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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]

Surrounded and being touched was a very real nightmare for the Japanese woman warned of the horrors of crowded trains and blind crowds not lifting a finger. Velvet-clad fingers brushed through her hair and she quivered like a rabbit, trying to shrink away yet penned in from all sides. She was stifling her own voice, ingrained social standards not letting her embarrass herself by drawing attention when such serious business was going on a few feet away, and she prayed the attendants would have their fill of her hair and move on. 

Her Grimoire was oddly accepting of this passivity, though it would become clear it not Suzuya it was feeling this for, but the dashing intervention of Bonnie. Three swift strikes the attendants were sent scurrying back, formed into a line as they bowed their heads in sheepish contrition while the blonde found herself enveloped in the warmth of a- dare she say, friend?- jacket.

[color=yellow]"[i]Hai...[/i] I mean, yes. I am alright."[/color] Suzuya said, pasting on a shaken smile as she leaned into Bonnie, thinking it wasn't all bad getting closer to people. 

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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]

Roma's face was a picture of passivity as Tesni and Chinami replied to her declaration, the former with a resolve and self awareness she would not have expected the later with a degree of indecision that  was entirely true to form. She was going to respond to the Monkey King's holder when she vaulted the entire street, foot first into a hoodlum doing a poor job of concealing an illegal firearm.

[color=C71585]"It is not entirely surprising that of all people to defy expectations it would be Sun Wukong's heiress, though I would have thought she would require intoxicating libations to first loosen such wisdom from her tongue. I will have to reconsider my opinion of her closely."[/color] The statuesque bunny seemed to deflate, eyes drooping as though disappointed to admit such fault even from behind her raised fan. This feeling only became clearer at the mess her summons made for themselves and she knew she'd have to think of some form of creative punishment least they repeat this with every fluffy Magical Girl they come across. 

But at the moment Chinami was the sole person before her and Tsubasa's focus sharpened, twin pools of moonlight not leaving the goth. [color=C71585]"You misunderstand conspiracy for the legal definition, where a crime is implicit. I do not know if Merrywell is a nefarious institution or not, and it does not matter if it is. Eugenics as a political movement was done with the best of intentions for the human race yet it would have still wasted the potential of countless revolutionary thinkers based on the most surface of details."[/color] 

[color=C71585]"Tell me, when man throughout the ages sought out immortality. The wish to live forever untouched by time. Do you think they did so with the end goal of an eternity set upon a single task? We are quite literally beyond the ravages of age, able to accumulate such wisdom and experience as no other could, and most are convinced to lock themselves in a school that pays lip service to education while sending us out to die as soldiers in a war with no end."[/color]

The fan snapped shut and her hands fell to her side, a grip like iron around the accessory as she spoke with heat in her voice. Vitriol, disgust, and sorrow mixed into an undercurrent of passion she conveyed without her face able to express it. A mask of flesh that may as well have been carved from stone. 

[color=C71585]"Chinami, you chose to use your powers to help people. Even the Breaker of the Dao tries to do the same. It was a [i]choice[/i] you made, to use your life for something more. Yet, what Magical Girl can choose to dedicate their life to the sciences? What Magical Girl can take up the brush and sweep the art world by storm and be a pillar for centuries to come? Who of any of us can choose to settle down and raise a family? Some may speak of the responsibility to use our powers to save those who can not save themselves, but is playing that inescapable role all we can aspire to?"[/color] 
 
[color=C71585]"I say no. The pageless are the enemy of life, but a life spent entombed inside a school with no graduation is condemning oneself to never begin to live in the first place. We have the potential to be leaders and advisors, doctors and teachers. We can grow past our eternal youth and claim a place in both worlds, if we only cast aside the shackles of immaturity and [i]think[/i] to expand our borders."[/color] 

There was a spark of some fervor in her eye, trying to reach across the space between them, but she felt the moment shatter as her attendant's head's snapped to the rooftop's and she opened her Magical Senses to find that their conversation was soon to be rudely interrupted.