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Grimoiric Heart

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Grimoiric Heart

Sounds good to me. Roma needs her chief second in command now more than ever.

Grimoiric Heart

Roma: “I could fix that burning problem of yours.” Holds a tiny Pageless up as a pen. “Just open your Grimoire, Camelot. It’s less painful if you’re willing and able to use it.”

Grimoiric Heart

Roma Bhakti

Truly Roma was blessed to have returned to Merrywell under Valeria's care, for she found nothing more then an affirmation of her beliefs and radiated a dignified as the rabbit eared Magical Girl was led to her cell. Cute though it was to see her captor flirt so shamelessly with the Murderer, what caught her attention more was how Ozma seemed conflicted by the Minister's grand address.

When the door shut she turned to face them, hoping to offer the Murderer a moment of reconsiliation even if atonement was forever beyond Ozma.

"Perhaps you are beginning to see the nature of the beast who holds you all in her thrall. If the blatant example of emotion and consiousness suppression was not enough, she openly admits her desires for all and sundry to hear. I would call it arrogance but it has proven a well founded belief in her untouchable nature."

Her eyes shifted between them before closing, hands reaching to the bars as though physically imploring them with the emotion she couldn't convey. "If I had proven the monster you think me and killed Magical Girls this day, do you believe she would have treated me with any less warmth?"

"No. She'd have embraced me all the same. She...has but one goal. A goal she's already succeeded in, and only cares to keep ahold of. The complete control of all Magical Girls. It matters not who dies so long as those who remain....are hers alone."

Suzuya Kuzunoha

Suzuya had never regretted coming to England more then the day she'd just endured, and she'd already seen what they called 'pub fare' food. The idea of striking a teacher had never even occured to her in her old school life, and her Grimoire was sorely tempted to encourage it.

Tempted, but neither were ready to step into the wrong like that. They were being wronged by the teacher, treated like a marauding brute for intervening between an assault on an unarmed person with open hands and firm words, all the while the same teacher was seemingly consoling a girl who attempted to kill an injured Magical Girl just to get an edge over Tsubasa.

So they'd swallowed their revulsion, hugged a bloodthirsty wolf, and left without a word to the counselor.

---

Suzuya's only relief came from her dorm, the still transformed fox girl finding a ray of sunshine and her reliable paramour relaxed without a care in the world. Letters came, went, and came again with one even for Suzuya. Carefully prying open the envelope so as not to rip it, already planning to keep both parcel and packaging, she found Bonnie's words uplifting. The longing for connection in those words brought a smile of understanding to her lips even if she'd already planned on going.

Her ears perked up, twinned radar dishes directed to Olivia and almost seemed to glow- No, they were clearly glowing even as Suzuya's face remained perfectly relaxed. The joys of emotional control via magic were not to be understated in avoiding typical maidenly embarrassment.

"That sounds lovely. And I presume Xolys shall be our chaperone? I seem to recall one of the other girls talking about Pizza before we left this morning. We should see what the city can offer of it!"

Tower of Fable

Kanbaru Otoko

Apia was still the ray of sunshine she remembered from the Detention, that plucky bee that could defang a nightmare with a preciuse thrust and save their pizza night from destruction. Hearing she was a direct affiliate of a Vassal was a sight better then being another Jester affiliate, and truthfully she couldn't have picked a friendlier one to point Apia towards.

She wanted to congratulate her. To commiserate on finding one who would support and actively work to see her grow.

But her eyes were locked on Yui, a tighteness grasping her entire body even as a familiar face took the seaweed head by the shoulder and promised a swift, grisly demise at a word from Kanbaru. A word. A grunt. Even a nod of the head and Yui's journey could end to nothing more then the casual madness of the Casino and it's owner.

"You fought Touka, huh?" But Kanbaru relaxed marginally, the words carrying an almost rye amusement as she quirked her head and tried to look at Yui in a new light. "And you're still alive. She must have seen something to leave you breathing."

"Mastephos, we need an arena. No interruptions and no audience. I require your discretion from the other staff...Apia, you can come along as well. If Yui wants to pursue Touka then she can show me she has what it takes, or I'll retire you far sweeter then she would if she sees you again."

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After following the minion that had so recently terrorized the Tower Kanbaru stood across from Yui, her hair still blue with the JSTR seperated from her. The fight before her was personal, and while she fully intended to use everything at her disposal to bring Touka back, this was going to be a measure of her own growth.

"You can use anything you gained by your own strength and actions. That snake is neither but I'll accept it won't leave your side willingly." With a flicker of light the Corpse Collector Serei was absorbed, a billowing coat and hood settling over her. The comforting embrace of a heavy mask secured itself to her face and the visage of Broker of Fortune, Rule Keeper of the Detention Club, loomed before Yui.

The Nephy card shattered and a blade of blackest night fell from sleeve into waiting hand, frost crackling along it's length as a dark vitality surged around Kanbaru in a visible aura of necromantic energy. "If you can't stand to face me here then turn and never let Touka's name grace your lips, for you will never reach her side."

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Roma Bhakti

As droll as it was to return to the scene of her crime there was a certain justice to be savored in having the only teacher she'd found respect for bringing her there. A flicker of righteousness rewarded for putting everything on the line to see an injustice righted. In a sense it was exactly the reaction she wanted, thus she had fallen upon her proverbial sword and cast herself upon the mercy of freshly bloodied and battered Magical Girls.

Never had Merrywell known such a blow and, if there was any goodness in the world, it would never again. Yet Roma's head was unbowed as she was brought in Valeria's grasp, a prisoner but an unrepentant one. Even as Olivia approached her and returned the golden rose, a soft shimmer of dream-like blue wafting from the petals as it found itself pressed between the layers of her vestaments. Tsubasa's expression was inscrutable, the stuff of carved marble that could not express the tremor of remorse that her actions where neccesitated in the first place.

"Where I to have met two souls as noble as yours when I first returned to this sunless land I may well have abandoned my plans entirely." The words met Olivia's back, the Magical Girl already departing to the embrace of her paramour and the other Magical Girls. But for all the wishes she may have held for things to have been simple and clean, there was no sanctuary to be found as a melody of calm poured across the courtyard.

"But the cause of my crimes now stands before us." Alas the venom she longed to convey never reached her tongue, voice still placid as a lake on a windless day whilst the target of all her enmity met her face to face. There was no flush of rage or mounting horror, meerly an imposed serenity as the black and white rabbit girl stored unblinking into the eyes of the Grand Minister. Their foreheads met in an almost fond embrace and had she the range of motion her ears would have wrung Lillian's neck like a sodden rag.

"My light has never wavered, merely revealed to me the absense of your own, Merlin the Charlatan. Merlin the Incubus. Merlin the Maker of Kings. The Witness to eternity's passing and the dust of dreams."

To be held so tenderly by the very pinnacle of injustice she fought against had a dark revulsion churn in her gut. The flicker of movement as the inevitable happened almost seemed a welcome end.

Suzuya Kuzunoha

The biggest surprise upon returning to Merrywell after her dead sprint across the rooftops was that the perpetrator was right there and no one seemed hostile. The spirit of her Grimoire had rather grim views of traitors, but Moonlight Tsubasa was already captured. Logically a prisoner was kept for ransom, information, or to await punishment, but this was still the heat of the moment and as she sailed over the walls of Merrywell, there was the expectation of greater hostility still persisting.

Oh, sometimes I hate to be right. Vixen and Grimoire were of mirrored thoughts as a fellow beastly Magical Girl broke ranks with a howl, bloodlust radiating from her in a corona of magic as she sprinted near horizontally to plunge her blade into the captive Celestial. How she hoped to achieve anything with both the Grand Minister and Valeria already holding Tsubasa eluded her but she would not stand idle and find out.

With a leap Suzuya closed the distance and rolled in the air, her tails bristling with steel before flinging the long poles of blazing yari into the ground. The tri bladed spears skewered the earth behind her in a line of imposing flame, a wall at her back as the fox barred her path with both hands open, palms raised to Lupin. When she spoke it was not with the voice of a frail wall flower, but the commanding tone of a warrior mother radiating disapproval at an unruly child. "You will lower your blade before you shame yourself any further!"

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"I can't believe I said that!" A thoroughly mortified and untransformed Suzuya bleeted as she staggered into her dorm, exhausted emotionally and horrified with her actions. She clutched at her chest, feeling her heart race as she slumped against the door...and found the curious sight of Olivia fiddling with an open letter. Curious that anyone still wrote letters, but if she stopped to think about it there were probably still Magical Girls capable of working a telegraph line more comfortably then a cell phone.

"..." Curious enough to forget her own fatigue she ambled forward, hesitant like a skittish gazelle and read it from over Olivia's elbow. The contents where bizarrely mundane for such heavy events that had just transpired, but the sheltered girl that ached for such activities felt her interest unerringly pulled to it. "A sleepover? That sounds fun. Umm, I hope you all have a fun time...do you think there's room for one more?"

It was a little silly to be so hesitant in asking, as by now even Suzuya knew Olivia was as friendly as could be and wouldn't even consider a refusal, but it still felt like a big step forward in not relying on Tomoe Gozen's influence!

Tower of Fable

Kanbaru Otoko

It was only once she'd stopped talking she realized the magnitude of what she'd just laid on the poor oxygen deprived young man, and that perhaps he wasn't too ready for it. His pink eyes didn't seem to fully grasp everything that was said and were quickly wandering off, passing over Kanbaru's shoulder in the direction she knew Harley to be.

The buzzing of a very happy bee pulled her from deciding if she should let Darwin's Law work itself out naturally or intervene to save him from Harley again, settling for the former in the face of a connection to her past already in her arms. Beaming openly without any sarcasm or avarice to poison it, Kanbaru felt herself relax in spite of the blaring Casino atmosphere as the familiar Dark Magical Girl was at her side.

"Yeah, it's been awhile. Who'd have thought you'd come here as well when you aren't even a Court Affiliate." At least, Kanbaru didn't feel any of that on the bee girl, and it was hard to hide that sort of energy when you'd been close enough to kiss. "Oh, and whose this little missy-"

In spite of Yui's innocent appearence Kanbaru had no warmth to share for her, expression frozen before she curled an arm around Apia and pulled her just a little bit away from the green haired child of nature. "I remember you, Yui. More specifically I remember you not being there for Touka. Leaving her alone in the dark, brooding and toiling and plotting to fill a hole in her heart that ached so bad she split herself into two people. Then when the Magic went and that loving, caring, outgoing other half just dies on us, Touka still didn't have a sister."

The whale wanted to lay into Yui, dredging up the bitter feelings she'd nursed towards the light magical girls, but it paled to her feelings for the one responsible for it all falling apart. She swallowed, eyes closing and chest feeling with a great breath to calm herself. As she settled her hair shifted to its natural blue and when her eyes opened they shined like the sea under a cloudless day. Reaching into her cloak she pulled a bag of clinking gold from her pillaging of Umbra Academy and held it out for the JSTR to materialize and accept. "Take this and go buy Riku off that stage before a bidding war starts. You can have first bite at her till I catch up."

Only when the friendly parasite had gone off to secure a shamed princess who was certainly not going to enjoy the nun's non-existant mercy did she fancy addressing the former Miso residents again. "You want to find Touka? So do I. When I get out of this place and the Tower, I'm going to have to find the deepest, darkest hole in the world, because that's where she went. It's where she always goes when there's no one left to hold her back."

Grimoiric Heart

Disappearing in a flash of light was both a genuine escape and a parlor trick. Tesni had already tasted the Reflection of the Moon's power to commute between reflective surfaces, and amidst the glass paned metropolis of London that in and of itself was enough to rapidly move without difficulty. But to escape the walled academy required a surface of their own already in place, far from the reach of pesky monkeys.

Tsubasa stood atop a disc of shimmering silver, the UFO gliding with ease along the london sky on a rare sunny day. She cast a look back at Merrywell, seeing where she stood through the myriad holes Dynasty Queen had made, though the spectacle of a striken Merrywell was eclipsed by the monstrous fire she saw at her mall hideout. "What a shame. I had been enjoying that art supply store."

The Light of the Moon perked it's head up, reaching into her sleeve and pulling free several tubes of oil pants she waved like a child presenting their haul of candybars. Her peers tittered, soft sounds of amusement filtering through the air while Tsubasa felt her tense muscles relax and settle in to enjoy a tranquil ride over the horizon before looking for a new hideout.

Her pleasant stop at the shop comes to a violent end when a large explosion is heard above. Below Tsubasa a smoldering hole appeared in her flying saucer, which was beginning to teeter off and drift into a building.

A crafted howitzer had fired from below, launching mortar and destroying any plans of a tranquil ride. A large tank crawled across the road like a beetle with rapid speed, large headlights glaring down the villainous Magical Girl as there was one force she had not yet been able to elude or outwit.

"Ze American is here!" Valeria hissed, on the top of her tank as she aimed down her golden revolver towards the girl. "By order of the Academy, I'm taking you in! Dead or alive, it's going to end here for me or you!"

Valeria knew how to make an introduction. She had spotted Tsubasa just as she had left Merrywell, her saucer not the easiest thing to hide as it trailed through the sky. The emboldened magical gunslinger armed with the protective spell Ozma had given to her took it upon herself to challenge the villain alone. The least she could do for the students she was not able to protect.

She'd kick herself for fighting for the Academy, but she'd tell herself she's doing it for Ozma.

The four passengers jolted upwards and the Attendants clung to each other, pantomiming desperate prayer as they felt the saucer teeter down to the earth with increasing speed. Given Roma's lacadasical reaction to sudden artillery fire they weren't begrudged their theater and she peered down at a Magical Teacher who seemed just as destructive as Dynasty Queen. "At least she admits it."

"You three can enjoy a rest while I deal with this. Consider this your vacation." The Celestial Rabbit gave them a nod before stepping off the side of the plummeting craft as it hobbled on towards the Thames. In free fall, a streak of color robes flapping in the breeze as she angled towards the tank and the revolver toting Magical Girl, her fan snapping out to the side and opening. The fin caught the wind and began to spin, accelerating into a drill that came crashing down till the precise moment she snapped the fan closed and choped down directly onto the barrel of Val's tank.

"As the only teacher who has deigned to try and stop me, I accept this challenge."

All the while as Tsubasa approached down to confront the teacher she is being fired on by a machine gun placement on the rim of the tank's hatch. Her fan turned drill saw cracked off the end of the gun but Valeria had plenty of explosives toys to bring to bear against her dangerous opponent.

Several bursts of shotgun fire launched off to the magical girl's chest as the German refused to hold back. Her arms working themselves up a hot steam as she simply salvages metal from the tank to be compressed into guns and ammo. Explosive shells cast forward and Valeria jumped off the hull to continue her pursuit.

"This is for all the girls you've terrorized!" Another shot. "This one is for calling me an American!" She'd empty the magazine and discharge the last canister.

The ceaseless firing in the truest American spirit was a hinderance that had the Eel's tense, body moving constantly as she tracked the trajectories of of the many barrels and found even with presience there was precious little to be done with so many vectors and further spreads of shotgun pellets. The racket of shot pinging off her splayed fan was defeaning, guarding her head while her body felt tenderized beneath her robes.

"I may have terrorized them but I've killed far fewer then you lot ever shall." The rabbit let her gifts fall upon Val, and unlike Dynasty Queen there are ample opening that did not due well when being blocked with golden obstructions. Jamming barrels and sticking pins in the exposed joints of Val's limbs, Tsubasa chose to endure the pummeling till she knew the guns would draw silent and rush in to introduce her fan to Val's face.

Valeria doesn't go unscathed. She'd take Tsubasa's cheeky assault and even as her weapon fell from a jammed left arm, she wouldn't stop using her own body as a weapon. Jettisoning forward with rocket powered boots she'd slam into Tsubasa, a free right arm crushing her fan with powerful metal hands that shred the fabric. There is no need for guns where rocket powered fists that pummel into the Light of the Moon.

"Enough tricks and bullshit!" Valeria said, face to face with the villain. "I've not killed a single girl! I've held myself back! I know full damn well what magical girls can be capable of and what myself as a German is capable of! I'll never stoop to that low, I'll never force violence upon others or make them do something against their will! I'm not a psycho like you are!"

With that said, the girl attempted to pin the witch against the pavement. All the while her tank still rolling forward on its treads without a pilot and threatening to crush them both underneath...

"You surrender now. I'm not budging. We'll go together, I'll make sure of it..." The girl snarled in a bitter tongue, prepared to go as far as needed to fullfill her promise.

Tackled to the pavement in the most brutish of fashions, Tsubasa considered the resolve of the girl astride her and didn't find it wanting. The rain of gold obstructions ceased and hear ears quirked curiously as she settled beneath the teacher.

"Hmm, perhaps you are one of the better ones. Though abandoning your duties just to kill little old me may say otherwise, I will assume you are incensed by my slanderous remarks to your nationality." The rabbit deflated, admiting defeat with grace and far too much ease. But it wasn't like Val knew what she had kept up her robe and she saw no great loss in yielding one worth at least a modicum of respect.

"I yield, Krieger."

Valeria stared down her prey. The fire in her eyes and that inflamed her heart still burning, demanding for a bloody catharsis. Reason finally cooled her off, and with her remaining arm she'd have the tank dissassembled and returned to her living grimoire before it could crush the pair. Quick metal cuffs are latched around Tsubasa's wrists and ankles to prevent an immediate escape. She'd force the villain to her feet while shaking out the golden bits in her arm to restore its functionality.

"Yeah and maybe there's something still good inside of that wicked heart of yours. We'll find out about both of us won't we?"

Valeria would make sure none of her attendants interferred as she kept a weapon trained on the villain's back, forcing her to march back into the tank to be returned to the academy she had just ransacked.

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And thus the short battle ends and everyone can return to Campus.

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Roma Bhakti

Between the clashing of an oversized pipe and the legendary measuring stick of the oceans, Tsubasa's attentions flickered to a new presence that was simply impossible to ignore. The eldritch nightmare that was Olivia's paramour was rather eye catching, but in truth, it was the purity of Olivia herself that the rabbit eared Magical Girl could never ignore. Utterly unguarded in her bearings and words, she highly doubted the girl had ever once seen reason to fib over even something as minor as a second helping of dessert. Before Tsubasa's eyes was a being of love almost but not quite to the point of irrationality, and were there only more of her she'd have never needed to resort to her plan in the first place.

Her plea wrenched at Roma's soul yet her face was locked in a visage of stone, unmoving even in the most turbulent of moments. To know the wrongness of one's own actions even if they were deemed a neccesity didn't not lessen the weight of her sins, and so innocent a cry for mercy seemed to double that burden on her shoulders. Tsubasa exhaled, sparing a glance around herself and determining that she had done enough for now and that she was unlikely to Revise anymore Grimoires before reinforcements arrived.

A rose of scultped gold and lacking any thorns, it's petals open as though frozen at the moment they should fall from the stem, fell into Olivia's hands with non of the menace of what was falling upon Dynasty Queen. It was not worth that which Roma had taken that day but it made a flicker of warmth bloom in her chest to use that power as it was always intended.

Then her Celestial Eyes fell back onto Dynasty Queen after the girl had finished her internal scheming and Tsubasa tensed with horror at the recklessness of the Monkey King. Her intentions were painted with crystal clarity, muscles and movements betrayed even at their most random to one with eyes beyond mortal comprehension, and she needn't turn away to remind herself of who still laid fallen, whimpering and thrashing upon the ground as the Revision put them through pain without comparison.

"You utter fool." Oh how Tsubasa wished to instill the venom she felt into her voice, but it rose not an octave above her flat monotone. She was angry enough to consider serious retalliation but there wasn't the time any longer to play about. Appearing at her side was the Celestial Attendent clad in purple, her green hair already blurring as she moved at the speed of light to answer the reason for her summons. Nary an after image left behind as she scooped up the fallen Magical Girl in Tesni's war path and carried her out to wary the girls already recovered waited in fear outside the shattered cafeteria walls.

The Light of the Mooon was a rather difficult foe to face in a race, of that Tsubasa knew with certainty. Without the fear of a victim behind she fell back, letting both staff and kick sail clean over head as she flattened herself to the ground. A position lacking dignity but affording Dynasty Queen the respect she thought due. Which was to say very little.

"The time for battle draws to an end and it has left as poor a taste as Merrywell's defenses have. Had I not the intent to take everyone alive then I would have robbed you all of an entire generation of Magical Girls in the blink of an eye."

All at once her attendents were at her side, a trio of masked figures helping her to her feet and brushing off the debris stubbornly clinging to her robes. The Reflection of the Moon flashed with moonlight slipping from beneath her mask and Roma stilled, soaking in the atmosphere of Merrywell before her departure. The Pageless broke from their battles even at the cost of their lives, flowing like ink upon a river to clamor upon Tsubasa, a tide of darkness rushing under her robes and swelling her presence with an aura of darkness tinged with forlorn sadness.

"I can never be forgiven for my actions today, and when peace comes upon our unified I will submit to whatever judgement you all may carry out, but from this point forward, the only crimes shall be your own. Choose well."

In a flash of light the raid upon Merrywell ended with the sole aggressor vanishing without a trace and the crash of Dynasty Queen's staff ruining yet another wall.