900.´´ He starts looking around the piles of stuff in his room, digging onto them and searching for the Semi-Automatic Pistol he hunts for, diving his head onto the piles like a weasel, moving around his room erratically.

[cordelia-bites]

Staring at the little mass of void, Cordelia continues to get more and more impatient with him, rapping her knuckles on his doorframe

"A gun. Really? You can control every milligram of your matter, and you're relying on a gun. A physical, unshapeable, rigid, gun. "

"Are you fucking with me? Like I know there's a gap of skill but, are you actually this inconfident with your abilities man? "

[jester-pressure]

He pulls his head from a pile, the Astro Model 900 in his mouth, he groans deeply, rolling his eyes and looking back at Cordelia, staring at her with squinted eyes, as he pulls the gun down his throath.

> ``...I would rather shoot bullets than parts of myself, I am not exactly infinite, you know.``

He gets up from the pile, turning and marching towards the doorway, a silver glint in his hand. His sloched pose makes him shorter then her, but if he would to stand up, he actually be the same size as her.

> ``...And void mass can't do this.``

He raises his hand, revealing a Standarn Urbanshade Flashlight, which he shines on her face, giving a smirk.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia reaches over to the light, her hand hissing and bubbling where the light lands, before she reaches the end of the flashlight, jabbing a thin, sharp line of void mass into the middle, cracking the bulb.

"Just... Eat the bullets? Not sure about you but, my aim with my mass is a LOT better than with a gun. "

Cordelia starts walking off, gesturing for Vubby to follow her.

"Now come on kid, I know you're more creative than what I saw back in the depths."

[jester-pressure]

He throws the Flashlight back into his room, now following her with a wavvy frown on his face, his pupils pretty separated from one another.

He keeps a firm stare at her, even with the multiple pupils, it's hard to tell where he is looking, still not very fond of her, he lets out a sigh. His words bottled in his face.

> ``...Don't act too confident, its been multiple months since we last met. Probably even an year.``

He turns back, wandering down the hall alongside her as they enter the training room, a pretty spacious room.

[cordelia-bites]

"I'll be as confident as I want unless you knock me down. "

"Oh and, we're practicing close quarters combat today, so I hope you wont crutch too much on your gun, because that'll be a bit too boring for me to stick around for. "

Cordelia stretches her back as they enter the room, despite there being nothing to "stretch", she still let's out a sigh of relief.

"Now, all I was told to do was spar with you, so don't expect me to go easy, but I won't be going all out just yet. "

[jester-pressure]

> ``...Gotcha.``

He replies with a tired voice, rolling his eyes and then looking towards the center area near the wall.

There is nobody but the Director himself, a 3 meter tall man with a bulky build, a brown-skinned man with a dark suit with emerald details, the director badge displayed proudly in his chest, a white scar going across his entire face, cutting through his left eye, which lacks a pupil.

And then, there is an almost 2 meter tall woman, with black skin and dozens upon dozen of eyes plaguing her face, her hair long and dark, with a simular build as the Director, wearing a dark green coat uniform who cuts off at her waist.

She glances over, her mouth hidden between the amalgamation of eyes plaguing her face, staring directly at Cordelia.

> ``Reight on time.``

Her Scottish accent is pretty noticeable, her voice heavy and hostile, low in volume.

> ``Weapon Specialist and Recruit. Welcome.``

The Director speaks, his voice absurdly deep, calm, and collected.

> ``You two are the feirst to arrive, which is surprising, especially from ya two. Get in Line.``

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia, finding it hard to stay quiet, waves excitedly back at the familiar face, who she's shockingly not harassed quite yet!

As told, Cordelia follows Vubby into line, standing just behind him, observing the room she finds herself in, examining the various cut out circles and blocks of metal in the walls, roof, and floor, assumedly meant to pop up for different training scenarios.

"Sooooooo~ is the whole gang coming? Or are some of them.... Occupied." Cordelia giggles at the last part, obviously hinting to a certain duo on the team.

[jester-pressure]

> ``If they are, I will personally drag them out here.``

She squints at Cordelia, before looking towards the doors to the room, which wanders in both the Tank and The Scout. They are both talking about something, the Tank severely taller then the Flame.

They seem to talk about hobbies, which the talk is cut short as they both notice the Thing. They both stare at her like they seen a ghost, the Flame's jaw dropping and his eyes widdening.

> ``WHAT?!``

> ``Oh you have got to be kidding me.``

He closes his one main eye and face palms, slowly sliding it down his face.

> ``Get in Line, we've got a new member in our Squadron, and the training session.``

> ``Yes. Captain. We can see that, what is she doing here?``

> ``I will elaborate at a later time, now in line.``

> ``Girl! I know you got a thing with her but you really had to drag her out from her pit of hell, where she belongs, to here?!``

She grunts, her eyes twitching one after the other, as her mouth finally reveals itself with a large frown.

> ``Don't worry, we have taken precautions to make sure she doesn't step out of line. I've even made an appointment with her to sort things out.``

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia waves at them as they enter.

"Hi vortex! Hi blue guy!!! "

She turns to face them as they file into line.

"Hey, searchlights, have you gotten any stronger? Or are you still delegated to support while you're all wailing on someone? "

Cordelia snickers at her own jab on the Tank, seemingly already moved on from what happened during The War.

"Oh and where are the others? Please don't tell me they're ACTUALLY doing that. "

[jester-pressure]

Both enter the line, Vortex right behind her with Lung goes right behind. The Tank rises his brow, looking side to side before answering the question. > ´´Well, I don't know exactly. Maybe I have, may I haven't. That's for you to find you.´´ > ´´The other two usually take longer to show up to training. Mostly because both of them are SLEEPY HEADS who don't wake up half of the time!´´ Poppy grunts, looking over at the entrance door, then rolling her eyes and looking at the line, squinting her eyes. > ´´I will already present our recruit to save time. Meet Mrs Primrose, a former-EXP that after proving her skills down at the blacksite, managed to prove her worth to enter Your Squadron.´´ > ´´She is not completely free however, so if anything unusual is to be seen, report it to me. And it will be done´´ > ´´Now Captain, would you please?´´ > ´´Alright, I will organize that laiter. Oy, lets get started, first up is Vubby and The Excuse for a Barbie. Move up to the center of the room, and get yourselves ready.´´ Vubby hums, nodding his head and moving out of line into the position he was commanded to.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia follows suit, walking out before turning to face Vubby, flashing him a grim before looking back over to Poppy

"Hey Eyes, is this just gonna be some basic sparring or...? "

Cordelia sprouts another pair of arms, twiddling her thumbs as she stares at her new commander expectantly.

[jester-pressure]

Poppy chuckles, looking over to the Specialist and giving a smile, clasping both of her hands together. > ´´Kiddo, give her the program.´´ He glances over at the Captain, before looking back at Cordelia. His face goes neutral, as his pupils go melt together, but its still noticeable the elevated amount of pupils. > ´´First on the ground, First to serve. Give me ya best, I want to see fireworks today.´´ He spits to the side a pin, rolling his eyes and opening his mouth, letting out the smoke from the smoke grenade leave his mouth, which consumes and hides him in a cloud of smoke.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia's smile drops, now notably annoyed.

"Of all the things, concealment? Cmon man you have to know better... "

Cordelia retracts her arms, using the mass to sprout multiple thin, whip like tentacles, lashing blindly in the cloud of smoke, trying to wrap onto anything she feels contact with.

[jester-pressure]

She wraps around something with her tentacles, something that does feel like void mass, with a gooey interior, but relatively solid inside the mass. And they grab onto another similar part, two thuds from the cloud can be heard, as his voice comes from the cloud. > ´´...Nice grab. ´´

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia focuses her tentacles wild lashing to where the other ones wrapped on, forming small spikes on the tentacles that hit their mark, trying to keep them on him.

"Thanks! Just wish you were a bit more creative with your approach.. "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...You haven't even seen half of it.´´ She manages to grab two more parts, all the parts swaying side to side, but keep Holden by the tentacles. > ´´...What is with you and tentacles?´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Oh it's simple! Low mass usage, easy to control, and most importantly, distracting! "

Cordelia starts walking around, keeping her distance from the smoke cloud.

"And I thought about something... I can't see you that well, thats a given, and obviously, you can see me better from how the light reflects. Buuuutttt, you can't see details!"

Cordelia sprouts little orbs that pop out of her body, pooling into puddles of void mass when they hit the ground. From the puddles, crude clones of Cordelia form, beginning to walk around, just like she is.

[jester-pressure]

The smoke cloud starts to face, and with a click, multiple pins fly from the smoke, as four massive flashing lights fly from the smoke cloud. It appears Cordelia WASN'T holding Vubby, as the smoke dissapears, it reveals four plant-like void mass structures, which were holding flashbangs at the very top. Vubby however? He is nowhere to be seen, but his voice comes from the plant-things, with a neutral voice. > ´´...Smart move, using cloning to decrease my accuracy. But why would I use guns against you?´´ > ´´..I know last time we met I wasn't exactly the smartest, but I am not that stupid, specially now.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia, in response to the bright lights inhibiting her ability to see, she yanks out her eyes, reabsorbing the mass and starting to grow new ones quickly.

"Now THAT was good. But you're gonna actually have to hit me this time man, cant win from just making it harder for me to fight! "

Cordelia recalls the mass from her clones, some of it lost due to their low density and the bright light causing decomposition.

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Making it harder for you to fight, makes it easier for me to end the fight.´´ > ´´...And some things can serve as distractions too.´´

Where the smoke cloud used to lie, there is a big crack present on the ground, a cracking noise also being able to be heard, but its location unclear due to how low in volume it is. > ´´...Ending fights by exhaustion is also a valid plan. But I rather not do that, I have better things to do.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Her eyes fully back now, she tries to follow the sound, unable to land on a specific area.

"Well of course it makes it easier to end the fight, but only if you strike while I can't strike back man. "

Cordelia forms a sword and shield, her face shaping itself and hardening into a knightly helmet.

"Now, Vubby, lets see what youve got. "

[jester-pressure]

With a major sting and a gush of air, something goes through her back, not managing to get deep into her, pointed right at her core. The object lodged into her is cylindrical, a square shape at the end of the object. And right behind her, emerging from a newly formed crack in the ground, Vubby, his hand merged with a rifle, said rifle's barrel being the thing lodged into her. > ´´...Solothurn S-18/100. 20 milimeter cartridge. Weighing 54 kilograms.´´ He rises his head, giving a tiny smile. > ´´...Switzerland's most prized possession, The Antitank rifle. Aimed right at your core.´´ He squints his eyes. > ´´...If I were to shoot, nothing would remain of it. Checkmate, Primrose. I am surprised you didn't even look around.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia slowly raises her arms, almost as if surrendering.

"Now, while I will commend your creativity, youre still thinking like youre fighting someone who's normal. Which I, am very much not. "

Even though he cant see it, Cordelia grins, locking eyes with her Commander. Vubby hears a mettalic clang, looking to it's source, he sees Cordelia dropped her core, which she then kicks into a small puddle of void mass as the rest of her body liquifies, reforming at a slight distance from him.

"Youre definitely better than when we last fought, Vubby! Ill stop playing around, if you so desire. Or, you can shoot me right now. "

Vubby watches as she reabsorbs her mass, her core glowing, an easy shot.

[jester-pressure]

The Commander squints at the stare, at this point she would usually simply end the fight and continue to the next, considering if a shot was rung out, the fight would be over. But she simply rolls her eyes, letting the fight continue. The Director raises one his eyebrow, looking over at the Commander then back, raising both of his eyebrows and nodding to the Specialist. > ´´...If I know you correctly, if I shoot, something would happen. Something that would damage me. So...´´ The Rifle retracts back into his mass, as he turns himself to the rising puddle, putting his hands onto the pockets of his uniform, pulling out a box of white color, which he opens and takes a cigarette out. The Commander visibly furrows her brows at the action, uncrossing her arms, where did he even get that box? > ´´...Sure. Let it be Round 2.´´ He places the cigarette on his mouth, a lighter emerging from his mouth and lighting it.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia giggles at his remark, before a puzzled expression crosses her face.

"Vubby, why were you so confident where my core was? I mean you know I could have it somewhere else, right? Or I could've just swallowed some lights to look like the core... "

Quickly, she collects herself.

"Never mind, we can talk specifics later. Now, it's obvious you've been practicing! But I can't let you have the spotlight all to yourself, now can I? "

In her palm, Cordelia forms a glob of reddish black colored void mass, tossing it on the ground in front of her.

The blob doesn't quite grow, but it changes. What seems like a maw opens, impossibly sharp teeth being revealed.

"Hey, poppy, you don't mind if I pass the baton, right? Right. "

Cordelia's body shrinks, collapsing into a puddle, just enough mass being left to form a rigid shell around her core, the rest flowing to the little red and black blob, allowing it to grow.

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Ah yes. I forgot about that. Good point, very good point.´´ He lets a breath out, smoke rising from his throat, looking at the smoke before slowly lowering his head back to look at her. His eyes squint at her throwing out the little blob, tilting his head a bit to watch. The Commander's pupil sharpens as she watches Cordelia create the seed, she furrows her eyebrows, letting out a groan. > ´´Are ya really gonna to do that?! Ya Sapphic Idiot, this is supposed to be an duel scenario.´´ She looks over at the Director, her eyes squinting at him. He rolls his eyes with a calm smile, rising up his hand to the two fighting. > ´´Yes. I understand your concern, Captain. I Also rather this room stay intact.´´ > ´´And we also have the others who also need their round of training. So Miss Primrose, would you mind?´´ The two who were sat with their backs against the wall, talking to eachother, look over to the Director, then back at the duel, Vortex's eye noticeably widening at Vubby smoking a Rod of Nicotine while Lung stares with squinted eyes at the blob in the field. > ´´...I wouldn't mind a Second round. I am sure they wouldn't either. And technically I didn't win, I don't think neither of us knew the core was at.´´

[cordelia-bites]

An unpleasant yet calming, grating yet smooth voice comes from the maw of the ball of void as it grows, slowly becoming more and more human in shape.

"Sorry Greenie, but she can't hear ya! Or she's just not listening. Either way... "

The blob finishes growing, forming into a tall woman with the same military outfit Cordelia usually sports, but with long, silky, black-red hair that reaches her waist.

"I wanna stretch my legs if I'm here. "

[jester-pressure]

The Specialist rises his brow, looking at the person up and down with widened eyes, letting a breath of smoke once again rise from his throat. The Director gives a sigh, as The Captain facepalms. > ´´...Who?´´ He asks, tilting his head.

[cordelia-bites]

The figure looks over to the source of noise, and Vubby immediately notices her lack of eyes.

"I'll tell you if you best me, kay kid? "

[jester-pressure]

Noticing her lack of eyes, his mouth melts into his face, as he steps to the side, letting a little orb of mass in the ground, said orb being where his voice now comes from. > ´´...Understood.´´ He takes a moment to further examine her, observing for where her ears are and what exactly is he staring at. From his hand, emerges a automatic machine gun. If he is to use something, he will make it loud.

[cordelia-bites]

Suddenly, she pulls out a small knife from one of her front pouches, throwing it into the blob.

"Hush, I need to focus. "

As vubby takes his aim, he can see that she's standing perfectly still, too still even.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby hesitates in his shot, keeping aim at her but leaving his finger off the trigger.

He takes a gander, a rock coming from inside his other hand, throwing it to the other side of the room.

A certain Parasite would be the one collecting info, if this wasn't a duel, guess he will ever to try it out on his own.

[cordelia-bites]

Carefully, the woman leans down, and picks the rock up calmly.

"Hey kid, that was pretty dumb. "

Suddenly, she whips around, grinning madly before hucking the rock as hard as she can right at Vubby.

"CATCH."

[jester-pressure]

The rock hits Vubby right in the face, but as expected, it sank back into his face, which he proceeds to spit the rock back at her at the same speed.

> ``...Learned nothing with Mrs. Primrose, yes?``

He pulls the trigger on the rifle, sending a volley of constant bullet fire towards her.

[cordelia-bites]

In the time before the bullets reach her, she leans down into a position to begin a sprint, and as the bullets connect, she kicks off from the ground, and with each bullet that makes contact, she gains just a little bit more speed.

"LETS SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH!"

Suddenly the woman reels back her fist, the void mass hardening, and as it crackles with some kind of electricity, she aims her fist to deck Vubby in the jaw.

[jester-pressure]

He notices the interesting increase in speed with each bullet, taking that note.

His eyes widened as her fist came towards his head, so he took the logical approach and melted his head onto its socket, stepping to the side to get out of the way of Miss Freight Train.

[cordelia-bites]

Missing her mark, she keeps going, turning around before she crashes into the training room wall.

"YEAAAAHHHHH GOOD SHIT KID!"

She starts hopping up and down, each time she hits the ground vubby can see and hear a bit of red lightning crackling around her for a moment.

[jester-pressure]

Poppy seems to recoil a bit once she hits the wall, with the other two turning to look at the broken wall. The Director's eye twitches, as he lets out a more forced smile.

> ``Mind the property damage. Otherwise, this will have to be cut short.``

He says with a bit more tension in his voice, squinting his eyes at the Manifestation of Wrath.

Vubby reforms his head, turning to look at her. Retrieving his gun into his mass and squinting his eyes, taking another breath in, and breath out, letting more smoke fly up.

He takes a step back, forming that bulk flashlight in his hands and simply rolling it over to her aiming to the side to avoid getting in her way. Trying to use the electricity to recharge it.

> ``...Guess I will have to think of something else.``

And from his hand, now emerges a metal pole, he doesn't know exactly what he is gonna do, but this should do something.

[cordelia-bites]

Hearing something roll towards her, she instinctively stomps on it, before kicking it aside.

"Fuck outta here. "

Slowly, she stops bouncing in place, leaning down to tap the ground hard enough to make a few metallic clangs.

"That should do! "

She stands up, jamming a hand into her torso, and from it, she digs out a pair of gauntlets, rigid and taloned at the end, which she slides her hands into.

[jester-pressure]

He places his other onto the metal pole he is holding, aiming it forward like and lance and waiting. Taking a step back.

> ``...Never seen someone use Gauntlets before. Creative.``

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

As he presses up against the door, a viscous, black fluid starts to leak from the seams and little cracks in the door, and when it catches the light, he can see a familiar shade of pink shining back at him.

[jester-pressure]

His pupils drift towards the Mass, as he steps away and takes a moment to examine the blob, His pupils sharpening a duplicating in his eyes, his eyes widening.

He squeaks quietly to himself, taking a look to the left and right and letting one of his arms go limp.

He throws his arm, which expands like a tentacle to the other side of the room, before staring at the pink blob, squinting his eyes.

[cordelia-bites]

The mass of black liquid, now a large puddle on the ground, slides up the wall, before opening the door through the console.

As the hydraulics in the door hiss and open slowly, he sees maybe the one face he wants to see the least out of, most likely anyone alive?

"Sssssup."

[jester-pressure]

The sound of rummage is heard on the other side of the room, as the arm seems to start growing for a bit, before getting slingshotted back into its original size.

And there he is, the voidmass staring at a fellow, as he gives an smile in response, squinting his multiple eyes.

> ``...I wished you didn't assault my door like that. I don't like having people in my room to fix things. Its annoying.``

His soft and raspy voice speaks out, a lighter voice.

He opens his jaw, it expanding further and further, as gurgling noises rumble from his throat, and from it comes a Bulk Flashlight, which positions itself on his mouth.

> ``...You're not welcome. If I didn'g make it clear.``

A click sounds from the things mouth, as the flashlight lets out its strong beam of light directly onto her face.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia's face starts to bubble and hiss, evaporating from the bright light.

"H-HEY OW YOU- HEY CUT THAT SHIT OUT-"

Cordelia flicks an appendage at the light, smacking it's aim away from her face, but still in his mouth.

"I'm supposed to help you with some sparring, and id really appreciate if you didn't MELT ME. "

[jester-pressure]

His face goes along with the flashlight's aim, he quickly flicks his head back, slightly over shooting as the light of the flashlight starts flickering, and when he finally readjust the aim, the flashlight is turned off.

His eyes widdens, as he looks down at the flashlight in his mouth, did he forget to replace the batteries...

He squints his eyes, his mouth noticeably turning into a frown, Shit. The flashlight retreats back into his throat, as he closes his mouth and backs up, staring at her with a noticeable frown.

He raises his brows, his face scrumcled, still squinting his eyes with that frown on his face.

> ``...What?``

Both of his arms go limp, as he simply keeps a stare at her, head lightly tilted alongside the risen eyebrow.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia points to the badge sewn onto her usual set of body armor.

"I'm in daybreak now, or something like that. It's unbearably lonely down there, and tormenting Expendables is only so entertaining. Oh and it means I get to harass Frizt and Poppy! "

Cordelia leans over, wrapping a tentacle arm around the mercenary's shoulder, and starts to drag him out of his dimly lit room.

"Now come ON they're gonna dock my sweets if you don't get your goopy ass into the training room! "

[jester-pressure]

His brows furrow further as his eyes widen, his frown becoming more visible as he sees the same badge on his uniform on her clothes, he slouches backwards, slapping away the tentacle approaching him, his eyes staring at the tentacle, widening, following it back to her.

> ``...How did you even get allowed to join Urbanshade, you compromised a past mission.``

He turns, his pupils looking over his shoulder to her, sharpened and lightly shaky, as he slouches forward once again as he walks to a part of his room out of sight.

> ``...And you can't drag me into training like I am a child, I need to get my stuff. Weirdo.``

[cordelia-bites]

"Operation compromised or not, it's a pretty sweet offer to have someone who can hop through dimensions on your team, no? "

Watching him walk off into his room, Cordelia starts impatiently bouncing her leg and popping her knuckles

"Oh and don't worry, I'll take it easy on you for our first day buddy"

She giggles, obviously finding her very slight elevation in superiority over him just the tiniest bit funny.

[jester-pressure]

He groans, his firm stare becoming a simple squint, as he turns to look towards his room, going deeper. He list various weapon names as he picks them from the pile, his room being a complete mess. He seems to remember the name of each gun, funnily enough, listing even their model numbers. But he then stops, looking around side to side before saying to himself. > ´´Where is my Model 900.´´ He starts looking around the piles of stuff in his room, digging onto them and searching for the Semi-Automatic Pistol he hunts for, diving his head onto the piles like a weasel, moving around his room erratically.

[cordelia-bites]

Staring at the little mass of void, Cordelia continues to get more and more impatient with him, rapping her knuckles on his doorframe

"A gun. Really? You can control every milligram of your matter, and you're relying on a gun. A physical, unshapeable, rigid, gun. "

"Are you fucking with me? Like I know there's a gap of skill but, are you actually this inconfident with your abilities man? "

[jester-pressure]

He pulls his head from a pile, the Astro Model 900 in his mouth, he groans deeply, rolling his eyes and looking back at Cordelia, staring at her with squinted eyes, as he pulls the gun down his throath.

> ``...I would rather shoot bullets than parts of myself, I am not exactly infinite, you know.``

He gets up from the pile, turning and marching towards the doorway, a silver glint in his hand. His sloched pose makes him shorter then her, but if he would to stand up, he actually be the same size as her.

> ``...And void mass can't do this.``

He raises his hand, revealing a Standarn Urbanshade Flashlight, which he shines on her face, giving a smirk.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia reaches over to the light, her hand hissing and bubbling where the light lands, before she reaches the end of the flashlight, jabbing a thin, sharp line of void mass into the middle, cracking the bulb.

"Just... Eat the bullets? Not sure about you but, my aim with my mass is a LOT better than with a gun. "

Cordelia starts walking off, gesturing for Vubby to follow her.

"Now come on kid, I know you're more creative than what I saw back in the depths."

[jester-pressure]

He throws the Flashlight back into his room, now following her with a wavvy frown on his face, his pupils pretty separated from one another.

He keeps a firm stare at her, even with the multiple pupils, it's hard to tell where he is looking, still not very fond of her, he lets out a sigh. His words bottled in his face.

> ``...Don't act too confident, its been multiple months since we last met. Probably even an year.``

He turns back, wandering down the hall alongside her as they enter the training room, a pretty spacious room.

[cordelia-bites]

"I'll be as confident as I want unless you knock me down. "

"Oh and, we're practicing close quarters combat today, so I hope you wont crutch too much on your gun, because that'll be a bit too boring for me to stick around for. "

Cordelia stretches her back as they enter the room, despite there being nothing to "stretch", she still let's out a sigh of relief.

"Now, all I was told to do was spar with you, so don't expect me to go easy, but I won't be going all out just yet. "

[jester-pressure]

> ``...Gotcha.``

He replies with a tired voice, rolling his eyes and then looking towards the center area near the wall.

There is nobody but the Director himself, a 3 meter tall man with a bulky build, a brown-skinned man with a dark suit with emerald details, the director badge displayed proudly in his chest, a white scar going across his entire face, cutting through his left eye, which lacks a pupil.

And then, there is an almost 2 meter tall woman, with black skin and dozens upon dozen of eyes plaguing her face, her hair long and dark, with a simular build as the Director, wearing a dark green coat uniform who cuts off at her waist.

She glances over, her mouth hidden between the amalgamation of eyes plaguing her face, staring directly at Cordelia.

> ``Reight on time.``

Her Scottish accent is pretty noticeable, her voice heavy and hostile, low in volume.

> ``Weapon Specialist and Recruit. Welcome.``

The Director speaks, his voice absurdly deep, calm, and collected.

> ``You two are the feirst to arrive, which is surprising, especially from ya two. Get in Line.``

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia, finding it hard to stay quiet, waves excitedly back at the familiar face, who she's shockingly not harassed quite yet!

As told, Cordelia follows Vubby into line, standing just behind him, observing the room she finds herself in, examining the various cut out circles and blocks of metal in the walls, roof, and floor, assumedly meant to pop up for different training scenarios.

"Sooooooo~ is the whole gang coming? Or are some of them.... Occupied." Cordelia giggles at the last part, obviously hinting to a certain duo on the team.

[jester-pressure]

> ``If they are, I will personally drag them out here.``

She squints at Cordelia, before looking towards the doors to the room, which wanders in both the Tank and The Scout. They are both talking about something, the Tank severely taller then the Flame.

They seem to talk about hobbies, which the talk is cut short as they both notice the Thing. They both stare at her like they seen a ghost, the Flame's jaw dropping and his eyes widdening.

> ``WHAT?!``

> ``Oh you have got to be kidding me.``

He closes his one main eye and face palms, slowly sliding it down his face.

> ``Get in Line, we've got a new member in our Squadron, and the training session.``

> ``Yes. Captain. We can see that, what is she doing here?``

> ``I will elaborate at a later time, now in line.``

> ``Girl! I know you got a thing with her but you really had to drag her out from her pit of hell, where she belongs, to here?!``

She grunts, her eyes twitching one after the other, as her mouth finally reveals itself with a large frown.

> ``Don't worry, we have taken precautions to make sure she doesn't step out of line. I've even made an appointment with her to sort things out.``

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia waves at them as they enter.

"Hi vortex! Hi blue guy!!! "

She turns to face them as they file into line.

"Hey, searchlights, have you gotten any stronger? Or are you still delegated to support while you're all wailing on someone? "

Cordelia snickers at her own jab on the Tank, seemingly already moved on from what happened during The War.

"Oh and where are the others? Please don't tell me they're ACTUALLY doing that. "

[jester-pressure]

Both enter the line, Vortex right behind her with Lung goes right behind. The Tank rises his brow, looking side to side before answering the question. > ´´Well, I don't know exactly. Maybe I have, may I haven't. That's for you to find you.´´ > ´´The other two usually take longer to show up to training. Mostly because both of them are SLEEPY HEADS who don't wake up half of the time!´´ Poppy grunts, looking over at the entrance door, then rolling her eyes and looking at the line, squinting her eyes. > ´´I will already present our recruit to save time. Meet Mrs Primrose, a former-EXP that after proving her skills down at the blacksite, managed to prove her worth to enter Your Squadron.´´ > ´´She is not completely free however, so if anything unusual is to be seen, report it to me. And it will be done´´ > ´´Now Captain, would you please?´´ > ´´Alright, I will organize that laiter. Oy, lets get started, first up is Vubby and The Excuse for a Barbie. Move up to the center of the room, and get yourselves ready.´´ Vubby hums, nodding his head and moving out of line into the position he was commanded to.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia follows suit, walking out before turning to face Vubby, flashing him a grim before looking back over to Poppy

"Hey Eyes, is this just gonna be some basic sparring or...? "

Cordelia sprouts another pair of arms, twiddling her thumbs as she stares at her new commander expectantly.

[jester-pressure]

Poppy chuckles, looking over to the Specialist and giving a smile, clasping both of her hands together. > ´´Kiddo, give her the program.´´ He glances over at the Captain, before looking back at Cordelia. His face goes neutral, as his pupils go melt together, but its still noticeable the elevated amount of pupils. > ´´First on the ground, First to serve. Give me ya best, I want to see fireworks today.´´ He spits to the side a pin, rolling his eyes and opening his mouth, letting out the smoke from the smoke grenade leave his mouth, which consumes and hides him in a cloud of smoke.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia's smile drops, now notably annoyed.

"Of all the things, concealment? Cmon man you have to know better... "

Cordelia retracts her arms, using the mass to sprout multiple thin, whip like tentacles, lashing blindly in the cloud of smoke, trying to wrap onto anything she feels contact with.

[jester-pressure]

She wraps around something with her tentacles, something that does feel like void mass, with a gooey interior, but relatively solid inside the mass. And they grab onto another similar part, two thuds from the cloud can be heard, as his voice comes from the cloud. > ´´...Nice grab. ´´

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia focuses her tentacles wild lashing to where the other ones wrapped on, forming small spikes on the tentacles that hit their mark, trying to keep them on him.

"Thanks! Just wish you were a bit more creative with your approach.. "

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...You haven't even seen half of it.´´ She manages to grab two more parts, all the parts swaying side to side, but keep Holden by the tentacles. > ´´...What is with you and tentacles?´´

[cordelia-bites]

"Oh it's simple! Low mass usage, easy to control, and most importantly, distracting! "

Cordelia starts walking around, keeping her distance from the smoke cloud.

"And I thought about something... I can't see you that well, thats a given, and obviously, you can see me better from how the light reflects. Buuuutttt, you can't see details!"

Cordelia sprouts little orbs that pop out of her body, pooling into puddles of void mass when they hit the ground. From the puddles, crude clones of Cordelia form, beginning to walk around, just like she is.

[jester-pressure]

The smoke cloud starts to face, and with a click, multiple pins fly from the smoke, as four massive flashing lights fly from the smoke cloud. It appears Cordelia WASN'T holding Vubby, as the smoke dissapears, it reveals four plant-like void mass structures, which were holding flashbangs at the very top. Vubby however? He is nowhere to be seen, but his voice comes from the plant-things, with a neutral voice. > ´´...Smart move, using cloning to decrease my accuracy. But why would I use guns against you?´´ > ´´..I know last time we met I wasn't exactly the smartest, but I am not that stupid, specially now.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia, in response to the bright lights inhibiting her ability to see, she yanks out her eyes, reabsorbing the mass and starting to grow new ones quickly.

"Now THAT was good. But you're gonna actually have to hit me this time man, cant win from just making it harder for me to fight! "

Cordelia recalls the mass from her clones, some of it lost due to their low density and the bright light causing decomposition.

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Making it harder for you to fight, makes it easier for me to end the fight.´´ > ´´...And some things can serve as distractions too.´´

Where the smoke cloud used to lie, there is a big crack present on the ground, a cracking noise also being able to be heard, but its location unclear due to how low in volume it is. > ´´...Ending fights by exhaustion is also a valid plan. But I rather not do that, I have better things to do.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Her eyes fully back now, she tries to follow the sound, unable to land on a specific area.

"Well of course it makes it easier to end the fight, but only if you strike while I can't strike back man. "

Cordelia forms a sword and shield, her face shaping itself and hardening into a knightly helmet.

"Now, Vubby, lets see what youve got. "

[jester-pressure]

With a major sting and a gush of air, something goes through her back, not managing to get deep into her, pointed right at her core. The object lodged into her is cylindrical, a square shape at the end of the object. And right behind her, emerging from a newly formed crack in the ground, Vubby, his hand merged with a rifle, said rifle's barrel being the thing lodged into her. > ´´...Solothurn S-18/100. 20 milimeter cartridge. Weighing 54 kilograms.´´ He rises his head, giving a tiny smile. > ´´...Switzerland's most prized possession, The Antitank rifle. Aimed right at your core.´´ He squints his eyes. > ´´...If I were to shoot, nothing would remain of it. Checkmate, Primrose. I am surprised you didn't even look around.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia slowly raises her arms, almost as if surrendering.

"Now, while I will commend your creativity, youre still thinking like youre fighting someone who's normal. Which I, am very much not. "

Even though he cant see it, Cordelia grins, locking eyes with her Commander. Vubby hears a mettalic clang, looking to it's source, he sees Cordelia dropped her core, which she then kicks into a small puddle of void mass as the rest of her body liquifies, reforming at a slight distance from him.

"Youre definitely better than when we last fought, Vubby! Ill stop playing around, if you so desire. Or, you can shoot me right now. "

Vubby watches as she reabsorbs her mass, her core glowing, an easy shot.

[jester-pressure]

The Commander squints at the stare, at this point she would usually simply end the fight and continue to the next, considering if a shot was rung out, the fight would be over. But she simply rolls her eyes, letting the fight continue. The Director raises one his eyebrow, looking over at the Commander then back, raising both of his eyebrows and nodding to the Specialist. > ´´...If I know you correctly, if I shoot, something would happen. Something that would damage me. So...´´ The Rifle retracts back into his mass, as he turns himself to the rising puddle, putting his hands onto the pockets of his uniform, pulling out a box of white color, which he opens and takes a cigarette out. The Commander visibly furrows her brows at the action, uncrossing her arms, where did he even get that box? > ´´...Sure. Let it be Round 2.´´ He places the cigarette on his mouth, a lighter emerging from his mouth and lighting it.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia giggles at his remark, before a puzzled expression crosses her face.

"Vubby, why were you so confident where my core was? I mean you know I could have it somewhere else, right? Or I could've just swallowed some lights to look like the core... "

Quickly, she collects herself.

"Never mind, we can talk specifics later. Now, it's obvious you've been practicing! But I can't let you have the spotlight all to yourself, now can I? "

In her palm, Cordelia forms a glob of reddish black colored void mass, tossing it on the ground in front of her.

The blob doesn't quite grow, but it changes. What seems like a maw opens, impossibly sharp teeth being revealed.

"Hey, poppy, you don't mind if I pass the baton, right? Right. "

Cordelia's body shrinks, collapsing into a puddle, just enough mass being left to form a rigid shell around her core, the rest flowing to the little red and black blob, allowing it to grow.

[jester-pressure]

> ´´...Ah yes. I forgot about that. Good point, very good point.´´ He lets a breath out, smoke rising from his throat, looking at the smoke before slowly lowering his head back to look at her. His eyes squint at her throwing out the little blob, tilting his head a bit to watch. The Commander's pupil sharpens as she watches Cordelia create the seed, she furrows her eyebrows, letting out a groan. > ´´Are ya really gonna to do that?! Ya Sapphic Idiot, this is supposed to be an duel scenario.´´ She looks over at the Director, her eyes squinting at him. He rolls his eyes with a calm smile, rising up his hand to the two fighting. > ´´Yes. I understand your concern, Captain. I Also rather this room stay intact.´´ > ´´And we also have the others who also need their round of training. So Miss Primrose, would you mind?´´ The two who were sat with their backs against the wall, talking to eachother, look over to the Director, then back at the duel, Vortex's eye noticeably widening at Vubby smoking a Rod of Nicotine while Lung stares with squinted eyes at the blob in the field. > ´´...I wouldn't mind a Second round. I am sure they wouldn't either. And technically I didn't win, I don't think neither of us knew the core was at.´´

[cordelia-bites]

An unpleasant yet calming, grating yet smooth voice comes from the maw of the ball of void as it grows, slowly becoming more and more human in shape.

"Sorry Greenie, but she can't hear ya! Or she's just not listening. Either way... "

The blob finishes growing, forming into a tall woman with the same military outfit Cordelia usually sports, but with long, silky, black-red hair that reaches her waist.

"I wanna stretch my legs if I'm here. "

[jester-pressure]

The Specialist rises his brow, looking at the person up and down with widened eyes, letting a breath of smoke once again rise from his throat. The Director gives a sigh, as The Captain facepalms. > ´´...Who?´´ He asks, tilting his head.

[cordelia-bites]

The figure looks over to the source of noise, and Vubby immediately notices her lack of eyes.

"I'll tell you if you best me, kay kid? "

[jester-pressure]

Noticing her lack of eyes, his mouth melts into his face, as he steps to the side, letting a little orb of mass in the ground, said orb being where his voice now comes from. > ´´...Understood.´´ He takes a moment to further examine her, observing for where her ears are and what exactly is he staring at. From his hand, emerges a automatic machine gun. If he is to use something, he will make it loud.

[cordelia-bites]

Suddenly, she pulls out a small knife from one of her front pouches, throwing it into the blob.

"Hush, I need to focus. "

As vubby takes his aim, he can see that she's standing perfectly still, too still even.

[jester-pressure]

Vubby hesitates in his shot, keeping aim at her but leaving his finger off the trigger.

He takes a gander, a rock coming from inside his other hand, throwing it to the other side of the room.

A certain Parasite would be the one collecting info, if this wasn't a duel, guess he will ever to try it out on his own.

[cordelia-bites]

Carefully, the woman leans down, and picks the rock up calmly.

"Hey kid, that was pretty dumb. "

Suddenly, she whips around, grinning madly before hucking the rock as hard as she can right at Vubby.

"CATCH."

[jester-pressure]

The rock hits Vubby right in the face, but as expected, it sank back into his face, which he proceeds to spit the rock back at her at the same speed.

> ``...Learned nothing with Mrs. Primrose, yes?``

He pulls the trigger on the rifle, sending a volley of constant bullet fire towards her.

[cordelia-bites]

In the time before the bullets reach her, she leans down into a position to begin a sprint, and as the bullets connect, she kicks off from the ground, and with each bullet that makes contact, she gains just a little bit more speed.

"LETS SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH!"

Suddenly the woman reels back her fist, the void mass hardening, and as it crackles with some kind of electricity, she aims her fist to deck Vubby in the jaw.

[jester-pressure]

He notices the interesting increase in speed with each bullet, taking that note.

His eyes widened as her fist came towards his head, so he took the logical approach and melted his head onto its socket, stepping to the side to get out of the way of Miss Freight Train.

[cordelia-bites]

Missing her mark, she keeps going, turning around before she crashes into the training room wall.

"YEAAAAHHHHH GOOD SHIT KID!"

She starts hopping up and down, each time she hits the ground vubby can see and hear a bit of red lightning crackling around her for a moment.

[jester-pressure]

Poppy seems to recoil a bit once she hits the wall, with the other two turning to look at the broken wall. The Director's eye twitches, as he lets out a more forced smile.

> ``Mind the property damage. Otherwise, this will have to be cut short.``

He says with a bit more tension in his voice, squinting his eyes at the Manifestation of Wrath.

Vubby reforms his head, turning to look at her. Retrieving his gun into his mass and squinting his eyes, taking another breath in, and breath out, letting more smoke fly up.

He takes a step back, forming that bulk flashlight in his hands and simply rolling it over to her aiming to the side to avoid getting in her way. Trying to use the electricity to recharge it.

> ``...Guess I will have to think of something else.``

And from his hand, now emerges a metal pole, he doesn't know exactly what he is gonna do, but this should do something.

[jester-pressure]

A soft tap tap tap is heard upon the door of everybody's favorite Recruit's door.

The Thing snaps its eyes towards the door, the dozen of pupils from the half-dozen eyes sharpening as he stares at the door.

He takes a march towards the door, approaching his curved stature towards it and placing his ear-cavity onto the door.

> ``...Hello.``

He says the words to the door, trying to get the person to answer to know exactly who he is dealing with.

[cordelia-bites]

As he presses up against the door, a viscous, black fluid starts to leak from the seams and little cracks in the door, and when it catches the light, he can see a familiar shade of pink shining back at him.

[jester-pressure]

His pupils drift towards the Mass, as he steps away and takes a moment to examine the blob, His pupils sharpening a duplicating in his eyes, his eyes widening.

He squeaks quietly to himself, taking a look to the left and right and letting one of his arms go limp.

He throws his arm, which expands like a tentacle to the other side of the room, before staring at the pink blob, squinting his eyes.

[cordelia-bites]

The mass of black liquid, now a large puddle on the ground, slides up the wall, before opening the door through the console.

As the hydraulics in the door hiss and open slowly, he sees maybe the one face he wants to see the least out of, most likely anyone alive?

"Sssssup."

[jester-pressure]

The sound of rummage is heard on the other side of the room, as the arm seems to start growing for a bit, before getting slingshotted back into its original size.

And there he is, the voidmass staring at a fellow, as he gives an smile in response, squinting his multiple eyes.

> ``...I wished you didn't assault my door like that. I don't like having people in my room to fix things. Its annoying.``

His soft and raspy voice speaks out, a lighter voice.

He opens his jaw, it expanding further and further, as gurgling noises rumble from his throat, and from it comes a Bulk Flashlight, which positions itself on his mouth.

> ``...You're not welcome. If I didn'g make it clear.``

A click sounds from the things mouth, as the flashlight lets out its strong beam of light directly onto her face.

[cordelia-bites]

Cordelia's face starts to bubble and hiss, evaporating from the bright light.

"H-HEY OW YOU- HEY CUT THAT SHIT OUT-"

Cordelia flicks an appendage at the light, smacking it's aim away from her face, but still in his mouth.

"I'm supposed to help you with some sparring, and id really appreciate if you didn't MELT ME. "

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His face goes along with the flashlight's aim, he quickly flicks his head back, slightly over shooting as the light of the flashlight starts flickering, and when he finally readjust the aim, the flashlight is turned off.

His eyes widdens, as he looks down at the flashlight in his mouth, did he forget to replace the batteries...

He squints his eyes, his mouth noticeably turning into a frown, Shit. The flashlight retreats back into his throat, as he closes his mouth and backs up, staring at her with a noticeable frown.

He raises his brows, his face scrumcled, still squinting his eyes with that frown on his face.

> ``...What?``

Both of his arms go limp, as he simply keeps a stare at her, head lightly tilted alongside the risen eyebrow.

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Cordelia points to the badge sewn onto her usual set of body armor.

"I'm in daybreak now, or something like that. It's unbearably lonely down there, and tormenting Expendables is only so entertaining. Oh and it means I get to harass Frizt and Poppy! "

Cordelia leans over, wrapping a tentacle arm around the mercenary's shoulder, and starts to drag him out of his dimly lit room.

"Now come ON they're gonna dock my sweets if you don't get your goopy ass into the training room! "

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His brows furrow further as his eyes widen, his frown becoming more visible as he sees the same badge on his uniform on her clothes, he slouches backwards, slapping away the tentacle approaching him, his eyes staring at the tentacle, widening, following it back to her.

> ``...How did you even get allowed to join Urbanshade, you compromised a past mission.``

He turns, his pupils looking over his shoulder to her, sharpened and lightly shaky, as he slouches forward once again as he walks to a part of his room out of sight.

> ``...And you can't drag me into training like I am a child, I need to get my stuff. Weirdo.``

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"Operation compromised or not, it's a pretty sweet offer to have someone who can hop through dimensions on your team, no? "

Watching him walk off into his room, Cordelia starts impatiently bouncing her leg and popping her knuckles

"Oh and don't worry, I'll take it easy on you for our first day buddy"

She giggles, obviously finding her very slight elevation in superiority over him just the tiniest bit funny.

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He groans, his firm stare becoming a simple squint, as he turns to look towards his room, going deeper. He list various weapon names as he picks them from the pile, his room being a complete mess. He seems to remember the name of each gun, funnily enough, listing even their model numbers. But he then stops, looking around side to side before saying to himself. > ´´Where is my Model 900.´´ He starts looking around the piles of stuff in his room, digging onto them and searching for the Semi-Automatic Pistol he hunts for, diving his head onto the piles like a weasel, moving around his room erratically.

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Staring at the little mass of void, Cordelia continues to get more and more impatient with him, rapping her knuckles on his doorframe

"A gun. Really? You can control every milligram of your matter, and you're relying on a gun. A physical, unshapeable, rigid, gun. "

"Are you fucking with me? Like I know there's a gap of skill but, are you actually this inconfident with your abilities man? "

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He pulls his head from a pile, the Astro Model 900 in his mouth, he groans deeply, rolling his eyes and looking back at Cordelia, staring at her with squinted eyes, as he pulls the gun down his throath.

> ``...I would rather shoot bullets than parts of myself, I am not exactly infinite, you know.``

He gets up from the pile, turning and marching towards the doorway, a silver glint in his hand. His sloched pose makes him shorter then her, but if he would to stand up, he actually be the same size as her.

> ``...And void mass can't do this.``

He raises his hand, revealing a Standarn Urbanshade Flashlight, which he shines on her face, giving a smirk.

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Cordelia reaches over to the light, her hand hissing and bubbling where the light lands, before she reaches the end of the flashlight, jabbing a thin, sharp line of void mass into the middle, cracking the bulb.

"Just... Eat the bullets? Not sure about you but, my aim with my mass is a LOT better than with a gun. "

Cordelia starts walking off, gesturing for Vubby to follow her.

"Now come on kid, I know you're more creative than what I saw back in the depths."

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He throws the Flashlight back into his room, now following her with a wavvy frown on his face, his pupils pretty separated from one another.

He keeps a firm stare at her, even with the multiple pupils, it's hard to tell where he is looking, still not very fond of her, he lets out a sigh. His words bottled in his face.

> ``...Don't act too confident, its been multiple months since we last met. Probably even an year.``

He turns back, wandering down the hall alongside her as they enter the training room, a pretty spacious room.

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"I'll be as confident as I want unless you knock me down. "

"Oh and, we're practicing close quarters combat today, so I hope you wont crutch too much on your gun, because that'll be a bit too boring for me to stick around for. "

Cordelia stretches her back as they enter the room, despite there being nothing to "stretch", she still let's out a sigh of relief.

"Now, all I was told to do was spar with you, so don't expect me to go easy, but I won't be going all out just yet. "

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> ``...Gotcha.``

He replies with a tired voice, rolling his eyes and then looking towards the center area near the wall.

There is nobody but the Director himself, a 3 meter tall man with a bulky build, a brown-skinned man with a dark suit with emerald details, the director badge displayed proudly in his chest, a white scar going across his entire face, cutting through his left eye, which lacks a pupil.

And then, there is an almost 2 meter tall woman, with black skin and dozens upon dozen of eyes plaguing her face, her hair long and dark, with a simular build as the Director, wearing a dark green coat uniform who cuts off at her waist.

She glances over, her mouth hidden between the amalgamation of eyes plaguing her face, staring directly at Cordelia.

> ``Reight on time.``

Her Scottish accent is pretty noticeable, her voice heavy and hostile, low in volume.

> ``Weapon Specialist and Recruit. Welcome.``

The Director speaks, his voice absurdly deep, calm, and collected.

> ``You two are the feirst to arrive, which is surprising, especially from ya two. Get in Line.``

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Cordelia, finding it hard to stay quiet, waves excitedly back at the familiar face, who she's shockingly not harassed quite yet!

As told, Cordelia follows Vubby into line, standing just behind him, observing the room she finds herself in, examining the various cut out circles and blocks of metal in the walls, roof, and floor, assumedly meant to pop up for different training scenarios.

"Sooooooo~ is the whole gang coming? Or are some of them.... Occupied." Cordelia giggles at the last part, obviously hinting to a certain duo on the team.

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> ``If they are, I will personally drag them out here.``

She squints at Cordelia, before looking towards the doors to the room, which wanders in both the Tank and The Scout. They are both talking about something, the Tank severely taller then the Flame.

They seem to talk about hobbies, which the talk is cut short as they both notice the Thing. They both stare at her like they seen a ghost, the Flame's jaw dropping and his eyes widdening.

> ``WHAT?!``

> ``Oh you have got to be kidding me.``

He closes his one main eye and face palms, slowly sliding it down his face.

> ``Get in Line, we've got a new member in our Squadron, and the training session.``

> ``Yes. Captain. We can see that, what is she doing here?``

> ``I will elaborate at a later time, now in line.``

> ``Girl! I know you got a thing with her but you really had to drag her out from her pit of hell, where she belongs, to here?!``

She grunts, her eyes twitching one after the other, as her mouth finally reveals itself with a large frown.

> ``Don't worry, we have taken precautions to make sure she doesn't step out of line. I've even made an appointment with her to sort things out.``

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Cordelia waves at them as they enter.

"Hi vortex! Hi blue guy!!! "

She turns to face them as they file into line.

"Hey, searchlights, have you gotten any stronger? Or are you still delegated to support while you're all wailing on someone? "

Cordelia snickers at her own jab on the Tank, seemingly already moved on from what happened during The War.

"Oh and where are the others? Please don't tell me they're ACTUALLY doing that. "

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Both enter the line, Vortex right behind her with Lung goes right behind. The Tank rises his brow, looking side to side before answering the question. > ´´Well, I don't know exactly. Maybe I have, may I haven't. That's for you to find you.´´ > ´´The other two usually take longer to show up to training. Mostly because both of them are SLEEPY HEADS who don't wake up half of the time!´´ Poppy grunts, looking over at the entrance door, then rolling her eyes and looking at the line, squinting her eyes. > ´´I will already present our recruit to save time. Meet Mrs Primrose, a former-EXP that after proving her skills down at the blacksite, managed to prove her worth to enter Your Squadron.´´ > ´´She is not completely free however, so if anything unusual is to be seen, report it to me. And it will be done´´ > ´´Now Captain, would you please?´´ > ´´Alright, I will organize that laiter. Oy, lets get started, first up is Vubby and The Excuse for a Barbie. Move up to the center of the room, and get yourselves ready.´´ Vubby hums, nodding his head and moving out of line into the position he was commanded to.

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Cordelia follows suit, walking out before turning to face Vubby, flashing him a grim before looking back over to Poppy

"Hey Eyes, is this just gonna be some basic sparring or...? "

Cordelia sprouts another pair of arms, twiddling her thumbs as she stares at her new commander expectantly.

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Poppy chuckles, looking over to the Specialist and giving a smile, clasping both of her hands together. > ´´Kiddo, give her the program.´´ He glances over at the Captain, before looking back at Cordelia. His face goes neutral, as his pupils go melt together, but its still noticeable the elevated amount of pupils. > ´´First on the ground, First to serve. Give me ya best, I want to see fireworks today.´´ He spits to the side a pin, rolling his eyes and opening his mouth, letting out the smoke from the smoke grenade leave his mouth, which consumes and hides him in a cloud of smoke.

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Cordelia's smile drops, now notably annoyed.

"Of all the things, concealment? Cmon man you have to know better... "

Cordelia retracts her arms, using the mass to sprout multiple thin, whip like tentacles, lashing blindly in the cloud of smoke, trying to wrap onto anything she feels contact with.

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She wraps around something with her tentacles, something that does feel like void mass, with a gooey interior, but relatively solid inside the mass. And they grab onto another similar part, two thuds from the cloud can be heard, as his voice comes from the cloud. > ´´...Nice grab. ´´

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Cordelia focuses her tentacles wild lashing to where the other ones wrapped on, forming small spikes on the tentacles that hit their mark, trying to keep them on him.

"Thanks! Just wish you were a bit more creative with your approach.. "

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> ´´...You haven't even seen half of it.´´ She manages to grab two more parts, all the parts swaying side to side, but keep Holden by the tentacles. > ´´...What is with you and tentacles?´´

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"Oh it's simple! Low mass usage, easy to control, and most importantly, distracting! "

Cordelia starts walking around, keeping her distance from the smoke cloud.

"And I thought about something... I can't see you that well, thats a given, and obviously, you can see me better from how the light reflects. Buuuutttt, you can't see details!"

Cordelia sprouts little orbs that pop out of her body, pooling into puddles of void mass when they hit the ground. From the puddles, crude clones of Cordelia form, beginning to walk around, just like she is.

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The smoke cloud starts to face, and with a click, multiple pins fly from the smoke, as four massive flashing lights fly from the smoke cloud. It appears Cordelia WASN'T holding Vubby, as the smoke dissapears, it reveals four plant-like void mass structures, which were holding flashbangs at the very top. Vubby however? He is nowhere to be seen, but his voice comes from the plant-things, with a neutral voice. > ´´...Smart move, using cloning to decrease my accuracy. But why would I use guns against you?´´ > ´´..I know last time we met I wasn't exactly the smartest, but I am not that stupid, specially now.´´

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Cordelia, in response to the bright lights inhibiting her ability to see, she yanks out her eyes, reabsorbing the mass and starting to grow new ones quickly.

"Now THAT was good. But you're gonna actually have to hit me this time man, cant win from just making it harder for me to fight! "

Cordelia recalls the mass from her clones, some of it lost due to their low density and the bright light causing decomposition.

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> ´´...Making it harder for you to fight, makes it easier for me to end the fight.´´ > ´´...And some things can serve as distractions too.´´

Where the smoke cloud used to lie, there is a big crack present on the ground, a cracking noise also being able to be heard, but its location unclear due to how low in volume it is. > ´´...Ending fights by exhaustion is also a valid plan. But I rather not do that, I have better things to do.´´

[cordelia-bites]

Her eyes fully back now, she tries to follow the sound, unable to land on a specific area.

"Well of course it makes it easier to end the fight, but only if you strike while I can't strike back man. "

Cordelia forms a sword and shield, her face shaping itself and hardening into a knightly helmet.

"Now, Vubby, lets see what youve got. "

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With a major sting and a gush of air, something goes through her back, not managing to get deep into her, pointed right at her core. The object lodged into her is cylindrical, a square shape at the end of the object. And right behind her, emerging from a newly formed crack in the ground, Vubby, his hand merged with a rifle, said rifle's barrel being the thing lodged into her. > ´´...Solothurn S-18/100. 20 milimeter cartridge. Weighing 54 kilograms.´´ He rises his head, giving a tiny smile. > ´´...Switzerland's most prized possession, The Antitank rifle. Aimed right at your core.´´ He squints his eyes. > ´´...If I were to shoot, nothing would remain of it. Checkmate, Primrose. I am surprised you didn't even look around.´´

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Cordelia slowly raises her arms, almost as if surrendering.

"Now, while I will commend your creativity, youre still thinking like youre fighting someone who's normal. Which I, am very much not. "

Even though he cant see it, Cordelia grins, locking eyes with her Commander. Vubby hears a mettalic clang, looking to it's source, he sees Cordelia dropped her core, which she then kicks into a small puddle of void mass as the rest of her body liquifies, reforming at a slight distance from him.

"Youre definitely better than when we last fought, Vubby! Ill stop playing around, if you so desire. Or, you can shoot me right now. "

Vubby watches as she reabsorbs her mass, her core glowing, an easy shot.

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The Commander squints at the stare, at this point she would usually simply end the fight and continue to the next, considering if a shot was rung out, the fight would be over. But she simply rolls her eyes, letting the fight continue. The Director raises one his eyebrow, looking over at the Commander then back, raising both of his eyebrows and nodding to the Specialist. > ´´...If I know you correctly, if I shoot, something would happen. Something that would damage me. So...´´ The Rifle retracts back into his mass, as he turns himself to the rising puddle, putting his hands onto the pockets of his uniform, pulling out a box of white color, which he opens and takes a cigarette out. The Commander visibly furrows her brows at the action, uncrossing her arms, where did he even get that box? > ´´...Sure. Let it be Round 2.´´ He places the cigarette on his mouth, a lighter emerging from his mouth and lighting it.

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Cordelia giggles at his remark, before a puzzled expression crosses her face.

"Vubby, why were you so confident where my core was? I mean you know I could have it somewhere else, right? Or I could've just swallowed some lights to look like the core... "

Quickly, she collects herself.

"Never mind, we can talk specifics later. Now, it's obvious you've been practicing! But I can't let you have the spotlight all to yourself, now can I? "

In her palm, Cordelia forms a glob of reddish black colored void mass, tossing it on the ground in front of her.

The blob doesn't quite grow, but it changes. What seems like a maw opens, impossibly sharp teeth being revealed.

"Hey, poppy, you don't mind if I pass the baton, right? Right. "

Cordelia's body shrinks, collapsing into a puddle, just enough mass being left to form a rigid shell around her core, the rest flowing to the little red and black blob, allowing it to grow.

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> ´´...Ah yes. I forgot about that. Good point, very good point.´´ He lets a breath out, smoke rising from his throat, looking at the smoke before slowly lowering his head back to look at her. His eyes squint at her throwing out the little blob, tilting his head a bit to watch. The Commander's pupil sharpens as she watches Cordelia create the seed, she furrows her eyebrows, letting out a groan. > ´´Are ya really gonna to do that?! Ya Sapphic Idiot, this is supposed to be an duel scenario.´´ She looks over at the Director, her eyes squinting at him. He rolls his eyes with a calm smile, rising up his hand to the two fighting. > ´´Yes. I understand your concern, Captain. I Also rather this room stay intact.´´ > ´´And we also have the others who also need their round of training. So Miss Primrose, would you mind?´´ The two who were sat with their backs against the wall, talking to eachother, look over to the Director, then back at the duel, Vortex's eye noticeably widening at Vubby smoking a Rod of Nicotine while Lung stares with squinted eyes at the blob in the field. > ´´...I wouldn't mind a Second round. I am sure they wouldn't either. And technically I didn't win, I don't think neither of us knew the core was at.´´

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An unpleasant yet calming, grating yet smooth voice comes from the maw of the ball of void as it grows, slowly becoming more and more human in shape.

"Sorry Greenie, but she can't hear ya! Or she's just not listening. Either way... "

The blob finishes growing, forming into a tall woman with the same military outfit Cordelia usually sports, but with long, silky, black-red hair that reaches her waist.

"I wanna stretch my legs if I'm here. "

[jester-pressure]

The Specialist rises his brow, looking at the person up and down with widened eyes, letting a breath of smoke once again rise from his throat. The Director gives a sigh, as The Captain facepalms. > ´´...Who?´´ He asks, tilting his head.

[cordelia-bites]

The figure looks over to the source of noise, and Vubby immediately notices her lack of eyes.

"I'll tell you if you best me, kay kid? "

[jester-pressure]

Noticing her lack of eyes, his mouth melts into his face, as he steps to the side, letting a little orb of mass in the ground, said orb being where his voice now comes from. > ´´...Understood.´´ He takes a moment to further examine her, observing for where her ears are and what exactly is he staring at. From his hand, emerges a automatic machine gun. If he is to use something, he will make it loud.

[cordelia-bites]

Suddenly, she pulls out a small knife from one of her front pouches, throwing it into the blob.

"Hush, I need to focus. "

As vubby takes his aim, he can see that she's standing perfectly still, too still even.

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Vubby hesitates in his shot, keeping aim at her but leaving his finger off the trigger.

He takes a gander, a rock coming from inside his other hand, throwing it to the other side of the room.

A certain Parasite would be the one collecting info, if this wasn't a duel, guess he will ever to try it out on his own.

[cordelia-bites]

Carefully, the woman leans down, and picks the rock up calmly.

"Hey kid, that was pretty dumb. "

Suddenly, she whips around, grinning madly before hucking the rock as hard as she can right at Vubby.

"CATCH."

[jester-pressure]

The rock hits Vubby right in the face, but as expected, it sank back into his face, which he proceeds to spit the rock back at her at the same speed.

> ``...Learned nothing with Mrs. Primrose, yes?``

He pulls the trigger on the rifle, sending a volley of constant bullet fire towards her.

[cordelia-bites]

In the time before the bullets reach her, she leans down into a position to begin a sprint, and as the bullets connect, she kicks off from the ground, and with each bullet that makes contact, she gains just a little bit more speed.

"LETS SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH!"

Suddenly the woman reels back her fist, the void mass hardening, and as it crackles with some kind of electricity, she aims her fist to deck Vubby in the jaw.

[jester-pressure]

He notices the interesting increase in speed with each bullet, taking that note.

His eyes widened as her fist came towards his head, so he took the logical approach and melted his head onto its socket, stepping to the side to get out of the way of Miss Freight Train.