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Puella Magi Adfligo Systema

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Shadowhisker said:
Okay, when you're summoning the devil, how badly do you have to fuck up to instead summon God herself?

The answer is that it's surprisingly easy.
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( Huh. I just realized it could be interpreted either way, either using Madoka as the summon component or getting Madokami instead of Homucifer by way of mismatching ingredients.
Huh.)
 
What if Madoka is bait and the summoning gets Madokami.

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Wait, would that immediately after summon Homu due to sheer concentrated Doka?
 
Raiseth said:
What, like this?

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"Uh, hi there, me?"

"Hi, me!"

"Hng..."

*Bends slightly in pain*

"Homura? Are you OK?"

*Downs heart medication*

"I'll protect them both."

"Aw... did your heart ache because both Madokas together are that cute?"

*Stares*

"I had a relapse thinking of how difficult it's gonna be taking care of two Madokas."

"Uh, she's kind of a lemming, isn't she?"

"... I'm gonna need Sayaka to copy my power and help."

"... Wow! Homu-"

"Not. Another. Word."

*'Zips' lips shut*
 
There should've been an excuse, but I've none.

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"Look," Sabrina said for the umpteenth time. This was getting ridiculous. "We've already been over this. You got to make a Wish. You got me. I'm the solution. "Fixing things" is my middle name. Actually, it's the third name, and the whole things sounds like Sabrina Brina Fix-a-Lot Tomoe Akemi-Kaname Vee, but that's beside-"

"You don't understand, Sabrina." Madoka interrupted. Somewhere in the multiverse Shinji Ikari did a spit take. "I have the power. It means I have the responsibility. If I can change things and do nothing, then I'm no!-"

"Firstly, don't you give me that Spider-Man crap. It's great responsibility that creates great power, not the other way around. So, Mom-"

"Don't you mom me! If you were a good daughter, you'd let your mother handle things-"

"Well," Sabrina smirked. "If I did that, I wouldn't be my mother's daughter. You'll just have to believe in me."

Madoka smiled sadly.

"I believe in you, Sabrina, and I want to help. That's why! Kyubei! I Wish to!-"

"Well, screw you too, Mom! Other Mom, Plan Labyrinth is a GO!"
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No excuse.
 
Firnagzen said:
"I know you can handle it," you say simply. You spread your hands. "Some things will make a lot more sense for you, I suspect. But I also think that it'll make the world feel much darker. I..." You trail off, working your jaw thoughtfully. "I'll say it again - it's not a nice secret. And it'll be just us three. Three is more than most people have, but you might feel like it... separates you from everyone else."

Sayaka nods, expression sober and intent. "I gotcha. But you think I can handle it?"

"Yeah," you say, and smile. "You're strong."

"Thanks, Sabrina," she says, returning the smile. "I... shall we?" She motions at the Barrier.

"Yep. After you, my cute little kohai," you say.

Both Sayakas shudder. "Never say that again."

You laugh, and shove her towards the Barrier. "Get going, you," you say cheerfully.

"Going, going!" Sayaka says, and both of her step through the tear in reality, one after another.

You take a deep, bracing breath and follow. There's a jolt, and reality shifts.

Corruption hangs heavy in the air, the skin on the back of your neck crawling at the sensation. Salt. The smell of salt, of the sea, of rotting seaweed, slaps you in the face. It's warm, too, and you crane your head to see the sun beating down on you from above, sea and sand almost sparkling.

Perfect white sand under your feet, and the crash of surf against the shore. Behind you are trees, a boundary. A nothing that leads back into the real world.

"Whoo! Beach trip!" Sayaka crows, bouncing on her toes and sending sand flying into the air. The other Sayaka grins, crouching to inspect something on the ground - a seashell.

"Apparently," you say, propping your hands on your hips and looking around. Your Grief came with you into the Barrier, all of it held tight under the control of your will, and so too did the rock you'd stuffed into hammerspace. It feels... the same, really. Your enchanted Grief's starting to run down, but that's simply time.

But now is time to be a good role model. As much as you can, anyway.

Heh.

You, a role model.

"Well?" you ask, grinning at Sayaka.

"Well what?" she says.

"Where're we going?" you ask.

"Oh! Uh..." Sayaka looks around, both of her spinning in a circle and looking around. Sayaka-two points at the forest. "That way?"

"Nope, that's the way out," you say, grinning. That much you're sure of, but what you're not sure of is where you are going. You think you know, but you're not absolutely sure.

"Then..." Sayaka slowly pans towards the sea. "We're going for a... swim?"

"Try it," you say, clasping your hands behind your back. "Keep your guard up."

Sayaka gives you a twinned, suspicious look, and one of her edges towards the sea. "So..."

She prods the crashing surf with a foot, her eyes going wide - and then she takes a step. And then another, and another, out onto the rolling waves.

You snicker, clapping the less adventurous Sayaka on the shoulder. "C'mon, then."

"I'm glad I don't get seasick," Sayaka says as she follows you out onto the open waves. "... eh, I think I'll fly. I'm supposed to watch, anyway."

"It'd be a better vantage point, but make sure you don't go so far you miss the action," you say. Standing on the sea is weird, with the way it bobs under your feet. It's almost like being on a boat out in choppy waters, but worse. "I suspect we'll be seeing things come from under the water."

"Gotcha," Sayaka says as she takes off to the skies. The other Sayaka blinks at you. "Under the water?"

"Yeah," you say with a shrug. "Just a feeling. Now, which way?"

"Uhhh," Sayaka says, looking around. "... where's the island?"

"Gone," you say cheerfully. And indeed, it is gone, even if you'd barely taken a few steps from the shore. There's nothing around you but empty, open water.

"... uhhh," Sayaka says. "Down? Underwater?"

"I don't think so," you say, shaking your head. "But keep close. Witch Barriers are imprecise things, and after a few, you get this feel for them. They're more like... dream logic than anything, you know? If we're on the surface of the water, and we are-" you stomp your foot for emphasis, watching the waves ripple out "-then we're probably here to stay unless something drags us under."

"I guess," Sayaka says, giving the deep blue sea a doubtful, suspicious look. "I mean I don't think I've had a dream about walking on water before. Diving, sure, swimming without needing to breathe..."

"Also a possibility," you say with a shrug. "Still, pick a direction."

"Right," Sayaka says, squinting up at the clone of herself, drifting lazily through the air above. "Uh... there's a big fogbank this way."

She starts off over the sea at an easy jog, bounding over the waves. You can't see anything in that direction, but you stick close, Grief fog drawn protectively all around you. Just to be sure, you dip part of it into a net sweeping through the water beneath you.

Sayaka pulls a sword from beneath her cloak as she runs, letting it drag through the water behind her. The salt water sprays, leaving a wake that trails out behind you in a wide V.

Incoming.

Below.

You bound straight to the side, Grief lending you distance and height. You wrap enough around Sayaka to shield her if she doesn't notice in time, but she's already moving as something breaches the water.

All you hear is a yell as white spray explodes into the air, a massive plume obscuring your vision for long enough for your heart to lurch, but you can still feel Sayaka there on the other side, dashing a straight line across the ocean and that thing between you is huge and white and gigantic and it stinks of rubber and it's all glistening rainbow and sharp-edged shell it's aiming for you-

Backwards. Backwards, backwards, and up. Grief becomes wings that drag you out of the way just as the thing slams back into the water with another titanic crash that sends water splashing all the way up to where you are, a clean twenty meters up in the air.

"What the hell was that?" Sayaka shrieks at you.

"Familiar," you say. "I think. Didn't feel like the Witch."

"No I got that I mean what was that?" Sayaka yells.

"... giant clam? I think?" you hazard as you drift back closer to Sayaka.

"It had teeth!" Sayaka says.

"Familiar," you repeat, shrugging. "Witch Barriers."

Sayaka shudders, reaching under her cloak and thumbing through powers. "OK. Can you stay in the air?"

"Sure," you say. "Got an idea?"

She withdraws her hand and holds it up. Fat, lazy sparks crackle over her fingers, bright enough to cast her sharp grin into shadow.

"Fair enough," you say. "Don't forget your Soul Gem capacity. I don't know whether I can cleanse you from here."

"I've got my Clear Seed ready in class," Sayaka says, nodding. "But you wanna check that later, right? So I'll use it after the fight, or in emergencies or something."

"Good thinking," you say. Sayaka beams at the praise, and without prompting, takes off jogging over the water again.

"You sure you don't wanna fly?" you call after her.

"Nah, gotta get better, right?" she says. "'sides, I've got you as a safety net, and I took the flight power up there already, anyway." She points at the other clone, flying high above you.

"Does that mean you can't share a power between clones?" you ask curiously.

"No, I can," Sayaka says. "I just gotta have the power at the time I make the clone. Original-me's got the clone power, and I made her, see? Original me has Miss Usagi's animal power, so do I, so does she. But I put away the flight power before making her, so only she has the flight power right now."

"You can fly without the power too," you feel beholden to say, even as you file that tidbit away.

"Eh, it takes more work to do that," Sayaka says with a shrug. "I-"

Another explosion of water, the thing breaching the ocean from below. Sayaka's already midleap, soaring over the gaping, chomping maw. Grief fog wraps around her, just in case it proves necessary. Electricity crackles in her wake, a blazing arc that follows the sweep of her blade.

Thunder.

It's not so much a bolt as much as a slash of lightning that meets the Familiar, slashing right into the space between the shells. It all but bursts, burning, oily muck splattering across the sea. Sayaka sails clear, and you can hear her laughing in exhilaration.

"How was that?" she calls up to you.

"Well done!" you call right back, flying closer to Sayaka. You wrinkle your nose as the smell hits you, the acrid stink of burnt rubber intermingling with crisp ozone. And now that the Familiar's dead -half blown apart- you can see that it is some kind of giant shellfish. Iridescent mother-of-pearl gleams in the sunlight, blue-streaked flesh slowly sinking beneath the waves.

"Is there just one?" Sayaka asks, frowning and looking around.

"Probably not," you say, drifting within arm's reach of Sayaka. "Never is. Keep your guard up, but well done."

"Thanks," Sayaka says, flashing you a grin - and she yelps when the sea starts to churn around the sinking corpse. She leaps, and you soar, getting distance from-

-from hundreds, thousands of swarming, scuttling things with waving feelers and transparent, blobby bodies, each one dog-sized with tentacles that flash in the sun and reach entire bodylengths. The water froths with the sheer number of them, surfacing from below and skittering across the sinking shellfish corpse. They tear and devour, tendrils freezing to flesh and shell alike as they pull it apart.

"Kill?" Sayaka calls, half-frantic, half-disgusted.

"Kill!" you call back, and sweep forward with a storm of blades. Your wings angle into something sharp and predatory as your blades drive home, each one slicing into the body of a Familiar and tearing it to pieces. You juke to the side, trusting Sayaka to see and understand and-

-and she does. Lighting roars through the air, arcing from Familiar to Familiar and popping them one after another in a beautiful, deadly display, bright enough to leave afterimages. Your blades slice into the stragglers, and you dive to the side to give Sayaka a clear shot at another host, twisting your head away. A few surface near Sayaka, and she meets them with a blur of steel and staccato thunderclaps.

It's over in seconds, leaving you cruising through the hissing, steaming wreckage of popped Familiars floating on the ocean surface.

"That was... more like it?" Sayaka says, blade still hefted.

"Yep," you say, and grin at her. "Well done. I think we got 'em all."

"Yeah, that's important," Sayaka agrees with a serious nod. "Can't let any Familiars escape, or else they eat people and grow into the Witch again, right?"

"Exactly," you say, wrinkling your nose as the smell hits you. "Which, of course, leads us to ask... where is the Witch?"

"Iunno," Sayaka says, shrugging.

"You mentioned a fogbank?" you ask.

"That way, yeah," Sayaka says, pointing.

"That way it is, then," you say. You let Sayaka take the lead, wary for more ambushes from below.

And there are ambushes, another two of those giant scallop things exploding from beneath the placid ocean in an attempt to eat you. You let Sayaka deal with them, lightning proving more than viable against them.

"... hah!" you say in the relative silence after the devastation of another swarm of the blobby things, nearer to the base of the looming fogbank. This close, you can see the black streaks in the dirty off-white, oddly geometic patterns. Rectangular, really. You grin at Sayaka, kicking one of the smaller Familiars. "Sayaka used Thundershock! It was super effective!"

"You took this long to think of it?" Sayaka says, sticking her tongue out.

"Silence!" you say, waving your arms. "Anywa-"

You cut yourself off, the hairs on the back of your neck rising. Sayaka's head twitches to the side.

"Witch?" she asks.

"Witch," you confirm.

"Below- no-"

From above. Sayaka's scream fills the air - the clone in the air, the watcher, and you're already turning, just in time to see the air saturate with slashing drops of water. Your wings snap up, crossed in front of you to shield you, but rain, simple rain hits you with enough force to drive you back in the air.

"Fucking ow," you hear Sayaka snarl - she's darting away, hunched low and dashing a zig-zag path away from water striking the ocean hard enough to send up plumes of spray.

"Incoming!" you yell, just in time for the Witch to splashdown, sending waves slopping across the surface. It towers over you, glassy-clear body a twisted cone rising into the air and filled with squirming, throbbing organs in glistening yellows and greens and deep, copper blues. Electric-blue tendrils hiss through the air, wild flailing patterns that flash toward you and leave viscous, virulent streaks of stuff flashed across your shielding wings.

You answer with a defiant shriek and blades, razor shards condensing out of the air in a deadly storm. You meet the slashing tendrils -tentacles- with blades, chopping them into stinking pieces.

"Sabrina!" Sayaka yells from above. "Catch!"

You glance up just in time to see the clone plummet. There's a gaping, bloodless wound trailing smoke from where her arm used to be and you can see light through her translucent torso. She flicks something -two somethings- iridescent and angular at you. She vanishes before she hits the ocean.

You catch, Grief stretching out. Two gems. Sayaka's power gems. The other clone Sayaka- she's fine, keeping her distance from the Witch, a blur of white and fluttering cape as she dashes across the waves. You can feel the static rising, see the lightning building, and you trust she can handle herself.

The Witch. It hasn't stopped flailing, eeriely silent but for the sound of its tendrils whipping at you, a relentless and unending barrage cracking through the air, and they're fast. The Witch is fast, scudding across the ocean after you with light refracting through its crystal-clear body. You could kill it, but-

This is Sayaka's show.

The sea boils beneath you as you streak across the waves. You evade straight up, just in time for another of those giant shellfish Familiars to leap from the waves, snapping wildly at you. That is entirely too much, and you sieze it with Grief before it can crash back into the waves. Bands of Grief go around it, squeezing and cracking shell before a twist of your mind hurls the shellfish bodily at the Witch.

The Familiar hits like a truck, slamming the Witch to a dead halt. A few of its organs burst inside its body, splattering the inside with unknowable fluids, and the constant, whipping strikes still for a moment.

Sayaka takes the moment to strike.

She crashes into it from behind with a yell, twin swords whirling around her in a blinding dervish that trails streaks of lightning as she carves into the beast, gouging a hole into the glassy, hollow body before leaping back. And at the apex of her jump, she raises both swords, upthrust to the sky, and swings them at the Witch. You turn away, and just in time.

The world goes white.

Somewhere in the middle of the thunder, you sense the Witch die. Sayaka howls again, barely audible, and you feel more than you hear her unleashing another bolt of lightning.

But the world's already fading, the Barrier collapsing in an inward swirl of Grief. It drains into that abyssal speck, the core of the Witch, and you fin yourself everted without ceremony back into Mitakihara City. You find yourselves a ways away from the apartment building you'd entered the Barrier from.

Instead, you're under a bridge. Just by a canal that smells faintly of saltwater, a quiet ping sounding as the Grief Seed drops beside you.

"Woo!" Sayaka crows, pumping her fists in the air. "That was great!"

[] Cleansing
- [] Try to remote cleanse Sayaka
- [] Just tell her to use the Clear Seed
[] Fight feedback
- [] Ask about the clone
- [] Chide her for recklessness
- [] Praise her performance
- [] Specific points?
[] Afterwards
- [] Tell Sayaka to go back to focusing on school
- [X] Nadia.
-- [X] Ask about Riona, and her not informing you all of her arrival.
[] Write-in (word count limit: 150 words)

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Scallops are freaky as hell. Yes, those are eyes, though those aren't teeth.
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Shouldn't this be Point Insertion 10?
 
Actually.
I think I've found the final nail in the "Sabrina is Walpurgisnacht" theory.
See? No pants.
 
Onmur said:
That's lewd, Raiseth. :thonk:

At least you spoiled it, but still.
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Hey, it's not my fault Walugi is some kind of shameless, pantsless monster. With a constant upskirt, to boot.

If anything, you should thank me for proving we no longer need to associate with her and her vile ways.
 
IIRC, she was forced to wear pants, as they wouldn't give her skirts, then used the pants as an excuse to kill her.

Sabrina, now, likes wearing pants (as well as skirts!), so I'd say, given this evidence, Sabrina is not Tart.
 
Tart's Meguca weapon is a sword, IIRC.
Ours is a warhammer.

I'd rather believe William of Normandy was a female crossdresser named Will in this universe, and we're her reincarnation.
 
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    • You laugh, and clap Sayaka on the back. You flex your Grief, letting it spread out over the area and sweep for threats as you relax, the intrusive wrongness of the Barrier ebbing from your mind.

    "Well done, Sayaka," you say, beaming at her. "You did great, overall. I've got feedback and stuff, but first, cleansing? I wanna try and cleanse you by cleansing your clone - but you've got your Clear Seed, right?"

    "Yep, yep," Sayaka says, bouncing on her toes. She pulls her Soul Gem off and holds it out to you, irrepressible grin stretching her face as she all but vibrates with excitement and adrenaline.

    You can feel the echo of her Soul Gem, not quite real, but not quite fake, either. Grief... It's there, hovering tantalizingly within your grasp.

    You reach out and pull. Grief starts to drift into the air.

    "Ung," Sayaka mutters, going cross-eyed. "Whoa."

    You stop immediately. "You OK?"

    "Uh, yeah," Sayaka says. "Just feels weird. I can feel... you, I guess, kind of... pulling?"

    "Er," you say. "Right."

    "... I'll just use my Clear Seed for now, if that's OK?" Sayaka says, rolling her shoulders. "I mean... did it work?"

    "Yeah, it did," you say, condensing the Grief before her eyes. Just enough for a slightly smaller than average marble. "But yeah, if it feels weird, I guess we can keep it for emergencies."

    "Gotcha," she says, grinning at you as she reaffixes her Soul Gem. She flops down on the bare concrete floor, tucking her cape to a side. "So?"

    You sit down next to her, folding your legs primly. You can feel the Grief ebbing from her Soul Gem, draining away - Sayaka using her Clear Seed back at school, then.

    "So... what do you think?" you ask, smirking at her. "And before you accuse me of cheating, it's a legitimate way of mentoring someone! You ask someone to evaluate themselves, and in turn use that to inform your own feedback as well as identify weaknesses in their own awareness."

    "Yeah, yeah, we had that management seminar thing at school too," Sayaka says, rolling her eyes. She cups her elbow in her free hand, tapping her chin. "Hmm... I guess my biggest mistake was, uh, my vision clone."

    "Speaking of which, here," you say, and deposit the power jewels on her lap. "But go on?"

    "Ah, thanks!" Sayaka says. She pulls the keychain out, and starts replacing the jewel. "So, uh... I was supposed to watch out with that clone, but I got so engrossed in watching below I didn't notice when the Witch ambushed us from above. Well, uh, I didn't notice it before it ambushed us."

    "Yeah," you agree. "I... don't have numbers to back me up, but I'm guessing that among magical girls who have even some experience, ambushes will be one of the biggest killers."

    Sayaka fidgets with her ring of jewels, grimacing. "Eurgh. Right, er... I think I was being a bit wasteful?"

    "No, not at all," you say, shaking your head. "It... well, if you didn't have my support -and you have a Clear Seed, regardless- it would be better to conserve magic, yes. But you Wished to help, right? So you're a part of the team, and in that context...?"

    You trail off, and give her an expectant smile.

    "It's a good thing to hit hard and fast?" Sayaka asks. "No matter how much magic I burn through?"

    "The faster you end a fight, the fewer opportunities there are to make mistakes, yeah," you say. "And honestly, I'd honestly say you're getting to be remarkably skillful, considering how many powers you have and how little time you've had to practice with them."

    "Oh, eh-heh," Sayaka turns a little red. "Thanks. I, uh... I've been giving it a lot of thought?"

    You snort, and whack her gently on the head. "Pay attention in class, Sayaka, no daydreaming."

    Sayaka pouts at you.

    "Class is important," you say, and poke her in the side. "Before you say anything, I'm a weird corner case. You know what I mean."

    "Fiiiiine," Sayaka grumps. "Uhh... I think I handled all the Familiars well. Lightning worked, even without the Pokemon jokes. I think it might be good for me to find some time to, uh, categorize my powers properly so I can decide which ones to use quickly?"

    "Hmm... yeah, that's a good idea," you agree. "Just quick, rough categories, but don't lock yourself into one mode of thinking. And on the subject of powers, I... hm. I think swapping powers mid-fight will be a recurring problem. It's good to have the versatility when you're out as a clone, but if I'm not around and you can't afford the attention, it'd be too easy to lose powers."

    "Ah... yeah, true," Sayaka says, the power jewels clinking in her hands. "Yeah. Definitely."

    "With that in mind, it might be better to always leave them with your main self," you say. "And send out clones with a grabbag of powers instead. You have a Clear Seed, and in a pinch, I can cleanse you, so the drain shouldn't be too much of an issue as long as you can handle all the powers."

    "I could send out clones with different powers," Sayaka says, brightening. "So... one clone with flight, invisibility, and eyesight, one clone with Miss Bennouna's unstoppable power and, uh, antimagic? That kind of thing?"

    "Definitely a good idea," you agree. "Might be good for you to work out a slate of powers that work well in conjunction with each other."

    "Yeah," Sayaka agrees. "That sounds like a lot of fun."

    "Something to do, then," you say, and whack her on the head again. "No, stop thinking about them now. After class!"

    "Dammit, Sabrina," Sayaka complains, rubbing her skull. "I can think with another brain!"

    "... does that work?" you ask curiously.

    "Kind of sort of," Sayaka says, wiggling her hand from side to side. "It's hard to describe."

    You snort, leaning back and propping yourself on your hands. "I mean, when I make my chibis, I am still one mind with more than one body. I see through four sets of eyes, and have four hands and four legs that happen to not be in a single location."

    "Magic is weird," Sayaka says, shrugging.

    "Magic is such bullshit," you say cheerfully. "Also, speaking of chibis, you should absolutely copy them at some point. Just imagine dozens of little yous scampering all over the place."

    "I'll think about it," Sayaka says, sniffing imperiously. "... I gotta ask, though... you mean copying using Kazumi's powers, right? Would I wind up making chibis of you or me?"

    "You know, I have no idea, and that's why it should be tested" you say. You thrust one fist above your head. "For Science!"

    Sayaka groans, and you snicker at her. The snickers turn into giggles as a pigeon drifts under the bridge, fluttering gently until it perches on her knee to coo at her.

    "You know, pigeons are filthy," you say. "Birdseed?"

    "Yeah, thanks," Sayaka says. "Also, clone, so nyeh."

    "Anything to report?" you ask curiously as you retrieve a handful of birdseed from hammerspace and scatter it on Sayaka's legs.

    "Nope," Sayaka says, giving you a pointed glare and brushing the seed off. The pigeon pecks at it, unconcerned with the antics of humans.

    You laugh, and lean back on a cushioned backrest flash-formed out of Grief. "As you say, nyeh."

    "Couple of fine delinquents we are, hanging out during school hours under a bridge," Sayaka says, rolling her eyes.

    "Hey, you're in school, and I'm not, technically, skipping school," you say.

    Sayaka rolls her eyes again, leaning back comfortably. You provide her a backrest, too, and the two of you fall comfortably silent.

    You'll take the moment to contact Nadia. You've been meaning to do so for a while, anyway.

    "Nadia?" you call. "Good afternoon! Do you have a moment?"

    "Certainly," the traveller responds in her thickly accented tones. "What do you need?"

    "So, I was wondering - I believe Riona Mag Aoidh is due in Mitakihara... if not today, then soon," you say. "But she hasn't contacted Mami. Is this... normal?"

    Nadia is silent for a moment. "It is... how do you say it, courteous protocol to warn magical girls when you travel," she responds at last. "I have not heard of Riona travelling much. It does not mean she does not, but she is strong, fimti? She might not know. Do you know how she is arriving?"

    "No," you admit, running a hand through your messy hair as you think. "And I'm not absolutely sure she is arriving today, but I assume it will be by plane."

    "Then I would guess she will say when she touches down, fimti?" Nadia says. "It is not likely she will come to attack you. She is not the type."

    "Has she done anything with other Grief controllers before?" you ask curiously.

    "Not that I am aware of," Nadia says.

    "Hrm. Gotcha, thanks," you say. "Safe travels!"

    "Thank you," Nadia says. "Please, keep me updated. I am curious."

    "Can do!" you say.

    "A good day to you, then," Nadia says, and signs off.

    You hum quietly to yourself, considering that. Nothing really new, and Nadia even echoed Mami's suggestion that Riona might simply be lacking in social graces. You're getting every impression of a bit of a recluse, as far as magical girls go, but then again...

    If her power deals with Souls, then she knows the darkest secrets of being a puella magi. It's not that surprising that she'd keep to herself.

    "Whatcha thinking?" Sayaka asks.

    "Of Riona Mag Aoidh," you tell her. "And why she hasn't contacted Mami."

    "I'd put some birds on watch at the airport," Sayaka says. "But they're not good enough to recognise a new human they've never met before."

    "Yeah, understandable," you say. "I'd ask you to put a few clones there, but I suspect you'd be bored out of your mind."

    "Mmmhm," Sayaka agrees, and stirs, sitting up. "Anyway... I should probably get going now. Er, get back to class? Or, uh. You know what I mean. Dismiss this clone and stuff and focus on class again. Unless you've got anything for me to do?"

    [] Sayaka
    - [] Let her get back to class
    - [] Actually...
    -- [] Write-in
    [] What now?
    - [] More science!
    -- [] What?
    - [] Check in with...
    -- [] Hiroko and Masami
    -- [] Kyouko
    -- [] Nadia
    -- [] Someone else?
    [] Write-in (word count limit: 150 words)
    [X] Kyouko.
    -[X] Telepathy. Check how she's doing.
    [X] If there's time, check those IRCs.

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    Alright, somewhat back on posting schedule. Hopefully.
     
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    You reach out and pull. Grief starts to drift into the air.

    "Ung," Sayaka mutters, going cross-eyed. "Whoa."

    You stop immediately. "You OK?"

    "Uh, yeah," Sayaka says. "Just feels weird. I can feel... you, I guess, kind of... pulling?"

    "Er," you say. "Right."

    "... I'll just use my Clear Seed for now, if that's OK?" Sayaka says, rolling her shoulders. "I mean... did it work?"

    "Yeah, it did," you say, condensing the Grief before her eyes. Just enough for a slightly smaller than average marble. "But yeah, if it feels weird, I guess we can keep it for emergencies."
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    Did we just soul snuggles Sayaka? :V

    Which, using Sayaklone as a medium between us and Sayaka, somehow made the cleansing work?

    Heh. I guess she now understands how Sabrina feels about her a little better.


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    "And honestly, I'd honestly say you're getting to be remarkably skillful, considering how many powers you have and how little time you've had to practice with them."
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    Double honest! :o

    Now Sayaka knows we're not messing around.

    And,
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    "Definitely a good idea," you agree. "Might be good for you to work out a slate of powers that work well in conjunction with each other."

    "Yeah," Sayaka agrees. "That sounds like a lot of fun."
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    Oh god, what have we done.


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    "I'll think about it," Sayaka says, sniffing imperiously. "... I gotta ask, though... you mean copying using Kazumi's powers, right? Would I wind up making chibis of you or me?"

    "You know, I have no idea, and that's why it should be tested" you say. You thrust one fist above your head. "For Science!"
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    For the record, Kazumi copied our Chibi and made Kazumi Chibies.
     
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    drift into the air.

    "Ung," Sayaka mutters, going cross-eyed. "Whoa."

    You stop immediately. "You OK?"

    "Uh, yeah," Sayaka says. "Just feels weird. I can feel... you, I guess, kind of... pulling?"

    "Er," you say. "Right."
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    Right, it feels weird when the magic touches. Standard interaction stuff.
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    "With that in mind, it might be better to always leave them with your main self," you say. "And send out clones with a grabbag of powers instead. You have a Clear Seed, and in a pinch, I can cleanse you, so the drain shouldn't be too much of an issue as long as you can handle all the powers."

    "I could send out clones with different powers," Sayaka says, brightening. "So... one clone with flight, invisibility, and eyesight, one clone with Miss Bennouna's unstoppable power and, uh, antimagic? That kind of thing?"
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    Huh, that's what I thought she was already doing. Sending out more clones is effectively free, sending gems with the clones is nuts.

    Has Kyouko learned that Sayaka has clone powers? If not, I want to see how long it takes her to realize she's been training a clone next session.

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    -[] Actually...
    --[] Pick a name for her sentai team.
     
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    ah making votes about events that are not fraught with social needs or dire combat choices.

    I like this! This is relaxing! : P
     
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    "Mmmhm," Sayaka agrees, and stirs, sitting up. "Anyway... I should probably get going now. Er, get back to class? Or, uh. You know what I mean. Dismiss this clone and stuff and focus on class again. Unless you've got anything for me to do?"

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    [Q] Have Sayaka do your laundry.
    -[Q] Senpai prerogative!
     
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