You point at Gremlin, who has, as usual just been watching. "You say you see the curse on my partner, and that you have been tasked with cleansing this nation of shadow."
She nods. "This is true."
"Then start with Gremlin. Bring a smile to my companions face, or the bliss of a chuckle."
The woman leans down, looking Gremlin in the eye, who stares back unblinking. "Are you sure about this? This is within my duty, but to ensure that Ralts becomes my squire... we will have to hasten this rapidly."
The woman stands up and turns around, walking a few yards away and dismissing her psychic sword. "You see... when one is possesed by demons, or wishes to swear brotherhood to his knights... there is only one true way to do both."
She throws her cape back, and pulls out a... duskball! Not a safari-dusk ball like Carrie has. It's a legitimate pokeball. The ball opens with red light that swirls around the madwoman as her free uncaped hand is surronded by light that hardens into a copper metal handle.
"Squire, are my arms ready." Planchett eyes the Honedge which makes a sound simillar to metal scraping stone. "Good. Pull out your arms Lady Niamic, by your demand we must duel."
>WAIT! This is not laughter this is just violence. You are supposed to do this a different way! Do psychic stuff! Juggle!>Um er... *Toss out mimikyu*>Wait... wheres your second pokemon? >Write in>>5482508Yes but not the way you think it would. Insane people are just insane. Planny however, is a psychic as seen by the fact that they are able to simply create swords. Psycho cut isnt a easy move for a human to learn and in a prison... the fact that guards can not disarm her is very dangerous.
