[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/bd98d2be-d58d-423b-805a-2117810f9ea5.jpg[/img][/center][hr] She fully expected a tongue lashing from Touka given the president's foul mood, and perhaps a literal one if she bothered to transform, but it seemed that Touka was willing to put business before outbursts today. A surprise given everyone else she'd encountered was either exploding with emotion or Rania. [color=cyan]"Leadership you say..."[/color] However they hadn't the chance to cut to the heart of the matter before being interrupted by an unfamiliar bluenetter who shocked Kanbaru with both her perception of magic and seeming ignorance of it. Making matters even more uncertain was Touka's familiarity with her and the information she'd dumped on the hellion while Kanbaru had been busy. Paranoia may have been warranted, but frankly, Kanbaru was too happy to consider it. Tossing back her hood and pulling down her mask to dangle from her neck, she flashed Seyrun a brood smile while moving close to embrace Touka's side in a one armed hug. [color=cyan]"Great to meat you, Seyrun. You don't know how happy it makes me to hear our shy little Club President made a friend outside our little circle. She can be so shy it's like watching a kicked puppy for all the time she hides from strangers."[/color] Kanbaru beamed, knowing full well that Touka would be bristling like a rabid animal from her words but unable to restrain herself. [color=cyan]"Though, her and Murata? Darn, that's....well I can see the resemblence, but you two aren't on the best of terms. Eh, I grant you that is actually fairly common for siblings in the Club, but [i]still[/i]..."[/color] [color=cyan]"Aye, looking for help? 'Fraid there isn't a user manual on siblings, but I'll be here for you, same as always. Lucky you that you found out now, and didn't have to fight over the shower in the morning like every other sibling had to."[/color] Kanbaru finished with a laugh and leaned in close, eyes fully upon Touka. [color=cyan]"What say we go meet this sibling of yours and bury the hatchet? I'd hate to see you wind up like the last Club Prez."[/color] [hr][center][h2][color=slategray]Tsuruga Deishuu[/color][/h2][/center][hr] There was a jingle, followed by the vibration of a phone in her pocket. It was drowned out by Tsuruga's groaning, but even sulking had its limits and with the eventual return of her full power, Tsuruga had to admit to herself she was laying on the ground because she felt like it more then anything else. With a hand planted in the dirt she propped herself up, glaring through cracked glasses at the world around her before transforming. Clarity and the reassuring feeling of utter transperancy to the mundane world suffused her, giving Tsuruga the needed boost to whip out her phone and see what the fuss was about. [color=slategray]".....How long was I down?"[/color] The digital clock told her it wasn't nearly long enough for this Club wide message [i]and[/i] the insanity that Ami was spouting, but there was no refuting it. [color=slategray]"Why couldn't I get a quiet member? Someone who doesn't do things like this? Ugh, who am I kidding? I'm hardly any better."[/color] Her flight was dejected as she took off, neck and arms hanging limp while she made for the address Ami provided. In short order she alighted on a fairly populace, the masses ignorant of Ami and her mysterious companion seeted on a bench for a brace of vending machines. Tsuruga paused, head quirked uncertainly upon seeing Ami staring down at....an honest to Kami catgirl. [color=slategray]"Umm, Ami, I know we are Dark Girls, but I don't condone picking up underaged girls from the Red Light District."[/color] Tsuruga said, knowing full well from the texts this...person, was also their mascot. Except now the dur was skin and the TV was absent, but still, a catgirl was just bizarre. [color=slategray]"I guess we'll have to get her a sleeping bag too. And clothes. She's staying at your place, just so you know. No room in mine to hide another person- Err, Mascot."[/color]