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[color=orange]"So it would seem, Nyxia."[/color] Roche sighed, her cloak ruffled as she rolled her shoulders as the emerged onto the curbside, standing beside the oblivious flower shop owner as she fussed over locking up for the day. She'd long since been inured to the oddity of being invisible to the mundane world of Miso, only the greatest spikes of magic and the collateral damage borne from smashing Miseria being the only evidence of their existence. 

The benefits of being a ghost that could touch and steal far eclipsed the costs. She didn't even need to pay for takeout if she could just take it off the counter. 

With Suki flying over head, screaming her head off like a loon, she found yet another reason to be grateful no one else could hear them. It was simply balanced against the despair that the fastest among them was also the worst suited to making first contact with an unknown magical girl. 

[color=orange]"This is going to be a mess. I only hope it doesn't turn violent."[/color] Earthshaker's head shook ruefully, knowing they weren't that fortunate as she took off at a loping run. When she glanced back and saw the flower store owner was far enough away she leapt, a crack of stored force sending her hurtling up to the rooftops as she chased after the sight of surging blood stretching out after the kaiju girl.