[So many things happen at once that Lisa almost loses herself in the chaos, and it takes a moment to let as much of the situation flow in as she can handle right now. A moment is all she has, of course, but that much is enough for her to... not entirely calm down, but at least center herself enough that she can feel right in her own skin after a deep breath. Or, at least, that she can reconnect to the fight around her without feeling quite so frazzled.
Rhodonite is conscious that the Torment she hit whizzed straight past Hanako (oops) to chain into another one and poof into glitter (yay!), that Decadence is keeping up and has time to crack jokes (huh), and that Ai-Doll is praising her and laughing happily (oh gosh oh man can't process this now). But the thing that occupies the most space in her mind is-!]
Roadie!? Seriously!? That's-
[She makes a show of puffing up about it, but. She's not mad. That much is visible from the expressions on her face, which... flicker through (lessened) frustration, determination, minor annoyance, a little bit of affection, and perhaps most importantly hope. It'll be okay. She can deal. She's not out of the woods entirely, but Rhodonite should manage, as long as nothing goes horribly wrong. To keep it that way, she flips her bass back into her hands, starting to play a low, poppy melody to keep the Torments' attention, humming along quietly enough it'll be hard for anyone but maybe Ai-Doll to hear.]
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Rhodonite is conscious that the Torment she hit whizzed straight past Hanako (oops) to chain into another one and poof into glitter (yay!), that Decadence is keeping up and has time to crack jokes (huh), and that Ai-Doll is praising her and laughing happily (oh gosh oh man can't process this now). But the thing that occupies the most space in her mind is-!]
Roadie!? Seriously!? That's-
[She makes a show of puffing up about it, but. She's not mad. That much is visible from the expressions on her face, which... flicker through (lessened) frustration, determination, minor annoyance, a little bit of affection, and perhaps most importantly hope. It'll be okay. She can deal. She's not out of the woods entirely, but Rhodonite should manage, as long as nothing goes horribly wrong. To keep it that way, she flips her bass back into her hands, starting to play a low, poppy melody to keep the Torments' attention, humming along quietly enough it'll be hard for anyone but maybe Ai-Doll to hear.]