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"Hmm...? Angela your hair is curling ._. Hold on.." Midnight grabbed a comb from a shelf and started combing it out. "I hate it when hair starts curling... It gets so annoying~" He then took her and started washing the dirt out if it.

((Blissfully ignorant~))
 
She sighed in relief. Midnight still believed her lies...

"I don't... work for Evoli... I'm... sorry if you feel like that... why would you... possibly think that?" However as he brushed her curls, they only persisted stubbornly... Aryletthair was impossible to tame.
 
By this point, Typhoon was smacking her head on the wall again and again, her antlers wobbling.
Flexing her wartortle tail several times, she practically screamed.
"YOU KNOW YOU ARE WASHING A POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS ENEMY,RIGHT?"
She stooped for a moment. God, that was dirty....

"And I know you work for her. I'm trusting the little kitsune and Hugh!" she hissed.
 
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"Ah you evil aryletthair! I have just the thing..."
He grabbed a bottle off of the shelf that read -Super strength hair tamer- And poured it on her, Taming her hair.
 
Scorponok watched as his master continued to practice. Finally getting tired of what he was seeing, he jumped down from the table and chittered at Exo-Raikou.

"You're going to empty all of your power if you keep that up. All the training in the world will do you no good if you're running on empty."

"Yeah, you're right," Exo said, "Come on, then, let's just get something to eat."

As the two walked out of the training room, one could almost think that the Skorupi was gloating.

That's one of the few times where he's agreed with me. I suppose I've knocked some sense into him.
 
"My name is Chimani!" Chimani barked, as Zora's stare turned into a glare, then an outright snarl.

"Midnight, get the hell away from that dog." she commanded, "She's dangerous. I know exactly who that is." she pulled her poolstick off her back. "And if any of you know what's good for you, you'll let me fight her. The curly hair tells all, that is Arylett. One of the traitors."
 
And then she felt it.

"Ooooh no... oooh no, not... not now..." She could feel the dark aura encasing her once more... if Arylett kept this form any longer... she'd lose all of her power. And well... they already knew... who she was... she wouldn't be able to fight.

Rapidly her body was reshaped by the darkness, as it began to take a more humanoid form...

And there before there eyes stood indeed, Arylett Charnoa Dawnsborough.

Well... they already knew anyway... it was time for the big reveal.

She looked at all of them, rather awkwardly and uncomfortable, her gaze avoiding Zora's.

Arylett said nothing.
 
"Hmm...? Oh I know! I just said aryletthair didn't I? I give her a choice... Join us... Or fight zora and her cattle prod~" He said before laughing maniacly
 
The insane grin was back. Zora was about to go nuts, and Chimani knew this. She stepped back as the redhead stepped forward.

"You... traitor... What the hell are you playing at?! I trusted you... You knew that, and you still went with that crooked wench?! And that ain't all... I fucking helped you against the mods you're now allied with. I taught you how to play cool, how to act. I should've seen it before. Well I hope you're happy, traitor. You think that destroying this place will help? Destruction is the worst way to fix something... Your choice, bitch. Join us, or fight me and almost certainly die."
 
"Oh, holy crap. Better the devil you know then the devil you don't I suppose."
Typhoon mumbled to herself whilist sitting in a corner, avoidingthe majority on the insane wrath.
 
Arylett continued with her silence at Midnight's words. Her mind was thinking... thinking... she felt rather guilty. But... it was... the only way... right...?

And then she heard it.

Zora's words.

With those words... Arylett felt something snap. Something in her mind... some switch snapped. Something absolutely infathomable had been triggered.

She knew... she knew that Zora would kill her too...

And there was no way... no way to convince her. No way... the fools... they would rather... foolish Zora... she'd as soon as kill her then try to see her point of view! They weren't her friends... they never were her real friends. They didn't want to see... they didn't want to see the light!

The look of utter and immense hatred upon Arylett's face as she glared them down... her dark eyes looking at them as if they were small insignificant insects. She continued to be silent, biting her lip in a fury that was beyond words...

It was Arylettemper.

After everything... after goddamn everything... Zora would just... kill her that easily... over a stupid... disagreement...

And at that moment she knew.

They were not friends anymore.

They were enemies. No mercy... no more mercy Arylett... because she had had enough. Enough of this...

Without so much as a word, without so much as a prior warning, Arylett shot a rather large barrage of dark orbs at Zora.
 
"I see. On your own head be it."

Zora swung effortlessly at the dark energy, sending it off in different directions. "Grace is of the utmost importance in a fight, and a quality you seem to have lost, my 'friend'." she explained simply. She seemed eerily calm, almost unperturbed. But anyone that knew her knew that this was the peak of her fury. That point where she just didn't care anymore.

"I don't see why you don't just give up... You know I'm stronger than you." she took a stab at her with the stun-tip of her cue, pulling her pencil out of her pocket. It was summoning time, and even if Arylett tried to break the cue... it could potentially be deadly with all the electricity...

"And you've always known it."
 
RandomTyphoon ran out of the room as quickly as a limping human with a tail could.
"Listen up! We have an enemy on our lines! Get into whatever power and carry all weapons! C'mooon!"
 
"Uggh!" She was pushed back as the tip of the cue grazed her face, a bit of blood pouring...

How the HELL was she going to beat Zora...? She was... weak. A weakling...

Arylett brushed the blood off her face, trying to contain her tears... tears were weakness. Sorrow was weakness.

Oh damn... she was summoning... oh shit... what was she going to do?

She shot a few more spheres of darkness at Zora, to distract her, and then phased out of visibility...
 
Exo was calmly walking through the halls when he heard RandomTyphoon stating that there was an enemy in the base.

An enemy? Who would dare infiltrate the base? Who?

He broke into a run, hoping to find the enemy.

And if Scorponok wasn't gloating before, he certainly was now.

Master should be glad he didn't expend all of his energy. He oughta thank me.
 
She had vanished... a technique Zora had helped her train with. She'd been Arylett's mentor... why had this happened? Her arm was struck by one of the orbs as she knocked another away, but she didn't care. Even with the blood spillinbg out slowly, she didn't care.

Working quickly, she whipped up a quick sketch and a white-haired woman carrying a claymore materialized. Her blank eyes whipped around. She had scars all over her face, and she grinned revealing fangs. The time had come at last.
 
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