1572/You'll Learn

You'll Learn
Date of Scene:	09 June 2016
Location:	Mitakihara - Downtown
Synopsis:	Miss White meets Momo Sakura. Clearly only good can come of this!
Cast of Characters:	Hannah Sharpe, Momo Sakura

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Hannah Sharpe has posed:
With the Puella Problem only seeming to increase, and the frantic search for alternatives on the very forward burner of Miss White's research, she's been utterly swamped. Boris has been practically running the company for her while she slams her head against the wall. Finally, running on about one hour sleep, the big russian Familiar more or less threw her out of the lab and teleported her right outside of the Midori-ya.

Sharing spells with Familiars can be inconvenient at times.

Thus it is that Miss White walks in, grins at one of the part timers with very unhealthy looking bags under her eyes, and all but collapses into a seat with her requisite sugary coffee and five donuts.

"Ahhhhh, I can feel /light/ and /not desperation/ again." Comes the CEO as she stretches.

Momo Sakura has posed:
After Kyouko was brought the apartment, and a failed attempt at sleep on the balcony, Momo tucks the soul gem in one of her sister's pocket.

And, because she's sulking over at having been brought back here in the first place after her glorious display of being a scaredy cat, she sneaks out of the high rise apartment.

That was...yesterday? Early this morning? She's not sure.

Part of her wishes she would have raided a food cupboard before leaving, though. And before that, well, everyone had enough on their plates.

So she's a bit hungry!

She probably shouldn't be walking around food places.

She presses her nose and hands against the window pane, finally deciding that a giant scaredy cat like herself should be tortured with food she can't eat!

Maybe after this, she'll look around the park for more yen!

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Two donuts and a third of a coffee in, and Hannah is politely informed that there's a kid pressing her face against the glass. Now, Miss White is a rather big fan of the Midori-ya, as proven by several dead youma that tried to mess it up. She's even been kind enough to not try to buy it out.

Which is why face-to-glass is a smidge annoying. There's a few customers giggling. Sigh.

Up goes the White-chan, out the door, and there's a tall american girl leeeeeeaning down towards the hungry puella.

"Hey. Kiddo. Not polite to shove your face into the glass. The staff won't bite, trust me. You hungry or something?" Miss White might have heard a tummy grumble.

"I'm feeling generous and my friends are busy. I'll treat you to lunch. Sound good?"

Momo Sakura has posed:
Momo jumps at having been caught. Then she gets a grumpy scowl. "It also ain't polite for people to throw away half their food, but I've seen it done five times since I been here."

She flaps her arms out. "Just buy what you can eat if you got the money! If you're still hungry, get more!" A person walking past throws a half eaten burger in the trash. Righteous indignation! "Yeah, I'm talkin' to ya!"

Ug!

Dog gets up and roots in the trash and pulls out the half eaten burger. It's gone it two bites.

When the American offers to buy her lunch, her eyes get a bit watery. She feels charity caseish! (She technically is BUT!)

Still, her tummy is louder than Dog's warning growls.

"...yes please."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Frown. Hannah /glares/ at the dude just throwing away food.

"Agreed. Yeesh, at least save them for leftovers, you know? If somebody threw out /my/ food I'd punch them in the jaw!"

Cue a hard fist-punch in the air!

The suited magical girl is /grinning/ though. This kid's just hilarious!

Reeeach. No, Momo, you're not getting out of the patented Miss White head ruffle! Ruffle ruffle ruffle! Then a slap on the shoulder.

"Great! C'mon, kiddo!" In she goes!

"Get anything you want. What's your name anyway?"

A tap to her own chest. "Name's Kasagami White! CEO of WitchHunter Professional Services, the best and /only/ protection and training services worth their salt in the entire city of Tokyo! Don't let those idiots at Yoko Protection tell you otherwise!" Griiiin. Down to the seat she goes after making sure Momo is getting the foodz!

Momo Sakura has posed:
"At least Dog got some food out of it!"

Momo is ruffled! She makes the noise of someone being ruffled about, then oofs at the slap.

She follows Miss White in, looking around, and crossing her eyes at a few people who look at her funny. Rude!

She's a bit boggled! Choices!

In the end, she plops on the chair next to Miss White, still looking a little dazed! "I think I ordered a burger."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
It turns out Momo has gotten a deli ham sandwich, two donuts, and some kind of cake along with a coffee! Mostly due to White-chan machinations. She tips well, you see.

Miss White proceeds to utterly ignore stares. No, there's an interesting captive audience she's just put into a daze.

"So what school you going to, kiddo?" Nomf nomf nomf donuts!

Momo Sakura has posed:
And even with all this, the only way she's not eating it all is if she manages to save some for Dog.

She has a big mouthful of food when she's asked about food! She mumbles out a response.

A sip of coffee! HOLYSPARTANGHOSTS caffeine!

She gives a little shiver!

"I don't go to school!" She nomfs on a donut, too! "Last time was the fifth grade? But then I died." She nods!

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
All of that nomming! Seeing a hungry kid chow down just sends a tiny little thrill of /good/ down Miss White's spine. Really, doing something nice does has it's rewards.

Ones that are about to go up eightfold.

"Not going to school!? Okay, see, I don't mean to sound like a mom or anything, but that's really important! Gotta brush up on life ski..."

Then her brain catches up. Suddenly, her smile's gone, and Miss White is 'gazing' down at Momo with a very, very serious, very /interested/ expression.

"...Did I just hear you right kiddo? Long day at the office, so, maybe I'm out of it. Coudl you repeat what you just said?"

A hand slips to her pocket, and she touches Raging Tempest. The now-coin sized Device starts a scan of the girl, trying to sense any magic.

Momo Sakura has posed:
Momo shifts a little. "Yeah, but, if I go back now, all the kids will make fun of me because I'm so oooooold!" Sad puppy eyes!

And then she sort of shrinks under that look.

Well, if she already thinks she's crazy...

"The moon made a wish on a field of snow and blood. The rat who is also a cat heard my wish."

She blinks. "And I've seen fairies and people who can call down lightning. And a lot of cute boys."

Suddenly, she gasps and slaps her hands on the table! "Oh my gosh, I completely ignored you! My name's Momo Sakura, I'm very pleased to meet you, please do excuse my rudeness."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Sad puppy eyes don't work on Miss White! Most of the time. Boris is the exception.

Miss White is strangely silent for how outgoing she's been, and makes no secret of taking it all in. Her face seems more /troubled/ than in disbelief. She looks around. A few customers are /staring/. A stern glare gets them to back off.

"First of all, don't worry about it." She starts, only briefly hesitating, before offering a smile.

"But I think this conversation is one best done in private, don't you think?"

Miss White snaps her fingers.

The Midori-ya's interior suddenly gains an emerald green tint. A light wind seems to constantly blow through the Wind Barrier, and all of those customers seems to have dissappeared.

"Much better. Oh, and don't worry. This is just a Barrier spell. It causes dimensional dissonance, phasing a certain amount of space outside of /our/ time and dimension."

She pops the donut. Nom.

"Alright, with that out of the way, where to begin. First of all, nice to meet you, Momo. Momo /Sakura/. By any chance...related to Kyouko Sakura? Heh. So mean, she never told me she had such an adorable little sister." Reeeach, she'll give Momo a poke on the nose. Miss White is surely taking this all well.

"Let me be blunt. I don't think you're crazy. No, the fact that you're still here proves you are telling the truth. Met Kyubey, I see. That's...really a shame. You're aware, I hope, of just how short the lives of most Puella Magi are?"

A wave of the hand. "But I'm probably not making much sense. Let me tell you what I do. I run a protection and training company whose goal is to train Puella Magi and other magical girls so they can properly hunt and defend themselves. So that they're not just greenhorns sent off to die like that little white rat would do. We also do research on Witches, Puella, in order to find solutions to the inherent flaws of a Puella, as well as destroying Witches themselves more efficiently. All while turning a hefty profit, of course."

She flashes a winning smile. "And /that/, Momo, is why you coming back to life is something I'm very interested in. I'd like to get to know you. You seem like a cute kid, and well...Kyouko will probably say something different, and for good reason, I really hate the burden on Puella. I'm going to make that end."

Momo Sakura has posed:
She jumps at the sudden shift, looking around. Part of her looks ready to bolt. "What happens if I try to leave it?"

Always look for an escape route!

Her eyes flicker toward Miss White, still looking around. "Not her fault. I've been dead since I was nine."

She does relax some, however, when Miss White brings up Kyubey. She shrugs. "People keep saying that. I know it aint gonna be the greatest life, but I hadda come back to protect my sister." That part may be a bit crazy! A small whisp like her protecting one of the strongest Puella?

She's...more or less relaxed at this point. Her head is tilted, curious. "What kind of tests? How do you make money? How do you get scans on Witches when they're in labyrinths? Why am I so interesting? What would Kyou-nee say? How can you see me so good if you're blind? What is tiramisu?" This last is asked as she points at the menu without looking. "Does the bubbles in soda really rot out your brains, or should I add that to the list of Things Father Was Wrong About?"

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
"Well, that depends. This barrier isn't so much meant to keep people in. You'd walk out, you'd return to our 'true' reality like nothing ever happened. But if I were to..." She concentrates, and the 'walls' of the barrier grow more solid.

"Go ahead. Try to leave." Should she try, it's like hitting a literal wall.

"The general rule is that if you apply enough force you can shatter your way out. There's specific spells that people like me use to do just that. But it's usually easier to take out the caster unless they entirely outclass you."

A shrug, and her right hand comes up. The golden spikes of Raging Tempest is clenched in her hand.

"But we're getting ahead of ourselves. I'm what's known as a Mage, or a Device User. /This/, is the Intelligent Device Raging Tempest. Say hi R.T."

A /very/ british voice pipes up. "Good evening Miss Momo. It is a pleasure to meet you'"

"Think of her as friend, weapon, high-speed calculator, and wizard's spellbook all rolled up into one. You see, for most Mages it's difficult to cast spells without assistance, so we rely on Devices to do the grunt work. There's a few geniuses that break that rule of course, but they're rare. I'm only a 'C' rank mage technically. Though I cheat to compensate for that."

She smirks to Momo. "If you want to really take out a mage, target their Device. Though that's always tough. Devices are built to last, especially a melee varient like R.T. And well, we'd rather give up limbs or die before letting someone hurt them."

A deep, deep sigh. "We say it because it's true. But I suppose in the end, what you think is the only thing that matters. Hah. To protect your sister, huh? Family is important, kiddo. Don't let anybody push you, /or/ your sister around. Promise me?" Reeeach, a good squeeze on the shoulder.

Both hands go up. "Slow down, slow down. One question at a time."

"Well, lots of things. Everything from 'What is a familiar composed of'. 'Can you control it's change into a Witch'. 'Can you create a sustainable process of Grief Seed creation'. 'Can you manipulate and copy soul gems'. 'Are there alternatives that will cut the need for Puella to hunt out of the loop'. Those kinds of questions are what I'm interested in. I make money by having Puella Magi pay me in return for training and helping them hunt. A simple contract, really. Anything from money, to magical artifacts, or if they're strong and talented enough, by oweing me favors or helping me with my research."

"You're interesting because you have a cute personality, you're audacious just like your sister, /and/ you've come back from the dead. Resurrecting a dead Puella Magi is one of my goals, too you see."

She lifts R.T. "And typically I'll take scans as I fight Witches. They've been scarce as of late though. It's a bit of a problem. Lots of my long term clients are missing or dead, too."

A laugh. "Kyouko would insult me and tell you to stay far, far away from me. That I'm a shadey bitch. She's probably right."

A shrug. "Ah, sharp eyes. You noticed. I have a spell that allows me to sense changes in air currents and molecules, plus my hearing is very good. Raging Tempest also can give me visual data directly into my brain when she has to. It's how I can tell that you and Kyouko look alike."

Pause. "...You know, I've never had Tiramisu. I think it's some sort of cake-like thing. And no, soda just makes you fat."

Smile. "So do you mind telling me more about the moon and this field? Everything you can. I'm willing to compensate you. Maybe join you on a Hunt. Would you like that? Unlike a Puella Magi, I have no need to hold back."

Momo Sakura has posed:
Momo tries the wall. Actually, she knocks on it.

Shave and a haircut.

When she sits down, she knocks the rest on the table.

Two pence!

She is a bit curious as to why Miss White is telling her her weaknesses.

Confidence? A show of trust? Both?

Eh, she'll think about that later.

And then it's completely gone when R.T. speaks and she jumps. "Um, it's a pleasure to meet you, too, Ma'am."

She pulls out her ancient smart phone. "This isn't a device, but I call him Sammy. He doesn't talk back." Sad face.

Her eyes do widen a bit, though. Yes! It's her decision! "Kyou-nee thinks I'm a Kyubey trick. She told me to leave. I still saved her though because she's my sister." A nod!

Then she tilts up her nose! "I ain't gonna even let Kyou-nee get in the way of me keepin' her safe!" She grins, one fang popping out, and jerks a thumb at herself. "And if people try to push, I'll just pull real hard."

She gives a long sigh! "But I'm not a resurrected Puella. I'm resurrected because I became a Puella." So much for being interesting!

She does give a little blush at being called cute, though! And at being compared to her sister!

"My hair is almost white if you can't tell! It used to be like Kyou-nee's."

She gasps! She's only ever been real skinny! "I wanna be fat! Can I try some soda?"

Then she's shifting in her seat. "Well...maybe for food? This is the first thing I've had in a bit. But I'm not sure. I mean, okay, it wasn't the actual moon. It was someone named...um...Sailor Moon? Have you heard of her? Well, apparently a bunch of people fought at the north pole against a giant witch who wasn't a labrynth witch but was just mean and wanted power and stuff that wasn't hers. And a bunch of people died. They told me her wish was to bring everyone back, but all I heard was she didn't want those she loves to be alone. I thought it was a good idea and wished, too, and then poof, Kyubey."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Raging Tempest lets out two warm pings! Friendly Device is Friendly.

One eye closes. "...There's apps that can fix that. Mostly there to get your info and sell them to ad companies. I know, I have stock in a few."

Cough. Miss White gives Momo an honest sad look at Kyouko thinking her sister's a 'trick'. "You don't seem like a trick. Honestly, I don't think Kyubey's that creative. Still. Don't blame her too hard. It has to be a shock, right? Your dead sister showing up like some kind of ghost. So...don't hold it against her, alright? She's been through enough already. Prove to her you're real. Miracles don't exist. But sometimes magic can do amazing things."

Momo is just /rich/. She could get to like her. She already does.

"Good. Your sister's more stubborn than any bull! You'll need that attitude. Take care of her, and I think she'll take care of you. Your love for your sister will be..."

The mere thought of this girl Witching has Miss White gripping the table in sudden anger. It cracks from the force.

A deep, calming breath. "When things look hopeless, your love for your sister will be what saves you, I think. Always. NO matter what. Keep that in mind, Momo. It might just save your life." She gives the girl a very serious, knowing look.

"That's maybe for the best. Red is an annoying color." Smirk.

"No. Don't get fat. Start training. Run in the morning. Lift weights. Become strong. Fit. You'll need it."

Hannah visibly stiffens. "...I should've known. Yep. Sailor Moon and I...well, we've fought before, and probably will again, but we're friends too. I know. That was called the 'D-Point Mission'. The 'witch' was known as Queen Beryl. I'll spare you the drama. A lot of very good magical girls died to bring down something even I'd call true evil. And that girl...well, my lover and I both died that night. So I guess you and I have something in common."

Grin. "Then I guess you know Hat Guy. Ah, 'Endymion', then? He's a very wise, anti-social jerk. But a good guy. You could learn a lot from him. Still, bad luck that she wished, and then /you/ wished."

Momo Sakura has posed:
Momo blinks at Miss White. "But...I don't want him to talk at me. I want him to talk too me. Sammy's been very useful."

A dog named Dog and a Samsung she calls Sammy. Imaginative!

Momo sulks a little. "I was mean to her. I threw snack cakes at her then took three burritos, even though I only put enough for two on the counter." A horrible thought! "What if she gets fired for it!" Oh noes!

Woe.

Perk up! But she tilts her head as the table cracks. What is Miss White so angry about? "Well, it kind of already has. I mean, I remember thinking 'At least Kyou-nee will be okay' when father killed us. That made me less scared. I was more sad she'd hafta find us. Is the table faulty?"

Then an ug! And a dramatic slump on the table! "But exercise makes me hungry. But hungry means food and food means money and Sammy ate a lot of that, and people are suddenly not wanting to give a young girl odd jobs so she can get said money for food to eat for exercise!"

She shakes her head. "He just looked like he was in a bunch of pain, so its okay if he was jerky. I don't remember much because I ran away. I didn't like when the green guy screamed. It scared me." A scowl! "They brought me back so I could give Nee-chan back her gem. I took off when they were sleeping, though."

She flops her arms and almost wails! "It wasn't bad luck! I know there's always a price when you make a deal with the devil, but I don't regret it! Ug, she's my sister, dummy!"

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Miss White rubs the back of her head. "...Yeeeeah, I can't help with that part." Poor Momo, no Sammy-chan for her!

Miss White waves a hand. "Kyouko's pretty good friends with the lady who owns that store. And from what I hear, a really honest worker. She's...well, blunt but hard working. So I somehow think it'll all work out. Tell her you're sorry like a good little sister."

Red eyes grow dark. 'Our Father killed us'. She's looking /through/ Momo now. The very idea is anathema to Hannah.

"I..." Teeth grit, sudden grief warring with pure fury.

"...You've taken something that incomprehensible pretty well. You're a tough kid. Momo. I'm so sorry you were betrayed like that."

Miss White forces a smile. "Ugh, sorry, kid. Getting all weepy and angry and teary-eyed. Ignore me. Odd jobs, huh? Well, your sis won't be happy, but I /love/ giving odd jobs to Puella with potential like you. Here. My card." A WPS card is all but thrust into Momo's pocket.

"And I pay very, very well."

A nod. "That bad, huh? I better pay a visit soon. Get with Moon too. Green guy? Huh. I wonder who wants to arbitrarily ruin Endy and Moon's crew /this/ time? It's becoming a very bad habit of those guys."

"...Yeeeah, be very careful with her soul gem. It's right there in the name. And yours too. Best way to take out a puella is to put distance between a soul gem and their body. Snip snip. Puppet without strings, et cetera."

She rolls her eyes.

"It's not the price, but the fine print you should be worried about, kiddo. That stuff kills, particularly when the guy offering it to you doesn't give you a fair deal. Well, fine. You Puella are all like that at first. You'll learn." A snap of her fingers, and the barrier's gone.

She pays for the meals, walks over, and gives Momo one final ruffle. "Hang in there, kid. Puella life sucks, but a rare few make it worth living. Homura Akemi. Madoka Kaname. Mami Tomoe. You already know Kyouko. Those four...look up to them. Seek them out for advice. They're all strong Puella who, in their own ways, can help you survive. For your sis. Good luck. I'm rooting for you, Momo Sakura. Don't do something stupid like wasting your second chance."

A wave, and Hannah's gone.