[h2][center].:Penny:.[/center][/h2]

[color=9e0039][i]’I wonder what the cops would think?’[/i][/color] Penny wondered idly as she watched more and more “children” wander in to the clearing. She had been here for a few hours, possibly more if the broken branches near her were any indication, waiting for the meeting to start.

Granted not many of the growing congregation of magical girls would have seen her, as “here” constituted the top of one the trees nearby. 

Penny was nervous, for quite a few reasons, one of the top reasons as this was the first time she had seen a congregation as large as this one since her change. The tension was a palpable thing, which served little other than to make her ache all over. 

[color=9e0039]“I’m going to have to change after this”[/color] she whispers softly, playing with a strand of her hair. The pinkette didn’t like taking her “true” form as Laat’AlOfan had described it, but she could only put off for so long before the irritation would turn in to blinding pain. 

Shaking off the pending transformation she began looking more closely at those that had gathered, and was left once again pondering who was in charge of the uniform designs. Other than that she didn’t spot anyone she recognized, which was another of her worries. She only had one friend at the moment, and while Penny knew that they were here, somewhere, she couldn’t find them.

Shaking her head she did note the obvious groups that had loosely formed, split amongst the varied factions that existed in the Mahou societies. Sadly she didn’t truly fit in with any of them, though that was in part her own fault own fault. As she had tried to run from this life at first, her appointment as Laat’s Chosen put her in an awkward position as she could likely end up fighting both with and against everyone down there at one point or another.

[color=9e0039][i]‘But not while Laat is working with Iesud’[/i][/color]

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Finally Midnight stuck and one of the Girls below conjured a platform of Ice to address the gathered magicals. With a resigned sigh Penny dropped out of her hiding tree, taking one of the smaller branches with her as she did, and headed to be amongst the pack. She made sure to stay a safe distance from the Beacon group as she did, prior encounters having made her weary, although by the same token she did the same with the obvious monsters as she could say the same about them.

“-a member of the alliance needs help, we step in and help them. Now, who will stand with me?"

[i][color=9e0039]‘Crap! I thought there was going to be more of a buildup’[/color][/i] she cursed faltering as she did. As she had no idea what had truly been proposed, Penny stopped, standing a noticeable distance outside the group at large. Opting to listen and try and catch what had been said. Thankfully it seemed there were plenty of people that had something to say about the proposal.

Amongst those that were willing to speak, Penny spotted the person she had been hoping to see all night, with a sigh of obvious relief she started heading over to the scantily clad little girl standing on a pillar of rock, Chloe, who happened to be her only friend. 

Penny didn’t say anything upon her arrival at the base of the rock pillar as her attention was directed at the rather heated exchange between two of the Mahou. A boy, one of the few, named Castor and one of the people from Beacon, who called herself Natasha. Quietly she broke off about an inch of the branch she was carrying, trying to force herself to relax with a bit of indulgence, as the ache had begun to seep in to her bones.

[@Rune_Alchemist]