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[Strider03]

"Why are they naked? Because Hitler." Shef began pushing himself up, only to feel the tangling. . . tentacles? Well fuck that. He wasn't waiting. Muttering, he flipped the small blade out of the scaffolding surrounding his left arm, and began chopping at the tentacles. Once he felt himself a little less tangled, he'd pull himself up through a series of portals to the edge of the circle. Of course, if Fleur makes any indication that cutting these isn't a good idea, he'll cease immediately.

"Oh, and because Stalin too. Both the same Aramitama though."

[Empiricist]

Noriko
With a bit of effort and a lot of embarrassment you manage to tear your way out of the thicket. A magic circle appears at Fleur's feet as she reads a tome, slowly disabling the spell.

Shef
"ehhh..? W-what?"

You manage to cleave a bit of space and portal out. Vendelin for his part walks on over and summoning Dschinghis Khan, jams what appears to be a paper talisman with holes punched into it down into the circle. The tentacles cease their movement, though the dispellation looks like it may take a bit longer.

[Twinwolf]

Yuki was basically out of the berserk state the moment she processed that things were over. That said, she had concerns other than her nudity. She would attempt to reach her sister, cutting tentacles if neccesary but mostly just trying to get to Faith and give the girl a hug because she was pretty sure she'd need it. "F-Faith, are you ok, is everything where it should be-" she started rambling, only taking a moment off of it to heal the worst of the wounds the party had incurred.

[Strider03]

"You heard me." No, no point in snapping right now. Noriko was freaking out, Faith and Yuki were naked. Yuki was fine, but Faith obviously wouldn't handle this well. Best to keep calm himself right now. In this vain, he stepped back towards the entrance to the docking bay, putting himself in position to be around the corner if one of Noriko's spears went somewhere unintentional, or Faith freaked out.

"We fought an Aramitama, it took the shape of Hitler. One of it's attacks hit Yuki, blasted off her clothes. Thing later transformed into Stalin, it's last attack hit Faith. Clear? Now, mind telling me what's with the tentacle welcome mat?"

[Empiricist]

Shef
"An ambush. We were told the Aramitama might try and make a break for it. Figured we didn't stand a chance if they went after us so our best bet was to stall so you guys could catch up. Fleur set up that circle, Evi had some psychic web set up on top of that, we were plannin' on nailing them with one of my talismans and Mary's pressure thing as they came through, figured it give you guys a chance to take them down. If it came down to that I mean. 'course we were hiding out a safe distance away and all this set up takes a bit of time to dismantle. Sorry 'bout that, but y'know, better safe than sorry." _(Vendelin)

[Powder Miner]

Faith wouldn't have thought that her day could possibly get much worse but it seemed that her life had more bullshit to pile on her yet.

Firstly, though she'd killed Stalin just fine, she'd been hit by the dregs of his attack... and though it hadn't been enough to actually harm her, much less kill her, it had been enough to take a usual problem of hers and make it reach its natural conclusion. Faith was now left without... much of anything, something that would no doubt leave some of her teammates with profoundly mixed feelings, especially as no doubt could reasonably be left as to the fact that she was... quite gifted, in most respects, given that it had been made very visibly clear. Now, this would have been enough to shake Faith deeply if that had just been that.

But it wasn't just that, it wasn't just that at all. The moment Faith appeared back in the world, she felt herself entangled, being brushed up against in a great many ways as she was caught in a security field of restraining tendrils... and she was left with the horrible realization that this was basically the situation in Fleur's book. Faith choked and sputtered in shock as the things kept moving, jostling her around, and then the moment that they finally stopped moving and allowed her to properly move her arms, Faith screamed at the top of her lungs and threw an arm downwards at the floor. This movement of her arm, however, just so happened to be matched with a wave of powerful dark energy, which neatly obliterated all the tentacles in its path, continued to the floor, and blew a large hole into it, spiderwebbing the area around her with cracks. Faith, now no longer supported by the tendrils, dropped down into the crater she had left, and very promptly folded, hitting the ground and then curling into a fetal-position ball in an attempt to at least keep the worst of her state off of display.

And then she began practically crying her eyes out. (...again, but harder than she had yet today.)

[Empiricist]

Faith
Well, that seemed to do the trick. No need to dispel the circle if it gets reduced to a fucking crater.

"S-satou!"
A shadowy distinct butler snatches a set of clothes from Fleur's hands and leaps down into the crater draping them over your shoulders.
"I-I'm so sorry! I-I didn't think you'd be naked!"

[Strider03]

". . .Good job." Shef said, sweeping his eyes dissapprovingly across the scene and noting the appearance of the large crater. Predictable, and nothing he needed to bother himself with. Now to the important stuff. He tapped his comms, to call the AI.

"We're done, you probably know. You sending a pick-up? And is there anything else you need done here?" The pick-up was probably a silly question. Yoake might have a vehicle, Satoshi too, and the AI would know to send one whether he asked or not. But he couldn't remember whether Yoake's car was in driving condition, and Satoshi just had the motorcycle right? And as to there being a vehicle whether he asked or not, he simply felt better knowing what to expect and when, and. . . he'd just said it off the top of his head really. Not really thought out, and he didn't care.

[Empiricist]

Shef
"Satoshi will be driving everyone back."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The golden translucent form of a chain formed in Minato's hand as Stalin warped towards Faith. Minato's eyes were blazing with fury and determination; he needed to stop Stalin, interrupt him, protect Faith at all costs. He'd let his guard down, but he wasn't done, not yet, not by a long shot. Even without Tsukasa's exosuit, he could still do something. His mind flashed into overdrive, the chain a half-formed fetter from somewhere, Minato hadn't quite processed where or what, but it was something. He flicked his wrist with a roar, reaching out towards Faith, the chain rushing towards Stalin to coil around their last vestiges.

Then Faith was stripped completely naked. The chain stopped in midair, completely straight and rigid for a moment, before fading and crumbling to bits, the show of willpower that had created it completely halted in its tracks.

Faith Tatsumaki was a very beautiful girl in Minato Kumon's eyes. Not that Minato was particularly demanding when it came to looks; slim or large, flat or busty, tall or short, brunette or blonde, Minato was a man who appreciated all women of all shapes and sizes. Besides, he wasn't looking for soemthing in their appearance, but he was looking for a nice girl; a girl he could get on with, so to speak. Not someone digging for the Kumon fortune, nor someone only with him for his looks; someone who liked Minato for who he was. However, he did realise it wasn't exactly easy to find a girl like that, not at his age; most girls (hell, most people) had to learn the lesson that decent people made for better partners than exciting or charming ones. Faith wasn't the most exciting or the most seductive girl, given the circumstances, but she seemed decent enough, kind enough for Minato. She seemed to like him because not because he was Minato Kumon, rich heir to the Kumon family, or because he was hot, but because he was Minato. And that was why Minato liked her. She was, very simply, a decent person. (Forgetting the matter of Noriko for the moment; Minato's feelings towards her were, though not as hostile as hers towards him, still a little conflicted).
 
That wasn't to say Minato couldn't appreciate the looks of a girl, though. Far from it. He'd gotten in trouble a few times with the ladies for that.

And Faith's looks were, by far, absolutely stupendous.

Minato's eyes drank in the view of Faith's perfect body; her pale, soft skin, her curvy body, her bountiful bosom, her shimmering blonde hair and more besides, more that he'd be focusing on for weeks. For a brief moment, Minato was stunned. She was utterly gorgeous. If this had been better circumstances, Minato could stand here all day, admiring the view. Faith really was beautiful.

Then a reminder that these were not better circumstances came, when the tentacles appeared (and were eliminated), and Faith collapsed in a crying heap.

Minato felt ashamed, briefly, and thankful that his helmet was still on, but right now, Faith was a priority. Noriko seemed fine for the moment, he could catch up with her later. Right now, Faith needed him more. Noriko could be mad at him all she wanted, but Minato would be damned if he let someone sit here, shamed for all the world to see, because he didn't want to upset his friend.

The boy slides towards her, scooping her up in a gentle hug, as gentle as he can manage, letting her use him as something to cry against, all the while shielding her from the prying eyes of the others with his body. He says nothing, does nothing but provide her with protection and contact, and sits there to let her have something to hang on to, while the shock of the day wore off.

[Powder Miner]

On one hand, the fact that she was now being crowded around and hugged by two people should have probably freaked her out. Her sister, who was hugging her from the side, was every bit as unclothed as she was, was hugging her from the side, and only the clothes that had been draped over her shoulders provided a layer to prevent Yuki from pressing a certain area directly against her. Furthermore, the guy she liked was ALSO hugging her mostly-clothesless body, and, well, Faith was large enough that the clothes couldn’t cover her there like this and she was squishing rather thoroughly against him.

On the other hand, he was at least armored so he wouldn’t be able to feel it, and having two people around her at least meant that she would be able to hide behind them... God, they’d seen everything, they’d seen everything...! Not only had they no doubt seen things she very much did not want them to, but the group and the mansion staff had seen her dropped into what were essentially the contents of that tome... despite the fact that Minato was one of these people, she wrapped her arms around him, sank her head into the crook of his shoulder, and bawled and bawled and bawled and bawled. The day had been far and away the worst one she’d ever had in Japan, and one of the worst ones overall, and this was only exacerbated by the remnants of her magically-enhanced breakdown running through her.

It took a few minutes for Faith to reach a state that wasn’t “overwhelmed with sobbing” — she was still crying, but now it had slowed down, the Negative Emotion mode had run its course, and Faith was capable of focusing on other things than crying into Minato. Faith didn’t find any words to say, but she did at least reach out and push Yuki away ever so slightly — Yuki needed to go get dressed as soon as she wasn’t covering Faith from view — and then she squirmed around a bit as she grabbed the skirt that had been tossed onto her from her shoulders, and slipped it on. Then she did something similar for the shirt, finally restraining her chest.

Now she was at least clothed. Visibly hastily clothed, with nothing under until she could get a better time and place to dress more thoroughly, but she at least wasn’t naked. With that out of the way, Faith still wasn’t up to talking, or to getting up, so she just sat there for a while, holding onto Minato and sobbing on him occasionally.

[Chevaleresse]

Noriko, for her part, had decided she was thoroughly overstimulated through the process, and flew toward the nearest thing that appeared to be an exit, subtlety be damned.

[Empiricist]

Everyone
Elvis Noriko has left the building.

[Twinwolf]

Yuki really has no idea how to handle this sort of situation, beside (when Faith pushes her away a little bit) physically screening her from the sight of the others. She really didn't care as much about getting dressed as Faith probably did, but the last time she'd insisted so she hastily dressed herself as well once Faith was set. At that point she just returned to trying to comfort Faith but not really having words to do so. She also made sure to pick up Faith's regalia from the ground - no sense leaving that there.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Minato just holds Faith still, letting her hug him tightly, ignoring the fact that her chest was squashed against his armor. Not that he could feel it, but if this were any other situation, this would be heaven.
"Just let it out, let it out. Don't worry. I got you."