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[h1][center][color=yellow]Suzuya Kuzunoha[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

What should have been a simple patrol was souring fast due to the member neither Suzuya nor Burning Heart could find very appealing. The former thought Tesni was a bit too...American, as compared to her reserved nature and nationality, while the Magical Girl in here found mass destruction without a method behind the madness was troublesome. Even an army killer still needed some degree of safety and slamming a giant staff in a civillian filled construction was not it. 

At least everyone else's lasers and strokes were aimed first, though the Japanese girl would never say as such even when a can of soda was stuffed into her hand. Checking the label and finding she had no idea what a Mountain Dew Surge was, she looked around for a trash can only to find her eyes to meet a [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/2ce20e7e-bdf2-4ac6-914d-e345c0116ccd.jpg]mask barely inches from her face.[/url]

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[h1][center][color=C71585]Roma Bhakti[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

The trio of Celestial Attendants shared a giggle as Suzuya dropped her soda with a yelp of alarm that would surely draw the patrol's attention to the hereto unseen intrusion in their midst. Just by their magical senses alone it would be clear these were not magical girls, even if they acted with an exxagerated sense of amusement and surrounded her, carding their fingers through herhair like she was a fluffy animal she would transform into.

[color=C71585]"Pardon them their eccentricity. I neither curb nor condemn it, just as I find no fault in your own."[/color] The words drifted softly and with little inflection, the space between Tesni and Chinami that had once been empty of all but tension now filled by a statuesque woman in eastern garb of a more extravagent cut then the fox girl who was currently finding herself hemmed in between three affectionate Attendants. A gold fan was open, covering the lower half of her face in a gesture towards holding something of a demure air, even as two ears towered upwards from her head and marked her a rabbit of all things. 

[color=C71585]"Allow me to extend my greetings to now that we absent the company of a blind angel, for though this is not my first time in your company, this would be our first proper meeting as Magical Girls. I am Moonlight Tsubasa, and those are three of my Celestial Attendants."[/color] She said, eyes crinkling with a joy her tone failed to convey.

Responding to the alien Magical Girl's shifting tone, the Attendant's broke off from their petting and stepped back, effectively pinning the group between two groups. Without bringing attention to such positioning nor how Suzuya was hugging herself like she'd just had a particularly rough train ride, she reached with her unoccupied hand into her robes and drew out a familiar coin to one of the party present. 

[color=C71585]"It feels poor compensation for a night of such wonders to simply leave a token of appreciation with neither note nor gratitude, so allow me to take this chance to pay it forward for your next feast. We all are eagerly awaiting what the Table shall provide."[/color] 

[color=C71585]"But alas I feel that for all your efforts they will go unappreciated by others. Already I hear the murmurs of conspiracy from the halls of your vaunted prison, and it need not take much effort to imagine who would wish to see your charity spoiled like rotten fruit. A more insidious poison then the words of judgement from the Divine Sage of Drunken Apes beside me."[/color] 

Her eyes slid to Tesni, twin pools reflecting the light of the moon even as they stood before the rare sunny day over London. [color=C71585]"Had you an understanding of your present fate, perhaps you would be a hair more melodramatic. After all, you've found yourselves enslaved not only in body, but in mind. A cruel fate made all the more sinister for the very engine of tyranny you are broken by is one you are made to love. Truly the Ministry has learned from history to create such a wheel to shatter us in perpetuity. One could admire the artistry if it abided us the one thing no Magical Girl is allowed."[/color]  
 
Tsubasa's gaze met each Magical Girl, from Lilac to Camelot, before intoning a single word echoed by her attendants. 

[color=C71585][b]"Growth."[/b][/color]