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Where was everyone else?

Had she [i]really[/i] been the first to arrive?

Amidst the gardens, the tall trees and the lakeside just on the path next to one of the bridges that crossed over the water, stood a pink haired girl in a rather flashy white, gold, and red outfit. Arms folded across her chest, foot tapping impatiently. Seriously, where the heck were they? How long was she going to have to wait? Maybe she was early? Did she get the meeting time wrong? As she'd begin to pace back and forth a bit, she'd sigh, consigning herself to waiting longer.

Ugh, this was a pain in the ass. All of this was. Where was something she could just punch already? She almost wanted a grudge to manifest so she could clobber the living hate out of it. Maybe she was just being impatient, though, but ever since he...she, became a magical girl, there was just a constant pervasive impatience that seemed to hang over her head. Even when she wasn't transformed and she managed to remain a bit more calm and out of the way, it was still there.

She'd pull her thoughts away from that as she'd pull out her phone. Didn't they have some sorta magical girl line thing or something? Maybe they were having a laugh about this.

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[i]"You guys are so slooooow where the heck are at?! I could've already beat all these bad guys up!"
"If you're not here in the next minute I'm gonna have all the fun to myself!"[/i]
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Hmhm, yes that should get their attention. Probably. Maybe.

"They should really work on their heroic timing. This isn't the time to make a dramatic last second entrance..."