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Suzuya: Quietly decided Lilac and Belle are the only sane foreigners and resolves to be armed at all times lest the erupt into violence.

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Shockingly it seems the only person left to try diplomacy is Lilac.

I’m just going to pre-emotive my start playing “Let the bodies hit the floor.”

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The next series of posts.

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And posted. In which Tomoe Gozen is triggered by betrayal and Roma considers drowning a monkey personally.

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Suzuya Kuzunoha

For once Suzuya and Burning Heart felt something approaching harmony. The Grimoire was doing the heavy lifting and Suzuya was hesitant still, but both found the idea of fighting alongside Lilac Shimmer to be something they wanted.

Though the prospect of holding hands rendered both eastern personalities blushing and hesitating, culture overcoming warrior mindset as they left the Lilac to bounce along the walls rather then meeting hands in the middle. The heat of the moment was one thing, but that kind of coordination would fluster any maiden. She was fairly certain the actual Tomoe Gozen wouldn't have been so brazen with her husband!

She was still grouned, waiting for her senior to finish her attack before drawing more weapons when a searing flash of light erupted from behind her, overpowering her own naturally intense illumination to make her flinch. But even as her eyes screwed shut she could hear Lilac crash as though swatted from the air by a physical force-

When did I move?

Suzuya inhaled, lungs filling and eyes opening to find she was not where she was standing before and there was a naginata in hand. Though she'd barely claimed any heads since transforming the wood felt aflame against her palms, her grimoire erupting with negativity towards Camelot as she brandished her sword at an ally. The girl wanted to turn away and check on Lilac, but Burning Heart was both girdle and cage, keeping her focused entirely on the one threatening them as her tails thrashed angrily, tips flashing with steel waiting to be drawn.

Roma Bhakti

Tsubasa would readily concede she enjoyed the feeling of being carried in the arms of so venerable a knight, but her dignity was unflappable and she hadn't the emotion to pout at being set upon her feet. She had already experienced Excalibur's radiance before and found it as comforting as ever, but it wouldn't distract her from summoning her minions back to her side. With a splash, a crackle, and a snap of ice that flanked Camelot, expressions rigid in barely held neutrality.

As Camelot was eager to attest to, the Pageless would not lift a claw against them. Something that Roma would have rather not been seen but it wasn't like there was any use denying it now. In one hand materialized a gold tipped smoking pipe, and in the other was a fan of plated gold. The former lit with a puff of magic and she drew deep while she idly fanned herself in Tesni's direction.

"Perhaps you see now that this is partially what I meant by your Evolution growing stagnant. What you see before you is but a triffle of what I and any like me can accomplish if one simply matures beyond the yolk of eternal childhood. The Pageless are indeed being of destruction, but they are not mindless. They are instinctual beings, or in a word, beasts. An animal does not fear the tools of man even if they kill with the ease of a gun or bomb, but they can respect the power."

"Understanding is the first step to begin and end conflict. Know your enemy to fight them, and love them to make them an enemy no more." A long exhale, smoke billowing from her lips to drift to the clouds above, eyes lazily drifting to the Apex Pageless somewhere over yonder vainly struggle to pluck the false angel's wings. Her gaze turned back to earth, where Pageless cowered in unity while Magical Girls all turned upon each other with barely restrained murder in their eyes.

"I believe I can manage to stand now, Dame Knight. Contrary to your estimation of me, I am not the frail child who hid behind their sempai's skirt I once was." The impossibly tall Magical Girl slipped Camelot's arms with the grace of an Eel, pipe now lowered and fan drawn still as she moved halfway between herself and Dynast Queen. "It is important to know, when I speak of understanding, it is for both sides. The Pageless know only hunger, and so one must demonstrate their own to hope for even a fraction of a chance."

"And if the Monkey King desires a conclusion to their story, I will devour the Wheel of Samsara and demonstrate to this world the Moonlit Path to a new tomorrow."

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Now I just need Lilac to post and Camelot to release their next novella.

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But Goku was tamed by Chichi, therefore a more literal gangbang will concur Tesni.

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Given Camelot is screaming at her, Lilac just Lariat a pile of Pageless into the ground that Suzuya firebombed, and Roma looks bizarre in a bridal carry in front of her, I’d say she’s suitably distracted from a triple sneak attack to the back.

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Posted, in which Burning Heart is a pyromaniac and Tsubasa foregoes revenge in favor of enjoying a princess carry.

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Suzuya Kuzunoha

Suzuya was of the impression her Grimoire was a bloody-minded warrior who would relish any opportunity to throw the girl into conflict with the Pageless. An opinion that was sorely tested when both were contented to settle on the bench as Lilac stormed off, her back straightened with purpose and an effortless grace to her performance that solidifed that shaken blonde's smile on her face.

Seeing her introduction from behind did wonders for hiding the shifting of Lilac's eyes and any uncertainty that wasn't lost to Tsubasa at the very least.

'Is there really a difference between letting others fight and letting them fight for you?' She considered to herself, finding her Grimoire was warm at the thought. Could she let herself stand aside if only the context permitted? The thought of being a reckless maverick just to appease an old story had been worrisome for her, but this seemed a happy middleground.

Till her new friend found herself hugging a pile of pageless and calling out for help. The new magical girl sighed, amusement mirrored between human and book before she rose to her feet with a palm held flat over her heart. The words coming to her lips were alien, not fitting her belief or temper, yet her aversion was less sharp this time.

"I cry out for neither justice, righteousness, nor my fellow man. I follow my heart, to whomever it leads, ever onwards to a brilliant sunrise!" Suzuya snapped, brusque and firm with unwavering conviction. She took a step forward and fire flashed, a wave pulsing outwards from her flush palm and scouring her garments in cleansing flame, only for the ash to settle into the form of her garments and the pyrotechnical display to terminate in an outwards flare the solidified into nine waving tails.

The attendants. Tsubasa. Dynast Queen. None of them registered, ignored entirely as she answered the call to help with a mighty leap torwards the storefront, then rebounding off it at the expanse of fractured masonry to sail with over the Pageless pile. "Get clear!"

Was she smiling? Strange, Burning Heart didn't remember doing that very often, but in the moment she hung over her target she felt a rush, only to realize she wanted to call out an attack as well. They were Magical Girls after all. Her tails snapped forward and from each emerged a club as thick as her waist and girbed with bands of studded iron, weapons meant to brutalize with raw force to crush even the sturdiest armor. With a flex of her tails- And wasn't THAT a weird sensation?- nine of them flew from her backside like rods cast down by an angry god.

"There is no escaping from the," As any who'd seen her at the construction sight could expect, the caught fire immediately and came down with force enough to shatter each club, propelling their bands as burning shrapnel that sought the darkness with uneering intensity. "Crack of Dawn!"

Roma Bhakti

Truly unfortunate circumstances conspired against all parties on the day Moonlight Tsubasa chose to introduce herself to the newest girls whisked from home and heart to Merrywell. She'd ruminated on this long and hard, ultimately deciding on a direct conversation to be superior then skulking in the shadows for months leaving vague clues to draw them out to her. Sure, she adored the pageantry that would have required but by then the girl from her own homeland would have been firmly cemented as a Merrywell drone and Camelot's potential might have been snuffed out.

She glanced at the gathered pageless with an unwavering expression, the creatures still as lowly as ever with hardly a trait to call praiseworthy. They built nothing, aspired to nothing, and possessed a power they used solely for destruction. Animals, plain and simple, which made holding a personal hatred for them pointless to Tsubasa. One does not hate the rat chewing through your home when it merely wants to reproduce, eat, and shit like any other beast. True enmity is a personal experience to be nurtured by insight and understanding.

That amounted to Roma no more reacting to the presence of the Devourer of Stories then she would if a fly if had landed on her collar. She made no move to provoke them, but that seemed all the incentive one Magical Girl needed to strike her down. It seemed there were even odds between Camelot and Dynasty Queen, the former having soured quickly to her advances seeing Burning Heart's poor reaction to the Cicin's admiration of a natural Japanese blonde.

The threat to her life was not one she could ignore, whether the Monkey King appreciated the severity of her power or not, and Tsubasa considered using her powers to render the attack moot at the expense of souring relations with the group even further. Just as an explosion went off to her side, an eruption of heat and force that sent her hair flying wildly, another less-literal blast went off and she found herself taken from behind by Camelot.

Tsubasa's face was entirely stoic, almost deadpan in it's seriousness, as she found herself cradled in the arms of a girl shorter then her and who was growing hostile only seconds prior. Her rabbit ears twitched but she didn't make a move to extricate herself just yet. "You can stop right there."

Those words were for neither her rescuer nor her attacker. It was all that stopped the trio radiating visible malice for the Magical Girl they'd appeared behind in a flicker of speed, elemental energies crackled between outstretched fingers and legs mid kick, held back by words alone when the once playful summons bared their teeth with a desire to pull Tesni apart.

"There is no need for animosity to linger. She had made a mistake, and one that shall not be repeated."