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[Marvelous Miscreant]

I make my way to the guardhouse to find the captain.

[Philote]

Using my kinetic powers, I lazily dodge a swing from the man. I continue to effortlessly dodge his swings as he tires himself out. Once I let him waste his strength, I quickly grab his arm and pin him to the ground in one fluid motion.

"The rest of you, stand back or the same will happen to you." I pick the guy up and hold his arm behind his back. "You're coming with me while we go talk with someone about how this town treats Spades." I lead him off to someone official.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Meanwhile, an unfamiliar presence enters the small township. A female face curled into a feline grin, her now-red hair tossled about by the wind in wild beauty, she was easily recognized by the few Spades who walked about.

Their faces went from pleasant smiles and jovial laughter, to frightened and panicked. Upon being seen, her smile grew yet wider, and she reached behind her back...

As the madwoman tossed throwing-knives with deadly accuracy, pinning officials and other important people helplessly to the walls, and took out an abnormally large mallet, with which to destroy all that was in her path, the Spades cried out...

"Ru-ru-run!!! It's SOLITAIRE!!!"

Her hair now fiery, orangey and yellow, she cackled with demented delight, as they fled in terror from her rampage.

[Philote]

I hear the cries of the Spades that had driven the stagecoach I arrived in, and drop what I am doing to run to their rescue.

I stop in my tracks as I see Solitaire. "What...What are you doing in Club's lands."

I don't have time to think about the situation before a set of knives arc at me. I activate my kinetic powers and barely speed up to dodge each one.

She continues to use the combination of knives and mallet to keep me off balance as she toys with me while i'm unable to react.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I hear a commontion outside the guardhouse. I exit to find the streets in chaos. "Excellant, she's here."

[Philote]

I catch one of the knives with my speed, and use it to fend off the rest of the objects. She lazily fights with one hand against me and yawns.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"What's THAT?!" she cries out, pointing up, her hair now electric blue.

[Philote]

I sense the trap in the back of my mind, but can't resist looking up.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Immediately, an huge anvil comes toppling from the sky, out of nowhere, followed by a large wooden instrument with white and black keys, and a metal safe.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I see the falling objects and think fast. I grab a magnet from a nearby shop and sprint to stand beneath the falling objects. I raiise my empty hand upwards and channels the magnet's magnetic energy upwards. The magnetic waves blast the anivil backwards up into the air and into the piano and safe, knocking them away.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The two look down to see that the madwoman escaping into extradimensional space.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Great...where is she off to now?"

[Celadon's Penultimate]

A peasant replies, "I think I saw her run off in THAT direction! North! To the Hearts' Kingdom..."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Oh joy, more distance to travel."

[Philote]

"First the Clubs and now the Hearts as well? This is getting out of hand."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

==The House of Philian==

"Um...I think I officially hate tigers." I say as I shift back to normal.

The villagers come back out of hiding, and slowly start to cheer. The applause is short-lived, but appreciative by the busy people of this Hearts Village. As the others go back to their jobs, a man comes out of the tavern.

"Hey, you work for the House of Philian!"

"Ah, very perceptive of you." I roll my eyes with a chuckle, "Can I help you?"

The bartender smirks, "I actually think I can help YOU. You're lookin' for Gin, ain't you?"

I nod.

"Well, he's off in THAT direction." He points south, "Not sure if he made it there, by now, but he might be lookin' to meet up with his cohorts, Solitaire, Hold 'Em and Pokerface. Hope they never find each other..."

I look at him, confused, "Why...why not? What happens if they find one another?"

His eyes widen, "You...you mean you don't know? If they ever find each other, their personalities will clash. They'll be so infuriated by each other, they won't be want to work for ANY kingdom. They'll have full-on war, with or without the Sovereigns of Deckstack. Mass destruction and chaos, like Blackjack said."

I had heard of Blackjack. He, along with Trump, Rummy and Uno, were the Deckstack Dealers. Their intellect in the rule of Deckstack, its laws and social customs were unsurpassed. Prophets of doom and fortune, they were revered above all others when it came to how things were run.

I looked to my feet. This news was no good, and promised only to get worse, so I would to take my sweet time to get to the King and break the news...

[Philote]

"Thanks for the save back there. Do you have permission from the Clubs to join me as we chase after the freak up into Heart's territory?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

My lips twist into a mischeivous smile. "Who needs permission?"

[Philote]

"Clubs and their disregard for rules..." I mutter under my breadth

I set to work collecting the men that came with us, to prepare the stagecoach and our equipment for travel, and sent a letter to the rest of the Spade forces noting of our destination.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"We also have excellent hearing..."