✦✧✦ Tama Miyara ✧ Angelite ✦✧✦
Around the room, Tama noticed metallic glints, all too familiar ones. The sight cut almost as deep as the wires, leading back to Touka, almost certainly now could. Back then, she'd known on some level this would happen. That trauma, shame, hate that had steadily seethed through Touka, that she'd never talk about... Whatever had happened, no wonder she'd fallen so deep into darkness, although that didn't make the display of hostility any less painful to Tama.
Even so, the crystal winged girl stood her ground. As Yui rushed in, trying to defuse the situation, she nodded, even while tensing further. If they didn't leave for that walk right now, who knew how badly the presence of three light girls would set off the Detention Club.
"Yeah, let's..." she started, only for Ami to drown out her words with abuse hurled at Yui.
Glare sharpening, Tama stepped in front of the other light girl.
"Leave Yui out of this," she demanded, her firm tone disguising fear. Ami wouldn't try anything in the middle of a classroom, would she? The dark energy blazing like an inferno around her suggested otherwise...
"Come on, let's not add fuel to the fire, so to speak." Before Ami could follow up on her threat, Tama dragged Soma from the room, urgently gesturing for Yui to follow. If the dark girls called them cowards, so be it. If they chased and picked a fight elsewhere, so be it. The lives of innocent students couldn't be risked.
Luckily, the seething rage fizzled out a moment later. As unlikely as it seemed that the arrival of another dark girl would defuse the situation, it did. Tama didn't look back to see who it was, instead hurrying along the hallway and breathing a sigh of relief.
"Whew. Looks like that's the school saved," she muttered, before turning to a less than pleased Soma.
"Look... It isn't that," she explained.
"Like I said, we all have a right to be here. It's just..." She trailed off, thinking how to word what needed to be said.
"Those half transformations. I take it you didn't know, it's not like the mascots let on all that much, but you know how most people can't see us when we're in full battle mode? Well, being half transformed has a rather inconvenient side effect. Namely, being only half visible."
♥♠♦♣ Ayumu Harasawa ♥♠♦♣ Phantasmagoria ♥♠♦♣
For a moment, Ayumu was silent,
almost as if Yui's words had resonated with her. Then she burst out laughing.
"Oh, you're a natural comedian all right," she said, slow-clapping.
"Every speech gets more hilarious than the last. At least you admit you don't know what the hell you're talking about!"As Yui left, Ayumu followed with whispered taunts.
"And you really don't. You know what happens to a magical girl who gives up her own happiness? Think on it. When the light goes out..." An
image appeared in front of Yui. A green-haired figure, ragged wings stretching from her back, wilted flowers adorning her black dress. Eyes devoid of joy and warmth stared at the light girl as if from a mirror. Ayumu's sneer grew as she let the illusion fade.
"What's left but the dark?"It was only fair to warn her. Although if that idiot wanted to cling to the light until she just couldn't any more... like she herself had done... Well, that was her problem.
At the sudden commotion she felt from the classroom, her eyes widened in fascination.
"Ohh, this is gonna be too good to miss." She snuck into a corner to transform, then hurried to the classroom like a spectator to the front row, all the while aware of something besides curiosity drawing her to the scene. As much as a fight would liven up the atmosphere for the Detention Club, a certain somebody would be rather less amused...
As it turned out, there was no reason to worry. Of course, that meant a rather anticlimactic scenario as Ami seemed to forget all about stirring up trouble, though thankfully not before driving the light girls from the room.
"Aw, that would've been quite something to watch," she commented.
"Although it's probably for the best. As great as it'd be to have no more school and our winter break back, even we have our rules, and..." She gestured towards the window, in the direction of that unsettling aura.
"That killjoy outside would surely have a thing or two to say."Just then, she felt another presence rush closer. A smaller one, but still gratingly pure. The magician rolled her eyes.
"Speaking of killjoys..."
♩♪♫♩ Honoka Takahide ♪♫♪ Allegra ♩♫♪♩
A fully-transformed Allegra burst in, red glare burning with passion as she took in the scene. Someone's squashed bento all over the floor. Casual talk of stealing. A gathering of girls who gave off the same feeling as that deranged duo from three days ago, one of whom stood by the door right now, fixing her with that look of condescension.
"What was all that just now?" the musician yelled.
"What is WITH all of you?! Magical girls aren't supposed to be this way! Were you always like this, or..." Glancing at the brunette, she recalled how utterly lost and empty she'd seemed under that air of nonchalance. No excuse, of course, but Honoka's grip on her guitar relaxed a little nonetheless.
"Just what is this?"It still all came as a shock to her. Everything had been so different when she'd left for Christmas break as an ordinary student. She'd never imagined returning as a magical girl would mean finding out so many people had been like her all along... only not. All these dark auras, and surprisingly few light ones. Had the stage magician and the ringblade wielder been the rule rather than the exception? If so, why?
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