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[color=FFC6C6]Word Count: 1742 (+3 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 129/70
[color=lightgray](+35 collabs/reward, -4 friend heart)[/color]
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky - Kara Kara Oasis -> Nyakuza Metro[/color]
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[color=D34C25]"Thank you for the report."[/color] The Moogle that Primrose had been talking to gave her a energetic salute before it disappeared in a cute puff of white smoke. After being transported through Midna's twilight portals back to where the Virgin Victory rested in the oasis outside of Gerudo Town, Primrose had decided to check in on her fellow Seekers. The Moogle that she'd called was very thorough in their report, even going as far to mention bits of what the other contingent of Seekers had been getting up to back at Smash City Alcamoth. Most importantly of course was the news that the next phase of the train station mission was a-go. [i]It's about time to make a visit myself.[/i]

She glanced at Braum and Shovel Knight who were resting nearby and chatting. Of the six that had escaped the convent only Midna was currently missing, as she'd gone to fulfill her promise to the cursed man. [color=D34C25]"You both heard all of that, yes?"[/color]

"Indeed!" the knight responded. "We should make haste to this Twilight Town."

Primrose nodded. [color=D34C25]"Midna knows we're going to the train station, but it may be good for one of us to stay behind and let her know which way to go when she gets back just in case."[/color]

For that task Braum volunteered, and he would end up catching the Twilight Princess later as she returned with a familiar entourage in tow. 

For the others, the respite after the mountain misadventure had taken some time. There [i]had[/i] been several near death experiences in quick succession after all. Before calling the Moogle, Primrose had taken a long time laying in the Victory with her eyes closed and just breathing. She may have even fallen asleep. During that time Laharl had recovered. He was less surly that usual, though whether it was in gratitude for the rescue or embarrassment at being caught in that position in the first place Primrose didn't know.

She approached the young half-demon and his angelic companion where they sat at the edge of the water a few arms lengths apart from each other. Flonne was saying something in a soft voice that seemed to be grating on Laharl, though he didn't voice any complaints. They both looked up at Primrose when she got close. Flonne smiled at her and tapped the space beside her, which the dancer took. Her boots had been discarded some time ago, stored somewhere in the airship. She dipped her bare feet into the cool water and leaned forward, studying her reflection. It was weird, looking at the face of a stranger and yet recognizing herself in it. She didn't dislike the changes, all things considered. At the time she hadn't had time to look at her body. She felt stronger, and that fact smoothed over any misgivings she may have had about the transformation. Now she noted her new height, her much larger curves, her hair and skin, the subtle changes in her facial shape... 

[color=D34C25]"Am I still pretty?"[/color] Primrose wondered aloud suddenly. The two people next to her were caught off guard by the question. Laharl sputtered, looking like he might have a heart attack while his eyes quickly shifted away from the dancer. 

"What the hell are you asking?!" he said, while Flonne recovered much faster and clasped her hands together before she spoke.

"I think so! There's nothing more beautiful than a loving heart after all." Primrose leaned away from her reflection, raising an eyebrow at Flonne. The Angel giggled. "But you're pretty on the outside too."

"Why even ask?" Laharl huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and inching away from the two ladies. 

[color=D34C25]"My trade was dancing, but my figure and face were just as much a part of it as my skill,"[/color] she explained. It was the honest truth, and something she'd used to her advantage many times. It was also the reason she hadn't already fused with the spirit of a Battle Nun she'd managed to salvage during the escape, not wanting to mar her face with a... zipper. 

Primrose stood up then, gesturing for the other two to do so as well. [color=D34C25]"That's not actually what I came to ask,"[/color] she chuckled. [color=D34C25]"We're moving on soon. Are you coming with us?"[/color]

Angel and demon looked at each other. After a few seconds Laharl spoke up first. "I'm a leader, not a follower, so I'm not gonna tag along on any mission somebody else tries to give me," he said, his face scrunched up. "I'm gonna get my power back and hanging around a bunch of minions ain't gonna help!

"Still, I... [sub]appreciate... [sub]you all coming... [sub]to help us out...[/sub][/sub][/sub]" he grumbled toward the end, coughing after delivering his quiet thanks. 

Flonne giggled again. Her hands were now clasped behind her back and she bounced slightly on her heels. "I'm going to stick with Laharl. We've known each other from before this jumbled up world business, and he's still got a lot to learn about the power of love!" The young man in question rolled his eyes.

[color=D34C25]"I see."[/color] Out of all the places in the Sandswept Sky they'd visited, Primrose supposed Kara Kara Bazaar was as good as any to bunker down for a while. [color=D34C25]"You know where to find us should you need to."[/color]

They parted. Flonne waved at the dancer as she left to regroup with the Shovel Knight so that they could head to the train station. [color=D34C25]"Keep an eye on him,"[/color] Primrose called to Flonne over her shoulder, a teasing smile on her face. 

[i]"I don't need anyone to keep an eye on me!"[/i][hr]
The Nyakuza Metro was a lot to take in. For one, Primrose had to hunch down slightly when she entered the train car - which was pulled by a huge cat. She wasn't convinced that it wasn't really a cait. The actual area that the train took them to was gigantic to futuristic in a completely different way to the Alcamoth. She didn't let herself be too dazzled by it, she still had to get to the meeting place. Twilight Town, on the Mint Line. 

The Moogle had explained the whole deal with the pon collecting, but that wasn't really Primrose's style. Like her fellow Orsterran, Primrose went about obtaining her station pass in a different way. Apparently it was exactly the Shovel Knight's style though, and he bounded off to collect some.

After asking around a little the dancer was pointed in the direction of the Mint Station. Her plan was simple: charm her way in. It would have been easy with her original body. As she looked now it might be a bit more work, but Primrose was confident. Sure she was tall, more muscled, and intimidating if she scowled, but she also had a lot more 'assets' to work with. At the moment her expression was fixed into one she'd practiced hundreds of times before - open, interested, and alluring. 

She sashayed up to the ticket booth, making the most out of her larger hips. Due to her attire, the skin of her stomach and thighs were on display as well. The attendant, a skinny metro cat as tall as a human, noted her approach right away with wide eyes. There were a myriad of different kinds of people in the subway, so it wasn't her appearance that surprised him as much as her intent. Primrose picked up on his feelings immediately. [i]Lucky me,[/i] she thought to herself. If no one had tried something like this on him before, it would go all the more smoothly for her now.

[color=D34C25]"Hello~"[/color] she purred pleasantly. Primrose leaned forward on the till's counter, an angle that would give her target a decent view at her cleavage through the sheer white fabric of her top. [i]Allure[/i] was one of Primrose's main strengths, her original strengths, though she hadn't used it much besides getting some free food with Panther back in Al Mamoon. It was a bit weird given she'd never tried this on a sentient bipedal cat before, but she was a professional - and when he stammered a hello back to her but didn't look away, she knew she had him. 

She leaned a little closer in order to whisper to him through the plastic divider. [color=D34C25][i]"I really need your help,"[/i][/color] she said, [color=D34C25][i]"I need to get into the station but I lost my pass."[/i][/color]

The mention of a Metro Pass seemed to clear the cat's head a little. "I'm really sorry about that, but we can't replace them for free."

[color=D34C25][i]"I don't need a replacement sir, just an... escort~?"[/i][/color] Primrose batted her eyelashes at the attendant. [color=D34C25][i]"Please, help a girl out?"[/i][/color]

"Uh..." His gaze was fixated on Primrose's face. After a moment he smiled widely. "Aw, what the hey. It's about time for my break anyway." He put a little sign up on his booth that read "be back in 10 mewnutes" and hoped out, greeted by the groans of a few subway patrons that were hoping to actually buy a pass. He was a head shorter than Primrose, but didn't seem to mind. He held out a paw toward her. "I'll take you into the station, Miss!"

[color=D34C25]"Thank you~!"[/color] She took his arm without hesitation, used to this kind of behavior. She let herself be lead into the Mint Station and toward the train. Usually she'd be leading around anyone she'd charmed until she chose to dismiss them - many times they'd even go into battle on her behalf. She wasn't sure if it would be the same here, with Galeem's influence still having an effect on people. She didn't worry too much about it though. At the moment the metro cat was content to just chat away at the woman on his arm. 

In the subway's main areas Primrose hadn't seen any of the other Seekers, but here in in the Mint Station she spotted four waiting for the train's arrival: Tora, Poppi, Vandham, and Bede. It seemed the white haired young man had decided to stick with them. The dancer let go of her escort and began to head over, though she knew the cat was following her because he yelped out a "wait for me!" 

Though Primrose had changed, she hoped it wasn't so much that her comrades wouldn't recognize her when she spoke. [color=D34C25]"Hello again,"[/color] she said to them. [color=D34C25]"We got the message to regroup. The others should be here soon."[/color]