#blackonslaught

"I can't say I recognize that costume. Is that even appropriate for this sort of weather?" The magical girl asked herself as she peered towards the man in the red jacket from atop of a streetlight. It wasn't that late in the night yet so it was normal for people to still be out, however, there wasn't a con in town. 

Who was this man? There was fast way to find out and that was just to ask. There was nothing wrong in talking, was there?

Swift and silent as a gentle breeze, Mami extended a ribbon to wrap around another street lamp to swing towards the man, landing without a sound a few footsteps away.