Reiko Touyama wasn't in the best of moods since her talk with Tadase a bit ago. She was in a better mood than before the talk, but she was still kind of down in the dumps, thinking things over.... third term coming up. Her parents would make her take the Infinity University entrance exam again- even though they knew she had no intentions of joining the school.
So thusly, she called out Ikiko- who happened to be available- for a night in the Neon District, of karaoke and ogling anime figures and dvds and wall scrolls and other such thing. It was going to be a regular rowdy girls night out!
"Thanks for coming out with me Ikiko, I really needed a friend tonight!" she says. She doesn't exactly mention why. She figures. If Ikiko wanted to know or pry- she'd ask past that. Ikiko /usually/ didn't. But maybe she might. It's happened before!
She was infact, leading the two to the karaoke parlor across the street when a black shadow swept over the idea. Reiko blinked--- and then she clutched at her Chroma Crystal through her shirt. It always reacted to 'active bad things' but it /stung/ when it was a Shade and that stung a moment.
"...Ikiko. I'm really sorry for this... but Shade." she mutters. She began to look around frantically-- and her Chroma Crystal began to pull her back up the street the way they came.
"Chroma Prism Orange--- Transform!" she'd call out in a convenient alleyway. Hopefully, Ikiko was following.
In the meanwhile---- there was another flash and the entirety of a few blocks of the Neon District would be sucked of color. Bright Neon lights would turn dull greys... Neon LCD displays... Colorful signs and posters and advertisements... colorful figures.. all grey. Not to mention, the people! Well. Non-magical people--- being sucked of color--- turning grey and falling where they stood.
At the center of this mess was now a swirling ball of color!---- that suddenly turned a sudden and dark black as tendrils slapped out into the city--- attaching itself to any loose debris as a Shade often did and yank it back into itself... along with a giant robot poster...
Forming at the center, on an intersection, is a giant robot made up of cars, signs, action figures, technological hardware being sold nearby, and city benches, anything it could grab--- the robot had a giant 'energy' sword of black, and a shield.
"MEKKA!" the giant thing called out. Some messup of the word 'Mecha'.
Prism Keeper Orange flinches as she takes off upwards out of the alley and frowns as she peers off into the distance at the robot. It stands just a little bit over the seven floor apartment building it was standing next to.
"...ugh. Of course it's a giant robot..." she mutters.
Hanging out with friends is always a plus in Ikiko's book, especially when they need time to hang out. "Hey, always glad to help," she smiles, enjoying the lights of the district. Liveliness sounds like just the thing!
When Reiko mentions the Shade, Ikiko nods. "Right behind you," the older girl remarks, swiftly following her friend. "Lycan Locket!" she calls out, moments behind the Prism Keeper in the same alleyway.
The wolfgirl leaps after Orange, landing on a nearby rooftop. "Bigger, but still using cars," she notes, with a hint of a sigh. Well, she can always keep it distracted while Orange wears it down, and a well-placed kick can do much to keep each other safe.
Still, she's gld she's not having to face against it alone.
Mikoto is trudging through the streets, her eyes downcast, her hands stuffed limply into the pockets of her battered leather coat. It's cold out, but she doesn't seem to care. The wind whips her hair about, the only sign of animation about her figure as she walks along. She just puts one foot in front of the other, paying little enough attention to where she goes. As she crosses a street, cars honk their horns at her as they stop hurriedly to avoid hitting her.
Then a wave of energy crosses the street she's trudging down, and all the color fades out of the world. It's almost like being in a barrier, except more so. And more depressing. Oh well. It's not like she cares.
(("Autoprotect. Invoking Barrier Jacket.")) Carnwennan cares, at least. The only one who'll never, ever leave her. Never tell her to butt out and not help the ones she loves. Never pretend to be a jerk just to keep her safe.
She pauses and looks up at the giant robot, briefly. Then shrugs. Oh well. Why should she care?
Ayana has had a rough few days. First Takashi got injured and failed to come home, which put her in a state, and she wound up falling in a river--oh how much she hates water. Then, the very next day she was minding her own business when some pervy old man gave her reason to try and eat his energy, and that resulted in her getting rock-salted and burned by Sailor Mars!
Ayana has now added Fire to the list of elements she desperately hates.
Depressed, in pain, and unhappy, Ayana has spent much of the day very carefully, very slowly working her way through Mitakihara's Neon District, finding lost souls, convincing them to join her in an alleyway, and then draining their energy dry. She's feeling mostly better, at least physically. But emotionally she's still a bit of a wreck.
"Hi," Ayana says with a smile as one boy starts looking her way. She's dressed in a too-short dress and thigh-highs. It's enough to turn many heads. Kinda gross, probably, but it's one way to get energy. Just then, the shade's energy overwhelms the boy, and he collapses in confusion and colourlessness.
Ayana blinks in surprise, then looks past him to see several others begin to collapse. "What. The heck," Ayana growls, then reaches up to clasp the midnight blue gem dangling from her neck. "Still Night. Activate."
"Vorbereit" replies a vaguely feminine, harshly mechanical voice. "Activieren." A barrier jacket swiftly suffuses Ayana, draping her in the garb of Cute Fox Inari. Not a form she has taken recently, but she's not supposed to be a good guy.
Sometimes, exceptions must be made for the sake of food.
Normally, Maeko doesn't come out during the day. Normally. Today, however... she had been watching. And she had also noticed the Shade. The doll decided to take a break from stalking Reiko, briefly, to go and fetch her 'toy'. Soon, she had hunted down Misa... and done her creepy slip inside of her and turn her into Forsaken Doll Maeko thing.
Soon, there was an extra dark force on the battlefield. One taht was likely familiar feeling to Prism Keeper Orange. Nearby, on top of one of the nearby buildings... Forsaken Doll Maeko was standing atop the building, looking down over the battlefield. She wasn't doing anything... at least... not yet. But she was there. And she was watching...
~Giggle~
'Mekka' responds to Orange's prescene immediatly. That's a Prism Keeper. It is it's enemy. It's been written and drawn- and so it shall be. That does mean it has most of it's attention, letting the Cute Wolf get in close for kicks fine. Soon it'll begin to try to attack the Wolf, but not right now.
While it has cars as part of it's make up-- it's not nearly as bad as the last one--- cars seem to form the legs and arms--- soley alone. It looks weird.
"MEKKA!" calls out the Shade- these things don't really talk. They repeat the one word associated with it's shape. In this case a 'Mecha Robot'. The robot leaps onto the rooftops with a resounding shake of the buildings and ground as he swings it's sword through the air and unleashes a torrent of dark energy at the incoming orange speck!
Prism Keeper Orange can see it and dodges out of the way as she raises her Chroma Wand. "ORANGE RUSH!" she calls out- a beam of bright brilliant orange energy arcs from the Chroma Crysal on the wand- hitting the creature square in it's chest.
The Wolf gets in-- managing to kick it in the feet--- this dents the foot- which seems to be made up of signs and benches. and causes pieces to go flying out.
Prism Keeper Orange feels a tingle. Ugh.
Why was that familiar.
The slender form of 'Miss Blue' is now recognizeable to anyone who cares to notice, her Barrier Jacket standing out as a single spot of color against the grey background. (Blue, of course, in case anyone wondered.)
Still, she doesn't seem to care, even as the robot rampages about the street and lashes out at the orange girl. She just walks on, perhaps a bit slower than before, not seeming to react.
High above her, however, nearly invisible in the dim gray night, Flicker Shots fade into being. More and more of them with every passing moment.
If nothing else, she will have something to spend her anger against. The voice in the back of her head, the ancient memory of the Knight, counsels patience. And so she waits for the right moment, building up her arsenal.
Her time will come.
Cute Wolf Tsukiko rebounds from the Shade's feet to kick it in the ankles. Dislodging the debris that composes the 'mecha' is a slow process, but it promises to help slow down its movements.
Still, the wolfgirl doesn't trust the Shade to keep ignoring her for long, so she does keep an eye on its hands and legs. As long as she can spot it starting to move towards her, she should be able to scramble out of the way.
Cute Fox Inari leaps up into the buildings, and across the street towards the Mecha. When she spots it, she makes a soft noise of diapproval, then points her fox-head shaped wand at the creature. "Foxfire!" she declares, and a streak of purple-blue flame rages outwards from her wand, seeking to engulf the robotic creature.
"Orange, Tsukiko," Inari calls, grumpily, "whyyyyy is there a giant robotic meanie stealing all the energy in my hunting ground? Seriously, this is not okay!"
Oh my. In her brief time away... the entire area had turned black and grey. How... ... how boring. And it was potentially troublesome. It was harder to pick out her latest toys if she couldn't tell their colors, and Maeko enjoyed being picky with her pets. And, on top of that... it was attacking *her* prey. Maeko lifts her hand, pointing it towards the monster.
~Didn't anyone tell you not to play with other peoples' toys?~
Maeko's eyes seemed to flash a corrupted purple color, glowing deeply. Black strings of energy grow from her hand, one from each finger. They hang limply for a while, before she suddenly flicks her hands towards the monster, attempting to attach to a section of the monster's arm.
If it succeeds in connecting with the monster, she would lift her other hand to take hold of several of the strings. She begins to move them in a dancing motion, moving like a dollmaster... to attempt to control its arm and attempt to make it swipe at its OWN head with its laser sword.
~You're not even a curse worth collecting. So rude.~
The creature takes a blast of foxfire and gets knocked up into the air....
Where it floats...
Because jets are suddenly bursting out of it's feet. Because they just are. It suddenly flies down with a swipe---trying to swipe that blade of dark energy into the Cute Fox and Wolf! It screams out! "MEK KA!" with it's swing like it was putting emphasis on the try.
'Miss Blue's' attack setup goes unnoticed.
Maeko attempts to puppet the shade. The sheer force of the pulls causes the sword to sweep upwards- and indeed it slashes at it's own arm- but resists-- which is why it doesn't get to it's head.
"..F..fox-chan..." she mutters. "This is a Shade. This is my fight. It's stolen the color and... is going to try to get away with it. We can't let that happen..." she says.
She raises the Chroma Wand again and sends a flurry of koi at it's head---
After the barrage of koi- she raises her wand high and then....
Cute Wolf and Cute Fox get a tiny koi option that circles around them, acting like a shielf. It's kind of cute and silly at once.
Miss Blue and MAeko don't get one.
"That's the creepy doll..." she mutters.
"...why is it helping me.." she wonders more loudly. It's words don't really register to her. Toys?
Inari eyes the koi floating around her thoughtfully. "Tasty," she mumbles hungrily, licking her lips. But then there's a jet of energy streaking towards her, and she yelps in surprise and raises her arms defensively. The koifish takes the blow for her, and Cute Fox Inari looks terrifically surprised. "... kon?" she asks confusedly.
Shaking her head, Cute Fox Inari jumps into the skies. The feminine voice near her declares, "Fliegen" and Inari does indeed begin to fly.
"HEY JERKFACE!" Inari says as she barrels straight towards the Mekka. "Me. Pay attention to me." All around her she begins generating clones of herself: two, four, six Cute Fox Inaris all flying straight towards the Mekka. "Fauxfire Blitz!" allt he Inaris say at once, and the illusions all send illusory beams straight for the creature.
'Miss Blue' simply continues trudging along, one more lost soul in a neighborhood suddenly full of them. Easy for someone with active opponents to ignore. Even the royal blue of her suit is starting to fade, to turn to grey, its color leached away by the monster's power.
She seems not to be paying attention to the fight at all. Inside, however, something cold, pragmatic, and uncaring is pleased to have such an effective distraction. The Belkan Knight gathers power, while the heartsick young woman walls out the world.
More and more Flicker Shots orbit the field, and still, she does not attack. Waiting to unleash one massive strike and end this creature.
Cute Wolf Tsukiko dives out of the way of the sword, then glances towards some of the arrivals. There's Cute Fox, as well as a creepy doll throwing strings... and are those specks of light multiplying in the sky overhead?
Whatever! The wolfgirl circles around, using nearby buildings to bounce off of in order to attack the Shade. A double-kick rebound here, a jump-by strike there; even a quick dash along a temporarily-horizontal limb to stomp on a joint. It might not be doing much to the core of the Shade, but its mecha exterior is undoubtedly being worn down.
Oh good. It hadn't noticed her just yet to attack her. Maeko watched silently for a few moments, seeming to muse a few moments. Hmmm... koi. Well. They were colorful and amusing at least. Perhaps she would make sure to mostly play with this toy of hers. Still. More importantly, the big monster had resisted the pull of the puppetmistress.
This did not please her.
Maeko hovers off of her position on the building, adjusting her headset. She takes a slow breath, closing her eyes as dark energy visibly gathered around her. Her CURSE began to spread from around her. The area began to grow very unpleasant feeling, and those that did not resist the curse would begin to feel anger and resentment blossom in their hearts. It was not actually a direct effect on them, though... what was actually happening... is that even more of those dark energy strings were forming, hanging off of the arms of the puppetmistress.
And form after form was rapidly collecting itself out of seemingly-summoned pieces. An ear here, a tiny hand there. Little feet there. A small ovular body, a tiny adorably armored head. 4 small rabbits were formed. Each one holding a double-sided blade that extended into an exaggerated spade at the end of it, held by a ring by each of the four rabbits.
~Dismantle.~
And... immediately, those tiny rabbits are sent flying towards the mecha, each one almost comically attempting to stab their spade-ended blades into the monster's armor... and attempting to lever off pieces of it. Anything that was loose, one was even trying to pry off one of the fingers that was holding its energy blade. They weren't necessarily immediately being threatening, but they were /definitely/ likely to be an annoyance, and possibly get in the way of attacks.
Meanwhile, Maeko was lifting one arm up, dark energy beginning to gather into a sphere above her hand. Which, likely thankfully, would begin to draw that CURSE back into it, reducing -- or even removing -- that horrible blossoming of anger and resentment.
Still. There was a ball of Hate forming above her hand. Nothing good could come of that, right?
Ayana summons up a bunch of illusions and the creature is tricked, it seems easily enough into making a wide swing with it's massive dark blade to cut into them-- repeatedly swinging if it has to. It might pick the real Ayana, however, if Ayana is very unlucky.
"MEKKA!" it screams out.
Ikiko jumps.. leaps... makes up the arm and goes for a slam! More junk flies off the creature. Indeed, she's manging to knock off the armor. Once the core's exposed...this should be a cinch to finish off...
If only she had more help.
Getting your color drained is a horrible feeling. Despair... depression... a world without color doesn't very much feel like a world worth living in. Miss Blue may be able to fight off the effects for a long while- longer than the 'normal' people around- but if she keeps letting it have it's way...
Maeko fills the area with gloomy, bad feelings and this doesn't feel good at all to Orange.
It does seem to reinvigorate the create a little though as it rockets higher into the sky and cries out. "MEKKA MEKKA MEKKA!"
With each 'Mekka' a bench-shaped rocket fires out from it's chest--- towards Maeko, Cute Wolf and Prism Keeper Orange.
Maeko's rabbit gets to work.. and...
There's a glimmer of black swirling vortex! The core!
Prism Keeper Orange runs away from the bench rocket--- letting it chase her as she evades it by making it crash into the corner of a build as she flies as fast as her tiny fairy wings will carry her.
She raises the wand....
"PRISM AEGIS POWER!------ ORANGE BURST!" she calls out- a thick beam of purifying energy washing out from the tip of the Chroma Wand--- aiming to crash into the core!
Is this the end of MEKKA!?
Mikoto would tell you that she simply doesn't care, even as the grey washes over her, color leeching out of her once vividly-blue suit as if she was simply fading away. To an extent, she wouldn't even be lying.
The Knight called 'Miss Blue', however, has other opinions. More and more Flicker Shots fade into existence in the sky above her, starting to swirl about faster and faster as they circle the battlefield.
Finally satisfied with the quantity and power of her Flicker arsenal, she turns and lifts her head. A cold, expressionless face regards 'Mekka'. "So be it," she intones, raising one hand against the machine-monster. "In the name of the Sankt Kaiser..."
"END."
A stream of light sears its way down from the empty sky, the entire arsenal of accumulated light-darts ripping into the target one after the other, battering at its armor, seeking out its core and determined to shatter it utterly.
The ambient bad mood makes Tsukiko scowl a bit, but the Shade is a more pressing threat -- especially with those bench-missiles! The wolfgirl dives from cover to cover, switching directions and speeds in an effort to avoid direct hits. Some debris pings off of her, but there's still a lot of fight left in her heart.
And a lot of inspiration, too.
When things calm down for a moment, she takes a deep breath and howls, wordlessly singing of the joy of the bright, colorful lights of the district, of the fun of hanging out with friends and seeing the sights. She even sings of relaxation and letting annoyances go, in defiance of the resentful mood conjured up by Maeko.
With the topics spread as they are, the Soulful Howl isn't as strong as it could be, but it should help to brighten the mood and the surroundings.
A missile was heading for her. Maeko. Heading straight for her. And she was holding still to charge a hate ball! ... Maeko watches it calmly, her head tilting. As it flew towards her... she lifts her free hand towards the oncoming missile. Yes. Yes, Maeko did seem intent on just /taking/ that missile. And take it she does.
After the dust of the explosion fades, she can be seen just standing there, her left arm largely missing -- though rapidly reconstructing itself, her face and much of her upper body cracked. But like her arm, those cracks were rapidly sealing again. Even her clothing was repairing herself.
Meanwhile, that ball of hate seemed to be finished charging, having grown much larger. Luckily, that ball of hate was largely a ball of destructive energy as well. She lowers her right hand, beginning to send that ball of hate flying towards the robot. Luckily, it was /powered/ by her hate, not causing hate... because when it strikes... it wouldn't cause emotions to spread like the initial charge had.
No, it would just be pure, destructive energy. Dark in nature, but it also carries a heavy CURSE of destruction. About halfway through impact, it would suddenly burst, energy streaming to wrap around and form a magical rune that reads as simply 'DESTROY' over the core. Combining with the others... to attempt to do just that, and amplifying any other destructions placed upon the robot.
... Unfortunately, this effect is mildly reduced by Cute Wolf Tsukiko's howl, that joy and brightness causing the power of the CURSE to weaken.
And Maeko to cringe. Well that was mildly unpleasant.
One by one, Inari's illusions fade away as they are struck. But unfortunately for Inari, the creature manages to strike her, as well. There is a yelp as the real Cute Fox flies backwards into a wall, and slams into it back-first.
Inari yelps in remembered pain as her still flame-scarred back takes the brunt of the punishment. She crawls away from the wall slowly, but she's out of this fight, at least for the moment. Hopefully her friends can deal with the Mekka.
Miss Blue's flicker shots all slam into the creature's Torso.. many impacting into the core...
Ikiko's howl gets through a little--- some of that blackness and darkness starting to get stripped away....
The DESTRUCTION of Maeko flies into the core and causes more blackness to peel off---but it's still dark... and gloomy...
Then Prism Keeper Orange's purifiying beam of light saps into the core and proceeds to spin off the rest of the black leaving a multicolored, rainbow ball of light----- which in turn--- bursts out- and sends garbage flying a few feet off the being and down into the street and alley's below. Whoops! Well....
All that's left is spinning ball of vibrant, swirling colors, looking like a weird multicolor, shifting marble and torrent of colors.
Orange frowns..."Fox-chan..!? ah..." she says... looking to where she was... "...Cute Wolf can you go make sure she's okay...?" she asks. She looks around. That was a... forth attack? Who launched that she peeks into the distance. Is that....
The woman helping them with Ayana's problem.
She glares at Maeko. "If you even try...I have enough in me for another one of those blasts!" she warns.
Regardless, she flies towards the multicolored ball and then raises her wand...
"CHROMA PALETTE CLEANSER!" she calls out and then a wash of white actually shoots from her wand--instead of orange-- an awkward beam that smashes into the balls and causes it to break apart!
Colors and beams of light shoot from the ball as colors jump back into thier respective objects, items and people in rapid hard succession!
Cute Wolf Tsukiko nods to Orange, then bounds over to Inari. "Need any help, my love?" she murmurs to the kitsune, helping her to her feet and kissing her forehead. "The Shade's defeated, thanks in part to you."
Cute Fox Inari staggers to her feet with Tsukiko's help, then grimaces and hisses in pain. "Stupid fiery bitch," she says. That is not a word she usually uses.
Inari's wand lets out a small hiss of smoke, and then her whole barrier jacket releases, returning her to the slightly revealing dress she was in before.
Ayana looks to Tsukiko with uncertainty in her eyes. "I didn't want to worry you with my problems again," she grumbles. "But ... I'm hurt," she says, "and you ..." she mumbles, then leans forward and presses her lips to Tsukiko's, hungrily kissing the Curse Hunter. As colour returns to the world, a cloud of darkness emerges suddenly: a gloom that seems to engulf Tsukiko and Ayana both.
'Miss Blue' lowers her hand, her arsenal spent, the creature defeated. Color returns to her Barrier Jacket, once more a vivid royal blue. Her face, however, remains pale and drawn, and she seems to lack energy, as if she'd spent it all on something already.
She looks over at Ayana, recognizing her in the brief moment between henshin and gloom, and hmmms to herself, pensive and thoughtful.
A Familiar should be completely loyal to its master. It's how they're made. Except that Ayana, apparently, isn't. Is it because Riventon is abusing her, as she suspects? Or is there some deeper game? The fox's willingness to drain her supposed beloved is certainly questionable.
She shrugs and lets it go, for now. She can't bring herself to care enough to bother them, especially if said wolf's friend doesn't seem to be objecting.
So when she cleanses things, she uses white. That was good knowledge for Maeko to absorb on her toy. She tilts her head silently, watching Orange as she takes care of things -- and returns the color back to things. ~Much better.~
Hmph! Playing with her toys. The /nerve/ of that giant car monster. Maeko looks down towards Prism Keeper Orange, listening to her as she calls up to her not to even try. She blinks a few moments, tilting her head. She then flashes a playful -- and somehow malicious -- grin towards Orange, lifting her half-regenerated hand, and wiggles her fingers that were still putting themselves back together towards her in a cheerful manner.
It didn't seem like she intended to attack or delay things just yet. Darkness wrapped around the doll briefly, and another flare of darkness appears at the base of the building. Maeko hop-skips towards Orange, Tsukiko, Ayana, and Mikoto. ~That's /much/ better. No longer are things black and colorless. That would just be boring if it stayed like that.~ Maeko says cheerfully. If not stopped, she would calmly walk up towards Reiko, a hand lifting suddenly to attempt to rather unceremoniously, and harmlessly... boop her nose.
And then? Then she began to /scream/. Like she was in pain. Her form beginning to shrink, as she glowed with energy. A second mote of energy beginning to form... and then... the much smaller 'true' form of Maeko exits Misa, who falls to the ground, twitching several moments as she lays there, barely conscious.
~Do take good care of my little toy for me, alright~?~
Maeko waves her tiny dolly hand... and then just... disappears. One moment she's there, and a blink later, she's gone. Almost as if she were never there.
Well. White was the color of the Chroma Pallete Cleanser. It wasn't much of an attack. It's not much of an attack. It's slow. Akward. Heck. She only managed to hit Griselda with it once because she positioned just right between a color mass and her. Regardless. She turns back down to Ikiko and Ayana and a ball of gloom engulfs them and she /blushes/. She has an idea of what may be happening. She's pretty sure Ikiko doesn't need help there.
She looks back to Miss Blue and waves widely with a smile!
She turns back to Maeko though and she raises her Chroma Wand carefully and then she's...booped.
On the nose. What?
And then...she begins screaming and Prism Keeper Orange recoils. "Wha---!?"
And then...
Misa....!?
Orange has to catch her because she doesn't want her hitting dirt. She frowns a bit. "H..hey Misa!? That was you!?" she calls out. Well. "I mean... your doll!? What!? Was it possessing you!?" she asks with wide eyes.
"Are you awake!?" oh dear. What does she do!?
The kiss was unexpected, but Tsukiko's not going to complain about it -- rather, she kisses Ayana passionately in return. The Gloom was actually expected, given how hurt the kitsune seemed to be, but the wolfgirl doesn't complain. The Shade is defeated, Maeko doesn't seem to be in a combative mood; Tsukiko can spare the energy for her girlfriend.
When the Gloom passes and the kiss breaks, Ikiko -- not Tsukiko -- stands there, contentedly leaning on Ayana. "They say a passionate kiss from your true love makes your knees go weak," the Curse Hunter giggles softly. "I don't think this is quite what they had in mind, but the kissing's still great."
She looks over to where Orange and Maeko -- correction, Orange and Misa -- are standing. "Are you two okay?" Ikiko calls towards them.
Indeed, the kiss does seem to give Ayana strength--strength and more. When Ikiko breaks it, though, Ayana manages to draw the gloom back within herself, then reaches up to wipe at her mouth. "Sorry," she mumbles to Ikiko unhappily. She puts her arms around the slightly shorter brunette, supporting her.
"Who's Reiko's new girlfriend?" Ayana asks curiously. "She's cute. Kinda little, though."
Misa continues to twitch for a few moments longer in that state of mostly-unconsciousness. And then... it just suddenly seemed to stop, and she no longer seemed to be in pain. Instead, she's blinking and looking around curiously. "...Oh. I must have been sleepwalking again." Misa mumbles quietly, shaking her head a bit as she begins to straighten up. Wait. Magical wand. Magical person. ... Magical /people/. "Uhm. What's going on? Did I sleepwalk into a fight or something?" Well, it certainly /looked/ like one.
She also didn't seem to remember anything about it. Or probably -- possibly more likely -- just thought it was a dream, considering the mention of sleepwalking. Blink. Blink blink.
Ikiko is given a curious look. She straightens up and gives an awkward and somewhat nervous smile, taking a couple of steps back. "A-ah, I'm fine... just was sleepwalking." Misa says, and then... peers at Ayana. Blink. Blink blink. "W-what? Girlfriend? W-what are you -- I don't -- I-I barely know her." Misa says, fidgeting awkwardly. And then... she kiiind of looks like she's looking for a stage right to exit through.
Prism Keeper Orange flies down with Misa and frowns heavily. She places her on her feet when she wakes up. "What...sleep walking? No... that... doll thing...!" she huffs and realizes that Misa might not know what's going on... and then she lets her henshin poof away. And she's just Reiko again. She huffs. "We'll talk later? Oka-----"
Girlfriend?
Wait.
What!?
*****BLUUUUUSSHHHHHH*****
and then her expression falters.
-,-;;
"I..it isn't like that!" she huffs and crosses her arms and faces Ayana.
"She's a friend..." she says softly.
She looks back at Misa. "...are you going to be able to get home by yourself okay?...that looked...like a lot of stuff that just happened." she says.
Ikiko Hisakata manages to stifle a giggle, barely. "She's a friend of Reiko's that's apparently cursed by a doll," she murmurs to Ayana, enjoying the support. "I knew about the curse, but not the extent of it."
Ayana blushes a little as her mistake comes to light, and she turns her head aside. "What's wrong with having a girlfriend?!" she asks, turning her embarassment into offense. "I have a girlfriend, and she's the best thing that ever happened to me, so ... so ... you two should be girlfriends, too!" Yup.
"Cursed... by a doll. Interesting. Most definitely odd.' Miss Blue seems to find little interesting at the moment. Not even a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend. Not that hers is here to be yelled at.
Maybe it's envy. Maybe it's simple politeness. She sighs softly and turns away from the kissing couple.
'Doll thing'. Misa's gaze suddenly shifts around, looking towards one of the various places Maeko would likely be hiding. She's not there. Odd. She looks back towards Orange curiously, her head tilting a bit as she's set down. "I'm okay, really. Uhm... a little tired, but I did just wake up..." She says with a slight stretch. She blinks a couple times, at the question of if she's going to be able to get home by herself. "Huh? Oh, sure, I'll be fine! I wake up from sleep walking and go home all the time!"
Ikiko speaks about the curse, and sensitive ears hidden by hat twitch as they pick up on it. She looks towards Ikiko quietly for a few moments. Someone Reiko trusted. And then... then Ayana talks.
"N-nothing is wrong with having a girlfriend! But... but... I ... can't..." Misa says, shifting quietly in place, looking around nervously. And then... she lifts her gaze towards Ayana, shaking her head. She turns, and then ... begins to run. ... She's ... not that fast though. ... And ... a little uncoordinated. ... At least she doesn't end up tripping! ... Yet!
Prism Keeper Orange oh..oh my god what.
"N..nrrrgg!" she blushes fiercely.
"I'm not saying having a girlfriend is bad!? I'm just saying Misa isn't my girlfriend!? -- and I'm not sure...I like girls...." not sure. Not 'doesn't like girls', just. 'Not sure'.
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There's some dialouge going on in Reiko's head. Two koi might be having a discussion in there or something in an imaginary fishbowl in her head. That's the visual.
'Well you like Bishounen, don't you?'
'Tadase. Come onnnnn. He's totally that.'
'But that isn't the same as a girl! That's just...pretty boys!'
'BUT Pretty boys are KIND of like girls! right? Couldn't you like a girl for the same reasons!?'
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There's a blush on Reiko's face for no reason suddenly, a little fiercer than before as she blurts out, for apparently, no reason. "PRETTY BOYS AREN'T GIRLS!"
Then she blinks.
Then she covers her mouth.
Then it looks like she might be the first person to die of embarassment as she blushes fiercetly enough she thinks she can cook an egg on her cheeks.
She blushes.
"...Misa-chan... We'll talk soon...." she mutters under her breath as she removes her hands from her mouth. Yeah. She'd run too.
'Miss Blue' looks over at the two lovebirds, briefly, and the line about pretty boys goes right by without even a twitch from her face. Then she seems to realize where she is. "... how did I get to Mitakihara?" she asks of no one in particular.
Not waiting for a reply, she turns around and starts walking again, roughly in the direction of Uminari, her path carrying her right back through the same area she came in from at the start of the fight.
Ikiko Hisakata does what she can to spare her friend's dignity by pointedly not looking towards Reiko. Of course, the closest option is for her to look at Ayana... which, mind you, isn't a problem for her.
She kisses the foxgirl on the cheek, then snuggles happily. "Can't force love," she murmurs. "It's best when you discover it for yourself."
Ayana's eyes widen a little at Reiko's words. "Pretty boys aren't girls?" she asks Ikiko at barely a murmur. "Sometimes I really don't understand her," she says, then sighs.
The kiss, though, draws a toothy smile, and she turns to press her lips to Ikiko's briefly. "Hey Reiko-chan," she calls, "wanna go with us to Ikiko's house for a sleepover? I have my own pajamas there, now." She sounds somewhat immensely smug at this.
Prism Keeper Orange turns to Ayana and head tilts as she looks back to Misa, and takes a deep sigh.
She turns back to Ayana and smiles. "Of course! I could...really use... the company..." she says with a severe blush. She doesn't say why. "And if Ikiko is okay with it." she smiles.
"Oh...Pajamas! I should...stop by my home on the way there. To get my bag..." she mutters.
"Else I'll wake up feeling all gringy my current clothes..." she mutters again.
"Sure!" Ikiko beams. "I'll just let my family know that you're coming, so they can expect you. Shouldn't be a problem!"
She walks over and gives Orange a hug. "Besides, what are friends for?" Ikiko smiles. "I'm glad to hang out, and to listen to whatever's bothering you. Always remember that, Reiko-chan."