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WAAPT@tropi.us Legacy → WAAPT: In-Universe → Mammor's Humiliation Conga
As soon as Sam lands, he eeps and runs from the fire "Would it kill you guys to give a little warning?"
-As Mammor struck by his whip wielded by Fem!Pent, his armor weakens and breaks under Lady and Jacks attacks. His skin that is exposed by the broken armor burns as screams in pain once more.
-Stumbling backwards finally loosing his last threads of consciousness.-
Mammor: I'll ... Kill ... You... All... ahhh
-Mammor faints entirely falling backwards down the rest of the hole he created.-
-If one were to look down the hole, they would see Mammor's prone body With the Shadow Natu sitting on top of him.-
-Lady floats down-
<What's the Natu going to do?>
-she prepares a Shadow Ball in case the Natu tries to blip him away-
Sam holds up his hand "Don't bother, I Mean Looked it. It's not going anywhere for another hour at least."
Ren: -to Sam- You realize that Mean Look's effect ends if either its user or target faints, right?
Natu: ~Fools.~
-And with a blip, the Natu and Mammor vanish.
-Lady's flames flare-
<Typical.>
Sam slaps his head "And that's why I hate Teleporters." Sam looked Sadly at the ghost "I'm sorry, That was my fault. If you want to take anything out on me...I'll accept it."
-Lady floats around Sam-
<It's OK, dearie. Did you kidnap my daughter and her trainer? No? Then don't worry.>
Sam smiled "Thank you. So, think he'll show up again?" he asked, looking at the spot were Mammor once was.
Lady: <Doubtlessly.>
-Pierre Heal Pulses Rio and seeks out the Presense of a certain Kirlia, and attempt to teleport near her.-
*Gah, My computer hiccuped*
-Pierre likely finds Devilotte attending to a group of her subjects; a team of multicolored Bisharp who took part in the wall mauling earlier.-
Princess Devilotte: ... but good work with the wall ripping! Truly terrifying. Dismissed!
-The purple Bisharp blips the group out. Devilotte turns to see Pierre, and her heart jumps.-
Princess Devilotte: Oh um uh hello!
Sam smiled "Where are my manners? I'm Sam Pallance, a pleasure." He said, offering a little bow to the ghost.
-Lady chuckles-
<We've met, dearie. I'm Joseph's Chandelure!>
Pierre kneels
Pierre: <It has been a while, Your Highness. I wish we had met again under better circumstances. Regardless, I offer the most sincere gratitude for your assistance. On be half of my trainer, my team, my parents, and myself, Thank you Princess Devilette Deathsatan IX.>
-Despite her slightly metallic skin, her cheeks light up like it was Christmas.-
Princess Devilotte: ~Oh my Mew he is such a gentleman!
-She attempts to regain her composure, which is only partially successful as her cheeks are still rosy.-
Princess Devilotte: <It was nothing. I was merely retaliating against an organization that had injured my subjects and those who are under my protection.>
Sm blinked "Oh! Hello again. Err...don't take this the wrong way but Chandelure tend to look the same. From the brightness of your flames I could tell you're trained but yeah, sorry."
Lady: <It's fine, dearie.>
Pierre: <Still, I offer offer thanks.>
-Pierre slowly stands and approaches Devilette and Eight. He bows at the waist then gently takes Devilotte's hand and press his forehead to the back of her hand and replaces it on the arm of her throne.>
Pierre: <Be well Your Highness.>
-Pierre turns to Eight and bows his head.-
Pierre: <Please continue to ensure her safety.>
Pierre turns, takes a few steps, turns back to the pair, and formally bows.-
Pierre: <Au revoir, Your Highness.>
-Devilotte's heart audibly pounds as Pierre takes her hand. She tries to say something, but the words catch in her throat.-
Eight: <I will indeed.>
-The Princess finally manages to say something after Pierre's formal boy.-
Princess Devilotte: <A-Au revoir, Pierre.>
Pierre: <By your leave, then>
-Pierre vanishes with a blip.-
Sam stretches "Well this was fun and all, but I'm heading outside so I can leave this place once and for all." he muttered, stretching tiredly
-With the thrill of battle winding down, there wasn't really much left to say. Fem!Pent sighed and considered switching back and slipping back into the shadows before anyone tried to start a conversation-
-Ren watches Fem!Pent.-
-in thought- Bonne nuit, Monsieur Renard. Et merci beaucoup pour l'aide.
-Mammor awakes and starts to drag himself to escape pods.-
-Ren returns to his mod vehicle and starts to wax lyrical.-
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