[this fine morning finds the Tickler in the Square, mounted lazily on the Carousel, juuuuuuuust chilling. One of his front legs, ripped and hollow, is clutched by the other seven, which knock it against the carousel, bending the metal. Blood's littered all over his body, as well as pieces of... human skin.]
Itsy... bitsy... Masters...I've come
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[She's on high alert now, glaring at the screen even as she shudders at the sight of the blood and the--she's not thinking about what else that might be.]
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Hard to say in short. She just stares for the moment, disinterested in its words, hand light on the gunblade. Almost, she looks bored--idle even. Almost.]
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Human skin. Her focus remains caught on that. If she can figure out if it attacked first, if it had a reason--these things she never would have factored in before this place even with all the other change in her life--then she'll have no problem deciding what to do.
But figuring out things in this place is seldom as straightforward as Lightning would like them to be.]
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