Miyako arrived back outside the warehouse to find everyone gone, the Primordials having long since vanished and everyone else having long since fled. Which was annoying, given that one would assume that other magical girl might be courteous enough to stick around. Well, she would just have to warn the others the next time they met, so they could be on the lookout for her. She wouldn't allow this mysterious figure to use anonymity to benefit off of their hard work, not if she could help it. 

In spite of this, she did a once over of the place anyway. Who knew if there might be evidence that could help them track down this primordial nest they were supposed to find and kill. The sooner they got on that, the quicker things could get to normal. At least in her mind anyway. 

Sadly, that came up for naught. Which probably wasn't that much of a surprise anyway, since she wasn't even sure what sort of clues she should be looking for in the first place. She did, however, find a bag  cast off to the side, as if abandoned in a hurry. Given the location, it most likely had been. 

"HM? Who's this belong to then?" Miyako was quick to inspect it, opening it up and looking inside, and her eyes widened in surprise as she found that it belonged to Sora. No way, she'd been here? What kind of stupid luck was that? Well, it didn't seem like she had contracted, so that was good. But now she had to worry about keeping her secret. and wasn't that just swell.

She shrugged then, picking the bag up after she had stuffed everything back inside and closed it. "Well, I'll get it to her tomorrow," she said to herself, fully intending it. She didn't know where Sora lived, and it was late. Showing up with the bag now would be something of a hassle, and invite even more questions that she wasn't ready to handle at the moment. 

With that done she headed off, taking to the rooftops as she moved towards home, using her powers to make up for lost time. She didn't want to be too late after all, and if she had to walk then it would be a practical guarantee of that. She'd change back before making it there, but for now she ran. It had been something of an eventful day, and right now she was merely glad for the powers that let her run along the rooftops as she headed for home. Who said that being a magical girl didn't have it's perks?