Keiji gave a small, delighted chuckle upon hearing her answer to his inquiry. It was nothing unexpected, yet it brought about great joy. Not only could he see hidden determination in those eyes of hers, but she at least bright enough to question the cost of the offer. Good, idiots with determination weren't preferable. With determination and a bare-minimum of brains, she showed quite some potential as a partner. Now then... "I am neither, Kokoro Fujiwara. You may think of me as... a ghost, a person who had once lived at one point in time, but no longer. And I come bearing power that you may borrow so long as you simply form a contract with me to [s]become a mahou shoujo[/s] allow me to remain in this world of yours---" suddenly, Keiji felt a nasty presence approaching them, halting his speech briefly. It seemed they had run out of time to be dilly-dallying, as it were. Oh well, she was likely going to be targeted now regardless of her acceptance or denial, he might as well speed things up. "...It would seem people wish to stop this before it begins. I guess this leaves you no choice in the matter." Keiji threw an uninterested glance over his shoulder, where he felt the energy, before turning back to Kokoro. "Contract with me or perish, it is your choice." and so, without any more elaboration on his behalf, Keiji gave the woman an ultimatum. ----------- Yamato, for one reason or another, had glanced up into the sky. Perhaps he wanted to just let out a sigh of boredom as he walked home. Perhaps he wanted to just observe the sky, to see if any stars were visible through the light of the city. Or perhaps he could sense the impending meteor as it approached him. This question would likely never be answered, but the matter of the fact is that he did glance up just a mere second before the collision, his eyes closing in anticipation of being squashed like a bug simply because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. However.... ...the impact had never came. He was not flatted like a pancake or otherwise harmed. It did not immediately seem like anything happened to him, until, suddenly, he felt a presence that he could not accurately explain. It was something he knew for a fact he'd never witnessed before, and it was too strange to consider it an occurance common in this world, or from this world at all. It gave both a mysterious vibe, but also a powerful one as well, and this called to him in a beautiful voice. "What do I desire...?" he repeated, slowly glancing one way and then another, but finding no physical signs that this presence was even there, though it certainly was. And at first, he wanted to say what was on his mind immediately after being asked that questioned. What he desired, what he typically wanted out of life was simply 'fun', 'entertainment', 'women', all that kind of stuff. But there was more to this question, a deeper meaning that he only just barely caught. He wasn't sure why, but he felt answering this without thought would not bode well for him. And so, he reached deep down and retrieved a very hidden, secret, and true desire. One he himself wasn't even entirely aware of. "I simply desire... the power to do what I will."