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”Oh yea, that was going to happen now, wasn't it?”
— Tonya “Mac” Murphy
Well.
Well, it could be worse.
The loss of one's magic was a detriment for almost every magical girl in Penrose, but it was less so for some and more so for others. Up until this point, Mac had primarily made use of her magic to carry out her missions. But it was hardly her only feature. She was strong, swift, and durable even without magic. It wasn't even like null field terminated all magic. She could still cast "inner" magic, whatever that was. She could keep herself invisible, which was well enough for her purposes. She'd just have to lay a smack down with her fists this time.
The Archive wasn't getting out of this one unscathed.
She charged towards the meddlers of fate, ready to tear them limb from limb.
“She's a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus and America, too
She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend, too”
”And it's a long day livin' in Reseda
There's a freeway runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy, 'cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart”
— Su Fang N’ Trixy
@FamishedPants@Majoras End@Card Captor@AtomicNut@Shifter_Master
For as long as Su could remember, she had never been betrayed by the air around her. As a magical girl, it had been her sword and shield. It helped her overcome every challenge she encountered. As a familiar, it rested under her wings and allowed her to fly. Even in her other lives, it was always present. Sometimes it pushed the sails of her fishing vessel, other times it allowed the mill to move. This was the only time she could remember the air letting her down. Even as Su fell, it was hard to believe the air had let go of her like that. But the ground was getting closer, and she was powerless to do anything about it. Though this wasn’t the first time Su wasn’t able to command her magic. When was the last time she had felt like this?
Ahh yes, at the rave. Then Leena was here.
She should have been in the mansion. There was also no doubt such a queer spell could be just as dangerous to her allies as her enemies. That said nothing of a stronger version that could reach her up in the sky. A small oversight, but one that she should have seen coming regardless. Though with magic being as chaotic and unpredictable as it was, it was impossible to account for every outcome.
Su spent little time thinking about her predicament, however. Perhaps if this were a “game” she would be angrily shouting about what an unfair move that was, or suggest nerfs for it, but this was Su’s life. There wasn’t anything fair about magical girl fights, and you were a fool to think that was the case. She was wholly focused on what was going to happen to her, and if she could prevent it. The disappointing conclusion?
No.
Su could do nothing but grit her teeth at the unfair hand she had been dealt. This wasn’t a great way for things to end, but at the same time, she could find peace with it.
For as long as she could remember, she had always been looking after herself. As sad as it made her that Amber had been slain, she realized that she was partially feeling sorry for herself. She’d like to think in the few months since that happened, she was able to fill her heart with different kinds of love. She fell in love with Helga, Mika was like a daughter to her, and Samantha was a friend she could reveal her most intimate secrets to. Even ones she couldn’t share with Helga. Things like… Well, that didn’t matter now. At least when her heart stopped beating, it would be filled with love.
But Su had overlooked something. In her frantic mind, she was only looking for her own way to escape her fate. She never considered other alternatives.
Those beyond her control.
Before she became a Su sandwich, Su was caught in a pair of slender arms. She turned her head to see Helga, who had caught Su mid-air. By jumping at Su at an angle and through careful movement of her arms, Helga was able to both soften Su’s fall and redirect their inertia at an angle. Think about sliding down a water slide and how there’s a long stretch of horizontal track at the bottom. It was kind of like that.
Su looked up at Helga and blinked. They had saved each other quite a few times now, but this was the first time Su realized how much the two of them had come to rely on each other. It didn’t have to be Helga who saved her however. She knew Samantha would have caught her if she was around, or anyone else she had come to know. Hell, maybe even Lily could manage it if she had been closer. It was true she needed to keep being as strong as she possibly could, but it was also reassuring to know that she was surrounded by people she could rely on. Together they could catch the other when they weren’t feeling themselves.
If this were some sappy romance, this might have been the perfect time for Su to initiate a kiss with Helga. After all, it was usually Helga who initiated that sort of thing, and it would be an interesting change of pace, and perhaps a sign of growth. But these last few weeks had been everything but a romance. Mariette wasn’t safe yet, and Beacon was still here.
“Thanks for the landing, Archer.” Su hopped out of Helga’s arms. “Seems we’re all without magic. This is your chance to really shine, Helga.” Though Su would realize that some of her magic still worked. It seemed as though it only worked inside her body, or on things she touched. “Let’s meet them head on. Mariette has more than enough forces to break through the roof. We can buy her more time.”
After Trixy’s pointlessly “Max Payne” shooting technique, she stood up to see what her attack had done. And sure enough, she had felled the weretiger. It was no more. She had gotten revenge for those girls.
It felt weird though.
Trixy had pictured her second meet up with them to be a bit more, what was the word? Romantic? Personal? Emotional? But with just a few shots, they were dead. She shrugged. She was probably being silly to expect real life to play out like a TV show.
The loss of her magic was something she barely felt. Trixy’s reflexes and speed were always her biggest assets. The only thing that tipped her off that anything was wrong at all was that she noticed the Spectacle of Eros was acting up. Didn’t matter too much, there was so much random stuff going on that she was practically invisible. Since the root hedge along the roof had been magically grown from non-magical acorns, they did not just vanish with Leena’s spell active. But doing anything beside hide behind them would be impossible from hear on out. Seemed like it paid to be a little unmagical from time to time.
Even if the weretiger’s death felt unearned, and even if things were getting pretty hecktic right now, Trixy couldn’t help but wear a goofy little grin. She had wanted to meet up with Samantha for as long as she could remember, and somehow she ended up in a relationship with Veronica’s top agent. That was totally mind blowing. Like, most girls found her too clingy to be likable, or quickly lost interest when they got bored with her. But somehow things between her and Samantha were working. It was too weird to talk about, but Samantha reminded Trixy of one of her oldest friends. She had to do everything in her power to make sure she came home safe.
Trixy aimed from the cover of the hedge. Her priority was making sure nothing happened to Samantha before she got to her destination. Though Trixy knew the perfectionist well, and wouldn’t disappoint her. Mariette’s life was the mission, and Samantha would never forgive her if she let something happen to her. Thus, attacking anything hostile that got too close to Mariette was a priority.
