[h3][color=crimson]Matsuame Kotone[/color][/h3]

Kotone's phone rumbled. And rumbled. And fell off of her table. That was finally when she couldn't ignore it further. She grumbled and crawled out of her futon, cursing the cold air of her dorm, and unlocked her phone.

It was a string of texts and even a missed call from a friend. One that she told to keep her updated on the happenings of magical girls, becuase Kotone was, "like, such a fan!" Of course, that was merely a cover; Kotone just needed to figure out the others in case they may have ever needed to work together. She quickly pieced together the story. Something big was happening. Big enough that it may be a good time to try and debut... Kotone gulped. She had mainly kept things in the night because she was still coming to terms with her new situation. She shouldn't go out in the broad daylight.

...But she had to. What kind of magical girl would refuse to go after something like this? Kotone ruffled her hair in annoyance. "[b][color=crimson]Why couldn't I have gotten a role that wasn't so sickeningly dutiful?![/color][/b]" She complained aloud. It was already too late. She'd not be able to go back to sleep, or focus on anything else if she knew people could be in danger. 

Saving people was what magical girls did.

Standing up, Kotone quickly peered out of her window. The street was clear, for now. She needed to get to the bay quickly, and she'd be a lot faster if she was transformed. She inhaled deeply, retrieving her bow. It was time.

"[b][color=crimson]Hot heat heart~![/color][/b]" She called aloud. It was the activation phrase for her magical transformation. After all, every magical girl had one. She figured this one was fitting enough, for her "barely passing English class" vocabulary. She hoped she never had to do it in public.

Her bow seemed to unfurl, flickering and waving like fire. It spread from her hand to her arm, to across her shoulders. seemingly dousing her entire body in a mysterious white flame. The flame danced around her limbs, giving way to reveal her hands first, then her wrists clad in ornamental strips of cloth, and eventually her arms. The flame dulled from a bright white to a deep red as it reached her body, calming to a low smolder, and eventually solidifying into a dress. Peaking out from the flame like burnt coals were Kotone's cat ears and tail; the sleeves and skirt of her dress were cut to look like tongues of flame, dancing slightly with every movement. And in that instant, she became... Well, she didn't have a magical girl name yet. She really needed to think of one.

Kotone exhaled sharply, curling her hands into a fist as she watched her magical claws fade in and out of existence. It was always a little embarrassing to transform. She had tweaked the costume to have less overdone frills, and be slightly more grown up, but it was still a work in progress. She was just glad that her hair was shorter and she overall looked different enough while transformed to probably avoid suspicion. Though she wondered what would happen to her transformed version's hair if she bleached her hair...

That could wait. She had to get to the source of the disturbance. She bolstered her limbs with magical energy, and leaped out the window without a second thought.

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Kotone's claws dug into the roof of a building just along the outskirts of the incident. She was close enough to jump into the fray now; but she had to take stock. There were already... way more out there than she expected. She wasn't the closest to the incident, but she was still amazed how many magical girls (magical people?) showed up already. Maybe things would turn out fine after all? She didn't want to step on any toes, but this was also her time to let everyone know that she was here to help too. 

A scream broke out from below, on the street level. Entrances could wait. A straggler must have made it to the streets. Kotone bounded downwards, deftly jumping to street level. A group of oni had began tearing at a shop's door, most likely to get to the people inside. Kotone had to get their attention off of the innocents.

"[b][color=crimson]Stop! In the name of justice![/color][/b]" Kotone wasn't actual sure if she was supposed to be fighting for love, or justice, or some other ideal, but as of right now justice seemed like the right thing. If she was saving her brothers, maybe that would be love. Random people got justice. "[b][color=crimson]I will not allow you to hurt any others![/color][/b]" Kotone didn't actually bother getting a response to her challenge. They were beasts, after all, that would see no reason. The natural enemy of a magical girl. Taking a single step, she launched herself at the pack, her magical claws wide and ready to strike.

Two of them had abandoned their clubs to begin prying at the metal shutters; she would take out the ones that were still armed first. Her claws took one out before it could even react; cut right through the chest, it quickly dropped. The others reeled, baring their tusk-like fangs at her. Kotone's own fangs flashed as she gave them a look of disgust. The three remaining ones began to move to surround her; she wouldn't allow that.

She grunted with exertion as she heaved the impaled body of her first oni victim at one. It bowled its target over, its club clattering on the ground. The remaining two charged her from two different angles, trying to grapple her. She crouched down and bounded into the air, high enough that the two missed her entirely. As they stumbled from their missed maneuver, she came back down, landing on them both, claws first.

The one she had knocked down had scrambled back up and managed to scramble to retrieve its club. Pulling her claws from the two freshly dispatched oni, she readied for its attack. It directly charged her, the club swung overhand to come down on her. Apparently, it didn't have a sense of self-preservation. 

Kotone blocked the swing with ease, her claws stopping the club, then curling around it, with crackling fire sparking around it, before the club shattered into smoldering pieces. The oni turned, maybe to run, maybe to retrieve another club, but Kotone was too quick. Her claws cut the monster in two before it could get away.

Kotone grimaced as she flicked her wrist, with a tiny shower of oni blood spraying from her arms. It was messy work, using claws, though she did find them effective. Her arms were still covered, and there was enough of a spray to stain the various parts of her dress that weren't red already. She was just glad that she didn't have to use her fangs for that fight. She wiped her face. These people were safe, but who knows what other stragglers would be doing right now. "[b][color=crimson]Stay indoors until this is all sorted out![/color][/b]" She shouted to the people, before quickly dashing to help others.