SILENT NIGHT HOLY KNIGHT

Arcana this- [It dodges.]

Arcana that! [It blocks.]

IS THAT ALL THAT MATTERS TO YOU!? WHERE WERE YOU WHEN YOU ACTUALLY WAS NEEDED!?

[It slashes towards Queen, energy launching from the blade towards her.]

...nothing but old tricks!

[It twirled and dodged out of the lasers way, before pulling the same gesture and firing it's own laser of darkness.

Memories of... something flash in Queen's mind, of... someone in a near replica of her outfit, performing the same move, but the person is... blocked out]

[The Knight turned to the abnormality, and near immediately, it let out a scream of rage and dashed towards it, it's arm, in the shape of a sharp blade, ready to cut her down.]

Cheshyre? Busy.

Alucard? In the tree.

Justitia? Not even responding. AND THEY CAN TELEPORT!

All actually good options? Unavailable.

That blue-haired "hero"... pah... what hero she is...]

[Rampant thoughts plagued the mind of the distortion, anger rising as the past few days repeated mentally.

Queen, where was she? She asked her to look after the Workshop and Vinnie. Unreliable, sure, but... weren't they best friends? Surely Queen could do that one thing.

What about Catalyst? Busy.

[Yet... it stays around the charred remains of the Workshop, the presumed body of a child that only exists as a faint, burnt memory, buried.]

🖤 [The distortion just floats around the backstreets, a bit of blood on its armblade being wiped off by an armoured hand. A few rats fell to it, due to their hostility.

Dead? No, no, it can at least understand how a distortion can inspire hostility, but they *did* have to be incapacitated.]

//SILENT KNIGHT. HOLY KNIGHT.//

//godspeed soldier

@judgmentbird.bsky.social

🖍 So the swords gone now? Please tell me it is...

Also good luck on whatever you're doing.

🖍 . . .

Shit... [She turns back to the Workshop, and steps back inside.]

🖍 . . .

You've lashed out at me before, and you've lashed out at innocents.

That sword *needs* to go before you do something even more stupid, regardless if it makes you stronger.

🖍 YOU LITERALLY TRIED TO KILL THE PEOPLE WHO SAVED MY LIFE!

🖍 A fish person-

[Her mood immediately changes as a tendril slams into Bird.]

YOU TRIED TO KILL XENIA!? AFTER WHAT SHE DID FOR ME!?

THE FUCKS WRONG WITH YOU!?

🖍 Aaand? I know there's *something* you're not telling me.

What. Is. It?

🖍 I know there's something you're not telling me.

What else happened?

🖍 ...who was it?

🖍 Care to elaborate, Justitia?

🖍 Fine, but we're talking about all this after, okay?

🖍 OI!

YOU TWO!

STOP IT!

[Shadowy tendrils seperate the two.]

🖍 No, you're staying too.

[Justitia also gets grabbed by the shadowy mass.]

🖍 WOAH WOAH HEY HEY WATCH THE WORKSHOP-

Haaahh... that's gonna be so expensive to fix...

🖍 [Masses of shadow reach out and wrap around Hatred.]

Stop.

🖍 [After hearing the commotion from outside, she exits the Workshop to go have a look.]

Okay what the actual Hell happened here?

[To say she looks unamused is an understatement as she glares at the two.]

🖍 Uh-

Heheh... alright... I'll go do some busy work then in the meantime...

[She wanders off into the actual workshop area.]

🖍 Pfft-

Heh... I mean, we could always have Cheshyre get you back, so it wouldn't be that bad.

🖍 Ah, fair...

[She sits Justitia down on a couch and walks off to grab some bandages, coming back a moment later.]

Sorry if this stings...

[She wipes the blood from their arms, before starting to apply the bandages.]

Comfortable?

🖍 We *do* have some, too. Would you prefer them instead?

🖍 Want me to grab a healing ampule for you? We've got plenty.