[center][i]Was the choice you made the right one? To trust a stranger so readily, in this time of trial... To obtain your wish, will you do anything? Betray the trust you so readily extend? Is this Hex Night what you desire?[/i][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/LF8JAVp.png[/img] [color=c6984d][h3][b]~~Nico~~[/b][/h3][/color][/center][hr]Nico rose from her slumber, eyes flickering open to witness the gently shifting rays of light swaying against the roof of her room. She pushed herself up, leaning against her bed's support. She looked around her room, still as messy as it always was. The girl's muscles were slightly sore from what happened yesterday. Even if she'd come home exhausted, and even if her parents were upset for it, she didn't get a moment to skimp out on studying. Not that any of it stuck with her, not with the weight of the situation on her shoulders still. The Hex Night... "...I'm weak, huh?" she muttered to herself after thinking back to the purple-haired girl she witnessed. Her power was intense; despite not witnessing it, Nico could feel it surpassing her by a thousand fold. Even if Nari helped her out, could she win against an opponent like that? Not only that, but was it even right to rely on Nari? It's good to have made a friend, but eventually they'd have to fight too. Just like her dream said. Could she fight another magical girl like that? Nico looked to her window. It was a little tilted, making her curtains sway in the light breeze. A shadow moved from behind it. Bird noises came from the opening. Life didn't ponder things like she did... and sitting still wasn't going to change anything.[hr]Nico smiled politely to everyone passing her by. It was fun to see how there was always somebody new on the same road. This time, a couple only a year or two older than her. They were awfully relaxed and nonchalant about everything. The duo ignored their surroundings almost entirely, after all. Nico could keep staring at the two of them and neither would notice, not even as she naturally got closer as she continued on her way. The two of them were engrossed with each-other's eyes. A few giggles from the woman after some teasing by the man. A snuggle as she passed by. Nico averted her gaze, tilting it down to hide the soft smile that formed at the sight. She wasn't particularly desperate or anything. Seeing two people like that just made her feel warm. It was nice to see people being happy with each-other. Some just don't have a need for shades. "I wonder if there's someone who likes [i]me[/i] that way...?" Nico's thoughts were interrupted by a soft meow coming from just behind her. She stopped and looked down to her right, seeing the oh-so-familiar burmilla strutting confidently up to her feet. It muzzled against her leg, making the girl let out a sigh. "Really... you show up at the worst times, you know?" she complained, but her face told a different story. Nico crouched down to scratch the kitty behind its ears, being met with a purr of delight. Before she knew it, the cat suddenly jumped into her arms, causing Nico to nearly stumble backwards. "A-ah!" she grunted, trying to gain a hold of her footing. She complained that "you should really be more careful," when it came to talking to the cat, but couldn't find it in her heart to just put it down again. So, while awkwardly holding her bag alongside the chubby creature, Nico tried her best to carry it for a while. Her one hand was free enough to pet its head still, so the little troublemaker didn't complain too much. By the time Nico arrived at school, the cat had already gone again. Any troubles or worries she might've had were always lifted whenever she saw it. Maybe it showed up [i]because[/i] she was worried about something. Cats are pretty smart, after all. Not that the kitty was particularly hard to read, either. The little mischief maker was always vying for attention. All in all, though, she could enter the school in high spirits and felt refreshed during the lessons. One of said lessons talked about international folklore and asked the class to share one they knew. Several ones passed by. Some were more mordern, like the monster of Loch Ness, while ancient ones talked about King Arthur and the like. One of them was about a witch that could transform into a cat. She could only do it nine times before being stuck as one, though, which was the origin of a cat's nine lives. The Cat Sith. It stood out to Nico because, well... it was a little awkward to hear about a magical cat lady when she was, in fact, a magical cat lady. [i](I wonder if she was a magical girl, too...?)[/i]