Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
"Well, on the topic of duct tape and meguca in general, what does our Coordinator have to share today?" Sabrina smirks, picking up a croissant.
Sayaka takes a long sip out of her teacup, before putting it down. "Well..." she drawls, "you're not gonna like this, but the amount of 'hipster meguca' is going up."
"That's stupid." Cuts in Homura.
"Yeah, that's why we named them that." Shoots back the blue haired girl.
"There's no reason for them to do... that." Insists he black haired girl.
"I know!" Sayaka agrees, exasperated.
Sabrina, meanwhile, is busy massaging her head, croissant forgotten back on the table. "Let me get this straight:" she states. "We've got an increasing amount of meguca who would rather hunt Witches without our help, just to get Grief Seeds and use them instead of our Soul free, 800% more efficient Grief Cubes?"
"Sounds about right."
Sabrina sighs heavily, shoulders sagging. Immediately an arm wraps itself around her waist, and Mami is there with a comforting smile.
Sabrina smiles back for a moment, before turning back to the group sitting around the table.
"It's official. We've entered the puberty of our New meguca World.
"A few years ago we eradicated the need for Grief Seeds, isolation, and great risk in fighting Witches, and started slowly but surely un-Witching Witches back into meguca.
"Today, the relatively few, but still many meguca who don't know about the Old System are risking their lives fighting Witches, just so they can touch the corrupted, despairing Souls of their fallen brethen to their own Souls. And making it harder to un-Witch the Seeds back into sane people.
"I would like to propose a toast."
Sabrina lifts her teacup in the air.
Her friends look confused at each other for a moment, before Mami cautiously follows along, and soon every girl at Mami's apartment is waiting to hear Sabrina's toast.
"... To teenagers being teenagers."
Kyouko snorts.
"To teenagers being teenagers." Repeats the whole group.
"... We shouldn't be toasting with tea," complains Oriko, "we're about of age, and I know you've something stronger somewhere around here."
Sabrina shrugs. "Whatever. Mami, fire up the Zillagann, it's about time we go back to basics."
"YEAH!" Cheers Kirika. "Time to crack some skulls, just like that trip forever ago! Oriko! Can I go?"
The part time Seer's hand raises to stroke her not-quite-there-in-the-head girlfriend's cheek.
"Be back before bed time," she says softly, "I hate it when you're not there with me."
While Kirika manages to irradiate heat from her face, Sayaka argues with Sabrina.
"Come on, let me drive this time! I can do it!"
Sabrina hums dubiously. "You know it takes both Mami and me to drive the thing, after the latest additions?"
"I can manage," assures Sayaka, "if you just let me touch you-"
"Lewd!" Interrupts Kyouko.
Kirika's head snaps up.
The blue meguca splutters for a second, before- "TO COPY HER POWERS!" -she explodes.
"Careful with this one, Mami!" Yells the red haired girl, unabated. "She wants to take your brain damaged girl!"
"KYOUKO! STOP BRINGING THAT UP!"
"Stop bringing what up?" Asks Hitomi.
Sayaka's eyes widen like plates. "Uh..." she gulps, "I... I've got to go pilot a giant Grief robot!" She starts to get up. "See ya lat-!"
"Mami and Sabrina left a minute ago." Informs the green haired girl.
Sayaka blinks, looking around. Indeed, the white and gold meguca are nowhere to be seen. She looks towards Homura, who's lazily almost-smiling at her- no help there, then at the white and black couple who's making lovey dovey eyes at each- no help there.
"W-well..." starts Sayaka, resigned, "it all started when Sabrina made an entirely stupid, tasteless joke-"
"Sayaka's dad gave Sabrina mad props to date his daughter."
"KYOUKO!"
Sayaka takes a long sip out of her teacup, before putting it down. "Well..." she drawls, "you're not gonna like this, but the amount of 'hipster meguca' is going up."
"That's stupid." Cuts in Homura.
"Yeah, that's why we named them that." Shoots back the blue haired girl.
"There's no reason for them to do... that." Insists he black haired girl.
"I know!" Sayaka agrees, exasperated.
Sabrina, meanwhile, is busy massaging her head, croissant forgotten back on the table. "Let me get this straight:" she states. "We've got an increasing amount of meguca who would rather hunt Witches without our help, just to get Grief Seeds and use them instead of our Soul free, 800% more efficient Grief Cubes?"
"Sounds about right."
Sabrina sighs heavily, shoulders sagging. Immediately an arm wraps itself around her waist, and Mami is there with a comforting smile.
Sabrina smiles back for a moment, before turning back to the group sitting around the table.
"It's official. We've entered the puberty of our New meguca World.
"A few years ago we eradicated the need for Grief Seeds, isolation, and great risk in fighting Witches, and started slowly but surely un-Witching Witches back into meguca.
"Today, the relatively few, but still many meguca who don't know about the Old System are risking their lives fighting Witches, just so they can touch the corrupted, despairing Souls of their fallen brethen to their own Souls. And making it harder to un-Witch the Seeds back into sane people.
"I would like to propose a toast."
Sabrina lifts her teacup in the air.
Her friends look confused at each other for a moment, before Mami cautiously follows along, and soon every girl at Mami's apartment is waiting to hear Sabrina's toast.
"... To teenagers being teenagers."
Kyouko snorts.
"To teenagers being teenagers." Repeats the whole group.
"... We shouldn't be toasting with tea," complains Oriko, "we're about of age, and I know you've something stronger somewhere around here."
Sabrina shrugs. "Whatever. Mami, fire up the Zillagann, it's about time we go back to basics."
"YEAH!" Cheers Kirika. "Time to crack some skulls, just like that trip forever ago! Oriko! Can I go?"
The part time Seer's hand raises to stroke her not-quite-there-in-the-head girlfriend's cheek.
"Be back before bed time," she says softly, "I hate it when you're not there with me."
While Kirika manages to irradiate heat from her face, Sayaka argues with Sabrina.
"Come on, let me drive this time! I can do it!"
Sabrina hums dubiously. "You know it takes both Mami and me to drive the thing, after the latest additions?"
"I can manage," assures Sayaka, "if you just let me touch you-"
"Lewd!" Interrupts Kyouko.
Kirika's head snaps up.
The blue meguca splutters for a second, before- "TO COPY HER POWERS!" -she explodes.
"Careful with this one, Mami!" Yells the red haired girl, unabated. "She wants to take your brain damaged girl!"
"KYOUKO! STOP BRINGING THAT UP!"
"Stop bringing what up?" Asks Hitomi.
Sayaka's eyes widen like plates. "Uh..." she gulps, "I... I've got to go pilot a giant Grief robot!" She starts to get up. "See ya lat-!"
"Mami and Sabrina left a minute ago." Informs the green haired girl.
Sayaka blinks, looking around. Indeed, the white and gold meguca are nowhere to be seen. She looks towards Homura, who's lazily almost-smiling at her- no help there, then at the white and black couple who's making lovey dovey eyes at each- no help there.
"W-well..." starts Sayaka, resigned, "it all started when Sabrina made an entirely stupid, tasteless joke-"
"Sayaka's dad gave Sabrina mad props to date his daughter."
"KYOUKO!"