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[i]Still too lazy.[/i]
[color=f6989d]"I don't wanna die!"[/color][/center]

[color=f6989d]"Huh?"[/color] Willow's introduction was rough. Homura recoiled from the girl, shocked and scared like a cornered pink rat and what did she mean multiple days? They'd only just met the night before, What did they even want with her? Even Rei seemed surprised by Willow's appearance, but seemed to ignore the strange things that the girl was spouting. What was Disney? And why would she offer to kill the girl. Magical girls didn't kill! They never killed. Right?

Rei could easily see the mass of questions swirling through Homura's mind, even as she meekly and hesitantly accepted Rei's offer for help up. [color=f6989d]"Um,"[/color] too scared to speak, she pauses. A thought left unfinished as Rei reprimands Willow. Something felt off about the blonde, everything was wrong.

Rei's arm wrapped around her shoulder roused the pinkette. Even if she had wanted to fight, she felt as if she were in the jaws of a predator. There was little chance to escape from whatever they had planned, so she weakly walked with the girls with her head low, the floor a comforting reminder of where they were and that they would do nothing to her while they were on school grounds. Or so she thought.

They had indeed gotten off on the wrong foot, but that wasn't the light girls' nor the dark girls' fault, that was Homura's. If she hadn't blindly fired that arrow at the swirling source of despair then it was likely the previous day's conflict could've been avoided. It was equally as likely it wouldn't have been avoided, but it was true that she hadn't a clue how the club operated, even with the words of advice given by Suna and Sayuri. [color=f6989d]"They- It's-"[/color] Homura still struggled to speak, unable to defend the light girls' even if she did believe in the words they said. She allowed Rei to finish before she continued, [color=f6989d]"It's really complicated..."[/color]

Her hands are pulled up to her chest, clasped together as if in prayer, though in reality she only did this when she was anxious, scared. [color=f6989d]"T-They told me how they think you see things, can you tell me?"[/color] She looked back up at the seaweed haired girl, offering a glance over to her other side as-well, at the strange blonde. [color=f6989d]"I'd like to know both sides, cause-"[/color] She finds it difficult to reason why, the detention club did try to apprehend her yesterday, instead of talk calmly. Though that Suki girl did let her go in exchange for her name. [color=f6989d]"I'd just like to, maybe you aren't so bad but,"[/color] she continues, [color=f6989d]"I can't promise I'll agree."[/color]