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E-everyone! I think that my magic is working again! It was kind of tingly at first, and so I thought that maybe-

Anyway, this is very important! If you know anyone who is injured near the Latimir apartment building, then tell me and I'll come right away. I'll use all of my power to help!

Though, it might take some time if the damage is heavy, and please take others into consideration if you think that it will be better if I only close the wounds for now. The power level of my magic is still fairly weak. I don't know if this is just a fluke, or...

Please, leave it to me! I'm going to do my best!

[Suddenly, the sound of a plane flying overhead can be picked up faintly over the recording, fading out as it soars past.] ...?

Did anyone else hear that just now? I thought that I saw something, but... it's too dark out. I'm not sure.

[[ooc With the end of the fighting and her chip abilities in working (if not sort of weak) condition, Flonne will be going around casting healing spells on demand as much as her SP count will allow. Please comment for assistance, or feel free to assume that she helped treat any injuries if you're in the immediate area.]]

[BZZZAP!] Ouch! A-ah! I mean... [Ahem. Flonne takes on a more gruff and disguised tone of voice, attempting to cover up her high-pitched yelp of surprise from before.] Ouch.

[Clearing her throat a little, she flicks on the camera function of the communicator, and it pans up to... a white motorcycle helmet. Yet those two red eyes behind the shaded and scratched up visor seem strangely familiar. (If the frequency alone wasn't enough of a giveaway... along with the swabs of old acrylic paint that look like wings on each side.)

With a note of approval hitting her voice, she takes a small step back... and then strikes a heroic pose!]

Citizens of Discedo! We have reached a moment of crisis, where an unknown enemy is wreaking terror and havoc across the city!

( We interrupt your regularly scheduled post for an important message. [[Not an IC-cut]] )

[She raises both of her arms up in the air, as if cheering on the viewers.] United together, we're unstoppable! Goooo!!

[Grinning smugly behind the helmet, she gives a salute to the camera.] I believe in your power, as a messenger of justice. [Click.]

. . .

[With the camera switched to voice mode, and not actually off, Flonne can be heard exhaling in the background.] Whew. That thing gets really warm after while...

[Thunk] --despite the trouble it took to gather everything up, I think that I can put it toward a good cause!
Of course I won't forget to do my training either.

It's perfectly thought out. We'll call out the "mansae" over the public network, luring him out into the open. He is an offender of the worst kind, but I'm prepared!

[Flonne beats her fist against the hard plastic of a pair of oversize shoulder pads.] See?

Dressed like this, I'll remain safe from any groping he might try to use as a counterattack. We'll be able to conduct our talks with the culprit safely and peacefully. No problem! ♥

Now, I understand if you're worried. But I am absolutely determined to do this. You've done more than enough for me in the past, and I greatly appreciate it. -- But I can't allow this to go on without being able to do something about it myself!

That being said, you can join me if you still feel concerned. Oh, and... um... I might need just a small favor anyway, Lute. [...] Could you please help me walk downstairs? It's really hard for me to move around freely wearing all this equipment.

[[ooc The Final Confrontation against mansae is go! The mission statement was accidentally caught on recording, but feel free to notice a determined Fallen Angel attempting to walk downstairs from the second floor of Latimir in a near-complete set of hockey gear.]]