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For a moment things were looking good despite a few objections. At one point a booming voice came that rattled Janet slightly. Apparently it was another's patron and they were quite loud. Though they seemed to agree to some kind of truce which was good. Before much could be celebrated though another Beacon girl made an unexpected move. Seemingly going mad she attacked the girl that called them all here. To top it off she had something akin to a bomb in her backpack. Thankfully one of her fellow Beacon was on top of that and saved them all from being blown to bits. It did however undermine Janet's efforts to that point.

While the other Beacon girls were occupied with the act of terror committed by one of their own, Janet was distracted by the appearance of her own Beacon mascot: each Beaconite was assigned one, but they rarely appeared: unlike the Puchuu, who were round and fluffy in their appearance, the Beckoners, as they called themselves, were more delicate. They often took the shape of small mammals such as cats and dogs, but with wings and halos. Some even mimicked humans, and appeared as angelic figures. Janet's Beckoner had the appearance of a beautiful angel, holding a harp in her hands.

"Janet," the angel spoke in a beautiful, if angry, tone. "Do you realize what you have done? You have associated with abominations, creatures of darkness that prey on the innocent and weak. You have sworn to uphold justice, and to vanquish the forces of despair. Why would you ever let these fiends suffer to live? Have you given in to their corruption? Have you lost faith in the Beacon, who has nurtured you and given you happiness?" The angel looked down upon the girl with a furious look in her eyes.

Having just watched her efforts to make some kind of peace fall apart before her, Janet was taken aback by her Beacon appearing. Being spoken down to wasn't something that she was used to. Maybe it was the insane circumstances or some effect of being turned into a girl but her emotions were a whirlwind. Throwing her hands up against her head and running her fingers through her hair she only just managed to stifle a scream of frustration. It came out more as a small squeek. Taking her Beacon in her hands she turned away from the others to keep it hidden. "No, I just..." Sighing in frustration she hung her head. "I'm sorry, I'm just so new to this. I just thought they should be given a chance like I was. I know the rules but it seemed like the right thing to do. At least we might not have them fighting us at the same time as all the other threats were still around." Glancing over her shoulder it looked like things were breaking down pretty quickly.

The angel's cold demeanor did not warm in the slightest. "Suffer not a monster to live; Burn the witch; Slay the holder of the Black Mint. These are your commandments. No threat is beyond a pious warrior of the Beacon. If you are to strike together as one with your fellow comrades, then you will surely prevail against the darkness looming before you." The angel sighed. "Your sins have been judged, and your verdict is thus: If you are true of heart and virtuous in soul, then you will get to your knees, beg for mercy, and swear to not falter in your path again. Only then will you be redeemed." The angel strummed the harp it held. "Otherwise, you will be deemed excommunicated, and marked as an enemy of our holy cause. The Beacon does not tolerate traitors, but you are still a neophyte, so this transgression can be forgiven. If you are to give proper tribute to the one who has given you peace and prosperity."

Well, wasn't likely that the others would approve, but not like their minds weren't made up by that point either. Janet did owe gratitude to Beacon though for selecting her and giving her a new life. Nodding quietly she knelt down and put her hands on her knees. "Forgive me for failing you and my fellow Beacon. I let my feelings control my actions. I will strive to obey your wishes over my own." Lowering her head she waited to see what the verdict would be. She wasn't very good at this sort of thing and still had some internal doubts about how she might fit in. But just giving up and leaving Beacon seemed disingenuous after everything.

The angel stared silently for a minute, until it nodded, it's disposition turning more accepting. It strung a happy note on the harp. "Very good. The road before you is perilous, and many temptations will be set before you. However, the Beacon will be there to support your mission, and protect your innocence. Remember your purpose from now; if you betray us once more, you will be cast down for the sin of treachery. May the light of the Beacon guide you forward..." It said, and then disappeared in a small glimmer of light. 

Having narrowly avoided being excommunicated Janet glanced back at the dissolving gathering. So much for cooperation. She would be lucky if any of them even considered her more than another psychotic zealot waiting to go off. Sighing she stood up and slowly followed Nat. She would catch up but at the moment she was lagging a bit behind.

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