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— convenience store —[/center]

The girl walked on the side of the sidewalk closest to the buildings. Her phone vibrated in her hand. Not the steady vibration but the double beat meaning activity on one of Kuroe's accounts. She ignored it for the moment, not in any right state of mind to deal with anything but the situation at hand. Shizuri would rather be the only girl patroling in the whole district than in her current situation.

This thought was driven from her mind as she rounded one final corner. After a moments worth of standing in mild shock, she ducked back around the corner and scanned up and down the street. Shizuri pulled the marker from her pocket and bared her wrist, writing across it.

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Let These Words Ignite
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Black mist engulfed her for the briefest moment, stemming from those words and dissapating to leave her transformed into Kuroe, Magical Girl and writer. She rounded the corner, confident with her shoes tapping a cadence on the sidewalk. The girl paused next to a light pole and aimed with the marker before writing a single word.

[center][i]Cut[/i][/center]
She caught the pole with one hand as it fell, sliced clean across the base and wrote again.

[center][i]I will speak loudest with deeds.
This will be the weapon with which I write my will.[/i][/center]
It burned with a cool flame, changing shape into a long and slender blade over ten meters long. Sword in hand she continued the steady walk towards the ensuing battle, slow enough to give her a chance to observe before diving in.