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# Puella Magi Adfligo Systema

- Thread starter Firnagzen
- Start date May 19, 2014
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    bad decisions dating mami tomoe diabolical laughter friendship is the best ship handholding identity crises microwaving tea gets you put in the bad place names are important puella magi adfligo systema puella magi madoka magica the body is the fursona of the soul this is not the baked goods thread we don't talk about rionna what could possibly go wrong? who in the world is azure sanfrancisco?

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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 4, 2014

- #1,445

You hiss in a breath. A puella magi, but one who's just running? Either she's new, very new, or trying to go undetected. You briefly consider Kirika, who you'd seen recently, just running, too.
Still, you can't let this go to chance, and you spring powerfully into the air, cracking the roof behind you. You hope no one was living in that building directly under your take off point; they'd probably have plaster falling in on them if not worse.
You soar through the air on a long arc, carefully angling yourself for where you sense the Barrier is. You squint at the rushing figure still approaching the Barrier, trying to make it out, but the wind rushing past your eyes makes it difficult to see clearly.
You land with a loud crack, shattering concrete under your feet. The paving tile is completely pulverized, and little chips go flying into the air. The puella magi, still charging at the Barrier, stops and looks at the source of the loud noise.
It's a little girl, no more than ten. A messy bob of green hair sits on her head, crowned by a white cat eared hat with tufts of hair poking out from the ears. She's wearing a green and white shoulder-less dress with little orange clasps and buttons. Her orange Soul Gem is displayed prominently on the back of a fluffy white collar around her neck, and on the front, a large orange gemstone.
Chitose Yuma.
She blinks at you, and turns to run for the Barrier again.
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Short update.
One thing I'm explicitly retconning by GM fiat is that Yuma's weapon is just a mace. Because no, fuck you, it does not have a godsdamned tail; who thought that was a good idea?
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 4, 2014

- #1,457

A frission of fear runs down your back, as you guess what's happening. Yuma's newly contracted, and rushing for a Barrier... which means that Kyouko is facing that unusually strong Witch that might kill her. You pick up speed, accelerating to inhuman speeds with long, bounding strides that leaves a trail of cracked concrete pavement behind you.
"On your left!" you bark at the green-haired puella magi, and she flinches towards the right just enough for you to bend down and scoop her up under your arms. Her breath whooshes out at your none too gentle snatch and grab - you can't afford finesse yet. Yuma stiffens in your arms, but before she can struggle, you snap at her, yelling to be heard above the rushing wind. "You need to get to the Barrier, right? Well, I'm not letting you go alone. Let me come with you."
Before she really has time to process this, you're already diving at the Barrier, feet first, Yuma still tucked firmly under your arm like a large, green rugby ball.
After the first, disorienting and nauseating moment in which you suppress your urge to tear the Grief from this place, you glance around at the Barrier. It seems to be made of a veritable forest of bare trellises that tower into the distance. They're bare of plants, but they're standing close enough that it looks difficult to manuveur between them. You can hear the sounds of fighting echoing from somewhere within the Labyrinth.
[] Maxim 10: Sometimes, the only way out is through... through the hull. (Dungeon bypass)
[] Maxim 1: Pillage, then burn. (Search conventionally)
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Sabrina: Pro at picking up the girls.
Also, another short update.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 4, 2014

- #1,481

You glare at the intervening walls for having the temerity to block your path, wishing that you could simply melt them away. You simply don't have the time to sidle between the rows of trellises, and-
You wave your left hand at the nearest trellis in the direction you can hear the fighting coming from, tearing away the Grief. You're rewarded by a roar echoing from the fight, and the trellis collapsing in sprays of what looks like sawdust.
A feral grin, and you take off towards the fight at a fast jog, the faux-wood frameworks simply melting away from your path. The amount of Grief under your control balloons rapidly, more even than usually goes into your wings of corruption, and you form the mass of Grief into a roiling, pulsating ring that orbits you, spinning slowly.
It's pretty cool, since you know what it does, but it probably looks pretty terrifying, from the outside, since you can practically feel the malevolence the ring radiates, and paying too-close attention to the maelstrom of deep purple reveals eye-warping, unsettling fractal patterns that dive deeper and deeper and deeper.
You leave in your wake a trail of splintered trellises and greying Barrier as you rend away the very Grief forming it away from the Witch.
The sounds of fighting seemed to have stopped, and you can hear furious, unearthly roars rapidly dopplering in your direction, you note, and instinct has you leaping to the side in a dodge that comes just as something massive crashes through the labyrinth, smashing a heavy, overhand blow at where you'd been moments before.
The Witch is an enormous, misshapen mass, a seeming scarecrow's head bound to a single, human foot and arm which it lopes around on in a motion at once unsettlingly fluid and yet eye-stutteringly jerky. The leg and arm move spasmodically, letting the Witch stagger drunkenly at you with deceptive speed. The scarecrow's head has been split in half, and devolving from where the eyes would be are huge, white worms with crudely drawn faces of their own.
One of the worms swings ponderously, and you spy in its mouth a body, one with a long, deep red ponytail, and dressed in a similarly red outfit clearly based on a priest's cassock.
Kyouko.
She's not in good shape, you observe with detached clarity. Her left arm is simply gone, as are both of her legs. Blood sprays as the worm reels drunkenly about, crushing down on her torso.
"Big sis!" a voice cries from your side, and you glance down at your carry-along, still bundled unceremoniously under your arm. Yuma's eyes are wide and terrified as she stares at Kyouko's greviously mangled body, before they set hard in determination. Pulses of magic roll off her, almost powerful enough to have physical force, and they converge on Kyouko, whose wounds begin to glow.
Well, you can't have the newbie showing you up, can you?
You glare at the Witch as it rears back for a strike, and snap your left arm straight out to the side. The Witch's worm-eye appendage, swinging down at you with crushing force, disintegrates, and what strikes you is simple grey powder. The Witch, mirroring the bird Witch you'd fought earlier, roars its pain in an alien voice that throbs and hammers at your eardrums. Yuma, still hanging by your side, squeaks in fear.
A glowing flash of red, and Kyouko breaks free, spear manifesting in her hand. She spins through a rapid flurry of stabs, shredding the worm that had been holding her in its jaws, before landing gracefully in a low crouch on her now-restored legs. She throws you a glance, but clearly puts you aside, deciding that the Witch is the bigger threat for now.
You turn your attention back to the Witch, and flay off its single leg with your mind. The Witch crashes heavily to the ground, bereft of support, and Kyouko leaps, spinning, and delivers the coup de gras as a heavy blow that carves the Witch in half.
The Barrier wavers, and you gladly release the Grief you've accumulated to join the Grief inrushing to the Grief Seed, which lands with an unceremonious clack between you and Kyouko.
The three of you evert back into reality as the Barrier complete vanishes, leaving you staring at Kyouko, and her back at you. She seems quite nonplussed with you. Yuma, still under your arm, wiggles. "Kyouko!"
You shrug, and set her down, whereupon she promptly runs over to Kyouko and throws her arms around the older girl in a hug. Kyouko seems to look at her properly for the first time, and her eyes widen in what you know is horror.
There's suddenly a spear pointing at you, held steady in Kyouko's outstretched arm. Her other arm's protectively wrapped around the younger girl. "Right, so," the redhead drawls. "Not that I'm not grateful for the assist, but if you had any part in Yuma here contracting, I'm afraid I'm going to have t' gut you."
"Big sis!" Yuma protests, tugging at her, but Kyouko pats the younger girl with her arm. "Hush, Yuma." The spear remains pointed steadily at you.
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Oriko Magica had some thoroughly weird Witches.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 4, 2014

- #1,514

You hold both your hands up, being careful not to make any sudden movements, what with the oversized spear head only centimeters away from your face. "Hey, I just saw your... sister? running to the Barrier and didn't think a little kid should go in there alone. I didn't even have time to ask for her name!"
"Yuma is not a little kid!" the younger girl complains, but Kyouko just draws her closer with her arm.
"Yeah? Why's she contracted, then?" Kyouko snaps, spear still unwavering.
"I don-" you begin, but are interrupted by Yuma again.
"Kyuubey told Yuma that I could be a magical girl like big sis! Sorry for keeping it a secret," Yuma says. "And she was just trying to help!" she adds, pointing at you.
Hm? Not Oriko?
"That little rat," Kyouko snarls. "Why? I told you not to- Later." She visibly fights back her rage, before sighing, and retracting the spear. She plants it on the ground next to her and leans against it casually, though there's a distinct air that that could change in a hurry. "Don't point, Yuma. It's rude." Looking at you, she continues, "OK. Guess I gotta thank you for the assist, then. Still, you're not from around here, and you're not new either. So yeah. This is my stretch."
She glances to the side and mutters something to herself that you can't quite make out.
"Yeah, I'm just passing through, actually. I'm Sabrina, no last name, new-ish from Mitakihara," you say, lowering your hands.
"'kay. I'm Kyouko, nice to meet you, yadda yadda," Kyouko says. "Mitakihara, eh? Whatcha here for, then?"
"I'm looking for a magical girl called Oriko," you explain. "Grey hair, green eyes, ojou-sama levels at maximum. Her magical uniform's white and floaty, and she has this ridiculous looking bucket-hat-thing." You mime with your hands the approximate shape of her hat.
"Nah. Haven't seen anyone like that," Kyouko says. "Yuma?"
The younger girl's still cringing from Kyouko's aborted scolding, though Kyouko's arm, still draped around her, seems to comfort her somewhat, with the way she's clutching it like a life preserver in a storm. She shakes her head timidly. "Don't think so..."
"Well, there ya go, then," Kyouko says. "If there's nothing else..." She's clearly hinting that you should be going away right now.
But hey, since when were you known for taking hints?
"One more thing, actually," you hold up a finger, before theatrically pushing up your sleeves, and displaying both hands in the classic 'see, nothing up my sleeves' pose, before detaching your Soul Gem and holding it out so that Kyouko can see the minor layer of corruption darkening it. You then draw the corruption from it, letting it hang loosely as a cloud.
Kyouko gapes at you, mouth opening and shutting like a beached fish.
"My powers let me clean Soul Gems," you explain. "Want a cleanse?"
"What the fuck," she manages, weakly, before her face hardens slightly. "What's the catch?"
You shrug. "None. Just a warning to be careful with Oriko, if she comes around. She said she's hiring, see."
"Uh... Yeah, sure, what the hell, warning noted," she says. "Not like I can turn down a free cleansing. Y' need to see my Gem or something?"
"No need," you say, already drawing the corruption away from Kyouko and Yuma's Gems. You add it to the cloud you already have, noting that both Kyouko and Yuma have quite a bit more than you did.
Kyouko grimaces, and detached her Gem to look at it and verify that it's really clean, before looking up at you. "So uh... thanks, I think. Now, if you don't mind, I've got things to talk about to Yuma here."
She's pointedly avoiding looking at the Grief Seed on the ground, you notice.
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- [] Yuma
- [] Grief Seed
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[] Offer to treat them to lunch [1]​
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Japanese children do tend to refer to themselves by name.
[1]​ Yes, you do have enough money on you to feed two bottomless pits. For a bit, anyway.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 5, 2014

- #1,545

You glance at the Grief Seed, still lying between the three of you. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Kyouko stiffen almost imperceptibly.
"Hey, you can keep the Grief Seed," you inform her. "This is your turf, and it's not like I actually need them." You wiggle your fingers to remind her of what you can do.
The redhead nods stiffly, but doesn't make a move towards the Grief Seed, instead continuing to watch you like a hawk. You shrug wryly, and turn to look at Yuma, still bundled protectively behind Kyouko's arm.
"Hey, uh, Yuma," you say gently, feigning a little unfamiliarity. "You're OK, right? I didn't hurt you or anything, picking you up earlier?" Now that the adrenaline's wearing off, you're a little worried that you were too rough with Yuma, simply picking her up and running. Still, it's just as well that you'd hurried to help Kyouko, you guess.
Yuma shakes her head, peeking at you shyly before ducking to hide behind Kyouko. Without the immediacy of her older sister figure in trouble, she seems to be a lot more timid.
You grimace. You want to talk to them a little more, Kyouko especially, but with they way Kyouko seems to be trying to brush you off... You decide to take one last stab at it.
"OK. I guess you've got things to talk about, but, uh... may I buy you lunch?" you ask, carefully.
Kyouko lifts her spear and slams it butt first into the ground in a single swift motion, shattering a paving stone with a loud crack that makes both you and Yuma jump. She glares at you with undisguised suspicion. "OK, look. Help with a Witch, sure. A free cleanse? I've never heard of that kinda thing before, but whatever. Keep the Grief Seed? Yeah, I ain't turning that down. I can believe some idiots are that nice, and y' don't need 'em. Whatever. Buy us lunch? Yeah, no. That's one thing too far. Lady, what the fuck is your game?" she spits.
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Kyouplomacy, ladies and gentlemen!
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 5, 2014

- #1,625

You snort, looking incredulously at Kyouko. "So I break, I dunno, all the damn laws of physics, magic, and common sense to help a random magical girl I don't know, and you draw the line at lunch?" The redhead opens her mouth to retort, but you steamroller over her.
"Straw that broke the camel's back? Whatever. Look. I woke up in an alley two, count them, two days ago with no information in my head other than about the whole magical system. Trust me when I say I know exactly how much it sucks, 'dog eat dog', 'food chain', yadda yadda. I don't know how or I know, or why it's the only things I know; I must have known a hell of a magical girl or something," you say, more than a shade of annoyance bleeding into your voice.
"Yeah, good for you, you've got a sob story of your own." Kyouko begins, bristling. Yuma's long since ducked behind Kyouko, hiding from the brewing confrontation. "There's nobody that fuckin' nice, and you are tryin' t' butter me up for something."
You rake your fingers through your hair in frustration. "When I say I woke up in an alley two days ago with next to nothing in my head I mean I woke up in an alley with next to nothing in my head. I don't bloody well know what to do with myself."
"An' what, you go 'round helping' everyone you come across, like some kinda some modern day Mother Theresa?" Kyouko snaps. "Lemme tell you, there's no grand prize for 'being a nice person'!"
"Yes!" you exclaim. "My powers let me help magical girls, so why the hell not? It's as good as bloody well any purpose, seeing as I don't have one!"
A quiet, shaking voice cuts in as Kyouko stares at you in what seems to be stark disbelief. "Yuma t-thinks Kyouko is a nice person."
Eventually, Kyouko moves, covering her face with her palm. "Oh my god, you're one of those," she mutters into her hand, before, slightly louder, "Good for you. Listen, if you say you knew a magical girl, then-"
"Yeah, yeah, every girl out for herself, whatever. I've heard the spiel before. Except that I can afford to not care, because hey, do I need to say it again? Magic," you explain with a touch of asperity.
Kyouko, just lifting her face from her palm, returns it with a loud smack. "Oh my god, you... you are... I don't even know. OK, whatever. You serious about that lunch offer? I still reckon you've got some kind of agenda, but I'll hear you out. An' I can't really turn down a free lunch if you're offering. But either way, scram for a bit, I need to have words with Yuma."
You don't think she believes you fully about simply being a nice person, but at least she's willing to give you a chance.
[] Sure.
- [] You still have that packed lunch you prepared this morning. What do?
[] Sorry, offer's expired.
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What, did you think the occasional 'typing on the phone is suffering' notes were for fun? And it's not like I have much else to do while on the bus and stuff.
Also, write in meal time conversation/what to do next, as appropriate.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 6, 2014

- #1,652

"Yeah, it's still open," you say.
"Didn't think s- wait, what?" Kyouko blinks at you.
You shrug. "I meant what I said. But you said you wanted to talk to Yuma, right? I'll be over there." You jerk your thumb at a park shelter that's far away enough that it'll be out of earshot, and proceed to walk off in that direction before Kyouko can get another crack in. You untransform as you go, returning to the simple T-shirt and skirt loaned from Mami. The sling bag with the lunch you'd prepared earlier reappears, hanging diagonally across you.
You frown a little regretfully as you wander over the pavement cracked from your earlier run, but it's just as well, really. It seems that the timings had changed a little, and Kyouko might not have survived had you not been there to help Yuma... Then again, who knew?
Reaching the shelter, you sit on the bench inside, and look around at the greenery of the park. It's peaceful, out here, and you can barely make out Kyouko and Yuma through the screen of bushes and vine-laden trellises. Kyouko's squatted down, with both hands on Yuma's shoulder's you can see.
Still, that little conversation had brought to light something rather unpleasant, you admit to yourself with a sigh. You don't have any idea what you're doing. You're just running around, fighting fires where you think they might be, or more to the point, where Oriko might be starting them. It'd be nice to have goals beyond getting everybody to be happy and survive past Walpurgisnacht.
Eventually, Kyouko and Yuma walk over, Yuma looking contrite, but still clutching the redhead's hand. Out of costume, it's easy to see just how painfully thin Kyouko is, which her costume had disguised to an extent. "So. Your treat, your pick," she prompts you.
You shrug. "I'm new here, remember?" You check the small stash of money you have, and raise an eyebrow at her. "An all-you-can-eat, if you know of one? One not too expensive, maybe?"
Kyouko shakes her head, ruefully, her massive red ponytail rippling behind her. "I can't even tell if you're naive, stupid, or seriously intent on getting on my good side anymore," she comments. "OK, my choice, huh? I... guess I'll try to pick a place that's not too expensive."
She leads the way, walking along the road instead of taking to the roofs. To accommodate for Yuma, or so you presume. The redhead gives you a few sidelong glances as you walk along, her eyes seeming to linger on your slingbag, and the too-loose shirt. You simply raise an eyebrow at her when you catch her looking.
The three of you finally arrive at a modestly sized restaurant prominently advertising its all-you-can-eat status. True to Kyouko's promise, it's relatively cheap, but the caveat is immediately obvious.
"Long queue," you observe drily, while standing in said queue, which stretches out of the restaurant and spills out onto the sidewalk.
"What'cha expect? 's cheap," Kyouko responds. "Pretty decent food, too, really."
"Hunh," you say, meaninglessly, and lapse into silence again, before the silence between the three of you is eventually broken by Yuma.
"S- Sabrina?" the younger girl says, looking timidly up at you and stumbling a little over the unfamiliar syllables. "T- thank you for the help earlier. Yuma was too slow."
"Heh," you chuckle lightly, and smiling down at the green haired girl. "Not a problem, Yuma. I'm glad to help. Sorry again about being so rough back there."
"It's OK. Sabrina was really fast, earlier," she says, smiling shyly back. "Yuma wants to be fast, too, so she can get there in time, next time."
You shrug. "You're new. There's plenty of tricks you can learn to help, and I'm sure your big sister would be willing to teach you," you say, looking at the redhead.
Kyouko makes a grumbling noise, as she shuffles along with the queue, but nods in agreement. "Guess I've gotta."
Yuma looks a little fearfully at Kyouko. "Yuma is sorry."
"Yeah, yeah," Kyouko says, heaving a sigh, and affectionately ruffling Yuma's hair. "It's not your fault, Yuma."
"I'm guessing you two aren't actually biological sisters?" you comment, trying to make idle conversation.
"Nope," Kyouko says flatly, seeming unwilling to elaborate further, but Yuma pipes up. "Big sis is big sis!"
Kyouko rolls her eyes, but has to force a smirk off her mouth. "Yeah... she needs someone to take care of her," she admits. "Seems I got volunteered for the job. So, what's your story? Y' said you don't remember anything?"
You blink at the abrupt subject change, but realize that she's probably avoiding the circumstances under which she found Yuma, since those weren't particularly pleasant ones. You decide to follow her lead. "Yep. I woke up in an alley, vomiting blood, with two girls and a certain little rat looking down at me. No- ah, our turn."
The queue's finally moved along to the front, and you pay for all three of you. Mami was nothing if not generous, and you can cover it. It's a Western spread, you note, of the 'generic Western food' variety that you can't help but roll your eyes at.
As you're led to your table, you continue, "And no memories apart from the entire magical system. The rest, well, is history."
Kyouko frowns. "You know, that sounds more than a bit suspicious to me."
You grimace. "It's the truth."
"No, not that," Kyouko says, "Say you're tellin' the truth, but memory loss doesn't work like that."
"So you're saying...?" you trail off, unsure as to what she's getting at.
"Dunno. Just... weird. Food time," she replies, turning to head to the buffet line. "C'mon, Yuma."
You watch with mild bemusement as the two of them proceed to go through serving after serving, returning to the buffet line time after time and vacuuming down the food. You yourself, by contrast, barely manage to finish two servings, and you're careful to thoroughly clean your plate.
"So, hey," you ask, as you slowly polish off the last of some barbequed pork. "Out of curiosity, what's hunting like around here?"
"You're not moving here," Kyouko says, shooting you a glare.
"No, of course not," you hastily reassure. "First, I don't actually need to hunt, and second, as I said, I'm just curious."
Kyouko shrugs. "T' tell the truth, not very good. Entire city's been slim pickings, lately, even making sure there's no other magical girls poaching," she says, with a meaningful glare at you.
Huh. Well, with Oriko having contracted only recently, presumably Kirika hasn't been going on her killing spree, and perhaps won't, if Oriko's plans run otherwise.
You notice Kyouko eyeing your sling bag, left on the seat next to you, with a thoughtful air, as if she's trying to recall something, but she seems to give up a while later.
Eventually, Kyouko leans back, finally full. Beside her, Yuma is rubbing her stomach, now rounded with food, making a face. "Ohh... Yuma ate too much," she mutters.
Kyouko chuckles fondly, and affectionately ruffles the younger girl's hair. "Heh. So now what?" Kyouko says, looking at you. "We got any business left to settle?"
[] Walpurgisnacht
[] Elaborate on Oriko
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[] Mumi
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Lucky, lucky.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 6, 2014

- #1,712

You shrug. "Reminder on Oriko. I cannot emphasize this enough; she is dangerous."
Kyouko looks indifferent. "I've dealt with powerful magical girls and Witches before," she says dismissively.
"Foresight," you say grimly. "Or, I should say, precognizance. She can see the future pretty well. And she loves her convoluted plans that makes life difficult days down the line. She's got at least one magical girl working with her, by the name of Kirika. Black hair, yellow brown eyes, has this funny little plush toy with her all the time."
"Seeing the future?" Kyouko seems startled. "OK, seriously, where the fuck are all these weird powers comin' from? Got you, with your 'lalala I don't need Grief Seeds', and precog, and I heard something about a timestopper from the little rat. All the fuckin' legends comin' to life, I swear."
"Yeah, that one's true too," you nod. "Akemi Homura, I'm working with her. She's... uh... rather antisocial, but she's an OK person. Legends?"
Kyouko shrugs. "You know how it goes. Everybody's heard of a friend of a friend of a friend who doesn't need Grief Seeds, and things like that, no? 's the 'kinda thing that happens. Guess that makes me one of those who know, huh?"
"I suppose," you admit. "And ah... do remember that Oriko's apparently hiring, so she might have friends."
She shrugs. "Eh. I'll deal. Anythin' else?"
"Guess not," you say. "Good luck with everything, both of you-" you smile at Yuma, and she shyly returns the smile, "-and remember, that offer for help or Gem cleansing is always open. I'm staying in Mitakihara, with the senior magical girl there, Mami."
Kyouko, just about to get up and leave, whips around to stare at you. Yuma squeaks, and shrinks in her seat. "Did you just say Mami?"
"Uh, yeah?" you say, feigning puzzlement.
"You- ugh," Kyouko says in frustration, palming her face and groaning. "You've got her mark all over you, all right. Figures. That bag's her's, isn't it?"
"It is," you admit, not seeing a reason to lie about it.
Kyouko stares intensely at you for a long minute, clearly struggling with herself, before finally saying, "Yeah, should've recognized it. Fuckin' hell." Kyouko grumbles. "An' with your unique powers," she says caustically to herself, "All the fuckin' better for her."
"Big sis..." Yuma says, leaning worriedly into Kyouko's side. "Not now, Yuma."
"Now, I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt here, because I'm actually grateful for the save and lunch and all. Let's say she didn't fuckin' put you up to this," Kyouko snaps at you. "But you can fuck right off and tell her I ain't fuckin' interested."
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You may either attempt to continue the conversation, here in the restaurant or otherwise, or do a handstand or something, or head off for your next activity. It is about 1:30PM.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Jun 7, 2014

- #1,740

You grimace. Unfortunate, but necessary; that you were working with Mami would've come out eventually. Better that it be now, or so you hope. "I... It looks like I stepped in something awkward. Um. Sorry."
Kyouko doesn't respond, simply staring you down. You shake your head unhappily, but get up to leave. "See you around, I hope," you call, as you leave the restaurant, Kyouko and Yuma still sitting there.
You step into an alley, and quickly ascend to the roof of the building, simply leaning against one of the humming air conditioners and staring up at the blue sky for a moment. That could perhaps have gone better, but in the end, there was no gentle way to break it to Kyouko that you were rooming with Mami, and bringing up their rather traumatic separation.
Finally, you straighten up again. No rest for the wicked and all that. Oriko's been trying to keep you away from Shirome, it seems, which of course makes you wonder if she's hiding anything there. That, you think, will therefore be your next stop.
You stand, and walk over to the edge of the roof, before launching yourself off towards the next one, one hand tightly clutching your slingbag so that it doesn't fly free. You vaguely wonder whether you should ask Mami to teach you how to launch and land gently so that you don't leave shattered concrete everywhere you go, and put the thought aside for now.
Roof hopping has the city go by in a blur, and you soon find yourself staring at Mitakihara, across the river. This... looks like a considerably longer distance than you can jump. You take a long, considering look at the distance, and then left and right from your vantage point, and then back at the river again.
Eh, you can try it, any way.
You jump to the highest building you can reasonably get to, and transform into your magical girl costume, in case of a dunking.
You take a look at the distance again, before shrugging and backing up. Across the river is the old industrial districts, so you should be relatively innocuous landing amongst those.
You huff out a breath, before breaking into a flat out sprint with all your might. As you reach the edge of the roof, you push off with all your might and launch yourself off like an arrow. Your longcoat billows straight out behind you flapping in the wind. You catch the edges, and try to plane yourself out like a skydiver to catch as much distance as you can.
It's quiet. Little noise, apart from the wind rushing in your ears, and the furthest edges of your coat as they flap in the wind.
You-
You're going to make it-
You slam into the backyard of what looks like an old steelworks factory feet first, crashing through a pile of rusting oil drums and grinding to halt like an impacting meteor. Your semi-impromptu lithobraking exercise kicks up an immense cloud of dust and rusting flakes, but you grin in exhilaration, adrenaline thundering through your veins. You whoop in sheer joy at having made the jump, and not having to make a long swim.
After a moment of imprompty celebration, you brace and leap again, and you're on your way, rapidly homing in on where you know Shirome Academy to be. You spread your senses wide, searching for any magical or Grief signatures, or even the denser shades of Grief you've learned represent higher than average potentials.
Shirome Academy is a building that looks like it was built specifically in a game of oneupmanship against Mitakihara Middle. It has a similar glass and steel construction, but one that seemingly defies the laws of physics and good sense to be excessively ornate. You can only shake your head at the ridiculousness of it all.
You don't sense anything of real note, even after circling the building to ensure that you've scanned the entire structure, and finally return to a nearby rooftop to stare balefully at the school. What was Oriko up to?
What is Oriko up to?
"Sabrina, was jumping across the river necessary?" a telepathic voice intrudes on your observation. "Either way, I believe that you mentioned wishing to talk to me?"
You turn your head, and spy Kyuubey scampering across the rooftop to reach you.
[] Drop kick the Incubator
[] Eat the Marshmallow
[] FLESH OF FALLEN ANGELS
[] Long throw the Incubator
[] Light the Incubator on fire
[] Pet the Incubator
[] Punt the Incubator
[] Shred the Incubator
[] Sit on the Incubator
[] Talk to the Incubator
- [] Write-in topic
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There's little written as doesn't have some purpose, greater or smaller.
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You shrug indifferently as the Incubator scampers up to you. "It was more efficient than walking across the bridge," you say drily. The thought of finding out what an Incubator tastes like briefly crosses your mind, but you dismiss the thought as probably a bad idea.
The Incubator makes a begging motion to be picked up, which you ignore, simply directing upon it an icy gaze. It quickly gives up, and hops on to a nearby piece of venting so as to be closer to eye level to you, and you fold your arms behind you back while tilting your head just so to look down upon it.
"However, measures had to be taken to avoid the existence of magic from being revealed," Kyuubey notes.
"That," you say with a ghost of satisfaction, "is your concern, Kyuubey."
"This is true," Kyuubey says. "Very well, then. What did you wish to talk about?"
"Hm," you mutter, pulling on your power and allowing the Grief cloud you'd been carrying with you to swirl around you, before a twist of your will compresses it into the now familiar marble of Grief. This one is substantially larger than ones you'd previously made, most likely a combination of Yuma's newness, and Kyouko's reaction to seeing Yuma contracted, as well as her own rather traumatic injuries.
"Well, first is this," you comment, levitating the little sphere of Grief, still barely larger than the tip of your index finger, into a little orbit in front of Kyuubey. The alien turns in place to follow the motion. "Have you ever seen anything like my powers before?"
"No," Kyuubey replies. "Your abilities, much like your Wish, are fully unprecedented in the history of magical girls."
"Huh." You rub your chin. Unheard of to both Incubator and Homura. You mentally file that away for further thought, in favour of more pressing questions. "Do you know where Oriko has been going for the past few days?"
"She isn't beholden to inform me of her travels," Kyuubey says blandly.
"That is not a yes or no, Kyuubey," you observe tartly.
"Yes, I know where Mikuni Oriko has been going," Kyuubey admits.
You raise an eyebrow. "And will you tell me?"
"No. Likewise, I shall not tell her of yours," the Incubator informs you.
"So close-mouthed, Kyuubey? But it seems you've already been telling tales to a certain spear wielder already," you say, faux thoughtfully.
"I would be pleased to inform you that Mikuni Oriko possesses the power of precognizance, another unprecedented ability," Kyuubey replies. "However, this information does not appear to be new to you."
"Oh? What about Kirika, then?" you challenge.
"Kure Kirika's Wish gave her the ability to negate directed magic within her range at will," Kyuubey states. "This ability is not unprecendented," it notes helpfully.
[] Write-in
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Think a little more about Kirika's Wish. What did she intend?
Also, leaving it off here in case you want to try asking further on Kirika, or persist on the west side girl, or maybe something else. Also, a little more detail in the questions is appreciated. 'Ask him about our power' is rather vague.
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