Midnight Rooftop Alliance

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Amiya: Stay down—its claws are already stained with three patrolmen.

Integra: Identify yourself, girl. This isn't London.

Amiya: Rhodes Island. And if you want to live, you'll move when I say 'now'.

Elegg: Delivery for one oversized mutt—express mail!

Integra: Someone explain the tactical situation before I start shooting allies by mistake.

Amiya: Five more scaling the north wall... I can slow them.

Integra: Magic circles and bunny ears—I've fallen into a Saturday-morning cartoon.

Elegg: Relax, ma'am. After this we'll swap origin stories over coffee—promise.

Integra: I prefer tea. And if we survive, you're drafting the after-action report.

Amiya: The art's holding—Dr. Kal'tsit never mentioned they bleed smoke...

Integra: First time seeing a head shot that wasn't red, rabbit? Welcome to my Tuesday.

Elegg: Delivery confirmed—signature required!

Shadow Beast: *dying snarl that fades to smoke*

Integra: Four more approaching. Your glowing friend there is effective, but I prefer solutions that don't require a staff meeting.

Amiya: My arts need time to recharge. These creatures—they're not from Terra.

Elegg: Three on the east wall... no wait, that's definitely four. Math was never my strongest subject.

Integra: Neither was staying alive, apparently. Anyone got a light? I'd rather face death with nicotine.

Amiya: Don't— tobacco is terrible for you, and the smell is bad.

Integra: I refuse to die without a smoke in my mouth. And if we survive this, I need to know what the hell is happening!?!