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[Ammy knew the other two armored people were following her, which was good enough for now. She didn't know much at all about computers, but 'life support' sounded real important, and she still didn't like that look. Gotta nip this in the bud before something goes really awry!]

[She noted Chell pulling out a different gun...what sort of weapon was that, anyway? Ammy kept a mental paw on her brush, ready to pull up the canvas if necessary. Watch out, Chell, she's catching up.]

[Emile doesn't recognize the portal gun as such, but he does recognize it as some kind of gun and pulls out his own, more in warning than any desire to shoot his roommate.]

Drop the weapon and get away from the computer. Gettin' her help's going to be the best way to beat this invisible bastard.

[Portal gun out or not, North's pretty sure that taking out weapons isn't going to help matters. Not right now at least. Still, Noble four's right that taking out FILSS isn't going to help matters.

He speeds, getting ready to use his shield.]

[Maybe she can't outrun them in a proper chase, but this one's about to get a little more complicated. Still unheeding of Emile's warning, she shoots off a portal onto a wall ahead--one unfamiliar might be worried by the gaping hole this leaves, if not for the lack of debris, or any sort of blast, or the queer blue edges.

She'd tossed down a partner portal onto a stretch of floor a few halls back, so without pause she jumped through, unfazed by the disorientation. The others behind her, though, might not be quite so ready to jump from one direction of gravity to another.]

[Ammy checked back to see if the others were following, and grimaced. More guns out?! Oh, that's just what they needed! No matter what happened, she had to make sure no one got shot.]

[And then she saw Chell fire her gun. There was a moment of panic--except then it didn't seem to act like the rest of the guns she'd seen. It made a great big hole in the wall, which she just ran and disappeared into! Was this like a gun that made anything into an origin mirror? That had to be one of the strangest things she'd ever seen!]

[Ammy had already picked up a lot of speed and didn't really have the time or space to skid to a halt...especially on slippery metal floors like in this spaceship. There was nothing to do but jump right in after her. Leap before you think, right?]

[In this case, she kind of wished she had stopped to think first, as this wasn't at all like an origin mirror. She leaped out of the hole, only to find herself tripping over her own paws as if she'd just jumped out of the ground too fast. Wait...this was on the ground! Ammy struggled to regain her balance as she kept up the chase, but her head was still spinning.]

[Okay, they couldn't all keep this up. If that sort of weapon really could make origin mirrors wherever it shot, things were going to get awful complicated real fast. And she didn't want to risk the armored people behind her using their own weapons on her.]

[Keeping up her run (after a more than haphazard start), she pulled up her canvas, focused on Chell and painted a Veil of Mist. A field of purple mist spread out in a radius around the escaping woman, sending her into a state of extreme slow motion.]

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[...That is one kickass gun and Emile immediately decides he needs one once he figures out what it does. The Covenant had used teleporters, sure, but they were very stationary and needed an immense power source. This?

Oh, he could get behind this all right.

He takes a bare moment to observe the wolf and then barrel on through himself. Jumped through--

--and then with reflexes of long training he actually manages to land on his feet, though he is disoriented for a split second. Why didn't she ever tell him she had something as cool as this?]

Get back here!

[That may not have been the best place to lay a portal. Chell escapes unscathed; however, Ammy and North hear a low, menacing growl reverberating in the hall. It's Emile who gets the worst of it; he barely has time to recover his balance from the portal before he is blindsided completely by an invisible force, all but knocked unconscious. It may be difficult to injure a Spartan, but whatever is running around the halls has managed it, and heavily at that.]

[Of all the things to show up now. North's just glad he wasn't hit, and Theta immediately has the trackers on, trying to pick up the signal. Without a second though, North dives through the portal. His exit is less than graceful but he manages to land upright, but he's got potions out to hand to the spartan. They should help at least.]

[Thick purple fog rolling in from nowhere kept Chell from knowing properly of the sudden interruption to the chase. It also kept her from concerning herself with the snarling, smashing noises behind her, as time crawled past her.

Already wound tight as she was, the sensation of not being properly in control, of not being able to move as freely or quickly as she wanted, served primarily to spark an intense bout of panicked claustrophobia. Chell could not have cared less what had happened to Emile or the others, all she knew was that she needed to get away.

Slowly, too slowly, while the others were distracted, Chell brought the gun down to point at her feet. The portal North had leaped through vanished behind him as she dropped through the newly made one, spat gracelessly back into the hallway they'd all just left. Disoriented and still crawlingly slow, Chell struggled to distance herself from the fog and the sounds of scuffle behind her.]

[As if this couldn't get any worse! Ammy spun back around the second that she heard the growl...it was the creature, back again! And it looked like one of the armored people had taken a hit. She had to do something about it, before the creature got away! She'd have to worry about Chell second.]

[Even while the seconds were still ticking away on Chell's mist, Ammy immediately pulled up her canvas and painted another Veil of Mist in the direction she'd heard the growl come from. Purple mist spread out all through the hall, bringing things to a slow crawl.]

[She didn't waste any time. The second the mist started running, she called her canvas again and began searching the hall while time was paused. However, she still couldn't see anything else...even under her canvas, the creature seemed invisible.]

[There was one other thing she could try, though. Ammy began smearing ink wildly all across the canvas, in no particular pattern. If the creature was caught by the mist, and in the path of her ink spread across the hall, then it would get covered in ink and blinded by it.]

[She spread as much ink as she could and resumed time. Knowing she couldn't waste a split second, she hoped that slowing it within seconds of hearing the growl would work in their favor.]

[Begin knocked down--and nearly out--usually requires explosives or at the very least heavy machinery. Or something as strong as a pair of Elites. Needless to say, Emile is surprised more than anything else and his HUD readout indicates a couple of cracked ribs at the very least. Completely undeterred, he attempts to draw his knife and slash around to attack it, if it's near him, and if not he'll jump up to his feet and let the adrenaline bring him to his senses.]

Get back here, you bastard!

[North manages to stop himself before getting attacked by the Spartan, Theta throwing up a small shield just in case.]

Hey! I don't think it's around anymore!

[At least, nothing was showing up on his trackers.]

[Despite Ammy's best attempts, whatever attacked Emile knows how to make a very quick escape - namely, through the portal Chell had dropped through. She'll hear another low growl, but nothing follows up.]

[Still addled by fog and fear, Chell can't react to the growling but for freezing in place and hoping to get passed by. At least now she had a pretty good idea of what had happened behind her in the hall.]

[Ammy scanned the halls all around her as soon as time resumed, but there was no sign of anything covered in ink around her. She let out a short snort of frustration. Shoot! Her brush missed it somehow!]

[But then came that low growl again, this time farther away. She looked back, and saw that Chell had vanished, but that there was another one of those origin mirror holes in the ground. The sound seemed to be coming from there! She stole a glance back at North and Emile. At least they both seemed to be on their feet and moving around.]

[Sure of that, she turned around and sprinted back towards the portal...even if she didn't catch the creature, she had to make sure it didn't do worse to Chell, or at least also finally get Chell to stop. It wouldn't be good for all this chasing to come to nothing but getting hurt again!]

[Even though she knew it was coming this time, she still jumped out of the new portal feeling disoriented. She sprinted up to Chell, certain that the mist had cleared by now, which would resume the normal flow of time.]

[There's a conspicuously large amount of blood on the floor, but it doesn't seem to be deterring Emile. There is a flash as his shields charge back up, but he can tell that the whatever-it-is has left the immediate area.]

FILSS. You getting any of this? Where'd it go?

[The only real place for it to have gone, though, was back through the portal, so he'll be following Ammy back through and trying to see (or, well, detect) anything out of the ordinary.]

[The blood is worrisome, but there's not a lot North can do right now except try to get a potion to Emile. He follows Emile through the next portal, pausing for a moment to deal with the disorientation. He's going to have to inquire about that, somehow.]

Noble Four, catch!

[North lobs a potion at the Spartan.]

[Gulping down air, Chell feels time sync back up with her while the others charge in behind her. Too many of them, all together, making an easy target for--

It didn't matter. The monster wasn't her concern, or her fight. The others could worry themselves over it to their hearts' content, but she had things she needed to be getting back to.

Hoping to take advantage of their distraction, Chell slunk to her feet, sidling back again to the portal. If she could just get through one last time, she could cut them off and leave them to handle things on their own time.]

[It was clear that the other two men were distracted, and rightfully so, dealing with the monster's attack. At least North had a spare potion available. She couldn't hear it anywhere else nearby, so it seemed to be gone...at least for now. But since the two armored people were busy, she could see that Chell was trying to make a last getaway. This had to stop now!]

[Okay, she couldn't keep using Veil of Mist since it would keep running out, and Chell would keep running. And she didn't want to use Power Slash, since even though she could use it without harming Chell, it would feel like a smack to the back of the head and that may be dangerous with them already dealing with the invisible creature. A tree wouldn't take root here long enough, and wind would do nothing...]

[But by now, she was close enough to Chell to note something important about her strange origin mirror gun: there were large hook-like appendages on the end of it! That, she could work with.]

[Ammy immediately turned back to her two Spirits that had faithfully been keeping pace, (although they looked more than fed up with it), and began barking instructions to her Wheeflower: Konohana! Quick, quick, like we've practiced! Stay here, stay rooted!]

[Konohana did as instructed, rooting to the ground and spreading her petals out wide. Ammy pulled up her canvas once more, and focused her brush on the Wheeflower. As they had practiced, she could see green holy smoke coming off her brush over the flower. She painted a line straight from Konohana to one of the large hooks on the end of Chell's special gun, and the two connected.]

[When time resumed, that painted line turned into a vine that suddenly shot out from the Wheeflower and attached itself to Chell's gun. The vine pulled taut and then snapped back, dragging with it the gun...and anything else attached to it.]

[Another twinge of furious terror swung up as Chell jerked backwards unexpectedly, before she saw the creeper that had latched onto her gun, dragging her back towards a Spirit.

Again, the how or why didn't reign as the most important, only the fact that she was caught and only action would get her out. There was only one thing to be done for it.

The portal device whipped all the way back on the vine as Chell let go of it, and bolted for the portal still on the wall.]

[Keeping himself on high alert, Emile takes the offered Potion (possibly the most blatant use of magic in this place, but he's sure not complaining) and tries to reorient himself and get back to the main databanks to protect FILSS. Hopefully he wouldn't smack into Chell on the way, though he was going to have to sit down with her and have a talk about Why We Don't Mess With Life Support at some point. Inasmuch as she would talk, anyway.]

[North looked around, trying to find her on his trackers, along with anyone in the area.

Looks like she's determined to keep going.

[Ammy had been hoping that this would finally bring Chell to a stop, but...well, she kept on going even deprived of the origin mirror gun. She let out an exasperated sigh. This was beyond ridiculous!]

[At least she couldn't do any more of this hopping through walls. Of course, that left her with the weapon itself, still attached to the vine that Konohana had produced. The Spirit looked up at her with confusion, as if asking what to do now. She'd done as asked, right?]

[Ammy nodded, and pulled out a treat to give to Konohana as the vine faded. It wouldn't do good to just leave the gun here, so Ammy carefully picked it up in her teeth by one end, figuring it'd be bad to have it accidentally fire while holding it like this. Once she had a secure enough grip on it, she trotted after Emile and North.]

[Well, what do you know? The wolf came back with a treat. Emile gave her a nod and tried to focus on the damages areas.]

FILSS? Everything okay on your end? Tell me what I can fix.

[The outcome wasn't ideal--really, the whole endeavor was a disaster, but if that was enough to put Chell off of trying, she wouldn't be around anymore. No more portal gun means no more easy escapes, but she can still try for as much damage as possible. All she has to do is find another good spot where she can keep going at this FILSS.]

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