If you try and point them out, they'd forget you even said anything. Even if your in the middle of a conversation.
Does Not Compute
She smiles at you and readies her blade.
You keep your gun pointed at her, but you give diplomacy one last try. You aren't as adorable as Nepgear, but you like to think you have your own roguish charm. Or at least your mom thought you were cute. "Do you really want to work with the people that hurt your sister using your face?" Wait, no, that was actually kind of provocative…
Her mouth widens, but it isn't in a smile. "I haven't forgotten. Believe me. But…" She shakes her head slightly. "Better scared than dead, right? So I won't hurt you too badly~"
She moves - no time for a plan - she's in your face before you duck around and behind her. Though a member of Team GEAR is on every side of her, you feel as if you're the one surrounded. Gabriel deflects Sega's sword with her own, though not without a grimace. You're going to have to tell Nepgear you shot her sister in the back, you think, because it's that kind of day. After taking a step to the left, you fire, for all the good it does. You feel a wave of power caressing you in a
completely heterosexual way.
Over the roar of your gun and his own, Michael shouts. "Dammit, girl, you're being mind controlled!" Really, man? On the other hand, you just sort of assumed it wouldn't work, so it might be nice to- Sega jerks.
She dodges around your next volley of bullets as easily as ever, but she isn't trying to hit Gabriel anymore.
Encouraged, Samael joins in, "Fight it!"
Sega glances over and starts to move- you glide a few steps and shove your gun right in where her face will be and
fire.
"Guess mind control isn't as easy to break as that, huh," you say. She jerks again- but she spins around before Gabriel's sword can touch her.
"Mind control," Michael says. "You are being. Mind controlled. There are so many strings on you I don't even know where to start counting. You're being mind controlled."
She's just sort of… standing there. "Keep it up," you say. He does so.
"Okay," you say. It's a bit of a silly weakness to have, you think, but you'll take anything you can get. "Gabriel, you grab Nepgear so we can get- ohshit."
Without all of your focus, the edge of Sega's sword nicks you before you can escape. It will heal. "Huh?" she says. "Oh, wait, you guys must be Team GEAR that-"
"That brand is controlling you," Gabriel says, her face now looking only a quarter destroyed. "Darkness is corrupting your thoughts."
Sega looks disoriented, but only a bit, "Look, I don't know what you guys are into, but keep it down around-"
Michael resumes his mantra, and she stops talking.
"It's adapting," you say, as if it weren't obvious. You unclip your radio and set it on the ground; these things are almost more useful than guns. "Mike, keep talking. When we leave the room, use your radio." You walk over and haul the nearest magical girl, Hero, on your shoulder. You glance nervously at Sega. "Do the thing, and let's… do the thing." Gabriel, as the strongest, gently picks up the most valuable cargo, and Samael hoists Goddess White. Michael keeps talking, but he looks pretty annoyed about it by now.
As quickly as you can, you back out of the room.
You bump in to far too many xenomorphs, but you mostly make it out alive. Except for Maiden of the East, who only Gabriel seems upset about, and Angel, which is a damn shame. You leave plenty of corpses strewn about most of the dungeon, but the only evidence of your presence in Nepgear's chamber are bits of metal, bloodstains, and a squawking radio.
"Fuck," it says. "Next time you do it, James. I can't even think of anything but mind control now." The radio cuts out.
Back in the room, Sega blinks. "Guys, where'd you go?" She looks around. "Little sis?"
The room explodes in a burst of light, but there's no one left to fight.