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Puella Magi Adfligo Systema

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Torgamous said:
How many people could recognize Dante on sight? Go with Mark Twain or Shakespeare.
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Eh, just give everybody name tags, that way there's no confusion.

@Familiar Healing: While dead musicians is interesting idea, I don't think we can make entire grief constructs do it, just disguises - otherwise run into the problem of disappearing healing since grief is doing the healing I guess.
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The dead musician (or squirrel) puppets would merely be props for the purpose of distraction. It's not like we have to wave our hands to do healing, it's just applying magic to the injury. I'm pretty sure that we could do it without even touching him or letting him know (directly) that it's us that are responsible.

Of course, my preferred approach would be full honesty: let him know that we're healing him and why and that none of us are interested in romance. He can show his appreciation by playing awesome music to make the world a better place. Of course, we can still use magical squirrels or chibi musicians to spice things up even if do we take this approach.
 
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Jackercracks said:
"Yeah, let me heal that arm of yours using magic. Watch these little balls fly, change shape then turn invisible. Here, my ring just turned into an egg thing and now my hands are glowing."
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"Look down, back up, where are you? You're on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What's in your hand, back at me. I have it, it's an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible with grief control. I'm on a horse."
 
So far as disguises, I didn't figure we'd disguise ourselves as anyone in particular. We'd just make sure we couldn't be recognized (we could also just go full disclosure, and I suppose the less lying we do the less problems we have on down the line, but we'll figure it out tonight).
 
Firnagzen said:
*wanders into thread*

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OK, I have to admit that this isn't a tangent I was expecting.
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You should know better than to expect things.

Torgamous said:
"Look down, back up, where are you? You're on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What's in your hand-"
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"Bandages."

boonerunner said:
The dead musician (or squirrel) puppets would merely be props for the purpose of distraction. It's not like we have to wave our hands to do healing, it's just applying magic to the injury. I'm pretty sure that we could do it without even touching him or letting him know (directly) that it's us that are responsible.
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Actually, that's something to try: Not the dead musicians or squirrel puppets, but whether we can apply healing magic from afar. Maybe a healing aura? Would be nice so we don't have to crowd around Kyousuke and we could heal both him and Hitomi at the same time.
 
You guys keep saying masks, my mind kept imagining the three wearing those rubber masks from Payday.

Japanese prime minister masks? Sengoku era masks (Oda, Toyotomi, Tokugawa)?
 
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Interloper pt. 25
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    • "Busted," you mutter under your breath, sighing and glancing around at your friends. "Yeah, sorry about that, Hitomi."

    "I-I..." Madoka steps forward and grabs Hitomi's working hand in both of her own. "We're sorry, Hitomi!"

    "What's wrong?" the green haired girl asks, looking at Madoka. Her eyes flick to you, then Mami, and Homura. The three new additions to her group of friends. "Is this... about that thing you wanted to tell me, when I was in the hospital? Are you in... trouble of some kind?"

    You shake your head, a sharp twitch to the side. "No. Not exactly, but... There is something. Maybe we should go somewhere a bit more private for this?"

    "There's a... shelter somewhere here," Sayaka offers, blinking and looking away. She glances around at the dense vegetation lining the path. "It's out of sight from the main road."

    Hitomi nods, jade-green eyes resting curiously on you.

    "Sounds good," you say. "Lead on?"

    Sayaka nods, and starts off down the path. The rest of you fall in behind her, the happy chatter of earlier replaced with a heavy, smothering atmosphere.

    "By the way, Sayaka," you murmur into the bluenette's mind. "About the healing..."

    "Yeah?" she asks. "I... do you think we can do it tomorrow? I was thinking that we could tell Kyousuke and then heal him?" She turns down a side path with a quick, "Here."

    "I was... well, I'm still thinking how to do the healing," you admit. Privately, some part of you really wants to cause romcom hijinks with Kyousuke and Homura, but then Homura would happen and nobody would ever find your body, in all likelihood. "But... If there's time today... I'd like to try and slip it in, if the talk with Hitomi doesn't run too long."

    "Really? Oh, well, that's great!" Sayaka says, delight working into her tone, before she adds, more seriously, "Uhh... Thank you, Sabrina." Out loud, she says, "We're here."

    'Here', it turns out, is a small pavilion at the side of the path, surrounded on all sides by the same neatly trimmed bushes and trees that line the main path. It's kept meticulously clean - hospital patients are probably brought here.

    You squint at the main path, the people there only visible as small flashes here and there through gaps in the topiary. The masses of Grief you confiscated from Aurora you bring down to hide amongst the plants, drifting planetoids of Grief rustling through the grasses as they lurk unseen.

    "Perfect," you say, as Sayaka drops the two school bags she's been carrying on the bench running along the side of the pavilion with a sigh.

    "So what's all this.... cloak and dagger stuff about?" Hitomi asks, looking at Madoka and Sayaka, then you.

    And no wonder, really. You're the odd one out, aren't you? The foreigner, the one always showing up at odd places, the one messing around in things. The one who brought change and unpheaval to Mami, to Homura, to Kyouko. To the Ishinomaki girls, to the Sendai girls, to the University girls.

    Does that make you the interloper you've been worried about all day?

    Maybe.

    You exhale, holding out your left hand palm up, Soul Gem ring and Grief ring prominent on your fingers. You watch Hitomi closely, a-

    "Magic is real," Madoka blurts.

    Hitomi blinks. "What?"

    "I-it's true!" the pinkette says. Sayaka, standing at her shoulder, nods.

    "Hitomi," you say softly, catching her attention. An effort of will has your Soul Gem shimmering into its egg form, crystal wound in filigree.

    Hitomi blinks, watching your hand closely. "T-that's... Can you do it again?"

    ...

    You weren't exactly expecting that response. "Uh, OK." A twist of will, a bit of focus, turns your Soul Gem back into its ring from, and you display your hand to her. She nods, slowly, and you reform the egg shape again.

    "That's..." Hitomi bites her lip, watching the Soul Gem on your hand. "That's an interesting trick."

    "T-that's not all," Madoka says. "Sabrina? S-show her?"

    You nod, focusing for a moment on your Soul Gem. A nova of light blazes out, and the familiar, comforting weight of your mantled coat settles around your shoulders. A second burst of light - Mami, transforming into her puella magi costume, too.

    Hitomi stares, jaw agape.

    "Magic is real," you repeat quietly. "This-" you tap the Soul Gem at your chest, "-is my Soul Gem."

    The green-haired girl slumps into the bench behind her. Madoka sits beside her, reaching out anxiously to take the greenette's hand, and Sayaka moves to sit on her other side.

    "You're magical girls, too?" Hitomi asks quietly, looking at Madoka and Sayaka. "Is this... is..."

    "We're not!" Madoka says. "I-it's... it's terrible."

    Sayaka nods, cerulean eyes hard and anger curling her mouth into a snarl. Not one directed at you, or Hitomi.

    You glance at Homura. The time traveller's lips tighten, but her face otherwise remains impassive as she regards Hitomi.

    "Terrible?" Hitomi asks, with an air of someone who knows that they won't like the answer, but is asking anyway.

    "T-their souls," Madoka whispers.

    Hitomi's eyes widen as she makes the connection. "Soul Gems?"

    You nod gravely, stepping close to Mami. "Girls that have potential to become magical girls are approached by Kyubey. Kyubey will offer you a wish, anything you want," you say, eyeing Sayaka. Like healing, for a certain boy. Something you're going to do. Possibly in disguise, though that's going to be a hard sell.

    You glance at Mami, imagining her with an enormous afro. Possibly one made out of Grief. You'd be able to pull off an Einstein, maybe. You've got the hair colour, anyway. And maybe a musician for Homura... Beethoven. Or maybe you could wear those giant head mask things.

    ...

    The hell are you thinking?

    Some days, you wonder if you really do have brain damage.

    You fight off an inappropriately timed smirk with a hand to your mouth. "We make contracts," you continue, emphasizing the word. "One Wish, for a price."

    Hitomi shakes her head wordlessly.

    You hold off on your explanation for a moment. You can feel Mami's warmth, right beside you, and you slip an arm around her, drawing her close in a one armed hug, offering her your silent support and comfort.

    "Magical girls," Hitomi says, hollow disbelief in her voice. "You have magic. And t-those are your souls."

    "Yes, they are," you confirm, nodding.

    "And you're..." she shakes her head. "Why me? Why Madoka, and Sayaka? Why bring us into this? W-we're not... special."

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    Hmmm.
     
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    • Fortunately this is an easy answer.

    [x]"Madoka and Sayaka came across me when I was...really sick in an alleyway. That's when I made my contract...I didn't have much choice in the matter."
    [x]Let Madoka and Sayaka explain how they got involved.
     
    [] Au contraire mon ami, Madoka and Sayaka are special.
    -[] at least that's what the littlest ratbastard says.
     
    Noooo, we can't have her thinking we're a soul devouring monster.

    We are still more than 50% sure we aren't a Witch, right?
     
    [X]Madoka and Sayaka kind of stumbled into it. You're out friend...a friend with a broken arm that needs fixing, who we don't like keeping out of the loop.
     
    Maybe: "Special... does not equal good, here." *Explain a bit about Soul Gem corruption being caused by magic usage but mostly by negative emotions.* "Friends are important to have, double so for Magical Girls."

    Krecart said:
    Noooo, we can't have her thinking we're a soul devouring monster.

    We are still more than 50% sure we aren't a Witch, right?
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    Yeah, 51%.
     
    One answer to Hitomi's question would be to say that Madoka and Sayaka and Hitomi are special (either with specific examples of why they matter to us or with general philosophical arguments).

    Another answer would be to say that we want to break the masquerade and we have to start somewhere.

    Another would be to bring up Kyuubey's talk about potential (although we're still hazy on the particulars there and I don't think it would be particularly helpful for Hitomi).

    Or we could ask her what she means by "special". If she's thinking about a stereotypical magical girl show where the girls are destined by prophesy to save the world or whatever, then no, there is nobody who is "special" in that way.
     
    Higure said:
    Madoka and Sayaka kind of stumbled into it.
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    I feel like I should point out that while we know that, I don't recall if we're supposed to know that (from the perspective of Madoka, Mami, and Sayaka); we know how they met in canon, but did they ever bring up that incident with us? I forget.

    The sentiment expressed here is a good one to try to incorporate, though -- we're here because we care, and they're friends.
     
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    Baroque said:
    I feel like I should point out that while we know that, I don't recall if we're supposed to know that (from the perspective of Madoka, Mami, and Sayaka); we know how they met in canon, but did they ever bring up that incident with us? I forget.
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    They kind of stumbled onto us though, so I think it still works.
     
    [x] You're not special. Madoka and Sayaka, on the other hand, are on the list for getting their souls torn out.
     
    [] Actually, teenage girls in particular are targeted by Kyubey. Just by virtue of who you are, you're in danger of being manipulated by that rat. Don't believe him. If he ever approaches you, know this: even when he's telling the truth, it's not the whole truth; he's trying to trick you. He does not have your best interests in mind.
    [] "Special" isn't really the proper word here. That would imply that it was good. Negative emotions and magic use both cause this black stuff, grief, to build up in our soul gem. Sadness is literally deadly for a magical girl. Honestly, of all the resources a magical girl could have, good friends is probably the most valuable.
    [] But I'm rambling. We- that's Mami, Homura, and myself, since we managed to get to Sayaka and Madoka before they got tricked- have been talking about using our powers to heal you and Kyosuke. This would normally be quite the expense, but my power is uniquely useful because it allows me to cleanse our soul gems for free, rather than having to defeat witches to get the grief seeds to cleanse like most people do.
     
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