Delia Lin
A flicker of confusion crossed Delia’s face as Reika described how to transform out of the magical girl form
A happy memory or object? What? Umm, okay... wow... will any one do? scrambling for a particular memory Delia got a bit flustered and finally landed on a simple memory of Delia and her family on a picnic. There was nothing particularly special about it, it was just a moment of pure content.
Concentrating on that memory, Delia’s transformation slowly disintegrated breaking off of her like leaves in an autumn breeze before turning into nothingness. Finding herself back in her own clothes again made Delia smile involuntarily.
Looking at Reika, Delia's mouth almost dropped open. Reika's boots and stuff shortened as her shirt and hair lengthened, tilting her head in confusion she watched Reika lead the way. Almost skipping, Delia hurried to keep up with Reika who led her to the roof and some room that was nicely decorated and another girl was already there and Reika’s words implied there was another yet to come.
Walking over Delia sat down next to Reika, looking around with a grin on her face. Absent mindedly swinging her legs Delia looked to the other girl that seemed to be the owner of the place.
“This place is nice... is this your hideout or something? It has a kinda majestic feel to it. Oh! I’m sorry, I’m Delia and she is now my Master~! What’s your name?” grabs Reika’s arm and holds it close as she asks the bookish girl. Looking over to the entrace
"Excuse me, Angel? Are you coming in? This place is pretty amazing~!"@TheWindel@KoL@liferusher