... [i]Fuck.[/i] Two of the phones of Shion's copies suddenly disappeared on her messenger, a bad sign even at the best of times. "*" had even been mid-message when she went dark. The most likely thing was that someone had killed them. She forwarded all the information she and her clones had gathered so far as well as the news of her copies being lost to Christine, feeling that doing so would be part of her job. She arrived at the location of "Endsinger" about the same time as three other girls who appeared out of nowhere. Shion quickly stopped moving several roofs away, behind where the three were starting from. She watched as the third turned into what could only be described as a mechanical angel.

[color=00aeef]"Any ideas who these scrubs are? Based on appearances I'd have to guess Beacon."[/color] Shion asked her Puchuu.

"They don't seem like normal Beacon, but I don't know who else uses teleports to get where they want to be."

Shion sighed as a motorbike-riding magical girl came to the scene as well. She just didn't have any luck, did she? [color=00aeef]"Well, looks like there's enough man-power here to handle this without me. Waste of my bloody time coming out here."[/color]