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[color=#bd71e8]“Highway star?”[/color]

[color=888888]— Veronica[/color][/center]

[sub][@Majoras End][@ERode][/sub]

Veronica gave Fine a small nod. [color=#bd71e8]“Mimoku will be made aware once I get inside her mind. There’s an extensive amount of protection on it, but it shouldn’t take more than a few days. I’ll keep you posted.”[/color] Veronica was not the trusting sort, but she did get in contact with a lot of Puchuu. Shady lot of creatures, but they were at least predictable in their goals. They were primarily interested in the destruction of monsters. The worst ones might be pragmatic in their approach, but they were far more likely to screw their own girls than the agents of another. They had their reputation to uphold, after all. Mimoku was one of many who kept in contact with her after she left the mint. 

Myria was starting to get annoying. There wasn’t any reason why Veronica couldn’t get everyone to mayor park this instant. But she preferred to use her powers as seldom as possible. The reason why she only ever used the cradle to carry Trixy places was to give the illusion it was an artifact she had. Fortunately the ride was smooth, the seats were comfy, and Veronica was in good company. She would tolerate her behavior for now. 

[color=#bd71e8]“A skeleton key?”[/color] The Cradle may have been a massive trove of treasures, but Veronica was unwilling to part with the good stuff. Though there was also a lot of junk. Stuff left over from completed operations and trash Veronica was en route to deposit. [color=#bd71e8]“Hmmm, I might have something.”[/color] Veronica looked around the Vehicle. Maura and Elise were sitting at either side of her while Myria and Fine sat in the front seat. [color=#bd71e8]“You two seem to know each other. Are you both Mimoku’s girls? If so, I haven’t heard much about Myria.”[/color]

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[color=PeachPuff]“People really eat locusts?”[/color]

[color=888888]— Su Fang [/color][/center]

[sub][@Erode][@Ariamis][/sub]

Su shot Helga a glare. She was irritated with Helga sure, but ever since she walked into the rave, Helga had been badgering her to do things. We gotta find Mika! We gotta get out of here! we gotta run away from the troll! It was just getting a little tiresome with everything else going on.

[hider=”You know what Helga? I think I can take a troll.”]

Not this time guys.[/hider]

[hider=”Fine, let’s go!”]
Su turned to look at Helga. [color=PeachPuff]“Thanks for the info, Navi. Got any other advice?”[/color] Su wasn’t much for pop culture references, but Mika had been playing Legend of Zelda the other day and explained Navi’s significance to her. In her irritated state, it just kind of came out.

Escape was not hard. Su had a strong affinity with wind and could easily generate enough lift to get Helga and herself out of there. She spread her dread wings and coasted over the jungle. This was easy compared to the “void room” spell she had to escape from. The troll chucked a milk pail at them, but it missed. 

[color=PeachPuff]“The rave was a bust huh?”[/color] That was an understatement, but Su wasn’t oppose to listening to Helga complain about it. She looked between the direction of Butterfly Artificing, the location of a portal, and Askefye burning through the sky. Seemed like her day hadn't been any better. The salt welling up in the corners of her eyes wasn’t lost on Su. [color=PeachPuff]“Actually, Mika’s safe, I’m not in a rush to leave the Overcity. Why don’t we get something to eat?”[/color] She steered towards Askefye. This was likely asking for trouble. But it wasn’t like Penrose was a nice place to be right now. 

[color=PeachPuff]“Helga, you were part of Justine’s elite four, right?”[/color] It was silly to think they were going to get much privacy anywhere. The safest place to have this conversation was right now, while they flew over the trees. [color=PeachPuff]”It was a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/164165-lunacy-of-love-a-cyoa-magical-girl-roleplay-completed/ic?page=4#post-4372835]long time ago[/url], but you told Amber that Justine was someone who could warm your heart with a smile, and that you wanted to be to be [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXKlJuO07eM]part of her world[/url]. What did you mean by that?”[/color]

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[b]”I got skipped last event, not this time though. BIG BANNER HOOOOO!”[/b]

[color=888888]— Aria Rizzo[/color][/center]

Monarch Artificing was never a quiet place. If Aria wasn’t working on meeting the demands of her clients, she was trying to make bigger and better fairy butterflies for her artificing. Which would in turn make more and better products, which would enable her to make larger butterflies still. At some point she would need to move into a bigger shop just to house them all.

Even if she was busy, it had been business as usual for the past few months. The strangest request she got was from Makoto, who hadn’t been back for a while. Which was a shame, because while Aria loved butterflies most of all, a squirrel’s tail was fine too. 

Just last week she had encountered that group that was escaping the ascendancy. That was kind of scary. She’d just as soon not have Beacon snooping around her shop. Not that they’d find anything, but it was just uncomfortable to have that going on. Like what if they did find something? Crooked cops plant stuff all the time.

No point dwelling on what could happen. Aria polished a gourd with a rag before setting it on a display rack beside a glass vial and a beaker. A smile crossed her face.

*Crash*

Aria looked over her shoulder, only to see her largest butterfly had knocked over a glass beaker on another shelf with a flap of its wings. Might be too early to move, but she considered expanding into the basement.

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[b]”Actually…”[/b]

[color=888888]— Nuncio[/color][/center]

Nuncio had walked out of Eli’s sight before stopping. [b]”Huh.”[/b]

The mafioso looked down at Sammy, then hugged her close to his chest. He was unhappy that Eli and Mariette didn’t trust him, but he also realized there was nothing he could do on his own. He wasn’t safe anywhere in Penrose, and it wasn’t like he could take a taxi or a train with a white tiger in tow. His only option was to rely on others again.

It was embarrassing, but if Eli was offering to build him a place, then he should probably take it. Hopefully Mariette had a good payment plan. He was broke and couldn’t afford anything up front. Not until Brittany purchased a few more of his pluses at least.