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Re: Theodaric Enterprises
Something very much like a snarl gets kept down in Jo's throat, as she chooses her words carefully.

She gives up in about five seconds.

"Okay, here's the deal. We go in alongside your forces. We don't kill each other. We all make best efforts to protect each other like we would if it was just us. Afterwards, once we've rained down great vengeance and furious anger on this bitch and taken back our people, your truce offer goes into effect. If we think you're trying to be a weasel and just go by the words of the deal, instead of the spirit, we'll give you a warning. You abide by the warning, or I'll do something very unladylike." She lets out a sharp breath, and runs her hands through her hair.

"I don't know how else to put it. I'm not a hero, whatever anyone else on my team might be. I believe the best way to solve a problem is to hit it with as much force in as focused a spot as possible. Subtlety is for concertos and sonatas.

Now, can we just go turn these freaks into smears on the walls and floors?"

Her skin has paled as she's gotten more and more frustrated, just a touch, and the colors in her eyes are fading. She's not transforming, but it can be seen in the distance.