Marcille had her arms up, prepared to try and block the attacks with just her arms, when a burst of pressure suddenly releases in front of her. She flinches from it at first until she hears something strange—the sound of sipping a slushy drink through a straw.
She lowers her arms and opens her eyes. A white-haired stranger is crowding in front of her, drinking a stupidly long drink through a novelty straw and offering her a napkin. Marcille is just standing here looking like her icon while her assailants go rolling down the sidewalk.
So much is happening. Her eyes dart from the attackers back to this man—an Outsider, she realizes, and one that she's seen walking around the base a few times, even if she has no clue who he is. ]
Wh-What- What are you doing?
[ She hisses at him. ]
Did you use your abilities on them?! You can't do that!
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Marcille had her arms up, prepared to try and block the attacks with just her arms, when a burst of pressure suddenly releases in front of her. She flinches from it at first until she hears something strange—the sound of sipping a slushy drink through a straw.
She lowers her arms and opens her eyes. A white-haired stranger is crowding in front of her, drinking a stupidly long drink through a novelty straw and offering her a napkin. Marcille is just standing here looking like her icon while her assailants go rolling down the sidewalk.
So much is happening. Her eyes dart from the attackers back to this man—an Outsider, she realizes, and one that she's seen walking around the base a few times, even if she has no clue who he is. ]
Wh-What- What are you doing?
[ She hisses at him. ]
Did you use your abilities on them?! You can't do that!