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[quote=Lucifer][color=turquoise]"Cindy Ford? More like Cindy got ignored! HA GOTTEEEEEEEEEM"[/color][/quote][/center]

To the surprise of nobody, it wasn't long that Emily found herself alone on the rooftop. She was quickly joined by many of her sisters, although not all of them seemed to want to make friends. Luckily, however, the first one she met did. As a girl introduced herself as Shannon and extended her arm, so too did Emily. Giving a respectful shake to the girl, she nodded. [color=turquoise]"It is a pleasure to meet you. You can call me Luci."[/color]

They weren't given much time before another girl appeared, and this one far less welcoming in body language than Shannon. Lucifer would prefer to avoid fighting, but that didn't mean she'd blindly drop her guard against someone who seemed hostile. Her expression was tense, and she attempted to answer the query presented right after Shannon but was ultimately cut off by the appearance of the woman of the hour, Cindy Ford, who seemed to at least moderately enjoy making a spectacle of her appearance. 

Not that Lucifer could blame her. 

[color=turquoise]"How noble of you."[/color] Emily didn't pretend in the least like she was going to go along with the idea Ford presented. Sounded to Lucifer like Cindy just wanted to a place to play Queen. Threatening others just meant no matter what the objective, her motives probably weren't just. [color=turquoise]"But I'm not here to bow down."[/color] 

It didn't take long for Lucifer to notice something was amiss. She turned to notice the changing scenery and, to her surprise, tornadoes beginning to form in the distance. They could cause a lotta damage. [color=turquoise]"A world in which I must ask for permission before I protect the innocent..."[/color] Lucifer's palms started glowing red-hot. [color=turquoise]"...is not one I'd willingly live in."[/color] Saying this, fire erupted from her palms and she jetted off towards the disturbances. 

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[quote=Silhouette][color=red]"Don't remind yourself that at one point in her life, Sil was an adult male"[/color][/quote][/center]

Keeping a low profile was nothing difficult nor new to Samantha. Since her 'escape', she hadn't been too active as a magical girl, instead continuing her part-time job helping the older storeowner. Her old routine continued, same as ever.

Yet, while things remained the same, they had also changed. 

Ignorant as she was to certain social aspects of herself, Samantha was told by the storeowner that she had recently developed a skip to her step. The man claimed she seemed happier, but Sam herself never noticed it. At least, not until he pointed it out. But once he did, she began to notice certain things that weren't typical of her that she'd done. Things like offering to do more than necessary without ensuring bonus payment would be provided. Things like staying just a minute or two later to listen to the man finish up a story he'd been rambling on about. 

And things like trying on a swimsuit, just to see if she'd look good.

Yes, while her routine had not changed, something did. She did. But for what reason? Samantha wasn't sure, even when she pondered why. Any changes in behavior would normally be associated with her lingering corruption, which while nothing serious had happened lately, was a problem she was aware hadn't gone away. But she could not use it as a scapegoat for this, as no matter how she thought about it, the corruption that desired nothing but death and violence and to erase her very sense of self should have absolutely no interest in those cute swimsuits. 

And they certainly were cute.

...B-but it's not as though she even cares about those things in the first place! Just that, looking at it objectively, each one of those looked appealing and, if, say, she were to attempt to strengthen the credibility of her disguise as a normal human girl, then it would only make sense to find such things 'fashionable' or 'cute' or even 'sexy' because that is what girls her 'age' do! Yes, she was merely interested in them from a disguise standpoint, nothing else! 

...besides, they were on sale! How could she NOT take at least moderate interest! 

Silhouette hadn't seen anybody nearby, and sighed in relief as her hands came to her face. Her cheeks were flushed, perhaps due to embarrassment of what was going on in her mind. Thinking about such trivial things when Veronica had told her to head towards the graveyard... it was insane. 

She needed to regain her composure and focus on the task at hand. Judging by the subtle change in scenery, and the forming tornadoes, it was likely something unpleasant was about to go down. The dark mahou shoujo, now collected, hurried towards the graveyard.