Luck be a L A D Y [Sey/Invite]

[Virgil Montage]

Where the hell is this godforsaken train taking me… groaned the Mad Hatter. His eyebrows furrowed into a slight ‘v’ shape as his perfect complexion of serenity broke of his lack of apparent patience. A gloved hand rose up to rub his temples softly; his patience eroding away from all of the idle sitting. He could hear within the distance the motion of the train moving forward but knew little of the destination it was bringing the Hatter to. Not that he really cared, but at the moment his patience was wearing thin. The Mafia Boss closed his turquoise eyes in an irritated fashion not enjoying the wild ride the Phantom Train had been giving him. Virgil was making multiple mental notes on what to complain about of the strange train.

He let a sigh escape his lips, the breath turning into a breeze and flying off to some distant land. Every now and then the train would tremble beneath his feet, and it brought uneasiness within his stomach. He did not realize it was going to be a bit of a bumpy ride when he got on, and he could swear he was hearing voices scolding him for making such a stupid move. Who in their right mind goes on a paranormal train that does not have specific locations marked out on where it was going? He blinked a couple of times for a moment before chuckling darkly to himself. Apparently not him. He took a split second to realize that he didn’t have much of a right mind. He was the Mad Hatter for gods’ sake. He nearly forgot why he came on the train in the first place.

“That’s right. As our God decreed it, so shall we abide his wishes,” he mused to himself. The Mad Hatter held enough memories to recall of the information that proved rather convenient to his circumstances at the moment. Not that it truly mattered for the whole picture but it was rather convenient to understand what Chaos wanted. He wasn’t sure how the others felt about the god of Discord who summoned them to fight for him, but he felt privileged to be working with the very deity who supported his lovely Mafia in Wonderland. Fighting? No problem. Killing a goddess? That would be a bit tricky, but it was quite possible. Especially taking on her pesky little warriors as well, but on a good note, he believed that all good things would come with time. Digging through his pockets, he pulled out a pack of cards, and started shuffling them idly. A devilish grin plastered upon his face. “Isn’t that right, Gold?” he asked seemingly to nobody in the room.

Closing his eyes, his spirit for the most part, began to take on a new form from the inside out. The grin on his wide face widening from ear to ear. His impatient exterior quickly changing into a quiet eerie collective stature. When his eyes opened up, the vitality was gone. A pair of turquoise jewels for eyes flawless and pure of the very meaning the feelings poured out from the core of his being, madness, flickered. “I agree, Silver.” replied the Hatter. Yes, to himself, talking to the other side of his personality.

Insanity was like a diamond in the rough.

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[Seyka]

Oh my goddess! Why is it so cramped in here?! It’s so freakin’ stuffy… I feel like I’m going to pass out! I want off of this crazy thing~! I’m gonna diiiieeeee!!

There was only one thing going through the unfortunate cat girl’s mind: it was way too enclosed for her taste. Sure, it seemed bigger on the outside given for it’s size as a train, but little did she realize how small the space it was inside. It was a claustrophobe’s worse nightmare. Guess what? Seyka was claustrophobic. Very claustrophobic. When the poor kitty took a glance of how it looked inside the minute she got on, and knew right from the start she wanted off. Though the doors closed on her before she could manage to sneak off of the ghoulish train, and has been stuck on this seemingly endless trip for a good while now. This is what she gets for trying to satiate her curiosity. She could swear it was going to kill her one of these days.

This is totally the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life! I’ve gotta find a way off of this thing!~! ;w;

Seyka mewed pathetically, curled up in a fetal position, as she laid her petite little frame against the plushy cushion of one of the chairs aligned in one of the many rows. For the most part of the trip, she had been laying low with no drive whatsoever to move from her spot. She was almost convinced that she was the only one who regrettably rode on this strange moving train. The last thing she needed was someone directing any sort of attention on her. She was in a very moody mood of moods. Catty – if you will~ She was trying her hardest not to start hyperventilating. Her sweet lavender locks fell to the side as she clenched her fists.

Questions eluded the poor cat girl such as who was driving this spooky train to begin with? Or if she should be on her guard watching out for Chaos soldiers. She couldn’t imagine the danger she managed to slip into…

And she wasn’t even trying!

[Virgil Montage]

Silver… how much longer do you intend to sit on your ass? I swear I’m prone to motion sickness here! Gold chided. Silver let out a mental sigh, annoyed with his other half griping for the most part of the ride.

Good things come to those who wait, the sophisticated part of Virgil replied.

Well, I’m not expecting anything good out of this, so I’m not waiting; get up, we’re moving.

Yes. These arguments were very frequent. Due to his split personality disorder, there was always a fight going on inside of his head. What made the arguing worse is the fact because of these sudden mental outbursts he tends to change personalities quite a lot. Thus the Mad Hatter wrecks havoc wherever he goes to whoever comes in his way. Gold grew tired of waiting around not appreciating the sore ache forming on his poor rear from the two-bit excuse for furniture the train provided. By allowing Gold to take over his body, Virgil opened up his turquoise eyes, rising up from his sitting arrangements, and decided to go check out the rest of the train. There wasn’t a soul alive who’d complain if he left his seat to take a tour around the strange locomotive taking him who the hell knows where.

“Hm? Well, look at what we have here,” he flashed a dark, ear to ear wide wicked grin. His eyes narrowed out of the corner of his eyes, spotting a defenseless being laying in one of the chairs. Virgil noticed right off the bat the lithe form, and petite curves that the creature was no doubt female. She also had ears, and a tail… - wait! Cat ears and tail?! He only knew one person who had animal appendages.

“Cheshire cat?” he blurted aloud. No. It wasn’t the annoying cat he was partnered with so long ago. Just the thought of the damn cat brought an unpleasant shudder down his spine. Shaking his head, he quickly he lowered his gaze down upon the pathetic female laying down with her guard completely down. With his pack of cards in hand, he shuffled them as loud as he could make the cards clatter against one another – a sound to grab the cat girl’s attention. “It’s quite dangerous to be taking cat naps wherever you please, young Miss,” he stated, before taking out a single card from his deck. Waiting for the girl to respond, he idly rubbed the tip of his index finger against the sharp edges of his cards, the fabric of his gloves being toyed with by the blade-like edges.

[Seyka]

Her feline ears twitched up in an irritated manner. Of all of the rotten luck, she had to run into someone now! She opened one magenta eye to take a peak at her obviously unwelcome guest. What did mister fancy pants want with her? Can’t he see that she wasn’t in a good mood to play? Her kitty cat tail swayed slightly in a hostile manner. She didn’t need to sense the tinge of discord that dwelt within him in order to put some pieces together that this man was working for Chaos. The little kitty let out a yawn before lifting her body out of her previous position before stretching a little. Not that it helped release the tension in what little air she could breathe, but for the most part it was due to her feline habits.

With both eyes open, she stared at the male who grinned at her. The wicked color of his eyes peering right into her gentle magenta orbs was unnerving. Her stomach tightened with tension trying to breath out of her nose as much as possible. She had to keep her heart rate steady otherwise she’d go into a state of panic. Right now everything was hanging in the balance. “I don’t see a warning sign designating me to be careful on where I sleep,” she hissed, unsheathing her claws. So this is a Chaos warrior. He was either really bold to reveal himself so soon to her or completely out of his mind to think she was as vulnerable as he made her out to be.

Sey Sey didn’t look much but she wouldn’t be here if she didn’t prove to have some merit for Harmony, right? There was an internal conflict struggling within the back of Seyka’s mind though. She knew she couldn’t fight in a prolonged match, the train’s enclosed space would excite her claustrophobia to the point of exhaustion. A bead of sweat trickled down her temple as her eyebrows furrowed over the heated daggers that her magenta eyes glared at the Mad Hatter. She would not admit her weakness in front of an openly dangerous enemy.

“Look… I’m not in any mood to play, so scat, alright? There are plenty of warriors out there to pick from if it’s a fight you want. I know of a few who’d oblige,” she bluffed, making up all of the excuses she could make in order to get this guy out of her fur.

[Virgil Montage]

The Hatter watched the girl straightened her posture before searing her magenta eyes into his. She had such an adorable face; it was a shame that she held such a nasty scowl, tarnishing such a delicate feature. Virgil looked at her feline appendages once again. It wasn’t until he noticed the texture of her feline characteristics were different than his associate. Still, he considered it nothing short of vile. Cats were nothing more than vermin – diluted creatures of their fierce cousins, the king of the jungles, who wandered the streets, and alleyways. Virgil looked down at the lone card he pulled out of his deck before letting out a sigh from his lips. “They should. I must say… I’ve never been on a train where they allowed animals to stray about as they pleased,” he remarked, blatantly, “Tsk tsk. Pets should know not to stray far from their masters.”

Silver sighed internally. There he goes again. Insulting the poor girl, and from the looks of it, she wasn’t going to willingly fight him. It would seem that Gold would need to show her otherwise that he wasn't going to just let her go. What kind of warrior doesn’t accept a challenge from her enemy? Another thing he didn’t like about cats. Always sauntering their paws in whatever they wanted, go about with whatever they pleased, and had a hissy fit if they didn’t get their way. “Pity.” he shrugged, disappointed. Virgil returned the lone card back into the deck, and started shuffling it again, as he took a few steps forward as if to walk away. A grin formed upon his mouth.

Turning around in a flash of light, he threw three cards from his deck straight at the girl, two swerving to the left, and one on her right. The cards took up a bit of a curve before darting straight at the kitty target. “Listen pussy cat,” he started, “This is war. Are you not a soldier who swore an oath to serve Harmony? You were brought here to fight, and if you don’t, then I guess you’re just useless. Cosmos certainly knew how to pick them. Might as well do her a favor and take out the tramp.”

Virgil looked at Seyka with disgust shaking his head before brushing a free hand through his ebony locks. He began shuffling his cards again, watching what the stupid girl would do.

[Cassandra Sorel]

Well, this train appeared to have no destination at all. It reminded Cassie eerily of the trains that ran through Midgar, but this train was much more supernatural that the once city of technology. Leaning back against her seat, her mako eyes flickered to the ceiling above her. Endless scenery passed by her, and she had grown bored of looking through the windows. Honestly, the young woman was unsure of what to do with herself other than sleep, which would be a rather bad idea. Her memories were intact unlike many of the other Warriors, and she still recalled a few of the past Cycles. Blurred memories, but retained nonetheless. Crossing her arms beneath her chest, the young woman blew a stray blond strand from her cheeks. Well, the SOLDIER would be quite pleased with any sort of distraction at this point, and it seemed there was a skirmish in the next apartment. Cassie sat up, alert now to the sudden feeling of two presences she had not bothered to acknowledge before. What in the world was going on? Muffled voices met her sensitive ears, one female and the other distinctively male. Well, this was proving more interesting by the moment.

Cassie slowly stood from her perch from the seat, extending her hands to quietly summon Ebony and Ivory to her. The pistols resides quiet comfortable within her grip, the weight steady and familiar. She stepped down the aisle, heading for the door to the next compartment. Her senses tingled once more as the clashing essence of discord stood opposite of one from harmony. Well, so it seemed it was wise of her to stay awake and alert of her surroundings. A fellow comrade against one of the Warriors of Chaos. Her heeled boot was lifted to rest against the sliding door quietly, waiting for the right moment to announce her own presence. This Warrior of Cosmos was in need of her help, and Cassie was certainly not about to abandon her comrade. A silent whoosh of air was all the cue she needed to believe that an attack had been initiated. Her foot lifted to kick the door down easily enough with her enhanced strength.

Three bullets were shot off instantly, catching the sight of the cards. Shredding through the paper cards easily enough, her guns were aimed straight at the male that had attacked first. Her gaze briefly flickered over to the female that was the target, taking in her young appearance and extended claws. "Well, why don't we make that just a little harder, hmm?" she asked with a slight smirk. Her index fingers clutched the triggers of her pistols securely, watching the male before her warily. Something about him appeared quite off, and Cassie did not wish to take any chances. Hopefully the female would prove useful in battle, but the enclosed space worried her the most. Her bullets could possibly ricochet, but she still had her sword for close range if needed.

"Really, no manners at all. Attacking a defenseless woman? I'll enjoy wiping that arrogance from your face."

Oh, yes, her temper had been risen.

[Seyka]

Seyka stared. She arched an eyebrow up as her feline ears twitched, unfortunate enough to have to listen to his string of insults. Was this guy serious? He certainly knew how to rub insults in your face, but why did he have to verbally assault specifically at her feline traits? Apparently someone has had some issues with cats. Well, she didn’t want to break it to him but she wasn’t going to be bullied around by some stuck up aristocrat who had nothing else better to do but harass her. The atmosphere between them thickened and tensed as deep and turbulent magenta orbs clashed with cold and merciless turquoise ones. "Do you take pleasure in throwing cheap and petty insults on women?" Seyka scowled, her glare holding a thousand daggers and her voice laced with hate for not even knowing why he had to degrade her that way.

In a whirl of actions taking place, she flinched, frozen with tension for a moment in her seat the second she watched the cards fly in her direction, uncertain of what’ll happen if they connect. Though what kept her locked in her place for the most part was the sound of gunshots fired in the distance. Soon enough the three cards that were shot at her, were on the ground with bullet holes in them. The bullets tearing right through the paper, and flying into the wall of the compartment the three resided in.

Seyka turned her direction on over to where the shots were fired. A woman appeared before a broken down door, with firearms in each hand, in a timely manner – like something out of a manga, and came to Sey Sey’s rescue! Sey Sey smiled brightly back to Cassie, acknowledging her timely rescue, but decided to personally see to it to taking down the prick who wanted a fight to begin with. He asked for it. The cat girl rose up from her seat before crossing her arms over her chest. “Just because I refused a challenge doesn’t mean that I’m useless, douche bag,” she spoke bitterly, “The lioness only swings her tail to knock the flies off of her back.” That’s right, she considered Virgil nothing more than a fly. An annoying pest who buzzed in her ear nonstop, a creature who knew not when to cease his persistent badgering.

“Byakko,” she called out, “Come get your dinner~”

A low growl trembled throughout the apartment. Appearing out of nowhere, Seyka’s beast, the white tiger, Byakko arrived right on cue. The beast looked at its master as she pointed towards Virgil, signaling the monster to attack without delay. With a mighty roar, it lunged straight at the Mad Hatter, its massive claws extended in attempt to maul him down, and tear him to bits and pieces.

Byakko. 1/3 Rounds
Cooldown. 4 Rounds

[Virgil Montage]

Virgil grinned wickedly at the girl’s sudden reluctance to accept his challenge. You see? Sometimes when you want to get something out of life, you have to seize it within your grasp, and never let it go. Given the circumstances he placed himself into; he was rather pleased with the outcome of it all. Nothing brought out the best in a person than to put them under the heat. It was like watching furnished glass being placed into a crucible, waiting patiently until it finally cracks, starting out from the edges until the fine, fine lines stream up the shape until it shattered into a million pieces. He lavished in every little detail he put into antagonizing the girl. He wouldn’t stop there. Oh no, there was plenty of time to spare, and there was so much to do. "Women?" Virgil snorted disdainfully as he looked down at her haughtily. "You must be mistaken Milady, I do adore women so. I only despise little girls who think they can step wherever they please by shamelessly parading their charm. You have no place here in this war."

The Mad Hatter looked out of the corner of his eye, mildly surprise at the sound of guns firing from the door, and appeared now broken down. His eyes quickly turned over to the armed blonde, sizing her up, and instantly falling in love. “Now that’s what I call a woman,” he whistled. The other side of his personality was raging with frustration, and humiliation, trying to find some way to return back in control of his unstable mentality. It was tough when you had two personalities who didn’t agree with each other. Gold didn’t show signs of giving up the body anytime soon finding all of this exciting. The adrenaline was kicking into his system, and it felt like euphoria to place his life on the line. Luck be a lady – show them how nice of a dame you could be. The pickings have been lush.

The Hatter quirked an eyebrow up as soon as he returned his attention back over to the cat girl. Where did that exotic animal come from? His grin beamed with glee, watching with such twisted amusement, as the beast came charging straight for him. “Hmm…” he pondered quietly. With one hand holding onto his deck of cards, forty-nine to be exact, his free hand latched onto his elegant hat, before he rolled underneath the giant tiger as he came pummeling down. Regaining his posture, he turned his attention back over to Seyka, staring her down with degrading eyes. Bigger was certainly not always better. Virgil waited to hear the satisfying sound of furniture being broken to pieces of the foolish animal’s attempt to attack him. “Play with me ladies,” he said coyly. “Luck and intuition, play the cards, I’ve got spades to start.”

Flashing out the Ace of Spades card, it began to glow, until it turned into pure energy. Instantly, it formed into a lance, the point of the weapon was shaped exactly like the card suit it represented. Take out the summoner who called the beast out, and the beast would follow behind. “Here’s a warm welcome to you, my dear,” he lunged the lance straight at Cassandra, completely changing his target at the last minute. He did intend it for the cat girl, but he knew he couldn’t ignore her otherwise she’d have no problem shooting him in the foot for all he knew. Two more cards flew out of his deck and straight at the cat girl this time around.

Ace of Spades Cooldown: 3 Rounds
Deck of Cards: 47/52

[Cassandra Sorel]

Cassie was not sure whether to be amused or a little disgusted with the look this male gave her. His eyes slid up and down her body, and his comment had her blood boiling just a little. She refrained herself from shooting a clip of bullets right at his handsome face. A slight smirk crossed her lips instead, and she pretended to be unfazed with his comment. A girl had to be alert and wary of her enemy after all. What had started this fight to begin with? it appeared her ally had done little, so it was merely a Warrior of Chaos being just as troublesome as usual. Honestly, the SOLDIER had had more than enough fights with these idiots over the past Cycles, and she wondered when it would all stop. Well, Cassie may as well enjoy the entertainment while it lasted. His range appeared to be long with those cards of his, but he could have a hidden weapon. Her best strategy would be to stay behind and provide a rear offense--was that a tiger?! Long-winded thoughts were abruptly cut off at the sight of the massive beast that had appeared out of nowhere. Well, it looked like the younger female was a summoner of some sort.

The tiger was running straight for the Mad Hatter, but Cassie expected him to retaliate in some way. As she had expected, he grasped his hat and slid under the lunging beast. Strength did not always equate quite well with speed. Grasping Ebony and Ivory more firmly, the young woman felt her form tense as the Warriors appeared to have a certain vendetta against the feline girl. What was his problem? From what she had heard, neither of them knew the other, and most likely came from a different world to begin with. Cassie did wonder if this Hatter was as mad as she sensed, and it worried her about his unpredictability. Glowing eyes narrowed at his words, and her lips quirked into a rather devious smirk of her own. "Well, it's a good thing I enjoy games," she replied lightly. A card was pulled from the deck, and began to glow--it just flashed a neon DANGER! sign. The energy formed into a lance-like weapon, and she just knew where that would be aimed at.

"Sorry, but I don't think I quite like the gift!" she retorted sarcastically, hastily forming a large shield before her. Golden energy arced to form a shield that covered her entire form from view. Royal Guard absorbed the flying lance sent her way, and she held her breath as two more cards were sent at the girl. Well, she certainly hope she could put those claws to use, because Cassie was about to get down and dirty with the damn Warrior of Chaos. The shield dispersed at the attack was dispelled, and so Cassie threw her arm out before her, casting a hasty Thundara spell to keep him from getting any closer to the feline woman. "How about I give you my own gift, sweetheart?" she called out icily, quite intent of repaying the favor of that previous attack.

Her index finger pulled the trigger of Ebony, aiming a well-placed Gunslinger bullet toward his leg, not quite wishing to kill him yet. Where would the fun be in that?

Royal Guard: Two round cooldown.
Gunslinger: Four bullets remaining.

[Seyka]

Seyka watched as Byakko pummeled straight into the furniture. A loud CRASH bellowed through the compartment of the train as splinters, and broken parts of the chairs were found scattered about the floor. Her magenta eyes focused carefully at the Mad Hatter’s next move. For a split second, she was seeing double vision, which she quickly straightened her sight by biting down on her bottom lip. She couldn’t give into her claustrophobia now of all times! Her kitty cat ears perked up at the sound of cards flying through the air, coming straight at her. Her eyebrows furrowed as she timed the swings of her claws at the cards for blades, a flurry of slices digging their way through the surprisingly thick material the cards were made out of. No wonder they had sharp edges! Still, Sey Sey’s claws proved victorious in the scissors over paper round~

If he had plenty of time to run his mouth off then he better be prepared for what’s coming next. The last thing she needed was somebody else to tell her she hasn’t grown up. Just because she had a baby face doesn’t mean she’s as young as she appeared. Once again, she was tormented by the graces of youth~ Who was he to judge who was or wasn’t suitable for the war? If there were any alternative way to stopping this war completely without having to hurt others in the process then she would’ve found that method already. The Mad Hatter without even realizing it, played an underhanded tactic, pushing the cat girl to battle him out while she was in no condition to fight. Her breathing was slowly, but surely growing shallow.

Byakko was up and out of the debris it made from its attempt to assault the lone opponent. The white tiger growled menacingly, coordinating with Seyka, who was processing a way to tag team with Cassandra against Virgil. Very slowly, it prowled on his paws onto the other side of their enemy, having both the blonde and the lone male in view. The little kitty girl felt content in putting her faith in her new comrade, who came out of her way to help Sey Sey out. With the command at ready, she whistled as soon as she heard the shot of a lone gunfire aimed at the Hatter. Byakko gave a roar of a war cry before charging straight at Virgil, pushing all of its weight into its front paws to body slam the raven haired male to kingdom come~

“What’s the matter?” she mocked, “I’m standing right here. Can’t you come up with something else better than that? I haven't even moved an inch~”

Byakko. 2/3 Rounds
Cooldown. 4 Rounds

[Virgil Montage]

Wonderful. Just breathtakingly wonderful.

Virgil considered himself quite lucky at the moment to have two lovely young female warriors to play with at the moment. Apart of him felt guilty for having to destroy such charming girls - all because they served a goddess who in turn was the sworn enemy of his immortal master. The exhilaration in just being in the room was enough to wet his appetite of future sorrows, and grief to obtain. His cold turquoise eyes watched with amusement as his tactic proved fruitless, noticing the female SOLDIER draw out a power to block his incoming attack against her. Impressive. He rather liked Cassandra's full front approach in taking the battle into her own hands. Those very same blue eyes staring him down with repulse and degrade. Virgil's insatiable lust for the negativity within the room increased with each passing second as he fed (metaphorically speaking) off of the girls' tension in the heat of battle.

He grinned deviously as he stayed in place for a second with just enough time to watch a display of the magic spell Thundara to be cast. It was only for show, but it certainly was a pretty affect, but Virgil watched as she locked and loaded one of her guns, aiming the barrel at his feet. He arched an eyebrow up, trusting his instinct to jump out of the way a few seconds prior to the bullet coming straight toward his leg. He jumped backwards out of the line of fire - only to have his back slammed full on against the massive tiger's body, flinging him across the room, and crashing into another unfortunate furniture that happened to have been in the way. A cloud of dust puffed out into the air for a couple of seconds before clearing up, with Virgil heaving violently at the face front collision straight into the now broken chair of the train. "Ow." he said flatly.

Getting up onto his feet, he stared at the cat girl and her ferocious tiger, getting really annoyed with her haughty attitude. Though there was something slightly off about the cat girl - she was growing weak. He didn't understand it entirely, but Virgil sensed her spirit was in a lot of agony at the moment, and she was struggling with an internal battle against something that was weighing her down. She would fall to her own demise without the Mad Hatter leaving a scratch on her. Her tiger was certainly an nuisance, and must be dealt with accordingly, but his attention was solely fixated on the newcomer. It was rather noble of her to come to her comrade's rescue, but her attempts would be in vain if she did not see what was going on with the female feline anytime soon. "You talk big, milady, but shouldn't you be worried about your own welfare before spatting venom at your enemy?" he inquired viciously. Sure, Seyka didn't move an inch from where she was standing, but he could see right through her tough front. She couldn't move much to begin with.

He blinked a few times before realizing that his hat had been knocked off of his head, which explained the sudden lightness he felt when he rose up to his feet. He'll grab it later, but for now, it was impractical for the fight. "Pick a card," he mused, "Any card. It might be your lucky break." Shuffling his cards in one quick fluent motion, they flew from his grasp one after another, making a slight turn before gliding at Cassandra. This time he sent out a flurry of cards, should she move to dodge then his aim would move along with her motions, in attempt to land a slice or two. All eyes were drawn onto her, allured by her will to resist handing the battle over into Virgil's favor. It was still too soon to bring out anymore trump cards.

Ace of Spades Cooldown: 2 Rounds
Deck of Cards: 42/52

[Cassandra Sorel]

Cassie allowed a smirk to curl upon her lips, even as her precious bullet missed the mark. Honestly, she had four more left, and the sight of seeing the tiger bulldoze straight into the arrogant man was rather satisfying. The heat of battle always had her blood running hot through her body, and the adrenaline rush was quite the lovely touch. Her mind was whirring with possible battle strategies, but the tight space really did hinder her capabilities. Fighting long range was her specialty, but there hardly any room for her to go but forward and backward. The Hatter was flung across the compartment like a rag doll, but she could not bring herself to feel any sympathy. He was a Warrior of Chaos, and had been the one to start this battle in the first place with the poor feline girl. Speaking of the girl, her glowing eyes flickered to the female with worry. It appeared that she was rather off put to enclosed spaces, but she would have to simply overcome it. As mean as it sounded, the female would have to get over her fear to win this scrimmage. There was not much that could be fun, so perhaps the heat of battle would distract her enough, and so Cassie offered her fellow Warrior of Cosmos a reassuring smile. "Hang in there, okay? Don't go fainting on me yet, sweetie," she called to her with a slight grin, but it disappeared as soon as she looked back to the Hatter. Well, it appeared the furniture had taken the brunt of his fall, and amusement flickered briefly in her eyes. How fitting.

Her guns were still raised in caution, and Cassie knew it would not be quite that easy. It would be nice, but where would the fun be in that? The male stood back up, appearing quite miffed with his rather rough treatment from the cat girl. Well, it was his fault for picking the fight in the first place. "Why don't you worry about me, sweetheart? I'll give you all the fun you need," she replied with a sinister grin of her own, temper flaring as it burned through her. Arrogant and quite capricious, and just the type of man that had her wanting to shoot him multiple times. Allow her comrade to focus on her own demons at the enemy, and Cassie would use herself as bait. Honestly, it appeared all the younger female had was her claws in case of close combat, and at least Cassie had her strength and basic combat knowledge to aid her. Sloppy, but may as well take advantage of the enclosed surroundings. Too bad such a handsome face had to be damaged. Not that she would ever admit to such a thing, and the errant thought merely made her simmering anger more tangible. Stupid, stupid thoughts. Stupid Warrior of Chaos that had to be arrogant and good looking at once.

His voice nearly had her shuddering from anticipation, and Cassie watched as he took out that insufferable deck of cards once again. Oh, his attention was all on her, and this would be bad. Well, she tended to over think battles, so why not be a little reckless this time? Glowing eyes took note of the amount, and this time there were five aimed her way. Absolutely wonderful. Instead of moving, Cassie allowed the cards to come for her, and so she quickly pressed both Ebony and Ivory together, her innate mako energy fusing with one bullet, and the other with a Fira enhanced spell. Pulling the triggers of her guns, Cassie unleashed her Jackpot shot, tearing and incinerating through the cards, but still continuing toward the Hatter. Whether all the cards were hit, Cassie took no notice before she rushed off toward the arrogant asshole. Enhanced strength was quite nice, and so she raised her leg once she was close enough in a high kick aimed for his jaw. "I think I'm feeling really lucky right now."

Royal Guard: One post cooldown.
Gunslinger: Four bullets remaining.