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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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- Nov 7, 2014

- #15,185

"... Hmm," you say to Mami. "I think we should land, then, and roofhop further in?"
Mami nods. "That's a good idea, Sabrina."
Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Kirika give Mami a narrow little look, and then she looks at you and grins sunnily.
...
Right.
You're already descending for a rooftop below, a particularly tall apartment block. "Thank you for flying Mitakihara Meguca Airlines, we hope to see you again soon," you mutter under your breath as you land.
The carpet dissolves under your feet, whirling into a constellation of marbles that whips around you and pours into your sling bag. A handful of marbles remain hovering in a loose cloud around you, ready for defense or attack. You, Mami, and Kirika drop smoothly to your feet on the rooftop, Mami still sticking close by you.
"OK, Akiko, Rin," you send out telepathically, including Mami and Kirika. "Akiko, we're coming for you first. Where are you... or rather, any landmarks near you?"
"There aren't," frustration bleeds into Rin's tone. "If we had a good landmark, Sakura can teleport there and we'd be out of here!"
Akiko pauses for a moment before responding. "Hiyoriyama park, near the center of the city, it should be quite obvious. It's on a hilltop. We teleported there... I'm somewhere... north of it."
"Good enough," you say. "Rin, how about you?"
"Somewhere there," she says, voice stressed. "We're hiding from a bunch of magical girls who attacked us, so pardon me for not keeping track of where I ran!"
"On our way, then," you reply, looking around at Mami and Kirika, both listening clos-
Well, that'd be a lie. Mami's listening closely, yes, and you catch her eye, giving her a smile which she returns faintly. Kirika... is playing with the little plush bunny that's always hanging off her waist. When she sees you looking, she eeps and hides the plush toy, giving you a sheepish grin.
You shake your head. "Aaaaanyway. Let's go... can't be too hard to find that park, right?"
Mami takes a deep breath. "Yes, let's go end a war," she says, trying for a firm, resolute tone.
"Whoo! Let's go!" Kirika says, and immediately leaps for the next roof with a tremendous cracking noise of shattering concrete underfoot.
You touch Mami lightly on her elbow, and smile at her, trying to put encouragement and gratitude and apology into the simple gesture, before following the berserker. Mami's a step behind.
You spread your senses, magical and mundane alike, as you bound across the roofs, simply observing. This city's different from Mitakihara. Older, not as shiny as Mitakihara. Worn. Even the rooftops you and Kirika are leaving cracks in are more weathered, more tired than the ones back home, and you fancy that you can smell the sea even from here, a faint tang of salt air.
You have the faintest impression that there should have been tsunami damage, but there's none to be seen - it hasn't come through yet, maybe?
The park, indeed, is quite easy to find, a rolling expanse of greenery laid over a small hill. It looks like a nice place, you muse as you veer north of it as Akiko suggested.
One magical presence, on the edge of your senses.
Then two.
Then more.
You suck in a worried breath as you land, taking the landing on your shoulder and bleeding off momentum. Mami halts beside you, her landing far more graceful than yours, and a quick call has Kirika stopping, too. Four magical girls, on the edge of your perception, three in one group, and one alone, bounding along rooftops.
"Akiko-"
"Not now!" she barks back, cutting you off.
Yeah, that's close enough. "Mami, Kirika, they found Akiko, it looks like. I'm going to try and catch their attention."
Kirika grins.
Mami nods. "Are you sure about this?"
You take a breath.
Point of no return.
You nod, and spread your hands, palms up. A torrent of marbles leaps forth from your bag - closing on two thousand of them that settle into a steady orbit around you. And you let them decompress, expanding into a whorling, eddying cloud of deep purple covering the entire rooftop and then some in a slowly turning hurricane cloud that blots out the sun and stains what little sunlight that gets through purple. Mami's face looks strained, and even Kirika looks a little antsy, fingers curling into claws.
You can feel is Ishinomaki group freeze. The lone presence, the one you're guessing to be Akiko, halts for a moment, before resuming her run, now cutting at an angle towards you.
The Ishinomaki group seems to confer for a moment, and then... there's suddenly a fourth presence, beside them, one that bounds towards you while the three resume their chase. The new presence is... weaker. Less present.
"Is that fuckin' you?" Sakura's telepathic voice.
"Yeah," you reply. "Pulling them off Akiko."
"What the fuck," she says eloquently.
"Mami, Kirika, we have one girl coming in," you warn. "Kirika, hold back for now, your antimagic's our trump card, and we don't want them to know about it too early. Go for the disable."
"Aw," Kirika pouts. "Fine." A pair of wickedly sharp, obsidian black claws form on the back of her hands with a shimmer of light.
Mami nods, pressing her hands together and drawing them apart to reveal a musket between them.
For your part, you funnel the cloud down into your wings, midnight black swathes unfurling from your shoulders. The remainder you draw into smaller, drifting clouds that you leave drifting lazily through the air, loose enough to still be sensed, and you pull a warhammer from behind you.
Vwwp.
Your hammer comes up into a guard position, echoed by a click as Mami's rifle snaps up. Kirika snarls, bubbly cheeriness evaporating instantly.
Two very familiar presences materialize in front of you, one in a brown jacket, with a katana out, and the other in heavy, deep green robes, jagged daggers in her hands.
"Wait!" you call in alarm at Mami and Kirika. "I know them!"
"And you are fuckin' nuts," Sakura snaps at you. Rin wobbles faintly as Sakura releases her shoulder, while Mami and Kirika relax slightly.
You'd snap back, but that other girl's still approaching, fast. "Later," you tell her. "Incoming, there." You point.
Sakura nods, her anger fading into a grimace.
The new girl crests the neighbouring building, frilly yellow dress flaring out around her as she leaps. You see shock cross the girl's face.
You all tense again - with five puella magi here, this shouldn't be an issue.
Vwwp.
You hear the crack of shattering bone when Sakura appears behind the girl midair, and slams an overhead, axing kick into the girl's back.
The two begin to fall, and Sakura distorts again, disappearing.
Vwwp.
"What the FUCK!" It's your turn to round on Sakura, swearing, while Mami flinches, shock crossing her face at the sudden demise of the girl in yellow.
"She's a cloner," Sakura answers evenly.
In the distance, you can feel the three Ishinomaki girls halt midstep, conferring, before bounding off in another direction, away from you and Akiko both.
[] Write-in
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Here begins chapter 7: "We've Got Hostiles". I didn't do the chapter ending previous post, because, well, that would be telling!
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 8, 2014

- #15,387

You snort, still glaring at the teleporter. "Fine. I'll let that one go, but from now on, no more of that bullshit. I'm here to stop a war, not leave a body trail. No killing. No severe injuries, unless we absolutely have to. Got it?"
The brunette stares at you. "The fuck? That was a bloody clone! I've popped, like three today!" she pauses for a moment, and amends with a smirk, "Four. And I thought you were bloody here to hel-" her eyes dart sideways to Rin, before she seems to think better of what she wanted to say.
You snort. "I'm here to stop a war," you repeat. "Anyway, hold that thought," you point past her, at the rooftop behind where you can sense Akiko closing on you.
The bluenette crests a nearby roof, dressed in what you will presume is her puella magi costume - a white jacket trimmed out in sky blue of a similar cut to Sakura's, albeit one suited to her more generous figure, over a short skirt in similar colours.
Akiko lands smoothly on the roof, giving the three of you a polite nod. "Miss Sabrina. Miss Tomoe. Miss...?"
"Kirika! Kure Kirika!" the black haired girl says brightly.
"Miss Kure," Akiko nods. "Thank you for the rescue. Might I ask what prompted this?"
"Not here. The Ishinomaki girls are..." you frown. They've left your range. "Running," you say lamely. "Sakura, can you teleport us out of here?"
Akiko holds up a hand, cutting off Sakura's instinctive denial. "Sakura, I think Miss Sabrina has the right idea. We should continue our discussions somewhere safe. Bring us to... Mitakihara?" The bluenette glances at you with a raised, eyebrow.
You shake your head. "No. I don't want Mitakihara in the line of fire."
Another delicate, deep blue eyebrow joins the first. Nevertheless, Akiko nods. "Somewhere... safer, then. Sakura?"
"Fine. Grab on," Sakura grunts, holding her arms out to you. "And don't fuckin' interrupt me when I'm charging." You nod, folding your Grief Wings down into marbles and packing away the loose ones. The five of you - yourself, Mami, Kirika, Akiko, and Rin, alternately grab onto Sakura.
Sakura closes her eyes, and concentrates. A gentle radiance ripples out from her Soul Gem to emcompass all of you, and then a moment later, you are-
Vwwp.
-elsewhere. Another rooftop, and a different skyline - Ishinomaki proper barely a grey blot in the distance. Sakura roughly shakes off your grips, fumbling in her pocket and withdrawing a Grief Seed even as she leans over, supporting herself with her free hand on her knees. Her breath comes in harsh gasps.
"I could-" you begin to offer, hand reaching towards her Soul Gem.
"Bugger off," the brunette says succinctly, pressing the Grief Seed to her Soul Gem.
Mami, standing beside you, frowns at the teleporter, folding her arms.
You fold your own arms. "Alright. So what the hell is actually going on? You girls went to Ishinomaki, and the next thing I hear, there's a war going on. What were the three of you doing in Ishinomaki?"
Akiko gives you an evaluating look. "Negotiations, and healing."
You narrow your eyes. "Then how did this start? Why were those girls after you?"
The bluenette shrugs. "They hold an... old grudge. I suspect that they orchestrated this entire thing."
"A grudge," you say skeptically, idly noting that she seems to be pinning the blame on Ishinomaki, rather than the University group.
"Yes, a fuckin' grudge," Sakura snaps at you. Rin, standing beside her, puts a calming hand on her shoulder, which Sakura shakes off with in an angry motion.
Kirika flexes her hands lightly, eyeing the teleporter warily, while Mami gives Akiko and Sakura both an equally unimpressed look. Rin... shrinks a little, eyes darting between all of you nervously.
Akiko closes her eyes, tilting her head back up at the sky. "We attempted to... aggressively acquire their territory, once."
"You tried to steal their city," you say flatly.
"Yes," Akiko admits.
"Hm," you say, glancing at Mami, who now sports a worried frown creasing her brow. "Leaving that aside... The University and Fukushima groups? Why are they involved?"
Akiko's eyebrows shoot up. "You are remarkably well informed."
"Not an answer," you tell her, feeling a moment of deja vu.
"I suspect the University group was convinced to do this by the Ishinomaki Group," she says. "And I called in a favour with the Fukushima group to help when it became clear that we were outnumbered."
"Alright," you continue. "What can you tell me about the University group? Leader, capabilities, that kind of thing?"
Akiko frowns. "There are four of them. Umeko Yuko, Tsubaki Chouko, Suzuki Rei and... Suzuki Haruna?"
"Haru," Rin supplies, looking up.
"Suzuki Haru," Akiko finishes.
"Four of them?" Mami asks. "Weren't there six of them?"
"One of them left," Akiko says. "The last one... died." She grimaces, looking away.
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Remember, keep it civil!
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 9, 2014

- #15,459

"I'll be asking more about that later. But not in present company," you send to Akiko telepathically. Her expression shifts, subtly. Out loud, you ask, "So, what happened specifically? Rin-" bottle green eyes flick over to you "-was on her healing circuit? You were conducting negotiations for...?"
"I was there t-to heal another independent," Rin offers. "Kato Setsuko."
Akiko tilts her head to indicate agreement. "I don't know how much you've heard, Miss Sabrina, but Ishinomaki and us have... not been on the best of terms, in recent years."
"I heard about it," Mami says, voice forbidding. With her arms still folded, she directs a disapproving, regal frown upon Akiko, looking down upon her despite their nearly equal heights. "You've been fighting back and forth for... two years?"
Akiko's face tightens. "We have, yes."
Sakura's scowl deepens, too, and her grip tightens on her katana as she stares down Kirika. The black haired girl gives as good as she gets, an unblinking, citrine orange glare and a feral smirk displaying far too many teeth.
"So how does a negotiation and a healing turn into a fight?" you press.
"They claimed to be suing for a truce, but attacked me when I got there," Akiko says, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world, her lips curling into a scowl. "During the negotiations... which were presumably a feint."
"You went to them alone?" you ask, disbelief colouring your tone.
"I'm still here," the bluenette says, waving at herself. Utterly confident of herself... or at least pretending to be.
You snort. "Right. So. How many groups are involved, that you know of?"
Akiko frowns, looking away, and then back at you. "Ourselves, the University Group, Ishinomaki, Fukushima... and Mitakihara." She nods, seemingly to herself, and then looks at you again. "I've answered your questions, Miss Sabrina. Answer two of mine: What do you mean, that you want to stop a war? Why are you here?"
[] Write-in
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Turnabout.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 10, 2014

- #15,594

You, glance away, looking over the very distant skyline of Ishinomaki, briefly debating revealing the source of your certainty, before deciding against it. Oriko probably wouldn't appreciate it, anyway.
Instead, you look back at the bluenette, arms still folded. "Do you really have to ask? This little-" you inject as much sarcasm into the word as you can "-has the potential to escalate to entire cities. Do you know you made the news last night, because someone's been throwing around earth magic?"
Akiko's mouth twitches to the side. "That's hardly my-"
"To answer your question," you cut her off with a sharp wave of your hand and raised voice, "We want to nip this in the bud before people, girls like us, and normals, get killed. We-" your wave includes Mami and Kirika, "are here to keep things from going to hell." Mami nods firmly, backing you up.
The bluenette raises an eyebrow. "In this to save lives, then?"
Rin's head twitches, looking at you, then at Akiko.
You shrug. "Yes. And I don't particularly like the idea of magical World War 2. Or 1. We especially don't like it when our city could get dragged into the shitstorm."
"It's not the first time we've... skirmished," Akiko says, with a dismissive wave of her hand, before softening it with a smile. "You're new, so... trust me when I say it's nothing so dramatic as a magical World War." She pauses. "I'm grateful - we all are, right, Sakura?- for your intervention, but it wasn't necessary," she adds in clarification. Rin nods fervently, while Sakura just grimaces, breaking the staring contest with Kirika and nodding.
"I'm sure Miss Tomoe can attest to that," Akiko continues, glancing at Mami.
Mami simply blinks lazily, half lidded gaze placid.
"Well..." Akiko says, seemingly slightly put off. "As I said, we are grateful for the save. If there's nothing else... I would like to take you up on the offer for... refreshing our Grief Seeds?" She glances aside at Sakura, and then back at you.
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Hmmm.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 11, 2014

- #15,815

"I'm aware that you've fought with Ishinomaki before, but honestly?" you shake your head. "This one's different. When I called this magical World War? I wasn't exaggerating that much. The University group's been in contact with one of the Tokyo groups... and they've been hunting for allies from other local groups since at least the previous year."
Mami shifts her weight slightly in response, but her face remains serene, her arms crossed as she stands at your shoulder.
A flash of... something flits across Akiko's face. Interest, maybe, or satisfaction. "That's... certainly interesting," she allows. ""
"In fact," you add, "I was under the impression that the University group are the... masterminds behind this entire affair."
Akiko shrugs, her expression tightening almost imperceptibly. "That's entirely possible," she says, inclining her head in acknowledgement. "I'm just guessing that it was Ishinomaki, in any case. Which means, either way, that I have some pointed questions to ask the University Group."
You almost grind your teeth in frustration. She's not listening. Or maybe she is, but just to stubborn to change.
"In any case, I am grateful for your help and information, and if we may impose on you a little more..." the bluenette says leadingly.
"Yes," you say. "I said I'd do it, so I will. But if you keep fighting when you don't have to, don't expect me to stick my neck out for you."
Akiko smiles, and dips her head in agreement. "Girls?" She withdraws a single, partially used Grief Seed from her pocket, as done Rin - one that you vaguely recognize in your Grief senses as the one you'd recycled earlier as a demonstration for Akiko.
You look at Sakura, who stares defiantly back at you, until Akiko pointedly clears her throat. Sakura mutters something darkly, and reluctantly pulls out three Grief Seeds, each seething with Grief.
With a careless wave of your hands, you have the Grief contained within the Seeds rippling free. You're careful to merely reduce the Seeds to a 'fresh' level, and not an iota beyond that - you still have no idea what's up with Hildegarde.
Sakura scowls at you, expression shifting between slight queasiness and raw dislike. Rin, on the other hand, gives you a quick smile, before it's subsumed back into the worried frown that she's been wearing the entire time.
"Thank you, Miss Sabrina," Akiko nods, looking at the renewed Grief Seed in her hand, before slipping it into her pocket. "And of course. You've already done alot, and we couldn't expect you to do anything more than what you've already done. In fact, I would say we owe you a favour for your help, even if it's freely given."
Sakura surprises you, speaking up. "We will... respect your request and... stay out of Mitakihara," she says, adopting formal tones distinctly at odds with her usual, crude modes of speech. The brunette glares defiantly at Akiko, daring her to contradict the statement.
Akiko frowns at her, eyes conveying a wordless 'we'll talk later' to the girl, before looking at you. "I... agree. We will stay out of Mitakihara, if we can."
Mami begins to nod slowly, before glancing quickly at you.
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The University group is referred to as the University group because they're based around the Tohoku University (which is in Sendai), whereas Tohoku is the entire region.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 13, 2014

- #16,016

You glance at Sakura, the small motion enough to catch her eye. She meets your gaze, and scowls back at you. You smile, and give her a little nod of acknowledgement. The scowl deepens further, and she breaks the eye contact, gaze flickering to Rin, and then to Akiko.
Out of the corner of your eyes, you can see Rin fidget slightly, before folding her hands into the opposite sleeves of her voluminous over robe. Mami looks placidly unruffled, half smile on her face as she watches, content to defer to you, while Kirika, deprived of her staring partner is bouncing happily on her feet and staring off into the sky.
Finally, you return your regard back to Akiko.
"'If we can'?" you ask, airquoting the phrase before folding your arms again. "I'm sorry, but that isn't good enough. You will stay out of Mitakihara until the war is over. We can meet you somewhere else if we have to."
Akiko's eyes narrow. "Understandable," she says slowly. "Is there anything else?"
You nod. "Yes. You know full well that any escalation is risky," you say. "I'm not calling this in as a favour, but I'd... appreciate it if you were to hold back for some time. It's as much in your best interests to do so, anyway."
A touch of anger enters the bluenette's eyes. "Two of my girls are still under attack, and they might not need my help, but you want me to hold back?" she asks.
"No," you reply. "That's not what I mean, and you know it. But I am going to go and talk to the other side and end this. If they're reasonable, and they back down? I'm offering my services to them, too."
Akiko flinches minutely, the motion suppressed almost before it begins. "That is... less then well advised," she says carefully. "I understand that you want to-"
"I," you raise your voice to cut over hers. "Would like to try to be fair to everyone involved. It makes things easier to deescalate, in the longer run. But that is an ideal, and I'm very aware that ideals don't always translate into practical choices."
"Admirable," Akiko says, voice dry. "But-"
"I said that I wanted to end a war," you continue, ignoring her interruption. "And I meant it. I want to help everyone to end this war. And, Akiko-" you give her a flat, unamused look, holding her gaze with your own. "-I do mean everyone. I think it'll be... better that way."
Akiko opens her mouth, and then shuts it again, a displeased frown warring with stark amusement. Finally, her expression twists into a jagged, half-hearted smile. "I wish you the best of luck. Sakura, Rin?"
You look at the two Sendai girls as they move over to their leader. Rin gives you a worried smile, and wishes you a quiet, "Good luck," before visibly forcing an emotionless mask onto her face and grabbing Sakura's proffered hand.
Sakura... scowls at you, gripping Rin's hand on her left and Akiko's on her right. She frowns, focusing again, and you can feel the magic build up for another long teleport.
[] Interrupt them
[] Let them go
[] Talk to...
- [] Mami (about?)
- [] Kirika (about?)
[] Where to?
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Bleh. Updates are going to be slow for the next two weeks or so, by the looks of it.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 15, 2014

- #16,154

You have a split second to consider what to do next. But... Your lips flatten into a frustrated line as you watch Sakura focus on her teleportation. She's already started powering up, and... you could interrupt it, but it's not worth it. You could call for Homura's help... but it's not worth it, either.
So much for that line of inquiry, as it were... but they're not the only lead in you have. Not at this point, anyway.
Still, you don't want to simply let them go like this.
You send a quick telepathic message to Rin. "Hey. If things get out of hand, or if you need my assistance, just ask, OK?"
There's just enough time for her eyes to widen as she receives the message before Sakura's teleportation snatches the Sendai trio away, their bodies distorting into the distance.
Mami relaxes the moment they disappear, tension easing out of your shoulders. When you look at her, she smiles tentatively, and opens her arms in a silent offer of a hug. You accept it gladly, stepping into the hug, and wrapping your arms around her. In your Grief senses, you feel Kirika meander off to the other end of the roof.
"Why won't they listen," you mumble plaintively.
Mami sighs, warm breath puffing out strands of your hair.
"Oh, Sabrina..." she says quietly. "Sometimes... sometimes, people... make up their minds to do something, and they won't... listen to reason."
You sigh wearily. "It doesn't make it easier."
"No, it doesn't," Mami says. "But... I... I think you're doing something great, Sabrina. For... for what it's worth."
"It's worth a lot, Mami," you say, hugging her a little tighter.
She holds the hug for a while longer, then steps back, trailing her hands down your arms to grab your hands, and giving them a comforting squeeze. She's trying to be strong for you. "What's next, Sabrina?"
You give her a grateful smile, returning the squeeze. "I... was thinking we should check in with Oriko, and see what's changed?"
Mami nods. "OK," she says, gazing steadily at you.
"Oriko," you reach out telepathically for the seer.
"What," she says, mental voice sharp and irritated.
"Are you doing OK, there?" you ask, a hint of genuine concern entering your voice. You... don't exactly like her, even if she is adorable with Kirika and all, but still, if what you're doing is causing her debilitating headaches and Grief accumulation... "I know I've been changing a lot of things."
Speaking of Kirika, she's... lurking at the landing of the stairwell heading down from the roof, one citrine eye and half a grin peeking around the corner at you. She notices you looking, and the grin widens, the one visible eyebrow wagging up and down.
Mami twists, trying to see where you're looking, and promptly blushes, stepping back from you.
She keeps a hold on one of your hands, though.
Kirika looks disappointed.
"Yes, you have," Oriko snaps back at you. "Ask your questions so I can go to sleep."
... right.
"The University group?" you ask, deciding to include Mami in the call. She gives you a little smile in response.
"Fleeing the city in... seven hours," she replies. She pauses, and pre-empts your next question. "They make it out alive, but injured."
"And after that?" you ask. Mami tugs lightly at your hand, and you let her lead you over to the side of the roof, an area that happens to be out of sight of . She inspects the raised edge of the roof, and then sits down, patting the space beside her invitingly, while looking up at you. You return Mami's smile, and sit beside her.
"They are... joined by the Osaki group," Oriko replies, after another long pause.
"Hmm," you reply. "Thanks. Hey, if you need more Grief Seeds, you can ask Homura, OK? You can link me up if she doesn't want to."
"Noted," Oriko grunts. "Is there anything else?"
"Actually, yeah," you say. "What can you tell me-"
"-about the Osaki group," Oriko completes the sentence, biting off the words. "Three of them coming over, an empath, a healer, a... it's hard to describe. She can make things... hit extra hard. Nothing else, right." Despite the phrasing, it's really not a question.
"No," you say. "Have a nice nap, I guess."
No response, as Oriko immediately shuts off the connection. She'll probably be even tetchier if you wake her up, but it's not like you can't do that if you need to - goodness knows you've woken up Sayaka often enough.
Mami giggles a little. "Someone's grouchy," she says lightly.
"Yeah... I give her migraines, apparently," you say.
"I'm sure I have no idea why," Mami says.
You giggle in response. You can... pretend, for a moment, that the spectre of war isn't constantly looming over your head. "So, anyway," you say. "If... if we run into members of groups you know... would you like to handle the introductions?"
Mami brightens. "That's a good idea," she says. "I have a... reputation. Maybe it'll help?" She looks sheepish, and a little shy at the revelation. Not terribly used to outright bragging, even if it's true.
"Then it's settled," you smile.
"Are we going to Sendai?" Mami asks curiously. "Hmm... The girls from Ishinomaki... probably know of me, too," she adds, ducking her head with another sheepish smile.
[] To Sendai
[] To Ishinomaki
- [] Proceed with plan
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Mmm.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 18, 2014

- #16,285

"Back to Ishinomaki, I guess," you sigh, considering, and discarding, the possibility of heading over to Sendai. They... have a while, you hope, and... well, they're not dead by the end of that time. You'll take what you can get.
Mami glances over at the gleaming steel and glass monoliths of Ishinomaki in the distance. "OK," she says. "Are you sure? They saw us... with the Sendai group, after all..."
"Hmm..." you say, absently tucking your hair behind your ear as you think. "Not entirely, but we have to try. If not, this war will just keep building up..."
"Alright," Mami says, gazing steadily at you. "If you think we need to."
You raise your voice. "Kirika?"
The black haired girl bounces out from the stairwell, grinning brightly at you. "Here!"
"OK, so," you say, addressing both Kirika and Mami. "We're going back to Ishinomaki, to see if we can't talk the girls there down."
"Got it," Kirika says, as she meanders over to join you at the edge of the roof, sitting beside you... in the other direction, fearlessly kicking her feet out over the ten storey drop below.
"Hm... Mami, could you make a truce flag or something?" you ask.
"Of course," she nods, holding out one hand. You watch in fascination as a mass of ribbons bloom into existence, twirling themselves around an invisible rod before solidifying into a solid, meter long pole. More ribbons weave themselves together, unfurling into a golden flag.
Mami frowns for a moment, and the flag changes colour to a pure, shimmering white.
She holds it up for your inspection with an uncertain smile. The flag waves gently on an unfelt wind, in defiance of the dead, still air around you - animated by magic. Heh.
"Perfect," you smile back at her, and in return, the smile on Mami's face blossoms into something more natural.
"OK, so," you say, twisting to look at Kirika, making sure she's paying attention. She schools her face into impassive attention, as if to say, 'see, I can be serious too,' before letting it dissolve into a fanged grin. You continue. "We need to try and avoid hostilities... I want to talk to them."
"Gotcha," Kirika agrees.
"OK," Mami says.
"Then I guess we're going, then," you say, standing and offering a hand to Mami. She accepts it with a smile, and you pull her up. Kirika twists away from the edge of the roof, and bounces lightly to her feet
A gesture with your free hand has marbles leaping from your bag by the dozens to build themselves into a carpet.
The three of you board, and set off to Ishinomaki proper, the wind rushing through your hair. Mami at your side, Kirika behind you...
"How are you feeling?" Mami asks you.
"OK, I guess. Annoyed and frustrated, still thinking about what to do next... how to handle the Ishinomaki girls," you respond.
Mami sighs, the sound lost over the rushing wind, but you can feel it in the rise and fall of her shoulder against yours. "I'm sure you'll figure something out," she says reassuringly. "I mean, you helped Masami, right? And you made Homura... human."
"Yeah," you agree. You can't point out that you had the benefit of... knowing Homura, and being uniquely positioned to help her.
"You helped me," Mami says, looking at you.
"... thanks, Mami," you say.
It doesn't take you too long to reach Ishinomaki proper, coming up to that park on a hill again. Under the afternoon sun, the tang of salt is heavy in the air, as you bank, and begin to look for the local magical girls, settling into a smooth, steady spiral outwards. You take no particular pains to hide your presence, cruising steadily along.
Four... five presences, on the very edges of your senses.
"Found 'em," you say announce to Mami and Kirika, pointing. They're out of sight, in the dense concrete and steel and glass jungle of the city, but you're rapidly gaining height.
Mami nods, and stands. She raises the flag from its position leaning against her shoulder, and begins to wave it overhead in grand, sweeping gestures, the swathe of shimmering white unmistakeable in the air. Kirika also bounces to her feet, a wide, fanged grin on her face, claws already summoned to her hands.
Feeling a little silly at being the only one sitting, you stand alongside them, schooling your face into an impassive mask as you round the last building.
Your first warning is the buildup of magic in one of the girls.
The second is the greasy, slick feeling of your hair rising.
"They-" you begin to warn. Kirika and Mami are already moving.
Thunder.
A blazing strobe of light burns a white bar into your eyesight, an enormous spot of blues and greens and painful red seared into your retinas. Your eyes tear up instinctively - but you don't have to.
You force the tears back. You force your eyes to work. You spread your senses wide, and find Kirika crouched in front, ebullient grin gone and black claws crossed in front of her. Buzzing sparks crawl over her claws where she intercepted the lightning, crackling streamers that spit and arc across the jagged implements.
Mami stands proud beside her, flag still in one hand, while ribbons flow from her other hand, forming a loose, protective wall.
You halt the carpet, in view of the five forms on the distant rooftop.
You can feel another burst of magic building up.
Five becomes six, then seven. Three of the forms on the roof break left, leaving four behind.
This time, you're ready for it. A sweep of your hands has marbles cascading out of your bag to coalesce into an enormous barrier of Grief, a deep purple shield hovering in front of you. Mami's ribbons ripple forward, while Kirika tenses to take the blow, baring her teeth.
The titanic lightning bolt splashes against your shield, thunder booming again. Fat, vicious sparks snap and strike across the shield as you tear it apart again into a cloud of Grief that you leave hazing the air between you and the Ishinomaki girls.
Three magical girls - two clones, one real, on the building to your left.
All three leap at you.
"Left!" you bark, bringing your Grief cloud around - Kirika and Mami are already reacting. The berserker leaps, shaking the carpet with the force of her jump. Golden ribbons blossom, streaking viper fast across the distance to snatch at the incoming magical girls - two in familiar, frilly yellow dresses, short swords in their hands, and one more in garishly ornate, bright purple armour.
Kirika slams into the girl in purple, the two of them spinning and crashing back to the roof, tumbling and rolling across the rooftop.
Mami's ribbons spin into cocoons around the two clones - which promptly vanish, reappearing next to their creator, still on the distant roof.
There's a sharp snapping noise, and Kirika is hurled back from the girl in purple with a cry, tumbling back nearly to the edge of the roof. The girl in purple drops into a crouch, heavy gauntlets visibly glowing. Kirika rolls to her feet, claws extended as she squares off with the girl.
You can feel the Ishinomaki girls splitting up to surround you.
[] Try to subdue them all
[] Fight them
[] Convince them to stand down
- [] How?
[] Write-in
=====​
Yeah, if anyone's wondering, my exams are coming up. What writing I'm doing is in between studying.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Nov 22, 2014

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"Non-lethal!" you roar, putting your diaphragm into the shout. The words ring out over the buildings, as much to remind Kirika as it is for the Ishinomaki group's benefit. You look around.
Kirika, on the left, springing forward to clash with the girl in purple armour again. Claws ring against gauntlets and score off heavy armour. She's fast, almost a blur to your eyes as she twists and waves and snarls, not letting herself get tagged by her opponent again. She learned her lesson the first time, whatever that girl's magic did.
Two girls on your right, flickering motions in the corner of your eye as they bound across the rooftops. They're staying out of your line of sight.
Smart, but not good enough. You track them unerringly in your Grief senses, feeling the heights of the buildings as they land and push off again.
Three circling behind you, bounding across rooftops. Two clones, there.
One more, her form blurry even in your other sense, moving to join the brawl with Kirika. Again, smart.
Again, not good enough.
You and Mami standing shoulder to shoulder on your carpet, drifting slowly in the middle of the buildings.
The white flag's gone now, a musket held lightly against her right shoulder, a hard, implacable look on her face as she watches warily.
You take a step, shifting back to back with Mami. A silver warhammer forms in your right hand, and around the two of you draws the loose Grief into a slow orbit. A defensive screen, one that thrums unsettlingly in your senses, and one that could become all too lethal at a whim. A feeling you've long gotten used to.
Mami's tight grin, conveying worry and firm assurance in the same contradictory expression. Your own answering smile, shot over your shoulder with a half turned head.
We'll be fine.
Two dozen Grief marbles slam down on the girl darting over to Kirika's fight, webbing out into a net crushing down on her. The girl shudders, and sheds. An outer layer melts off, leaving a smaller, lighter form dancing away from the amorphous, tangling mass of threads you morphed your Grief into.
Huh.
You keep at it, a fraction of your attention on preventing that girl from turning Kirika's fight into a two versus one. It doesn't take much. She seems to be afraid of the mass of Grief hanging motionlessly in front of her. Or perhaps wary would be a better word. She jukes left, and stops when you shift the mass to match, making it rotate in on itself in eyebending geometric impossibility.
Then something, something you can't see in your Grief senses, slams into the Grief. It rocks to the side, and in that moment, the girl bounds past it. The Grief zips after her, tangling in her legs, only for her to kick it free, scraping off another layer.
"They're coming," Mami warns, and you nod. Really, you should have given that warning - you've been tracking the girls. All of them are crouched to leap, or poised to attack.
Without any further warning, Mami levels her musket and fires in a single smooth motion. The shot booms out, exploding into a mass of ribbons midfight, intercepting a girl - wearing what's almost an armoured bodysuit in silver and fluorescent green - just as she bounces into sight. The ribbons weave into an intricate cocoon that wraps around the girl and snaps her back to the rooftop like a bungee cord.
And Mami did that without seeing the girl before she jumped.
One girl raises her clenched fist to the sky, and another white-hot bolt of lightning roars down at you.
You're ready for it. Lightning splashes against an flash formed shield of Grief, crackling and spitting and expending itself in a futile show of flash and fury.
Mami spins around you, footwork light and dancing across the carpet. A new musket forms in her hand, the spent one falling away and dissolving into ribbons. You move in counterpoint to Mami, gesturing grandly with both hands as you direct the defensive screens.
A clone, in that same frilly yellow dress with a bladed halberd in hand. She smashes feet first into a plate of Grief, slamming a massive blow into the plate with her halberd with a sound not unlike slabs of lead impacting cement. The plate doesn't yield. The clone vanishes in a burst of yellow light, reappearing next to its creator. A probing strike, then.
Behind you, Mami's rifle booms out another shot.
You spare a glance for Kirika's fight - a reverberating clash of magically forged metal on metal, now joined by a hulking figure in grey. That gives you pause for a moment. The juggernaut moves as swiftly as any magical girl despite the bulk... and as it turns, you spy a pale oval of flesh amidst the stone. The geokinetic, the earthbender, wrapped in a suit of concrete.
A snake-fast strike with your zipping mass of Grief, tangling and twisting their legs to foul them. Kirika's on purple-girl in a flash, hammering an elbow at the girl's face in a vicious, hooking motion that snaps her head back. The earthbender girl powers through the Grief, concrete-gauntleted hands swinging through one-two jabs Kirika twists adroitly away from.
The girl in silver and green rips free of the cocoon of ribbons. A silver disc a meter across flashes into existence beneath her, and she drops onto it. A small sphere forms in her hand, accompanied by a prismatic spray of square, almost two dimensional particles. Without hesitation, she lobs it at you, face drawn into a frown, and then another.
"Moving!" you send to Mami in warning. She crouches slightly, and you jerk the carpet upwards just in time to avoid the orbs - which swerve upwards and slam into the bottom of your carpet, detonating in rippling blasts of the same prismatic pixelation. The solidified Grief sheds the explosions with aplomb.
You feel Mami tense behind you, and you've fought with her enough to know what she's doing. You spin across the carpet as she leaps, and you follow. The carpet collapses behind you, streaming into the wings of corruption which explode out from your shoulder.
The wings pump, and you slam into the building beside Mami, already dancing with ribbon and musket in a dense melee against silver pistols spitting pixelated green beams.
A whisper of your attention, and a band of Grief snags around purple-girl's wrist as she rears up behind Kirika. You yank, and she staggers, before slamming her other hand into the band and blasting it off with a pulse of magic. The same thing that threw Kirika earlier?
You frown, and the Grief swerves back to join the larger mass twisting and writhing to interfere with them, preventing the two girls from tag teaming Kirika effectively.
More present worries. Miss Clones freed herself, and three of her are squaring off against you. Miss Lightning darting in behind you, hands crackling with lightning she's too afraid to throw for fear of hitting her ally.
Halberd rings against your hammer, hard enough to buckle your wrist. A second halberd sweeps a blow that'd bisect you if it hits, and you meet it with a shielding screen of Grief. You jump back - three against one is a losing proposition unless you cut loose. And you're not doing that yet.
You whirl away. A flick of your hand, a flick of your attention, and a tendril of Grief licks out to hook Mami's opponent. The silver-and-green clad girl trips, and finds herself bound in ribbons for the second time. This time, a padlock the size of double clenched fists put together forms, slamming shut with a very final click. Less a physical lock and more a declaration of magical intent.
You complete the spin, leading with your hammer just in time to smack Miss Lightning's hands away. You jab with the head of your hammer, slamming it into her stomach. Her breath leaves her in a surprised whoosh, as pink eyes framed by lavender hair glare at you.
Clone behind you. You sidestep swiftly, and yet still too slow. One of those bladed halberds score a line of fire across your side. You ignore it, forcing the pain aside, and step backwards, leading with your elbow and twisting on your waist. A nasty crunch of breaking cartilage - the clone's nose. It vanishes, and another one flashes into existence.
Those clones are a problem.
Kirika... Kirika is still fighting her duel against the two brawlers.
Mami catches your glance. "Move?"
"Lure," you respond. Which had always been the idea, but... plans, and contact with the enemy. Dodge. You move in concert with Mami, and another lightning bolt sizzles past the both of your to blast a crater out of the rooftop. "Kirika!"
She responds with a snarled, "Stupid armour!"
"Can you get them over here? Then hit everyone but us with antimagic?" you ask, slamming the flat of your hammer against a forearm, weaving around a grasping hand crackling with purple sparks of electricity. The smell of ozone fills your nostrils as another hand sizzles past your face, close enough to crisp the ends of your hair.
Kirika plants her hands on the rooftop and her feet into the midsection of Miss Earthbender in a flipping kick that actually shatters concrete and lifts the girl into the air. Impossibly fast, Kirika rubberbands back upright and bounds into the air on a ballistic arc for your roof, leaving behind a tangled pile of heavily armoured girls.
She crashes to the roof and immediately joins your offensive against Miss Lightning. She catches a blow on her claws, smirking as the lightning expends itself fruitlessly on the gleaming black metal. You nod, and dart away to join Mami in fighting the cloner - she's trying to get to the silver-and-green girl.
You barrel into the back of one of the clones, warhammer flicking out to hook her leg and slam her facefirst into the rooftop with your weight behind her. The clone vanishes with that frustrating blaze of yellow light and reappears, fresh. You roll to your feet again, and glare at the originator of the clones.
Mami's muskets boom out another shot, and the cloner's forced to dodge away from a mass of embracing ribbons.
Another loud crash of concrete and boots on the rooftop - Kirika's foes landing behind you.
The rolling crush of Kirika's antimagic, looming and bearing down on all of you like an enormous tsunami. And yet... this time, it passes you by harmlessly.
Magic grinds to a halt.
The two clones waver and vanish like so much mist in the sunlight. Miss Earthbender seizes up, concrete locking around her. The crackling corona of lightning and the ominous purple glow winks out.
Nothing much happens to the girl already trussed up in ribbons.
You clap your hands together, letting your warhammer clang to the rooftop.
Sharp tugs all around - Grief Seeds flying free of pockets and clouds of Grief billowing into the air all around, a deep purple pall resonating in your senses shrouding the air.
You squeeze your hands together, interlacing your fingers into clasped fists, and Grief crushes down into bindings around all the girls, around their hands and feet and waists to immobilize them. Earthbender girl is trickier - a flurry of slicing Grief blades has the concrete armour in shredded, faintly glowing leavings on the roof before the girl before the bindings slam home.
Kirika drops to her knee beside the form of Miss Clones, claws ready to strike and lips peeled back in a bubbling snarl.
The magic distortion passes.
And you breathe.
You sweep your gaze around the rooftop. Scorched craters blown out of the the roof, shattered concrete, three girls bound securely, one thrashing in her bonds, and one frozen in terror at the spectre of Kirika with claws raised in threat. One bound in ribbons, the others in Grief immobilizing their hands and arms and feet. Their Grief seeds drifting in a slow constellation around the rooftop.
Finally, you meet Mami's gaze, and smile triumphantly, a look which she returns, relief and happiness that you won, coloured by a little worry when she spies the gash in your side.
You glare at the girls on the roof. A twitch of your attention jerks them upright to face you - you let them stand in a row in front of you, but the manacles keep them from moving. A twitch of Mami's fingers has silver-and-green girl standing, too. "Seriously?" you roar. "Did you not see the truce flag? We are not your enemy! We just want to talk!"
Silence, as Mami joins you at your side, lightly touching your shoulder with her hand.
Looks pass between the girls - telepathic communication you let play out. The girl in purple is beginning to tremble in her bindings, wide eyes darting from side to side.
Silver-and-green girl looks up, meeting your gaze. "Release Hoshiko," she demands, deadly serious. "You say you're here in peace. Release her."
[] Release them all
[] Don't
[] Write-in
=====​
So, for the negotiations, let's try something different - don't give me specific wordings save for the important parts. Just give me an overview of points to be covered, and the tone you want to take, that kind of thing.
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#### Firnagzen

Operator

- Nov 24, 2014

- #16,557

"Hoshiko being Purple?" you ask, tilting your head at the girl trembling in her bonds.
"Yes!" Silver-and-Blue, the geokinetic, snaps, teeth gritted as she glares at you.
You shrug. Hoshiko's stares pleadingly at you, shaking in the bindings. You grimace, and a careless wave of your hands dissolves the manacles and drops her to her feet, where she hunches over, hugging herself tightly.
"... thank you," Silver-and-green says, surprise and relief mixing in her tone. Silver-and-blue, the geokinetic -some familial resemblance there?- relaxes noticeably, some tension bleeding out of her body.
"I am here to talk, events notwithstanding," you say evenly. Another casual sweep of your hands wipes the Grief from your own, Mami's, and Kirika's Gems in an equally casual display of your power that had loose Grief billowing into the air to join the diffuse cloud already occluding the sun. The light filtering through casts the scene in an eerie, dappled purple.
It's not a display that goes unnoticed, either. You observe their reactions, and their levels of corruption, with your mundane and your extraordinary senses. Silver-and-green girl looks, first at you, then at Miss Sparky. Their eyes flick to the Grief Seeds, still orbiting like distant stars in a nebula of Grief, and then lock on each other's again. Miss Earthbender's eyes go wide, and her gaze darts between the Grief leaving the Gems, and the masses drifting lazily in the air.
Clone-girl doesn't seem to be paying you much mind; her attention still fixed on Kirika. The black haired girl's backed off a little, but is still poised to leap, muscles tightly strung in readiness.
Purple-girl looks up from her little huddle, her face twisting into confusion as she sees the last of the Grief leaving your Gem, before the thought fully percolates through her brain, and she, too, stares in shock.
Mami just gives you a warm smile, while Kirika opts to keep a wary eye on the clone-girl.
"Right," you say, folding your arms behind you. Now that you've given a very stark demonstration of what you can do... "I'm actually willing to let you all down. So long as you don't run away. And stop attacking us, of course."
Another lightning fast exchange of puzzled looks and mental communication.
"That would be good...?" Silver-and-green says.
"Do you agree to hear us out?" you reply evenly.
"Yes," she answers.
"OK then," you say simply, and release them from their bonds. Their Grief Seeds pull out of their orbits as you replace the bits of Grief you tore free, hanging motionless in front of their owners. Kirika, taking the hint, backs up to stand beside you, on the opposite from Mami.
The Ishinomaki girls look at once uncomfortable, baffled, and vaguely apprehensive. Hesitantly, looking at it as if it's going to bite her, Silver-and-Green reaches out to pluck one of the Grief Seeds hovering in the air in front of her. You let it drop into her hand at the gentle tug, and she flinches, almost dropping it.
"So," you say. "This is Tomoe Mami-" something that might be recognition of that name flits across Yuuki's face, "-and Kure Kirika. I'm Sabrina... just Sabrina. We're here from Mitakihara." You gesture at Mami and Kirika in turn as you speak, and Mami nods regally, while Kirika shakes her head in a sharp jerk as if she's trying to chase off an irritating fly.
Silver-and-Green nods slowly, carefully pocketing the Grief Seed. "Uh. This is Koizumi Aki-" she waves at the cloner-girl, in her yellow, aggressively frilly dress. Tired, yellowish-brown eyes, shaded by a heavy frown, regard you.
"-Sato Kimiko-" A gesture at the lightning thrower, in her ruffled dress of lavender purple and white and pink, similar to the lighting she throws. Pink eyes look warily at you.
"-Tsukada Hoshiko-" The girl in her ornate plate armour of bright, vivid purple, trimmed out in a lighter, silvery metal in elaborate filigree. Unreasonably sized pauldrons cap her shoulders, and her heavy plate gauntlets hang loosely at her side, fingers still trembling slightly.
"-Inoue Yuuna-" Here, Silver-and-Green hesitates slightly as she waves at the girl in silver and blue. There's definitely some familial resemblance there, you note. Something about their cheekbones, the shape around their eyes... Even their costumes have... remarkably similar patterns of light, carapace-like armour over an underlayer, blue in her case.
"-and I am Inoue Yuuki," she finishes.
Mami inclines her head regally. "Nice to meet you," she says, tone imperious. You nod your agreement.
"So, then," you say. "Will you hear us out now?"
Confusion crosses their faces again, and Miss Silver-and-Green -Yuuki- speaks up. "I suppose so...?"
"Good." You nod sharply. "Then, quite simply. We're here to talk. Not here to fight, for Sendai, Ishinomaki, or even for Mitakihara per se. We want an end to the hostilies. On both sides."
You raise a finger. "As a gesture of good faith, I'm willing to refresh your Grief Seeds. As I demonstrated, I'm perfectly capable of doing that."
Some days, you wish that the weather would cooperate for once. A roll of thunder or a gust of wind to set your coat billowing dramatically would be awfully welcome. You don't even wear glasses that can catch the light to become shiny and intimidating, dammit.
Yuuki frowns. "You... do know why we're fighting, right?"
"Not completely," you say, cocking your head to the side, and favouring the Ishinomaki group with a raised eyebrow. "I would quite like to get your side of the story. I've heard Sendai's, of course."
Yuuki glances at Yuuka, and then back at you. "What's to tell? Chouko... ah... Tsubaki Chouko, from the University group comes and asks if we want to help put down the Sendai group. We agreed, of course, so we drop an ambush on Hamasaki-" the lines around her eyes tighten on the mention of the name "-when she came by."
"She claims she was here to broker a truce," you observe.
She rolls her eyes. "You believe that? You've met her, haven't you?"
On the fringes of your senses, you can feel another two magical presences moving in by roofhopping. They're moving slowly, warily, but indisputably heading in towards you.
[] Ask about the two
[] Press about Akiko
- [] Tone?
- [] Goal?
[] Ask Mami to step in
[] Write-in
=====​
Random fact of the day: Electrical discharge in air tends to be purple and white with hints of pink, not yellow. For example one a long discharge from a tesla coil. Not one of mine.
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