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Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

Posting tonight.

Botanist And Bards

"..."

The guard stared at the woman in front of her, eventually only responding with a quick nod of her forehead. From her perspective, it was obvious the woman was quiet although it was a bit hard to tell why. As a result of that, she simply stood there awkwardly. How was she supposed to address the noble? She was a guest of the estate, and it wasn't like she could tell the woman to buzz off. The guard looked away, only glancing towards the noble periodically.

"Your ladyship ... are you ... um ... lost?" The woman seemed a little upset to even think of that as an idea, as if she was a bit concerned it could get her in trouble somehow.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

@EnterTheHero Alright, you've done your research. I'll say sure, Tokyo Mew Mew also has some similar stuff in there (becoming a cat girl) and that's practically staple. I also let a robot in. Submit and I'll work with you on adjustments.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

@EnterTheHero I'm not really aware of this being a staple of the magical girl genre. As I've states previously, the magical girls are pretty standard (on purpose). Do you have an example of an anime that does this?

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

@EnterTheHero A dragon girl? Can I ask exactly what you mean?

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

Aetheria shrugged at Livia. "There was a one cow stampede through town - and I gave some character building community service. Not sure how that's cruel at all - maybe that peasant will become a doctor one day from the inspiration." As the headmistress continued though the white mage thought for a moment how to respond. "I don't have many thoughts on her at all - she sort of just popped in here out of the blue, and she's not my patient. She's a bit strange, but then again so is everyone else here. Why do you ask?"

Maoin's eyes had closed as she finished her plea, and she only opened them in time to register the fact that she was about to be hit. Her cat like reflexes didn't give her supernatural speed or remove her surprise as the blow slammed into the side of her face. Maoin reeled backwards from the impact as she placed a hand protectively over her now bruised face. A quick inspection of that hand revealed there was likely a small trickle of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

For a second the cat looked between her hand and Lady Gwynn's face, brain not really registering what her former mistress was saying. She had never been really angry in her life, but she felt her blood boil in her veins as she looked defiantly into this bitch's eyes.

If Lady Sorcha had been watching the next few moments she would have been proud - the kitten's nervousness from their training dissipated. Her submissiveness evaporated. Her focus was complete, and she seemed to finally be employing her catlike sense of balance to it's fullest extent as she leaped towards Gwynn, employing her tail to balance her body as she sent an airborne kick straight into Gwynn's head.

She didn't have a reaction time, Lady Sorcha, Lady Luna, and especially the goddamn pirate did. She'd seen the pirate train back at the manor, and now thinking of Lady Sorcha's lessons she remembered the subtle flaws in Lady Gwynn's footwork that had always existed. She could adjust her blow before the woman would even finish positioning herself to block nothing, and she knew it.

After the shot, the cat would land back on the ground low in a position the looked like she was ready to pounce and rip the flesh from the woman's bones as she exposed her small fangs. It was a rare look of confidence - no, dominance. Lady Gwynn might be a natural, but she wasn't a fucking beast.

Fia looked up towards Lyssa and nodded with a big smile. Chocolate? That sounded great! Now literate, the phoenix looked over the various labels on the goods in front of her declaring some items to be vanilla, or strawberry, or even a couple lemon flavored items. Eventually though, the crimson haired girl's eyes rested on a large, chocolate cookie with white nuts in it.

The fourteen year old poked her companion's side, gesturing towards the cookie and putting her hands together in what was clearly some sort of plea. "... please ...?" She spoke softly as usual, but a small hopeful smile crossed her face.

Otille Kohler

Otille blushed as she looked at Cocoa's completely unapologetic entry into the bath. For the moments in between stripping and entering, the novice mage got quite a good observation of the curves of her familiar's body. The farmer's eyes drifted downwards in embarrassment and a blush crossed her cheeks - Otille did manage to look up as Cocoa swam up to her, unconsciously observing the cow's ... orbs ... before looking at her face, her own still very, very red. "H-hi Cocoa ..." The farmer reached a hand up - somewhat nervously - to pet the cow's head. "Ummmm ... d-do you have a favorite color or something?" Such a dumb question, but perhaps Cocoa already had an entire philosophy of the universe planned out.

Botanist And Bards

The guard nodded, then let off a small shrug. "She enjoys it, miss. Not the most useful skill, but it at least cheers her father up a bit." It was difficult to tell if the guard was being dismissive or slightly appreciative, but it was clear her love of the arts probably wasn't as intense as from Isabella's land. The singing came to a stop of few seconds later, and the guard beckoned down the hallway where a fifteen year old servant of sorts - no brand marked her forehead and her clothes were more reasonable - ran into the room with a couple of towels before closing the door behind herself entering the room to likely attend the singer.

"Anyways, I've heard there's a guest here tonight from a far away land. Court is excited to hear news of the outside world, though in these shattered lands it is not as if the storm will allow politics to ever change ..." The guard looked over Isabella's armor with a couple glances. "... that you by any chance? You don't look like you are from these parts."

Botanist And Bards

The sword remained silent now as Isabella looked towards the door with curiosity. The guard glanced up a couple of times to observe the watching woman - the noble around the corner seemed like either a really bad, nervous assassin or someone who was lost. After a brief sigh, the guard fiddled with a sword on her hilt for a moment before turning slightly towards the cloaked woman. "Erm, you okay miss? Did you have an appointment with the young lady? I haven't been made aware of one." The guard tried not to speak too loudly to avoid interrupting the singer inside, but she wasn't simply going to let someone stare awkwardly at the doorway for all eternity.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

We aren't arguing, we are discussing.

Botanist And Bards

"My name is Valiant." The sword offered no explanation on the origins of this name in the lonely hallway as they continued to move. "And there is no need to call me Sir, Princess. I am merely a blade."

As the princess continued down the right hallway, she'd notice that most of the doors were closed and appeared to be locked. The hallway became better lit, however, and more well constructed - although it took a left ahead with no other direction to go. The floors were a bit cleaner than previously and was their a smell of lavender filling the air as she approached the corner.

If Isabelle decided to look around the bend, she'd see a guard standing next to a slightly adjar door - a twenty-something year old woman with a broken nose and a ponytail - who ignored Isabella after a momentary glance. The smell of lavender likely came from that room, along with the sound of some ... singing?

It was from a young female voice, and while certain words seemed to be unrecognizable it was clear whatever language the unseen girl sung in was related to Isabella's own. She could make out a few words - such as 'storm', 'rain', and others, but the meaning of the song was largely lost due to the language barrier.