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[Sanure]

((*Hugs SB and Projeck-chan

I don't like it when you two cry...))

[Projeck37]

((_{It's just a very... touchy subject with me... and not for SB's reason...}))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((*glomps Projeck*))

[Projeck37]

((Oh, uh, hey Elf.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((*glomps and nuzzles*))

[Projeck37]

((*Projeck is glomped and nuzzled
What are you doing, Elf?))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((I wuv you~))

[Projeck37]

((You said before that you didn't  ))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((~))

[Projeck37]

((I love another, Elf~))

[Akroma]

Icarus trails Winry like a shadow, not for a moment leaving her vicinity

[Projeck37]

Meanwhile, Ashley is in an abandoned factory in London. In front of her lay two slain mercenaries, and another that has been recently-paralyzed by her. His face has probably seen better days, too.
"So, tell me who hired you to follow me, or you'll end up worse than your two friends here."
She twiddles with a spherical object in her left hand. It had a purple glow through the dividing line between the two separate halves of the sphere. What it did, was unknown to her, but she was certain it wasn't something she wanted to be thrown at her, or used on her.

The mercenary simply groans, and puts both his hands on his spine in an attempt to ease the pain. Well, in the part that he could feel. Ashley strikes his forehead with the hilt of her katana, knocking him out. She slings him over her shoulder and teleports to Kyle's castle, perhaps into the living room where Winry and ICARUS are. She sets the mercenary onto the floor once she arrives, and proceeds to slump into a chair. She was bleeding from her stomach, where a bullet grazed across her.

[Akroma]

"O..okay?..Uhm...do you want to explain yourself, or does medical attention come first?"

[Projeck37]

"Mercenaries hired to kill or capture me. I have no clue how they knew it was me, since I wasn't in my normal form... they were only carrying these, and guns. And don't worry about the wound... it'll close on it's own in a minute or two."
She tosses ICARUS the spherical object.

[Akroma]

Icarus tries to the scan the object