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Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

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Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

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Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

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St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

"Oh yes she had, and she used it to make you - troublesome cow." For a second, Cocoa would find herself winning their little fight. Then she'd find her legs and arms bound tightly together by some sort of magical rope, unable to really struggle. "Unwilling I suppose." Aetheria let out a sigh, ignoring anything the cow said and surprisingly dragging the heavier woman with ease by some sort of magic. Cocoa would find herself led to a small cell - it wasn't uncomfortable, per se, and had all the basic amenities in it, but as the binds wore off one thing would be apparent - everything in here was designed to be completely unbreakable so that even the strongest, most frenzied familiar would find themselves unable to break out or even make noise through the soundproof walls.

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It would take about thirty minutes before there was a knock at the door. When it opened, a somewhat scared looking Otille - who had just been screamed at for fifteen minutes - waved towards Cocoa. "H-hey, Cocoa." Otille braced for the hug, and walked towards it. Their entire time apart, Otille had been able to sense whatever emotions her familiar felt - fear, anger, frustration. "It's okay, there there." The peasant was obviously concerned as she rubbed the cow's ears. "I left a message for you with the Innkeeper, no need to tear through the town, alright? You were just sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. I'm sorry, I'll try to be more considerate next time. I should have known you'd come after me ..." More pettings. "I'm safe alright? Shhhh." Otille was content to hold Cocoa until she had calmed down completely.

Otille didn't bother to mention the fact the nurse had assigned her twenty hours of cleaning the hospital for the stampede. Something about educating her or the like. The white mage walked by the door, shrugged, and continued down the hallway. Her involvement with the cow was over, it seemed.

Maoin's mouth dropped in surprise before her eyes started to water, obviously hurt. She hadn't exactly expected Lady Gwynn to discuss her life story - but this? She's made a joke and had been told to off as a response. Sure, things hadn't gone the best before them last time, but wasn't it her former mistress who wanted to be friends? The cat stood there for a couple moments after the woman began to walk away, but she'd hear the soft footfalls of the cat as the girl walked next to her - face clean of tears or watering eyes, obviously having just been wiped off. The kitten tried to put on a smile this time.

Now what? She could try to press for information about what was happening and why her former owner looked like she was doing a death march, but it was possible that would just irritate her. She could walk away, but she did care about Gwynn, and no one else was here right now for her. She didn't have any companions a kitten could see, at least.

It would be rather apparent the kitten was feeling a little nervous as she started speaking.

"O-of course. I apologize, former mistress. A silly kitten - a slave - should only contemplate their servitude and allow her betters, such as your noble self, to take care of such things I cannot comprehend. How could simple property expect to understand your life or be trusted as a confident or advisor to a noble?" Maoin wasn't exactly lying - she believed some of what she said, although this was obviously a gross exaggeration to the point of parody. Her eyes watered a bit, but she wiped them off. This wasn't a time to show weakness.

"But, I'd like to talk to my friend. I trust friends, no matter their station." Maoin gave Lady Gwynn a smile. What was something her former mistress would actually have some advice about? "... L-" The kitten paused. "Gwynn ... I went with my current owner into a ruin. I nearly died ... and I would have, if my enemy hadn't decided to spare me. I've been a little afraid of picking up my sword since then." The cat shifted around uncomfortably - she had wanted to ask someone before Lady Sorcha about this issue, but it obviously wasn't her proudest moment. "... how do you deal with it? The fear of dying in a battle?"

She hoped even if Gwynn didn't want to talk about herself she'd at least be willing to talk about her. Maybe it'd make the noble open up a bit?

Chaos unfolded behind her as the maid fought down her other rescuers. For a couple moments, Fia considered pleading with Lyssa to stop and make peace, to stop this needless destruction. A single look on Cynthia's face changed her mind. They'd be cleaning the bathrooms until dawn. "r-RUN! Faster!" For one of the few times in her life the phoenix yelled, eyes wide and excited.

"Cynthia! Tell Karia to head into the village!" The phoenix finished her message by starting a flamethrower to force Cynthia to stop before the flames as they fled down the hallway towards the window. Lyssa needed time, and hopefully this would buy it.

Actually, this was a little romantic. Being carried like a princess and all through the choas by her victorious savior. The phoenix actually blushed a little.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

'Star' Heart

The reporters jumped back from the earth spikes, and after a quick look at eachother came to a singular conclusion: their lives were worth more than the news story. They refocused on the more amicable girls, no one noticing once Isana returned. Those who remained and were willing to talk gave similar stories, the honest one: they had no idea what was going on. Like Vivian, Emily remained quiet. Some of the reporters wanted to stay and ask questions, but for the most part they backed off to a distance as they recorded one of the news girls speaking: "Have they lost their edge? Hiding information? Either way, you heard them, folks. Our heroes, now older, have returned to save the city once again! Be sure to send any reports to the website W W W dot LIGHTYOURHEARTJUSTICEHEARTS dot Info as it is still up!" They seemed a little skeptical, but at least they seemed to be willing to forgive their want of privacy now - they had won a lot of good will with the city in general when they were younger.

Looking over at Goldenrod, Emily frowned at the passed out body of her little sister. "Um, maybe it'll heal C-errr ... Justice Goldenrod? Magical Girl powers and stuff?" That probably wasn't a good answer, and if they went to a hospital it was very possible that their identities would be revealed. "... hey, JUSTICE HEARTS, we have an injured member ... ummm White Heart-" These names were ridiculous. "Is the lair still open for us? Could we talk together in there? Privately?" She hadn't heard Alice already making date plans, but with her own magical abilities she could make the entire group arrive quickly. "And Justice Yellow, please don't destroy their equipment unless they try to follow us." They didn't want the lairs location revealed, that much was certain.

Isana was already transformed, but she'd find her own way. If Alice gave the confirmation, she'd wave her wand and she'd drag Goldenrod back to their prior home base.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

@Rabidporcupine That's fine :D

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

Will post tomorrow morning

EDIT: Will post when hangover is gone.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Selvina blinked a couple of times at her new teacher's suggestion - it wasn't what she was expecting, but here wasn't exactly anything unreasonable about it at all, was there? The noble gave her little student a quick glance - based on her clothing, she was civilized. Based on the interactions with the headmistress however, it seemed that the cat was a bit on the savage side.

The noble narrowed her eyes, and Meowka looked back. "I'll do it. Meowka, right?" The cat nodded. "Why don't we go somewhere a bit more quiet for your lessons? I wouldn't want for the class to distract you, after all." The pair left the room, going a short distance out into the hallway and finding a table. "So, today - and possibly this week, I'll try to teach you the alphabet ..."

If Kat was spying on them with a doll, she'd notice the cat seemed to be trying to pay attention and despite her previous fits was putting some effort into it - her vision would move whenever something happened however, her attention shifting to another object for a few seconds despite her best efforts to concentrate. As for Sel, she was trying to be patient as she had to repeat things several times before Meowka seemed to understand them ... but it was a bit of a struggle for her as well as the girl's attention was so easily adverted.

Aetheria raised her eyebrow as the cow didn't budge when she pulled on the collar and protested. The white mage simply intensified her glare, utterly non-intimidated. "Look here, cow." The mage spoke completely unfazed. "I've never seen your mistress 'Otille' once, but I can detect where she is based on your bond. I sent her a message that you'd be with me at the clinic. You wouldn't want to confuse her, would you? Or are you a bad, disobedient, untrusting cow for your mistress who wants to make her owner panic?"

Aetheria continued to glare. "Now you are going to come with me - willing or unwilling - and its up to you how angry I am at you two. Understand? You don't want to get Otille in trouble with the school because of your behavior, do you?" If all the cow had done so far was damage some property and scare some people that'd be little more than a quick detention and a lecture for her owner. Aetheria started walking into the clinic with another tug on the girl's collar.

Maoin's little bump into her former mistress should have been happy for the kitten - really, the noble was doing everything she had been wanting her to do previously. Dressed decently and in at least a somewhat feminine fashion, abandoning her pirating dreams, and even going to talk with the headmistress of her own accord.

But the kitten knew better than that. The clothes - sure, it was possible her former owner was just growing up and abandoning the I-Hate-Living-Decently stage she seemed to have been the status quo throughout their entire relationship. But she could tell the former pirate was bothered, and not simply by her former pet's presence. "H-hey, I'm heading there as well. Wanna walk together?"

Maoin tried to put on a happy smile as she slid next to the woman's side - honestly it probably looked a little weird, considering Maoin usually looked either sad, irritated, worried, or busy. For a couple seconds the kitten looked at the woman who seemed to be few on words for their reunion. "Hey Captain, cat got your tongue?"

Maoin usually didn't try to be 'funny', but hopefully this would at least make the noble woman laugh a bit.

Fia simply stared at them a little nervously as the troupe of three insanity had broken into one of the rooms. "... you could have kn-" The pheonix's statement was cut off as suddenly the action began. Cynthia appeared in the doorway, and before Fia could settle the violence she was carried like some sort of bride in the girl's arms before they began to sprint off and away from the conflict.

It was rather obvious the girl was confused. "Lyssa! W-what's happening?" The girl wasn't resisting though as she was carried off, fairly certain that the headmistress wouldn't blame her for the circumstances. She hadn't expected Lyssa to take what she said so literally.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Otille Kohler

The farmer nodded, listening intensely to the headmistress' advice ... was it possible she would get her money back, then? She was already planning to meet up with Lady Luna - the sheer reminder of the knightess causing her cheeks to blush - and with the headmistress at her back she figured she'd get most of the non-emotionally attached treasures back. That was good, at least.

"She's incredible, isn't she!?" The farmers face made her emotional infatuation with the knightess utterly clear. If the powerful mage had been intending an innuendo then the farmer simply did not catch it. "Th-thanks a lot, Headmistress Fiore!" Otille bowed slightly - if the headmistress didn't seem keen on stopping her, the farmer would make way for the next appointment as she left the building and headed back towards the inn, unaware of Cocoa's rampage but wondering why strange and panicked emotions were at the back of her mind.

Aetheria was initially confused by the cow's explanation - lover? The white mage raised an eyebrow, until three things became abundantly clear.

1. This familiar wasn't used to her human capacities, and was likely new to it.
2. Her 'Lover' was really her owner - otherwise the other cow statement would be a bit strange.
3. This cow was utterly unaware of social rules, her status, and how to behave at all.

Aetheria let out a sigh and approached the cow - her being shorter didn't seem to cause any difference in her ability to intimidate. "Look, I don't think this lover of yours would be happy with you rampaging across the streets." Aetheria simply pointed towards some of the damage Cocoa had caused. The white mage reached out a hand to the cow's forehead, focusing on the bond. The hand on the forehead lowered down to the cow's collar afterwards, wrapping around it dominatingly. "Come on. You're coming with me." Aetheria began to walk towards the clinic, not trusting the cow to avoid charging off on her own without being led. "Your mistress Otille, is fine by the way. But she'll have to come pick up her rampaging familiar when she's ready, and I'm going to have some words with her." Cocoa wouldn't know this, but a mental messaging spell had been sent.

Even for a new familiar, she couldn't allow rampant destruction to be ignored. At this point in the process, it was largely the owner's fault.

Maoin's guilt welled up a bit more as Lady Lightsword commented on the flaws in her philosophy. The cat blinked a couple times. Was she also being rude by rejecting Lady Luna's kindness? After another bite of the food before her, the meek cat responded to the knightess. "I-I'll work up a schedule then, Lady Luna. Apologies for not understanding. And thanks." That would be fine, right? Just one or two meals a week being made by her mistress' mage? Lady Sorcha seemed to enjoy the food at least.

The cat stared - with some hostility - at the spider, but she had promised Sol she wouldn't bring it injury. As she continued to glare though, the kitten's owner brought up their housing problem once again. Most of the day was still available to the kitten, and it seemed that this was going to take priority over cleaning absolutely everything from the trip and doing the other servantly duties she was falling behind on.

She guessed taking a break from cooking breakfast wasn't a terrible thing. Maoin shoveled the rest of her meal down in as dignified of a manner as she could have, wiped her mouth off, then looked towards the rest of the household. Including the spider she was a little jealous of at the moment in spite of herself. "Yes, I'm sorry mistress. I-I'll go take care of that now." She remembered the dragon's previous displeasure, and made sure to curtsy low apologetically before rushing out the door.

The girl began making her way through the streets to the headmistresses manner, but her journey was interupted as her head bumped into a soft moving object leaving a tavern as she rushed through the streets. Stepping back from what was a dress apologetically, the cat began to wave her hands in hopes of dismissing her mistake as she lowered her head. "I-I'm sorry your ladyship, please forgive me." The dress was fine enough that it was likely the woman was at least wealthy, if not straight up nobility. Maoin only lifted her head slightly, hoping a slightly submissive display would avoid a noble's wrath. "My mistake, I- Lady Gwynn?" It had taken a moment, but the facial features from the top of her vision eventually revealed what she hadn't noticed previously. "W-what are you doing here?! Why are you in dress? Are you alright?"

It was hard to tell if Maoin meant alright as in 'from the impact' or 'who forced you to wear this, and how', but either way some of the formality and submissiveness left her body as she responded to a familiar face - while perhaps the previous time had ended sadly, Maoin's ears were perked up and her tail went back and forth. It didn't take a bond to tell she was curious.

Fia yelped as a window in a nearby room shattered, jumping beneath a desk. She had been grading papers, but things had become a lot more intense.

The phoenix paused for a moment, running over the words she heard again. She had bird like hearing, and it didn't take a genius to know that was Lyssa's voice. "L-Lyssa?" Fia turned the corner, looking into a cloud of smoke. "A-are you ... alright?" She'd read a critism of storybook injuries involving glass not being nearly as brutal as they were in reality, and the phoenix was honestly a little concerned that her ... Lyssa had gotten injured.

Meowka listened, calming slightly as Katherine lightly caressed her head. Learned to read? For a moment she paused - that'd be useful, even if it only meant being able to communicate with the dolls. The cat wiped her face a little with her arm, clearing up any water that her eyes had produced. "Y-Yeah. Sounds good." Meowka nodded as she spoke quietly.

The dollmaster would feel a poke in her side as the cat moved in close again, hoping to at least hear a surprised yelp from her mistress. "Don't use this as an excuse to keep me away from you though. I enjoy you too much." Meowka would grab one of Kat's hands - if she would allow it - and walk alongside her with a smile. "You should be honored I care so much, after all. I AM the prettiest kitten around, after all."

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

'Star' Heart

7:38PM Short Distance from Police Bar

Elise quickly dealt the final blow to the electricity monster to Courtney's cheering, letting out a final electronic scream before coming to an end the thousand cuts were delivered. After cheering her teamate on, Justice Goldenrod insisted on the party working on their choreography, which made Emily roll her eyes to the top of her skull. They weren't pre-teens anymore - did they have to be any more ridiculous? The newspeople weren't really something she was interested in dealing with, and were actually far more concerning to her now than they used to be.
Especially now that the internet was more of a thing. "Please, Courtney."

Emily watched Isana leave the group out of the corner of her eye - and Justice Star couldn't blame her. She didn't seem to like any of them except for Alice, and it was entirely possible that if they arranged anything Alice would simply pass on the news.

Emily watched as Alice dismissed the majority of the standing crowd with her magic, which solved most of her concerns. As the voice actor approached to complain to Vivian though and enthusiastic high pitched male voice overwhelmed the remaining magical girls.

"WOW! Incredible! After 20 years, the Justice Hearts have returned, and with a bang! White Heart, why don't you tell us what prompted this reuinion concert? Why are the monsters attacking? What's it like now that you've grown up - and where have you been? How's do you plan to balance this with your careers?" The mid twenties reporter spoke with incredible speed, his body practically vibrating with a youthful vigor that somehow made him resistant to Alice's powers. A microphone was in his hand, which he shoved in front of the women's faces.

The remaining magical girls arrived on the spot as Lily passed out, still somewhat drunk.