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Gods, Angels, and Demons in New Haven: Definitive HD Mix edition

Sure. I’ll bite a little and see where this goes.

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Lying’s fun.

Prophetiae Adventum: Envoys of the Pantheon

“Eh? No, I will do no such thihnff.”

Rean lightly glared at the other girl but her stomach kept her from denying Liora’s apple. Whether she liked it or not, she needed to eat something. Begrudgingly, and refraining from pointing out the probable germination such an act entailed, she munched on the fruit even as the other girl was lost in her own thoughts. Good, because she didn’t fancy Liora catching her flustered expression or caring for her apple because soon enough Rean devoured the fruit, core and all. It seemed she was hungrier than she thought.

Wiping her lips with her sleeve, she was just about to suggest they go look for Arthur before Liora took it upon herself to act as the “distraction.” It was a plan they hardly agreed to. Rean was left agape, hair slightly frazzled from Liora’s headpats. “Wait, we can’t just…Liora that’s reckless, you fool!” But she was already up and near the guards. Rean cursed, an action that was probably unfavorable with the other gods but more than in-character for her patron.

What, did Liora think she was some sort of thief? Was she even dressed like one? Why couldn’t they have gotten someone more suited for the task to sneak around, like Arthur. She idly felt his presence nearby but not close enough to be of real assistance. Rean sighed and got to moving before the guards realized what they were doing. Scanning around for a higher vantage point, she spotted the closest building to the library. First step was first, just getting onto this building was going to be a hassle. Luckily, she had the merits of a small open window…and magic.

Rean unstrapped the Devulga at her hip, flipping through the pages and muttering some soft but subtle words to the tome. She intended to conjure up crimson winds, just enough to elevate her to the window without causing a panic. It would be just their luck she summoned a crimson tornado instead but she doubted she had the energy for that anyway. Getting to the window was the easy part of course. Next remained scaling the library from this building.

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“Try to keep up~”

That was about all the advice Ozma gave to the other Magical Girl. She left the actual pep talk and teaching to Valeria and Maria. She never said how the others could follow, only to simply do so. However they traversed in London’s streets was up to them so long as they weren’t seen by humans. Despite the invisible nature of their magic, it was surprisingly easy for people to claim catching the supernatural on camera these days. Or so they liked to believe.

The open-ended nature of Ozma’s request was, perhaps, an unspoken lesson of its own. Whatever method of travel best suited a Magical Girl was entirely dependent on their abilities and, often, their personality. Ozma passively kept track of where each girl was in accordance to her own zipping location. Curiosity and maybe a little amusement had the Crimson Comet grinning. Despite the worries of some of the other girls, it almost seemed she wasn’t taking this patrol any more seriously than normal. But Ozma’s flight pattern soon changed.

Diverged from the city’s streets, she took the class away from human presence and into further reaches near the outskirts of London. Their destination was eventually revealed as an abandoned mall long since left to cater undergrowth and decay. Maybe the city saw no use to fully demolish it or maybe it just wasn’t in their budget. Maybe the locals thought it was a fun place to evoke urban legends. Whatever the case, the mall was still standing, as run down and beaten up as it was. Ozma hovered her broom through an opening in the roof and descended into the lowly lit building. By the time everyone gathered back together her hands were waving with a red glow.

Spells were enacted, a rising forcefield of magic bubbling up the abandoned mall to keep them inside. Or to keep something from getting out. There was method to her madness however. Even the weakest of the gathered girls could sense the growing darkness around them, the wild presence of Pageless that piqued their interest upon their arrival. “Seems we found the place just rife with them,” Ozma commented, finishing her spell and grinning down at the class from her broom.

“Oi lasses, you all know the Pageless are getting right and antsy these days. Some of you may have noticed they were following us. Bold little devils they are now; better to lead them here and box em all up for one fell swoop.” Ozma tipped her hat forward and leaned back on her broom. Her expression was unreadable even as she smirked. “There’s another reason we’re here though. Well, we’re not supposed to be but since when was this country founded on following rules? We’re hunting for someone.” said Ozma with a gloved finger to her lips in a hushing motion.

“Some of you encountered her before and we’ll be relying on that experience to wrangle her. Consider this patrol off the record, if you catch my meaning yah?” It was all but spoken confirmation the Grand Ministry didn’t even know they were here, calling into question if Ozma was even approved to lead this patrol. Such thoughts wouldn’t last long, not when the Pageless Ozma mentioned grew restless. They hissed and buzzed, the darkness taking shape with beady eyes gazing back at the girls from behind Ozma. Their bodies easily blended into the thick greenery of overgrowth.

“What? Is something behind me~?”

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I'll post this weekend.

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Maria's merry Marie and Mary from Marrywell.

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Nessie’s player is currently busy with IRL but they should be back within this month. They can just be added into a group of two. Or be the teachers’ pet.

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So who's all new besides Celina, btw?

@Majoras End

The newest students, including Celina, are Olivia, Suzuya, and Nessie.

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There we go, mysterious new patrol mission.

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“Oh! Sorry, sorry!” Charlotte said without actually moving her hand away. She couldn’t help it and gave Lupin one more round of pets before finally relenting. By the time she was done there was a small crowd around the latest Marrywell student. Charlotte stepped back as the other girls took their turns admiring and fawning over Lupin. Good; it was better she made some friends now and this early on her first official day in the school. Charlotte simply nodded in approval even if she couldn’t join in the fun herself. Her mind returned to the tasks at hand after all.

She had other things to take care of especially when the Ministry expected results on this Roma case. And so Charlotte was gone before anyone noticed, vanished and poofed without much of a farewell. She doubted she’d get one when the others were so wrapped up in their own conversations. For now she’d work out of sight and beyond their notice to make some arrangements. Whatever else the others had to do for the night’s class, they would do so and finish up before the morning hours reminded them all this was still a school.

All of the girls were expected to be present and punctual for their classes over the next couple of days. In that time, they’d learn the basic curriculum taught in Marrywell’s walls. But beyond the public view and outside of everyday sight, they were learning the methods of their magic and the inner-workings of their Grimoires. Being one of the newer students, Celina was placed in the same classes as the other new girls with dorming arrangements sorted out between them. All of it, including Charlotte’s unseen efforts, paid off when the girls were assigned their second patrolling mission shortly after. For some it was their first.

By choice or chance, the girls found themselves gathered in one group at Marrywell’s entrance. As per Valeria’s homework, each of them was expected to have formed some group of two or three, though Charlotte didn’t seem care whatever sort of order they were in today. She flashed all of them, gathered teachers Valeria and Maria included, a wiry grin as they assembled. “Oi lasses, glad you could make it! The Minister’s appointed me to look over your patrol for today so let’s see if you girls actually learned something the last week, ya?”

A crowd of students were also watching the group depart. It was rare for the Crimson Comet herself to head such thing as just a meager patrol, let alone act like she was a teacher after avoiding the role for years. Naturally it’d cause quite some buzz in the air. Charlotte paid them no mind, spinning around and transforming into her magical uniform. “Remember, muggles can’t very well see us when we’re transformed, so try not to make such a fuss. Students keep up with your teachers and teachers, try to keep up~” Magical Girl Ozma announced with a wink.

A twirl of her hands summoned a bright white witch’s broom that sparkled in sheen with the morning light. Ozma hopped on the length of it with the balance of a skateboard before zooming forward into London with a crimson streak. Her smirk was…slightly off today, something Maria and Valeria would notice. Maybe there was more to this simple “patrol” than the senior girl was letting on but that could only be confirmed if they started catching up.

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