[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Moq89NM.png[/img][h2][color=gold]Tesni[/color][/h2][/center] Tesni clasped the broken hairpin in her hand. The wooden splinters digging deeply, and her blood flowed freely. If she didn’t know better, she might think Tsubasa didn’t like her or something… even in her mind she couldn’t stop being a bit sarcastic. Chuckling to herself, Tesni slowly and methodically plucked the splinters of wood from her hand and decided to go into some self-reflection. Letting the rest of the world fall away, she focused on herself and just let her feeling flow. She knew the pull of the Monkey King. What held her back when she wanted to fight Chinami and Tsubasa wasn’t the Monkey King… Sun Wukong wanted the fight and she did too. Another splinter fell to the ground she closed her eyes and ran her finger over her hand, relying touch to find the wood trying to recall all she could about her Grimoire. The pain of each shard of wood being pulled made her think of the golden headband she wore… that the golden headband was essentially a portable prison that Sun Wukong wore while on his Journey… that’s right! [color=gold]“I’m an idiot! My Grimoire isn’t ‘The Monkey King’. It’s ‘Journey to the West’… not sure if that was on purpose, but Tsubasa did lead to a small bit of enlightenment~”[/color] Tesni’s eyes shot open, realisation racing through her mind. The Monkey King wasn’t the only character in Journey to the West, why would the Grimoire’s influence be limited to just one character? Because she’s a Magical Girl? Because she’s the ‘Main Character’? Pure arrogance on her part. Tang Sanzang, the Buddhist monk the Sun Wukong escorted, a voice of wisdom and who became a Buddha themselves along with Sun Wukong when the Journey was complete. [color=gold]“Makes sense that would be the second most powerful influence from my Grimoire!”[/color] Turning Tesni felt so proud of herself and almost shared her revelation with the rest of her group, only to see the most hostile group hug ever just ending. [color=gold][i]The King’s crown must be weighing heavily on Chinami. Look at her go, holding back like that. Am I reading this right? Is she having a bad trip on magic smoke? Maybe I should give it a try, get high on magic and go on a mystical journey… later. If I remember… also if it works like that.[/i][/color] Despite seeing the distress the armored girl was in, Tesni wasn’t foolish enough to do something like console her. If she did such a thing it would probably come off as patronising or sarcastic even if it was intended to be genuine. Sometimes intentions don’t matter. After all, isn’t the road to hell paved with good intentions? [color=gold]“Sorry for the hold up ladies. Just had to do a reaaaally big think about stuff! Thinking about life, love, death, you know, all the fun things that keep people up at night.”[/color] twirling her staff smaller, her red stained hand free of splinters, she spun her staff like a pen in her fingers. [color=gold]“Time to clean up, buy an ice-cream as a little bonus for a job well done, then wander back to HQ, right? Normally I’d take my time getting back, you know? But after the frankly amazing shit storm today was, I think it’s better to not tempt fate. Sorry, that’s a lie I would love to tempt fate, but I figure you three don’t wanna tempt along with me!”[/color] Honestly Tesni loved taking far too long to get back to Marrywell. There were so many assholes that weren’t pageless she could screw over… but today it seemed the powers that be would [i]not[/i] be tolerant of her tardiness today. Running ahead, Tesni threw her staff out and bounced it back at any Pageless she crossed while on her beeline to a corner store yelling out the excuse ‘I see a Pageless’, slammed money on the counter, and came out with a box of Cornetto’s before rushing off. [color=gold]"I'm on patrol, I promise! Follow me if you want, but you don't have to! See you back at Marrywell, have fun and stay safe~"[/color] And she was gone. The occasional golden flash and bang, before the sound of a disspiating Pageless echoing out in Tesni's wake of deceptively controlled destruction. ---------------------------------------------------------- It wasn’t until she got back to Merrywell that she felt like she could finally have her ice cream, slightly melted but still cool to the touch, box slightly roughed up from an energetic patrol. And what was a more entertaining sight to enjoy ice cream with than an exploded classroom? The best problem is one that’s not your problem after all. Seeing Suzuya alone, Tesni decided to at least try being nice after the… stress that was patrol. Holding her ice cream in her mouth before pulling out another she poked Suzuya with the wrapped cone. [color=gold]“Whand wan? Ish bid shofd.” [/color] Not looking to see if the girl took the ice cream, Tesni enjoyed watching the 'teachers' messing around, tilting her head back she tried to maneuver her ice cream more fully into her mouth without her hand, making odd moaning noises trying to facilitate it.