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Grimoiric Heart

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Grimoiric Heart

Suzuya Kuzunoha

Surrounded and being touched was a very real nightmare for the Japanese woman warned of the horrors of crowded trains and blind crowds not lifting a finger. Velvet-clad fingers brushed through her hair and she quivered like a rabbit, trying to shrink away yet penned in from all sides. She was stifling her own voice, ingrained social standards not letting her embarrass herself by drawing attention when such serious business was going on a few feet away, and she prayed the attendants would have their fill of her hair and move on.

Her Grimoire was oddly accepting of this passivity, though it would become clear it not Suzuya it was feeling this for, but the dashing intervention of Bonnie. Three swift strikes the attendants were sent scurrying back, formed into a line as they bowed their heads in sheepish contrition while the blonde found herself enveloped in the warmth of a- dare she say, friend?- jacket.

"Hai... I mean, yes. I am alright." Suzuya said, pasting on a shaken smile as she leaned into Bonnie, thinking it wasn't all bad getting closer to people.

Roma Bhakti

Roma's face was a picture of passivity as Tesni and Chinami replied to her declaration, the former with a resolve and self awareness she would not have expected the later with a degree of indecision that was entirely true to form. She was going to respond to the Monkey King's holder when she vaulted the entire street, foot first into a hoodlum doing a poor job of concealing an illegal firearm.

"It is not entirely surprising that of all people to defy expectations it would be Sun Wukong's heiress, though I would have thought she would require intoxicating libations to first loosen such wisdom from her tongue. I will have to reconsider my opinion of her closely." The statuesque bunny seemed to deflate, eyes drooping as though disappointed to admit such fault even from behind her raised fan. This feeling only became clearer at the mess her summons made for themselves and she knew she'd have to think of some form of creative punishment least they repeat this with every fluffy Magical Girl they come across.

But at the moment Chinami was the sole person before her and Tsubasa's focus sharpened, twin pools of moonlight not leaving the goth. "You misunderstand conspiracy for the legal definition, where a crime is implicit. I do not know if Merrywell is a nefarious institution or not, and it does not matter if it is. Eugenics as a political movement was done with the best of intentions for the human race yet it would have still wasted the potential of countless revolutionary thinkers based on the most surface of details."

"Tell me, when man throughout the ages sought out immortality. The wish to live forever untouched by time. Do you think they did so with the end goal of an eternity set upon a single task? We are quite literally beyond the ravages of age, able to accumulate such wisdom and experience as no other could, and most are convinced to lock themselves in a school that pays lip service to education while sending us out to die as soldiers in a war with no end."

The fan snapped shut and her hands fell to her side, a grip like iron around the accessory as she spoke with heat in her voice. Vitriol, disgust, and sorrow mixed into an undercurrent of passion she conveyed without her face able to express it. A mask of flesh that may as well have been carved from stone.

"Chinami, you chose to use your powers to help people. Even the Breaker of the Dao tries to do the same. It was a choice you made, to use your life for something more. Yet, what Magical Girl can choose to dedicate their life to the sciences? What Magical Girl can take up the brush and sweep the art world by storm and be a pillar for centuries to come? Who of any of us can choose to settle down and raise a family? Some may speak of the responsibility to use our powers to save those who can not save themselves, but is playing that inescapable role all we can aspire to?"

"I say no. The pageless are the enemy of life, but a life spent entombed inside a school with no graduation is condemning oneself to never begin to live in the first place. We have the potential to be leaders and advisors, doctors and teachers. We can grow past our eternal youth and claim a place in both worlds, if we only cast aside the shackles of immaturity and think to expand our borders."

There was a spark of some fervor in her eye, trying to reach across the space between them, but she felt the moment shatter as her attendant's head's snapped to the rooftop's and she opened her Magical Senses to find that their conversation was soon to be rudely interrupted.

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If Bonnie clues a scythe's head to the end of Dynast Queen's staff we can start calling her Fate, huh?

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I can hear a butcher’s cleaver being sharpened behind the GMs back.

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Silly. All magical girls are harem protagonists

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What’s sus is no one considering we are all enslaved to the machinations of a Merlin alter.

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What’s sus is no one considering we are all enslaved to the machinations of a Merlin alter.

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Whelp, time to meet the bunny and hear some Anti-Ministry Propoganda. Surely nothing bad can come of this.

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Suzuya Kuzunoha

What should have been a simple patrol was souring fast due to the member neither Suzuya nor Burning Heart could find very appealing. The former thought Tesni was a bit too...American, as compared to her reserved nature and nationality, while the Magical Girl in here found mass destruction without a method behind the madness was troublesome. Even an army killer still needed some degree of safety and slamming a giant staff in a civillian filled construction was not it.

At least everyone else's lasers and strokes were aimed first, though the Japanese girl would never say as such even when a can of soda was stuffed into her hand. Checking the label and finding she had no idea what a Mountain Dew Surge was, she looked around for a trash can only to find her eyes to meet a mask barely inches from her face.

Roma Bhakti

The trio of Celestial Attendants shared a giggle as Suzuya dropped her soda with a yelp of alarm that would surely draw the patrol's attention to the hereto unseen intrusion in their midst. Just by their magical senses alone it would be clear these were not magical girls, even if they acted with an exxagerated sense of amusement and surrounded her, carding their fingers through herhair like she was a fluffy animal she would transform into.

"Pardon them their eccentricity. I neither curb nor condemn it, just as I find no fault in your own." The words drifted softly and with little inflection, the space between Tesni and Chinami that had once been empty of all but tension now filled by a statuesque woman in eastern garb of a more extravagent cut then the fox girl who was currently finding herself hemmed in between three affectionate Attendants. A gold fan was open, covering the lower half of her face in a gesture towards holding something of a demure air, even as two ears towered upwards from her head and marked her a rabbit of all things.

"Allow me to extend my greetings to now that we absent the company of a blind angel, for though this is not my first time in your company, this would be our first proper meeting as Magical Girls. I am Moonlight Tsubasa, and those are three of my Celestial Attendants." She said, eyes crinkling with a joy her tone failed to convey.

Responding to the alien Magical Girl's shifting tone, the Attendant's broke off from their petting and stepped back, effectively pinning the group between two groups. Without bringing attention to such positioning nor how Suzuya was hugging herself like she'd just had a particularly rough train ride, she reached with her unoccupied hand into her robes and drew out a familiar coin to one of the party present.

"It feels poor compensation for a night of such wonders to simply leave a token of appreciation with neither note nor gratitude, so allow me to take this chance to pay it forward for your next feast. We all are eagerly awaiting what the Table shall provide."

"But alas I feel that for all your efforts they will go unappreciated by others. Already I hear the murmurs of conspiracy from the halls of your vaunted prison, and it need not take much effort to imagine who would wish to see your charity spoiled like rotten fruit. A more insidious poison then the words of judgement from the Divine Sage of Drunken Apes beside me."

Her eyes slid to Tesni, twin pools reflecting the light of the moon even as they stood before the rare sunny day over London. "Had you an understanding of your present fate, perhaps you would be a hair more melodramatic. After all, you've found yourselves enslaved not only in body, but in mind. A cruel fate made all the more sinister for the very engine of tyranny you are broken by is one you are made to love. Truly the Ministry has learned from history to create such a wheel to shatter us in perpetuity. One could admire the artistry if it abided us the one thing no Magical Girl is allowed."

Tsubasa's gaze met each Magical Girl, from Lilac to Camelot, before intoning a single word echoed by her attendants.

"Growth."

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@Ponn

Suzuya's entirely aware and remembers things, she just acts and thinks in an entirely different track. One day she could be confidant enough to actually own her powers and that divide would disappear, but she's basically stuck in the training wheels mode.

So when she turns back it's like looking back on a night drinking and screaming internally that she actually did and said everything she did.