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*It's late dusk, and there is a certain young-looking gothic lolita sitting at a table outside of Building 6, slowly sipping a cup of tea and flipping through a book.

If you pass by, you may get the very distinct sense that she is horribly judging you.*

(ooc: Geez, lots of people! And they probably all hate Rachel now. I'm going to bed, will resume tagging tomorrow!)

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[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

I suggest you take that back now before I ruin your night.

[redstringed]

If you are volunteering to be the evening's entertainment, I shan't say no. Though I doubt you would find it nearly as pleasant.

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[do you like swarms of bats i like swarms of bats

bats. bats everywhere.]

You have only one more chance to take that back.

[redstringed]

And spoil the one moment of fun I've had since my arrival? I think not.

*Can you feel the air crackling with electricity, Remilia?*

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[yes. feels good man]

You'll find yourself in over your head.

[redstringed]

I do so doubt that.

*Hey, are those gale-force winds suddenly cutting through your bat armada, Remilia? I think they are.*

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[that's okay

she'll be over here biting her thumb to let the blood flow...to make knives

from blood]

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*An impressive little trick! Is what Rachel would say.

But she's too busy zapping lightning in your direction.*

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[Over here losing her left arm to lightning. But she doesn't seem to care since she's whipping a dozen or so knives at once.]

[redstringed]

*Grabbing the parasol sitting by her side and unfolding it to create a little shield with which to intercept the knives. It isn't Nago, but it'll do for the moment.

Hopefully.*

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[Really, really? Because them knives are coming in waves now.

And her arm is slowly starting to regen. Remilia curses the power level reduction.]

[redstringed]

*All right, better be someplace they aren't aimed at. A quick vortex swirl, and Rachel is now floating on the other side of Remilia. And aiming another bolt of lightning. A regenerator, hmm?*

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[Son, you may be able to teleport but dawg, I've got speed.

Remilia is RIGHT THERE in front of Rachel with one cruel smile.]

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*All right, Rachel was admittedly unprepared for that speed. But even if she doesn't have Nago and Gii, she still retains some control over spatial matter.

The hem of her dress is suddenly spinning around like a rotary saw. Don't get too close!*

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[What is this "don't get too close"? Even if she loses 1/2 her body, she's still swinging a power packed vampire punch.]

[redstringed]

*Congratulations, Remi. It connects - and for once, Rachel doesn't have Nago or Gii with her to take the hit. So she's going to just stagger back a few steps, genuinely surprise* You... you dared--?!

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[even though her guts are falling out but slowly repairing]

I'm an immortal. Your attacks don't frighten me.

DON'T MIND HER

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

-She's just watching all of this unfold from her window. And is heavily facepalming.-

[redstringed]

I have lived long enough to recognize an immortal on sight, little girl. Or do you mistake me for something less than I am?

I see this simply as an opportunity to inflict more pain before damaging you beyond repair.

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

You don't have the ability to damage me beyond repair.

[redstringed]

Oh?

You regenerate slowly, and I haven't yet begun to toy with you. What could a child like you ever know about my abilities?

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

Is that so? And to think I've been doing the same.

[redstringed]

So you claim.

Your name. Tell it to me.

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

Remilia Scarlet.

[redstringed]

Rachel Alucard.

Do you intend to destroy this place around us, little immortal?