C. Tyo spits in Reds face and lets herself be taken into police custody.
Tyo spits in Reds face.
The other girl sighs and wipes it off. I keep giving you chances Tyo, but youre just too stupid to properly take them. Nonchalantly, taking Seon on her shoulder, she swiftly strides over to the semi-conscious Ninja on the platform floor, touches her hand, and, with a flash and a crack, they both vanish into thin air.
For Tyo, the next few minutes are what she imagines a bad Nyquil dream must feel like. Her scythe disappears somewhere, she feels herself being picked up by a squadron of angry-looking riot police, her wrists cuffed behind her back dragged up the escalators of the station, and out into the back of some sort of armoured truck. Kaiser has disappeared somewhere; Tyo has no reckoning where.
Amazing, she mutters to herself as she recollects her wits. I thought Id wake up this morning, just relax for a day, play Overwatch, maybe eat a nice pizza. And now, here I am, dressed as a magical girl, now somehow in the hands of the French police, who think Im a terrorist. She shakes her head. Just another day in paradise.
But she is almost glad for the time she now gets, just to breathe as the van rocks through Paris notoriously intense streets, safe from Reds machinations. She looks down at herself; her clothes, her manicure, her hair all seem to have scarcely been damaged by the events of the past few hours.
It is then that the full weight of the realisation that Ninja is gone - that Red has taken her to whatever fate might await - I have to get out of here! Tyo loudly proclaims.
A heavily accented voice shouts back at her; Tyo assumes it is probably a warning for her to shut up.
And so she resigns herself to closing her eyes.
Some time later, the truck halts, and the door opens. Outside, in the courtyard of what Tyo (ever the Francophile) quickly recognises as the Palais de Justice, stands a slightly tanned young woman in a black catsuit and blonde hair, casually speaking to a pair of gendarmes. One of the two helps Tyo to the ground, before unlatching her cuffs, and letting her go.
As a stunned Tyo watches the gendarmes leave, Oh, my names Nuka, the girl says in a perfect impression of a Valley Girl, and youd better thank me for this.
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Does Tyo
A. Thank Nuka
B. Not thank Nuka