Necilia flung all of her weapons out in different directions, taking note of every direction they took. She smiled when she heard the first few 'pops' indicating that she had gotten some of her dopple gangers. She twitched her fingers and all of her weapons changed directions.
She had seen some of the puppet masters up close and was trying to duplicate their movements. She knew she wasn't perfect, but she got results.
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Jewel put her back against a tree, still not too far from the Akatski hideout and she was still none the wiser. Quite possible the reason she didn't know it was there was because she didn't care. She stared blankly into the forrest for a few minutes, not realizing it was really a few hours before she noticed the breeze on her cheeks.
She reached up and touched her face and realized she was crying. She was still only fifteen, and still techinically a child. But she couldn't remember the last time she'd cried, maybe it was when her brother died. That reminded her, she bit hard on her finger and touched it to the ground, "Summoning!" The spider appeared before her again.
She knelt by it and inspected the damage. "Damned Sasori." She muurmered, runnning her fingers over the black scorch markings of the puppet. She might be able to fix it. But at what cost? She didn't know how, and it would no longer serve its purpose if she did it wrong anyway. The only reason she still had it was because it provided protection and it was make my her brother.