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Lily gasped when Shannon suddenly arrived, and nearly dropped the two small children around her arms. Fortunately she had the dexterity of a tightrope dancer, and expertly caught the two, balancing on one foot. While she desperately wanted to stay and talk with her, and catch up on lost time, she knew better than anyone else they had priorities.
"There's injured all around." She managed to point in her precarious position.
"Bring them to Alex over there, he can heal them. Catch you later." Then she ran off to deliver the kids.

When she came back to check around a corner, she saw what looked like a bear carrying a man.
Now, any normal girl might have made the wrong assumption that it was a wild bear out on a rampage. But Lily knew that the incident would bring in magically inclined people over, good or bad. She also knew bears don't carry their meals in their paws.
"Thank you for helping, Mister Bear!" She smiled brightly, and continued on her way.
"I'll give you a pot of honey as a reward for your hard work!"
When she returned back with the bear, carrying another wounded civilian, she heard the last bits of the conversation between Amaryllis and Katarina. She frowned a bit as she set the old woman down for Alex to treat, not liking the fact that Katarina seemed to concentrate more on chasing down the bat girl than sticking around to help.

"Umm...Hey Rina, uhh..." She tried to speak up, but to no avail; she was also really cool...And made her feel inferior as she looked down her front.
...These two are so tall and beautiful, with magazine bodies...And me...I'm hopeless... She realized she had gotten Katarina's attention.
"Uh, never mind! I have some...People to carry here." She saw as Alex lifted his head to look up at Amaryllis, who offered her a girl to heal. Before she knew it, she puffed her cheeks red, feeling jealous.
I gotta do something, before it's too late!

As if on cue, she saw how a girl wearing a belly dancer's outfit fumbled as she dropped down the side of a building; it looked like it was going to hurt, but she made a lucky save just in time, impressing Lily.
As she was distracted by Sakura, and Alex by healing the injured, neither of them noticed Violet sneaking behind them.
"Wow!" She exclaimed.
"Thank you for the help. You look so cute and pretty, too...I wish I could wear clothes just as exotic as you do," she once again spoke her mind, and then blushed a bit.
"Kiyaaah, what am I saying! That would show my navel! Oh wait, my current one does too.
She furrowed her brow.
But...Maybe then Alex would look at me like he looked at miss top-heavy...
She thought as she went off to deliver the last few remaining victims, also having forgotten she couldn't see where he was looking.
Thanks to the efforts of everyone involved including her, Alex, Amaryllis, Shannon Mika and Sakura, most of the victims survived the attack; once they were healed by Alex, they soon started to wake up, looking confused by what happened. Those who passed away were set down on a row, with a white sheet placed over them. Lily looked sad as she looked down at it.
"Great job, everyone. We saved a ton of lives today," she thanked the other girls, and hugged Shannon's neck.
"And sorry for everything, Shanny!"



The two Beacon guards were surprised by Alicia's transformation, and the one holding the hammer had her jaw drop. "Whoah! Wait, what are you-" Suddenly, the other girl was smacked, forcing her to drop the rope that bound Janet, and she stumbled back with a savage scowl. "Hey, what's the big idea, " she squeaked, her posture readied for combat, one hand reaching down for her holstered revolver as if in a western. The first guard held her hammer with both arms, her teeth grit as she heard Alicia's demand. "She is a terrorist!" She pointed at Janet in accusatory fashion. "She is a traitor who killed her sworn sisters in cold blood! Why do you protect someone like her?" The squeaky girl spat at the ground. "If you side with her, you're a traitor too, Seraph or not!"

"SILENCE!" Sylvia's voice boomed from the entrance hall as she ran to the scene, followed by six Beacon girls, and Summer and Kyle who joined the retinue on their way there.
"We will settle this in the Hall of Judgement. Save your accusations until then, Elizabeth." She looked angry, at both the guards, and Alicia.
She helped lift Janet up from the ground. By this point, Sally and the rest of the Rec Room crew had arrived to witness the volatile scene.
"Did you hurt this prisoner, Cherry?" Sylvia asked sternly. Cherry nodded weakly, biting her lip in clear regret. "B-But...She killed my friend-" Sylvia's Beckoner suddenly appeared, and spoke in an angry tone:
"We do not assault a helpless non-combatant, no matter how they have wronged against us! That is not the new Beacon's path." Sylvia nodded. The Beckoner then gave a stern look at Alicia.
"Also, we do not assault each other, even in revenge. That is one of our holy commandments. I expected better of you, Seraph."
Sylvia sighed, looking clearly exhausted, and took hold of the golden rope, lifting it gently.
She turned to look at Janet. "If you need medical attention we can provide an examination for you before the trial. Now, if you could come with us, we can resolve this issue peacefully in the Hall. Isn't that right?"
She looked at the Beckoner, and it nodded. "Yes. We shall shed light on this incident, and deem if Janet is to be saved, or cast to damnation."
@Asuras
Unfortunately we're currently full. If you want, I can notify you when a slot is available.
Yeah, they're fine.
‘CHA!’

‘HA!’

‘LEFT BUTTON, LEFT BUTTON!’

‘WHICH ONE KICKS UP!?’

‘UP!’

‘OH, THAT!’

‘YOU GOT ‘IM!’

‘OOOH-!’

Freya Cameron sat, somewhat bored, breathing at an empty table beside the arcade cabinet where Jelena Dias was trying to teach Mayra McCullough how to play a fighting game against a computer. Freya was an underdeveloped 16-year old, with short black hair and currently wearing a Japanese kimono for no other reason than that she liked its style. Mayra, a tall 15-year old with wild black hair and casual pink sweater that doubled as a dress because of the length, was from a world without technology like this and as such was having a blast. Meanwhile, Jelena was transformed, because that was the only way she could move about.

Jelena was physically seven years old, yet had built herself a metal body that was far taller than that. The physique she had built herself was closer to 14 or so. That was, of course, because Jelena’s limbs were metal. They were currently shaped like prosthetics, to give the illusion of simply a girl that had been in an accident, but the rest of her didn’t help. She had white hair, a large, black coat wrapped around her body, a metal eyepatch and her hair combed over her left eye. She had a hood with bunny ears currently resting on her back. Metal hands were trying to help Mayra play on an arcade game. They were both significantly enthusiastic, while Freya could but watch.

… Freya was from a world of war, and as such could only see what the other two were doing as a meager waste of time. This world in general was way too entertainment driven, these citizens couldn’t defend themselves worth a damn were they to be attacked by the monsters of her home. Mayra and Jelena were both sinfully innocent when it came to the evils they faced, despite being the servants of a horror. Freya silently judged them, as the time she had granted them to play came to an end with the match and Freya stood to speak to them.

‘THAT’S HOW YOU DO IT!’

‘AWESOME…!’

At the end there, Mayra had been about to lose and as such Jelena had stolen the controller and thoroughly defeated their opponent. The girls stood with hands high in triumph, and that was the time Freya approached to cut into their fun.

‘Girls, it’s time to leave,’ Freya told them.

‘Agh, already!?’ Jelena threw a frown at her, very unsatisfied.

‘Ooh, okay. Thank you, Jelena, for showing me this. It was a ton of fun!’ Mayra grinned happily, more than satisfied.

‘Keh. Sure. It was a crime that you didn’t know anything about digital sports before this, had to be rectified.’

‘Sure. I think I still prefer sports where I move my whole body, but this was fun too! Thanks! Let’s play for real, next time!’

‘What do you mean, for real!? Games aren’t real to you!?’

‘Mayra’s idea of “playing” involves transforming and going all out on each other with magic powers and hopefully surviving,’ Freya idly informed. Jelena was taken aback and threw a hesitant at the widely grinning Mayra.

‘Ah-hah-hah-ha… I’ll consider it…’

‘GREAT~!’

Yeah, they were having a good time, but… Freya sighed again, and looked to Jelena.

‘Jelena, I’m going to have to ask you to detransform.’

‘Wha- why!? What for!?’ Jelena looked to her angrily.

‘There are those in this city that might detect a transformed individual. I’d rather that not happen when we’re walking around peacefully.’

‘Grrgh.’ Jelena obviously wasn’t happy. Still, to not be seen by someone’s Third Eye, it needed to be done. Fortunately, the Trespasser was on their side, but there was nothing saying there wasn’t someone similar that was an enemy. As they made sure nobody watched, they sealed Jelena into a bathroom for the moment, while Mayra and Freya waited outside.

‘Hey, they work with a bunch of fancy cables and stuff, right?’ Mayra asked, curious finger on her lips looking out over the arcade machines.

‘Yeah, why?’ Freya frowned, asking. Mayra gave a stupid, mischievous grin.

‘I wonder, if I just burn a wire here and there at night, and then come back in the morning and get to see them all when they try to-’

Freya swatted her fingers into Mayra’s face, the girl flinching back from the cold expression of her companion.

‘No. Bad Mayra. It’d attract attention, and Jelena would hate you.’

‘Aw, ow, okay, okay! Hahaha!’ Mayra laughed a little, clearly not entirely figuring it to be a bad idea. Freya sighed again. This girl was powerful, but she needed to be kept an eye on so she didn’t get up to no good.

After a bit of time, Jelena was ready.

‘I’m done,’ said a very unhappy Jelena, and so Freya opened the door the the bathroom. There was Jelena, frowning from the wheelchair she built out of her own magic within the bathroom, completely limbless with white hair, white shirt and red shorts. No arms or legs, a pitiful existence had it been her only form. Freya nodded to her, and waved to Mayra to take the handles on the wheelchair.

‘Sorry, but we need to not attract attention,’ Freya stated, as they turned and left the arcade out onto the busy streets of Penrose.

‘Yeah, ‘cause a completely limbless white-haired girl in a wheelchair and you in a friggin’ kimono attracts less attention,’ Jelena retorted, more than a little annoyed.

‘Let’s go!’ Mayra went before Freya could respond, and suddenly dashed in full speed down the street with Jelena’s wheelchair, the limbless girl unable to hold on and giving semi-panicked remarks of slowing down while Freya was left behind.

Freya sighed, with a slight smile. Okay. Relatively under control. She brought up her phone from her pocket, because neither of the other two could handle being the phone-girl. One because lack of knowledge, the other because of lack of limbs. She typed the message.

‘“Black Rabbit”, “Demonborn” and “Union Beast” are on the way.’

There, she thought as she put down the phone. Now they just had to get to the rendezvous and-

Her eyes went wide, as a sudden emptiness from within shook her core. It needed something to fill it. Something with meat in it. Every humanoid walking the streets… their long limbs, their tender torsos, their juicy heads. They looked so tasty…

Wait, no, ALREADY!?

She had already satisfied the beast just yesterday when she feasted on that old guy! She generally tried to aim for older people, those who already lived their lives and only had death to look forward to. Within, she felt that was a relatively morally acceptable compromise. But, could it be, the beast was not fully satisfied by that? Did it desire the blood of the young and fresh?

Freya internally cursed. She knew, with this beast within her, only a Horror would truly want to work with her.

But, fine. She’d just have to pick a young, fresh and innocent sacrifice for next time. What did it matter?

They’d all be dead soon, anyways.




"Is that true, bat girl?" Lily shouted towards Valerie, her bow drawn and aimed towards her.
"If you don't answer quick you'll get shocked and awed!" Unlike her playful and fun-loving self, Lily went serious when human lives were endangered. She wouldn't kill unless given good reason...But that wouldn't mean she can't paralyze her enemies with jolts of crackling justice. She drew back on her glowing bowstring, about to loose an arrow, when she heard the distinct sound of a heel clacking against the pavement.
She turned, and her eyes widened upon seeing the woman who emerged.
"Whoa...She's so cool..." Lily mumbled as Amaryllis spoke.

Lily blinked at Amaryllis' words.
"Wait, a scavenger? But who attacked these people in the first place?" She looked back to Valerie, and cursed when she fled, coated in effluvium that blended into the dark alleys around them.
"She ran away! You cowardly jerk! What should we do?" She looked towards Alex, as if expecting some kind of answer, and only got a facepalm in return. She jumped down, and took one of his runic chunks. "Right, we need to rescue lives!" And so she began running around the place, using the item on nearby victims and carrying them to Alex for first-aid. Alex would notice that the wounds on the civilians were unnatural, lacking the usual scarring on the skin; it was only possible for a spirit...or more accurately, someone capable of controlling spirits.

At one moment, Lily stopped to quickly salute Amaryllis with a big smile.
"You're really cool! I'd like to talk more later!" She then quickly ran away, and soon returned carrying another patient, only to run off again in search of more victims. As she did this, she realized she needed more people who could help. Even with her, Alex, Katarina and Amaryllis all saving folks, it wouldn't be enough. She then gasped out loud. "Shannon! Oh geez, she must be so worried about me!" She slung a middle-aged man groaning in pain over her shoulder, and took out her phone with her free hand; she tried to call Shannon.
"Hi Shannon! I'm super sorry for ditching our meeting. You see, some stuff happened, I got captured by a maniacal bat girl out to destroy the world, had to teach her how to love, you know how it goes. Anyway, could you come over to downtown? We could really use your help."



Kimble grinned. "Nice to meet you too, Nyaa!" She stood up, and immediately walked over to Kyle. She leaned forward, and sniffed him. Sally gave an awkward giggle in response. "Oh, please don't mind Kimble; she can be a bit, uh, strange." Kimble then crouched down next to Sally, searching through the basket the green-dressed girl still held on her arm. "Oh, Penny joined us earlier than Kimble. I don't know the exact details, but it seems the Beckoners allied with a Deity." She looked up at the ceiling in thought. "What was it again? Laat...something or other. She can be a bit cold, but once you get to know her she's a nice girl."
Kimble purred, and nudged Sally's side. "Nyaa, I'm bored! I want to play!" Sally petted her again, but then joined her hands in surprise at Kyle's next question. "Oh, I know a good place where we can talk. Follow me."

Kimble cocked her head to the side as she was crouched down on the couch with her back straight, legs hooked and arms right before her as the group settled down in the rec room. It was a comfy place where Beacon members could relax after a mission. There was a table that could be used to sitting around or playing tabletop games. It was also engraved with runes, allowing it to magically transform into table tennis or even a pool table. There was a small bar stocked with juice of various flavors, wall with a target sign for darts, and a big couch in the corner fitted with a TV and video games.
However, even there the girls were reminded of their duty; the walls were fitted with posters of Beacon slogans such as "Burn the Witch, Kill the Mint, Purge the Unclean" or "In Beacon We Trust". There were also small portraits and busts of "famous" Beacon girls; all of them except Alicia's had the time of service engraved, and none of those had a service longer than three years. They all had an honorary title fitted under their name, and Alicia's picture was the latest, titled "Seraph".

"So, do you like it?" Sally asked Kyle and Summer as she sat down with a drink in hand. "There's some games back there, but nothing interesting, whioch is too bad. it's all. If one were to search through the box of games, they would notice all of them shared a singular theme of slaughtering horrible monsters or evil cultists in gory fashion; the genres were mostly shooters, fighters and slash-e'm-ups...And a simple hockey game from 2014.
"I like playing card games more, anyway. So who's up for poker?" She suggested, giving a little giggle.



Just outside the Beacon headquarters, the two girls guarding the entrance waved with a big smile upon seeing Alicia. Their eyes opened wide upon seeing Janet following after her, and they summoned their weapons; a hammer, and a pair of revolvers. "Alicia captured Janet!" They could be heard shouting. "The traitor? Oh my god! Call Sylvia!" The guard with the hammer walked towards Janet, and gave her a mean look. "Didn't expect to find yourself back here, did you?" She smirked. Suddenly, the guard punched Janet in the stomach, causing her to fall. She turned to Alicia with a thumbs up, and wide smile. "Great job, Alicia. I'm sure the boss will be pleased. We'll take it from here." The other guard tied Janet's hands behind her back with golden rope, and lifted her up to stand. She then shoved her violently through the entrance. "Come on, move it, traitor!" The other ordered, her voice very high-pitched.
"You'll soon face judgement for your sins," the grade-schooler-looking girl said with a cheerful smile on her face.



Helga blinked at Sue's words. "The terrible one's champion?" She seemed confused at first, and nervously buried her fingers into the folds of her dress. She then drew in a sharp breath when she mentioned the ship. "They destroyed Sky Bast-!" She raised her volume before she realized it, and quickly put a hand to her mouth.
"I mean, Earth Bastion?" She nodded quietly as she listened to the rest, and bit her lower lip at mention of Beacon. "But Amber never had any beef with the lampers!" She took a hasty step. "Why would they have done it? Still...We need to go." She grit her teeth when Sue stopped her, and asked for her to stay. "But..." She struggled with her feelings of duty to Boteg, and her loyalty to Amber's memory. Finally, she sighed, and took Sue's hand. "Promise me you return the moment you find something, Sue. As much as you'd want to fight all on your own, don't make the same mistake...she did..." She squinted her eyes, holding back tears. "...and leave me behind."
@MadManMoon
Well, there goes the kast semblance of subtlety, heh. Focused for Speedwagon would mean she is more efficient in her Reinforcement magic. Cute description with the power. Accepted; you can post them to the character tab.
@MadManMoon
I just meant to say the style of framing the points in the sheet was a bit obstructive to the goal of describing them clearly, but that's more of a personal gripe; the information is there, and that's all I require.
In a world where magma flowed, the skies burned red and temperatures were naturally high enough for the average lifeform to spontaneously combust, existed a cavern filled with creatures full of might and magic. They were dinosaur-like monsters with large, cooking volcanoes on their back, which was constantly brewing magical energy to blast beams of lava to eliminate their invaders. This was the nesting ground for such creatures, and… it was currently frozen solid.

The room was round, several of the gigantic volcano-creatures were sleeping in a ring, and now sleeping for longer than they had intended. In the middle a mirror had been placed, a specially prepared mirror which drained the surrounding area of its magic, and with the creatures cooking magic within them it meant this room was manufacturing magic for the mirror to collect. A little magic factory that had been prepared by the two individuals present. Two girls stood at the entrance of the room, one tall and one short, and behind them rose a similarly gigantic creature, a dragon made of ice.

‘Heh, I totally saved your ass there,’ the shorter one commented.

‘No way, I had that handled,’ the longer one retorted. ‘Also, you should act like you look and not use that word.’

‘As if there’s a kid out there these days that doesn’t say “ass”.’

‘Fine, then avoid using it as a sign of maturity. You’re older than you look, after all.’

‘Acting like a kid is, like, my one privilege in life! Buzz off, old lady!’

‘Hey! You know that- ugh, you know what? I’m not even going to bother.’

‘Yeah! Score one for “Frostbite”! Haha!’

The visually sixteen year old girl admitted defeat for the attitude of the visually nine year old. The taller was Tullia Barese, the shorter was Victoria Tretyakova. Tullia had long grey hair, and wore a white dress that ended in short black frills in a skirt as her magical girl outfit, meanwhile Victoria was a tiny purple witch with rough, purple hair and a nasty little attitude. Tullia had a staff of great power planted to the floor, while Tullia held nothing at all, seemingly unarmed.

Victoria had her arms crossed and looked pleased with herself as Tullia took out her phone and sent her message. They had completed their missions. Tullia did her best to keep focused, but the constant capturing of giant monsters for Asengav’s cause was wearing her thin. The two of them were experts at freezing giant monsters. Victoria distracted them, Tullia froze them. So they continued, being sent to hazardous world after hazardous world, sent to defeat the strongest present adversaries… They couldn’t do this forever. Yet, she knew. They weren’t worth anything to Asengav. They’d eventually be killed, and it’d be of no consequence to the interdimensional horror. She could but admit defeat as she heard the phone signal that they’d received a new message of orders. She looked it up. Her eyes went wide.

‘Uh-oh.’

‘What now? We fired?’ Victoria grinned a bit. Tullia looked at her, her face blank.

‘The… the time is approaching. We’re being sent to Penrose City. We’re being put on defensive duty.’

Victoria’s eyes widened in realization, before she let out a cry of excitement.

‘YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS! Real world! Actual population! Magical Girls to fight! I’m getting pumped up…!’ Victoria looked happy as could be, bouncing on the spot. Seeing this, Tullia sighed a bit in relief, and texted back her affirmative. The “Bifrost Sculptor” and “Frostbite” would be accepting their new mission. Not that they had a choice, but still.

But, this worried her. Every other step of the two’s journey had been one planned by Asengav, who she knew was an expert at planning. He’d known they could win every other time. However, this time, it was the conclusion of his big plans and he was just sending in all the tools at hand, probably not even caring if he lost a couple. It would likely be their most dangerous mission yet.

She could but hope they were ready for it.


Helga was quietly whistling to herself in the locker room under the Golden Trove apartment complex, looking back at a mirror behind her as she finished tying the apron on her new maid uniform. Ever since the Justine incident, and the small funeral she held for Amber, the former shipmate had made a promise to herself; to live a fun life without regrets, just like Amber had. She thought about giving up on the magical life, and to go back to living as an outcast, but Boteg was there to comfort her with the promise of a nest. She was thrilled to get back to working again; she found a life of servitude something more fulfilling and meaningful than as a wanderer.

When she finished up dressing, she twirled around the mirror, and grinned.
"I wish Amber had got to see me like this...all pretty..." She spoke to herself, just a Su Fang walked in. She jumped, and turned around with a blush on her face. "I mean, I wish she saw how hard I still work, haha!" She excused herself, and laughed a bit. "Anyway, do you need something, Sue?"



Kimble mewled in discomfort when Alicia tried to detach the catgirl, and then made funny cat noises when Alicia shook her leg. "Nyaa! Mistresss!" But then, when Sally came over and scratched Kimble behind her ear, she dropped to the floor, landing on her arms and feet. She looked sad as she saw Alicia leave. "Nhyaah..."
Sally gave a giggle, and continued petting Kimble. "There, there...Alicia can't play with you all day. She must be on an important mission."
Kimble sighed, then turned towards the other. "My name's Kimble!" She greeted with the lift of a curled hand. "I'm a cat! Mistress saved me, so now I'm her pet!"



During the short ride to downtown, Lily was quiet, which was unusual for her; she was the kind of girl to talk a lot, especially when riding with Alex. She bit her lip as she made a jump off a ramp, having never shown concern over more dangerous stunts; and then, for the very first time...She stopped at a red light. She nervously reached for her pocket, where she held the ring he had given her.

"Hey Alex..." She began speaking, one foot on the ground, nervously tapping.
"Do you remember when we first met? It was right outside of Penrose, when I was on my way to Victoria's meeting." She chuckled.
"You were so dorky back then, with your misbehaving clones. It was embarrassing...But I'm glad I picked you up that day." The lights turned to green, and Lily took to full speed, dashing madly through traffic.
"Anyway, we're soon there! Get ready!"

With a great slide that tilted the motorcycle so close to the concrete that Lily could touch it with hr hand, she and Alex turned the corner to a a scene of magical girls fighting each other. Despite the chaos, however, the energetic bow-wielder immediately took aim at the vampire girl using what Lily could only describe as advanced darkness. Like a horse-archer, she circled around while firing off her lightning arrows, causing small flashes of electricity around her. Lily then realised she was about to crash into a building, and jumped off it, landing on a lamp post.
"Stop fighting, you two!" She shouted. "Now what the heck is going on here?"
@MadManMoon
Jonathan Joestar, is that you? Jokes aside, since we already have one character nicknamed "JoJo", I'll have to ask you to refer to the character by another nickname or simply her actual name to avoid confusion. The way the sheet is written is certainly unique and interesting with the SCP Foundation gimmick, but a bit intrusive, and referring to the Patrons by codes is difficult to read; for example, I get PRE24A and PRE24B mixed up, and that's annoying. Patron Types should be listed on Joanna's sheet as well. The descriptions for Limited and Rival Force could be cleaned for better clarification. The character is missing Ebon Mint's base Drawbacks (Debt and Betrayal). Also, like you've mentioned, it still needs the Fighting Style section filled. Will comment on her Ally once that sheet's done.

‘Oh, c’mon. It can’t possibly be THAT terrible!’

‘It’ll be terrible. Believe me. I shouldn’t be here.’

Two tiny girls were walking down the busy streets of Penrose. One was eight, the other twelve. The twelve year old was Josefin Hermansson, a girl with short dirty-blonde hair, colorful skirt, white shirt and a red backpack on her back. She was shining with excitement. The eight year old was Taihei Kumi, who was shorter, with shoulder-length blue hair tied into twin-tails, a white shirt with a blue skirt, and an expression like all hope had been drained out of the world.

‘You’ll do fine! You took over the whole place in your last mission, correct?’ Josefin encouraged.

‘Yeah. My enemies swarmed me at a bad time and I was almost killed. This time, the objective will be much more fragile,’ Taihei said, in a soft and unhopeful tone.

‘Ah, geesh! I’ll teach you to enjoy life yet! Hey, I’ll invite you to see my family next time we have time!’

‘No. You don’t want me anywhere near your family. Terrible things happen to those around me.’

Josefin frowned at her travelling companion. She was aware of Asengav’s influence could have negative consequences, but the effect on Taihei was the worst she had ever seen. If she could ever find a way out of this - Josefin winced at the pain in her head at that thought - she’d save Taihei first.

‘Anyways! We’ll start our journey of making you happy by arriving in time!’ Josefin claimed. However, at this time, Taihei had suddenly stopped, lifted a stone from her pocket to inspect. She stared at it for numerous seconds, before sighing, dropping the stone back into her pocket and then lifting her phone to type something. Josefin looked on with a confused expression.

‘... What are you writing?’

‘That the “Artificer” and the “Pilferer” will be arriving late.’

‘But, uh, we’re perfectly on time.’

‘Remember to act scared.’

‘… Huh?’

Then police sirens appeared heading rapidly in their direction. Josefin was turning to look with an alarmed expression while Taihei just stared blankly ahead. Suddenly the window right next to them cracked open, and two adult men exited the jewelry store with bags over their shoulders.

‘Police!’

‘Damn it, grab hostages! These two will do!’

‘Wah-!’ Josefin’s eyes widened as she was suddenly grabbed and had a gun pointed at her head, and the same with Taihei, who was just looking done with the situation. A van suddenly drove in front of them, door opening to show more crooks, the front pointed away from the direction they were walking.

‘SEE!? WE’VE GOT HOSTAGES!’ The crook holding the currently expressionless Taihei shouted at the police while the two girls were being thrown into the van.

‘Seriously!?’ Josefin exclaimed, looking around, suddenly realizing. ‘No, wait! You’re driving the wrong way!’ She started trying to flail.

‘Quiet down,’ Taihei urged, rolling with it. ‘We’ll find a proper opportunity.’

‘Shut it, you two! One more word and I’ll shoot you somewhere that hurts!’

‘Waaaa… I don’t believe this…’

And with that, the two agents of Asengav were kidnapped by common crooks and thrown into the back of a van and would be driving away from the police in the absolute opposite direction of where they were going. It would be several hours before they got an opportunity to transform and disable their kidnappers, so for now they had to bide their time.

Somewhere, watching the event through a camera, a mysterious girl with multiple cellphones at her desk, facepalmed in irritation.



Lily pouted at first, but then her eyes lighted up at the the mention of Bob.
"Aaahh! Fuzzy Bob!" She screamed, and turned to lean over the back of the couch to catch a glimpse of the fluffy bunny. Ever since Alex obtained the pet, she has fawned over and given it a lot of attention, perhaps even at the expense of Alex himself at some points.
"Who's a litle floof? Yes youu are!"
She squeed when the bunny waved his arm, and Lily waved back with a giggle. Then, she puffed her cheeks at Alex' reaction.
"Oh come on, Alex! That was obviously him saying 'Good morning'!" She said, imitating a deep voice, making rabbit ears out of her hands.

While Alex checked up on Bob, Lily turned back to look at the news; she looked concerned when it reported about a jewelry store robbery, followed by the disappearance of two girls who were last seen in the vicinity, concluding with an assumption that the robbers took the girls as hostages.
"A kidnapping! Alex, we have a crime on our hands!" She jumped up and pointed towards the balcony with bravado. She kept the pose for a while, and then looked back.
"Alex, this is when you ans-Whoah!"

Lily caught the tiny metallic object in her hands with a bit of a stumble, and looked at it in wonder.
"Ooh, shiny! Wat is it, some kind of-Kiyah!" She froze, her tongue unable to form words. Her body trembled, and a bright red covered her face.

Oh no, he's done it...AN ENGAGEMENT RING!

Lily looked at Alex, and tried to say something. Instead of words, a strange, high-pitched shriek came out.

We h-haven't even started dating yet, and already he's p-pro-propo-AHH! What should I answer? I don't want to hurt his feelings!

She took a deep breath, about to say something else when the reporter interrupted their regular broadcast with breaking news. Lily used that as an excuse, and turned to look at the TV.

"Reports live on the scene indicate mass hysteria developing on the scene. witnesses report seeing monsters on the scene, while experts claim the the phenomenon is caused by hallucinogenics released by terrorists..."

Lily then took off at a run, and opened the balcony windows.
"Th-There's monsters to defeat, and civilians to rescue! Let's go!" She held her hand out in a dramatic pose.

"Let my spirit gallop across the field of clouds, and strike my foes down with thunderous applause!"

She glowed yellow, and with a crackle of electricity, transformed. Unlike the sequence from before, this time it looked different, with an emphasis on the motorcycle's parts forming from electricity and joining together under her. By the end of it, she posed while sitting on the motorcycle, a little yellow scarf around her neck and waving in the breeze...Until Lily noticed it, and ripped it off. "I don't like scarves, Ixion! Stop trying to make me wear one! Anyway, hop on! We got some baddies to bash!"



Sally cocked her head to the side, and blinked.
"Huh? It's not?" She pondered, her rabbit-ear accessories now drooping down the side of her head. Kimble giggled, and clung to Alicia's leg like an attention-seeking pet. "It's cause Sally's so lucky, right?" Sylvia simply shook her head. "It's always the same with her." She gave a friendly little punch at Penny's shoulder, and smirked. "R&D still needs to wrangle out a few kinks with the flight module before you can use it. But hey, at least you got these new toys to play with. Be sure to write a report on their performance the next time you come back from field work, so we'll know how to improve them," she said with a big smile on her face. "Anyway, you guys can relax for now. I have some reports I need filed, and-"

At that moment, a Beckoner appeared to her, and whispered something in her ear. "Alright, let her in and guide her to the hangar. Might as well get her working right away," she spoke back, not trying to hide the conversation unlike the Patron, who frowned before disappearing in a tiny cloud of glitter. A few minutes later, Summer found her way through the entrance hall, and then a left turn to the hangar, where Sylvia waited for her with a hand on her hip. "Greetings, Summer North. We're glad to have you here. I'm Sylvia Starshine, and I run the place, kind of. You've already met with your Beckoner, right? If not, you can apply for one at the Human Resources office. It's upstairs from here, a left turn, a right, past the Hall of Divine Judgement, then another right, an at the end of the corridor next to the water cooler." Sally greeted Kyle with a wave. "Here, have a sandwich!"

A Beckoner then appeared, unusual in appearance compared to the others; it was a tiny winged brown bear with beady black eyes and a strange, constant smile on it's face. "Oh, not to worry. I have decided to become the chosen's guide, hmm~" the Beckoner spoke, in a stilted, breathy tone. Sylvia simply stared, but shook her head. "Geez. Well, that makes things easier." She gestured to behind her. "From now on, you'll be reporting to the 'Seraph', Alicia Hayden. She'll teach you how we operate. Anyway, I got some important business to take care of. Later." And with that Sylvia walked off, leaving the rest behind. Sally blinked. "Well, nice to meet you, ehe!"
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