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Oh, we should tell Yuma to keep an eye on her privately, just to make sure she doesn't get in trouble while she's thinking. Maybe?
Probably redundant thanks to Yuma's wish, but... Hm.
Oh, we should tell Yuma to keep an eye on her privately, just to make sure she doesn't get in trouble while she's thinking. Maybe?
May I just take a moment to say this is a brilliant composition you've got there.
You have a vague impression that an older Yuma would probably turn out to be the most unexpectedly, deeply scary spymaster, but you're not terribly sure where that impression comes from.
It's safe to assume there will be feathers. As for the rest of the witch, it's for the sake of horror that we don't know.
I suppose Sabrina's witch wings would gain feathers, for starters. But that's as far as I can get with educated guesses, so I'll ask the one person who has all the answers.
That doesn't mean Sabrina can't recreate the Doppel phenomenon herself. It works by allowing the soul gem to release grief at a slower rate, preventing it from going kablooey and becoming a grief seed. Controlling grief is exactly the sort of ability we need to make Doppels happen. The only issue is that Sabrina hasn't done enough science to know how to do that yet.Magia Record has some deeply unique circumstances going on, which aren't the case in PMAS. So no Doppels for Sabrina and Co.
Walpurgisnacht's barrier has storm clouds in it. Rather minimalist, but definitely a labyrinth of sorts.
And all its men and women merely cannon fodder.
Because she can't make that despair disappear. By ridding the universe of grief, she has no choice but to handle that burden all by herself. Actually getting rid of grief requires either a certain wish that grants that power or the enlightenment hax Madoka showed off in episode 12.
For Kyouko, this is a huge revelation. Remember when Homura lost her cool in episode 11 and gushed out her feelings and secret past to Madoka? Same deal here. If we let Kyouko process this, she will probably become a happier, more fulfilled person for it. And that's exactly what we're trying to do. Yay us."So the thing is," you say. "I'm pretty sure that you don't know this, but if you were to just... show up on Mami's doortstep tomorrow and say absolutely nothing at all, the reception you'd get from Mami would be this: repeated, tearful apologies, mixed with offers of food, friendship, and housing."
"Bullshit," Kyouko snaps. Burning eyes snap to yours.
You meet her gaze calmly, despite the danger smoldering in her look. You're not backing down over this. Kyouko invited the topic. Kyouko knowingly invited the topic. It's important to you and Kyouko - and it's important to Mami. You need to get through to her, and something tells you this is one of very, very few chances you'll ever get.
"Do you know why you ended up fighting?" you ask. You hold your hand out, gesturing at her with the outstretched palm. "She doesn't have a problem with you. Mami's problem is that until very recently, literally everyone in her life eventually abandoned her or abused her trust."
You laugh, and if there's bitterness in it, well, it's just you and Kyouko - who opens her mouth to say something, but you cut her off with a slice of your hand through the air. Her fist clenches, jaw setting hard, but you are not backing down. Because she's getting annoyed, she's getting angry, but that's her defense mechanism.
"You're not special," you say with a razor-sharp smile. "At one point, I accidentally convinced her I was breaking ties with her, and promptly ended up in a ribbon cocoon. And yet, the only thing I've ever heard from Mami on the topic is how much she regrets what she'd done that night."
"Bullshit!" Kyouko snarls, before softening her voice and darting a look towards the bathroom door, body taut with tension. She turns a blazing look on you. "She tried to kill me!"
You laugh in her face.
"If she wanted to hit you, she would have," you say, folding your arms. "No. She didn't."
Kyouko rears back as if struck, eyes burning and fingers twitching.
"You might've fought," you say. "But believe you me. She felt horrible for it, and she holds the pain still. Close to her heart."
And you smile again, wry and thin as you stand and start to pace slowly around the room, more out of having an outlet for your nervous energy than anything. It also puts you a bit out of immediate stabbing range. Kyouko's gaze tracks your motion as you brush your fingers over the television, over the curtains at the windows.
"You say I'm a saint or something," you say. "Forgive everyone, everyone deserves redemption no matter who they are. And that's... eh. There are some people..." You shake your head, trying not to think about the Soul Gem you're holding locked in Grief. Rionna. "But no. The relevant fact of the matter is this: you, Kyouko, are not unforgiveable. There's literally one person who has a problem with you. And that's you."
You shove your hands into the pockets of your coat, facing Kyouko squarely. You've said your piece, and it's up to her to decide what she wants to make of it. And you watch her face flicker from anger, to dismay, to something else you can't really make out.
"Get out," Kyouko says.
Your heart falls.
"Kyouko, I-"
"I said get out-" Kyouko snarls. "Shut up, go away, I want to think. I'll think about it, OK? But I want to not have you throwing wordswordswords at me while I think! I'll think about it, now get out."
"I...," you start, before remembering something very important. "No. Grief Seeds first."
Kyouko makes a wordless, inarticulate noise, plunging her hand into her pocket and producing a handful of half-filled Grief Seeds you silently refresh.
"Happy?" she demands. "I'll be fine. Just- let me think."
"OK, OK," you say. "I'm sorry. Say bye to Yuma for me."
Kyouko's hand twitches, as if clenched around the invisible haft of an invisible spear.
You head out, carefully shutting the door behind you with a quiet click and padding away over the carpet.
Well.
That was...
Probably a success?
You'd definitely gotten through to Kyouko, at any rate. Some of it penetrated her shell.
I don't get it. Please tell me what was done there.
Nope! It's not like the muggles can see it happen anyway.
It's a reference to To The Stars, in which Yuma is as described.
Privacy is always from Kyuubey, not muggles.
But why would we need to hide the hope wings from Kyubey? More importantly, is that even feasible?
Kyouko... delivering food?
I don't think you thought this idea through all the way.
Use her to extort the Yakuza for protection from the cake shop.OK fine, we use her to keep the Yakuza from extorting the shop.
Use her to extort the Yakuza for protection from the cake shop.
Use her to extort the Yakuza for protection from the cake shop.
*snickers* ...I wonder if the bugs exist in this universe."C'mon, she's seven," Kyouko says. "And a damn smart cookie, but she ain't fucking around with us."
"That you know of," you say. You have a vague impression that an older Yuma would probably turn out to be the most unexpectedly, deeply scary spymaster, but you're not terribly sure where that impression comes from.
When we form our New World Order/global conspiracy/grand meguca alliance, we should call it the Cake Shop.Mental image of the cops ending up thinking there's a new gang somewhere called the cake shop
If the Cephalopods exist in this universe, then they will cease to exist in remarkably short order if they attack humanity.
If the Cephalopods exist in this universe, then they will cease to exist in remarkably short order if they attack humanity.