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[indent][b]//AE 53, Sol 13
//After Hours[/b][/indent][hr]
[sub][@PapiTan][/sub]
Neo-Astraea at night was, for those Talents with heightened senses, perhaps worse than it was during day. Regulations by the Ministries meant that the majority of businesses shut down before 5PM, after all, leaving only entertainment and service facilities open and occupied still. From low-stakes gambling to simulated horse racing, from gorging at buffets or clanking mugs of frothing beer, the six hours of leisure that every working adult had to themselves was spent as if in celebration of the very prosperity that the city promised all its residents. Neon lights chased away the gloom of the evening, while even now, Talents clashed over the cityline, a mythic theater playing out overhead.

Tonight, three Districts were restricted from interference from other Agencies, due to bookings by various events. In the meanwhile, the Battle Tower once again featured sub-300,000 Fame Talents challenging the legends enshrined within, seeking to 'awaken' the latent powers dwelling within through suffering and hardship. The daytime concerts that a Talent like Kirara showed up for were dwarfed by the sold-out lives for Cabaddu the Carnivorous, who mixed horridly gluttonous displays of cooking with slasher metal. And, of course, all that noise, all that fervor, were simply appetizers for the midnight release of Scheifele the Coruscant Fatality's latest arthouse film: "Breakwaters Upon the Pentacle", where the famously reclusive and masked Talent (whom nevertheless peaked at 2,639,337 Fame) was rumored to finally do a face reveal!

And Amaris, her senses stretched taut by the worship of her followers, could feel that thrumming of the city, celebrity consuming heroism, greed and parasocial joys causing so many to turn a blind eye to smaller faults, crimes on an individual scale. Corporations, who manipulated belief just as freely as Agencies did, and the personal losses that would occur due to that.

It had been nothing if not fortunate that Elpis kept her mouth shut. She had failed to move the naive fool, but things turned out in such a way that the GAG representative was likely to not make any immediate moves. That young man came away with just a concussion and a cut to the head; likely, they would send an agent incognito to simply...redirect his memories of the accident in a fashion where it was only himself who was at fault. He'd be out a car and there'd be a mark on his driving record, but as far as such things go, it could be worse.

There were many times where things turned out for the worse.

Sparks spread, fell, burnt out. She was a comet too, flying, disintegrating.

Her personal device buzzed, a message from the idiot who somehow turned out to be her only friend.

[quote][i]lol so im in the hospital right now. get me my gibblewhizzler? sneak a couple beers in too pls.[/i][/quote]
[sub][@Digmata][/sub]
[b]"Good evening, Miss Lunetta."[/b]

Phoebe didn't have to wait long for Pandora, otherwise known as Pearl Blanchflower, to arrive at the humble diner. Dressed in a dark blue tracksuit and with her black hair tied up in a ponytail, it was clear that the girl had been spending after hours at the gym again, even if she had at least done the courtesy of getting a quick shower before joining her fellow Aspera Agency Talent for dinner. A smudge of blue facepaint laid on the side of her neck, standing out against her pale complexion, but perhaps it wasn't facepaint at all, but simply a physical 'alteration' that was made permanent as Pearl and Pandora became closer and closer to being a merged identity.

While Magical Girls had the ability to Transform, the same couldn't be said for Fallen Magical Girls, after all. They had thrown away their civilian lives at the height of despair or wrath, abandoning their humanity for greater power...or so the lore went, at least.

Sitting in a prim and proper fashion with her back straight and her hands folded upon her lap, Pearl's sheltered upbringing was still clearly at display here. [b]"Well, I am here. What's been troubling you?"[/b]