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[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.]

[It's one thing for the wolf to come back with the portal gun, and another for her to come back without Chell. Which makes North nervous on a number of levels.]

I'm going to go look for her.

[Ammy glances between the two. She doesn't want any of them to split up...if the invisible thing comes back, then anyone left alone is going to be in great danger. And there is still the issue of Chell possibly doing something dangerous. She carefully puts down the origin-mirror weapon, and turns to go with North.]

[Emile, unhappy at the lack of response by FILSS, picks up the portal gun and looks over at it carefully. Too bad he didn't see which portal Chell had gone through last or he could put the opposite one here. But he hangs onto the gun for the time being.]

Let's all go. Ain't safe to split up.

[...considering how much blood is all over his suit, it's an accurate assessment, but Emile seems to be ignoring it.]

[As reckless as she might be in this moment, Chell had still heard the warnings about the life support being a risk: with only one exit, she'd need to see how much damage she could do around the main deck.

She went back about her silent rampage, prying loose and scrambling whatever panels and wires she could get her hands on. Without the portal device, her odds of avoiding the others went down by a lot, but she still knew how to be fast and quiet.]

[North nods, grateful for the help.]

That's a good point. Thanks.

I'm not really sure where to start looking though. It's a big ship.

[Okay, at least they were sticking together. They really needed to do something about those injuries, though.]

[Ammy ran over and nodded towards the portal that was still open, indicating they should go through it after her. Obviously this was the way she'd gotten out, and she couldn't use the gun again now that they had it. Even if she had some distance ahead of them now, Ammy figured she could sniff Chell out well enough. It was easier to distinguish one person's smell against all this uniform machine-smelling stuff, anyway.]

[Emile could really use a health pack about now, but he'd had worse before with a longer way to medical help, and that was without those handy potions. He could ignore it for a while longer.

He nodded at the wolf and went through.]

Can you tell which way she went? She accidentally opens an airlock or something and we're all fucked.

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