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Silly. All magical girls are harem protagonists
What’s sus is no one considering we are all enslaved to the machinations of a Merlin alter.
What’s sus is no one considering we are all enslaved to the machinations of a Merlin alter.
Whelp, time to meet the bunny and hear some Anti-Ministry Propoganda. Surely nothing bad can come of this.
Suzuya Kuzunoha


What should have been a simple patrol was souring fast due to the member neither Suzuya nor Burning Heart could find very appealing. The former thought Tesni was a bit too...American, as compared to her reserved nature and nationality, while the Magical Girl in here found mass destruction without a method behind the madness was troublesome. Even an army killer still needed some degree of safety and slamming a giant staff in a civillian filled construction was not it.

At least everyone else's lasers and strokes were aimed first, though the Japanese girl would never say as such even when a can of soda was stuffed into her hand. Checking the label and finding she had no idea what a Mountain Dew Surge was, she looked around for a trash can only to find her eyes to meet a mask barely inches from her face.

Roma Bhakti


The trio of Celestial Attendants shared a giggle as Suzuya dropped her soda with a yelp of alarm that would surely draw the patrol's attention to the hereto unseen intrusion in their midst. Just by their magical senses alone it would be clear these were not magical girls, even if they acted with an exxagerated sense of amusement and surrounded her, carding their fingers through herhair like she was a fluffy animal she would transform into.

"Pardon them their eccentricity. I neither curb nor condemn it, just as I find no fault in your own." The words drifted softly and with little inflection, the space between Tesni and Chinami that had once been empty of all but tension now filled by a statuesque woman in eastern garb of a more extravagent cut then the fox girl who was currently finding herself hemmed in between three affectionate Attendants. A gold fan was open, covering the lower half of her face in a gesture towards holding something of a demure air, even as two ears towered upwards from her head and marked her a rabbit of all things.

"Allow me to extend my greetings to now that we absent the company of a blind angel, for though this is not my first time in your company, this would be our first proper meeting as Magical Girls. I am Moonlight Tsubasa, and those are three of my Celestial Attendants." She said, eyes crinkling with a joy her tone failed to convey.

Responding to the alien Magical Girl's shifting tone, the Attendant's broke off from their petting and stepped back, effectively pinning the group between two groups. Without bringing attention to such positioning nor how Suzuya was hugging herself like she'd just had a particularly rough train ride, she reached with her unoccupied hand into her robes and drew out a familiar coin to one of the party present.

"It feels poor compensation for a night of such wonders to simply leave a token of appreciation with neither note nor gratitude, so allow me to take this chance to pay it forward for your next feast. We all are eagerly awaiting what the Table shall provide."

"But alas I feel that for all your efforts they will go unappreciated by others. Already I hear the murmurs of conspiracy from the halls of your vaunted prison, and it need not take much effort to imagine who would wish to see your charity spoiled like rotten fruit. A more insidious poison then the words of judgement from the Divine Sage of Drunken Apes beside me."

Her eyes slid to Tesni, twin pools reflecting the light of the moon even as they stood before the rare sunny day over London. "Had you an understanding of your present fate, perhaps you would be a hair more melodramatic. After all, you've found yourselves enslaved not only in body, but in mind. A cruel fate made all the more sinister for the very engine of tyranny you are broken by is one you are made to love. Truly the Ministry has learned from history to create such a wheel to shatter us in perpetuity. One could admire the artistry if it abided us the one thing no Magical Girl is allowed."

Tsubasa's gaze met each Magical Girl, from Lilac to Camelot, before intoning a single word echoed by her attendants.

"Growth."
@Ponn

Suzuya's entirely aware and remembers things, she just acts and thinks in an entirely different track. One day she could be confidant enough to actually own her powers and that divide would disappear, but she's basically stuck in the training wheels mode.

So when she turns back it's like looking back on a night drinking and screaming internally that she actually did and said everything she did.
@Ponn

Basically Suzuya is the ultimate case of her Grimoire overwriting her personality and thought process. So she's far more Tomoe Gozen then she is Suzuya when transformed, like Suzuya is taking the backseat. So when she's Burning Heart she looks at Xoyls with Olivia together in battle and thinks they are a beautiful couple who nothing can seperate.

Also while Burning Heart is a lot more confidant then Suzuya and thus isn't flubbing her recollection of English classes with doubt, I think she's been speaking nothing but Japanese while transformed. It's why she speaks in italics and I think I mention she's talking in the language of her homeland

EDIT: Looked back and she has spoken plain english when talking to people. So yeah, she's just blustering a lot less.
@Ponn

I hope you don't mind me assuming that Olivia would transform to cuddle Xolys in the dorm. It just seemed entirely in character and we moved past the night.
Suzuya Kuzunoha


Her first day began and concluded as a wall flower, a mere spectator to events unfolding before her with not even the grand spectacle of magic to rouse a tired Suzuya into engagement. She told herself it was merely so she could get a handle on her peers and her Grimoire was too sated from prior battle to push with any force. Like a fattened cat who wouldn't roll of its side but still jabbed a paw in her side, she managed to ignore it for her first night in the dormitories.

Suzuya's roommate was Olivia, and it should have been obvious just upon learning this that it meant it they would both be slumbering in a transformed state. Olivia wanted her cuddles from Xolys, and Suzuya very much wanted the mental girding her power provided lest she scream in terror whenever her eyes began to drift shut.

To her confusion her Burning Heart mentality was rather envious Olivia had a lover's 'arms' holding her, but having more than enough confusing, fresh experiences to occupy her mind, the blonde fox girl did manage to sleep once she abandoned her blankets and slept in a ball of tails.

By the next morning she could say with certainty the tails were not connected to her spine, as she had slumbered without any discomfort, and that an English breakfast was some of the heaviest food she'd ever had to contend with. And it was a clash to be sure, with nary a vegatable in sight and no rice at all, Suzuya quitely sniffled and settled for the oatmeal lest her stomach charter a flight overseas on its lonesome.

With her body rested and filled, she set her sights on the mission ahead, as rather then a day of classes they were schedules to patrol the city by light of day. A pleasant way to get used to locales, no doubt, and having been divided in groups of four perhaps a chance for her to open up? Adjusting her classes she turned an eye to cohorts for this excursion, finding the Arthurian Magical girl to be the best choice of leader for them, a team of entirely melee centric Magical Girls.

She didn't much like her chances of approaching Tesni, her rampage the night before being rather wanton and bombastic, but Bonnie had seemed very approachable when they fought back to back. After literally swallowing to force down the drieness in her throat, she shuffled sidewards, moving closer to the French-themed Magical Girl and nodding to her.

"Ano...I am Suzuya. It is, good, to see be roaming with you." Her words were slow and clunky to her own ear, lacking the eloquence of her native tongue and she felt a word was not the best for their current endeavor, but her classes before Merrywell made it clear that practise and repition was the only way to get a language down. "You were a good comrade in battle. I hope to do so again."

All right, starting next week I work a day job now, so I can work on posts like a normal, well rested human being. Let's goooooo!
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