#hopesconcept

There were some perks to having a living space so high above others; a greater view of the surrounding area was one of the more prominent ones. From here, she was able to see the concentrated swarm of dark miasma that covered a section of the city, to the west. In the fog-like cloud, she could make out lights, the colors of combat. It was not until a bright pink light pierced the sky and rained down bolts of energy that the corner of Mitakihara City was cured. Wraiths, most likely, finding their end at the hands of the city's Magical Girls, namely one in particular.

Noriko found a feeling she did not commonly experience when she saw the miasma shattered by onslaught of pink light. She felt "glad" that Madoka Kaname was successful in another of her hunts. Every time she sees a section of the city overwhelmed by the emotion-sucking sphere of Wraith influence, she wonders if it'll be the battle that ends someone. If the Wraiths will win, once in a while, and take someone with them. A pessimistic analysis based on the one inevitable truth that Noriko has understood for far too long, that everything ends, even the brightest Magical Girls. Especially the brightest Magical Girls.

Still, today was not the end of Madoka's days. And that was..."good".

Knowing the girl met with success and would still be alive to answer any summons, Noriko went for her phone, scrolling to find Madoka's number and entering their meager message history. A few emojis from Madoka, and a thumbs up emoji in response from Noriko, just to confirm they were texting the correct respective phone numbers.

[Congratulations on your victory. Do you have time to talk tomorrow? You have seen my lodgings, would it be suitable to now meet at yours?]

She put the phone down, fully expecting Madoka not to answer for some time. Still, she sat and stared at the now-former center of Wraith influence. The pink brilliance that destroyed it was long gone. The darkness had disappeared. It was as if nothing had happened. How many times has the loop of Wraith invasion and defeat occurred?

There was a long whistle that left Yusuke’s lips as he looked up into the sky to see the display. Now, Reiki was incredible in its own way..but the girl here knew how to use magic and combine it with her attacks to make them even more deadly. This little myriad of arrows was so great. “We definitely have t’ put this into practice when we’re fightin’ yokai together one day.” And it’s a day he’ll look forward to.

In the streets of Nagoya, a unseen battle is taken place in another dimension inside an old attraction of theme park that two girls were helped to dispatch due to amount of some disappearances.

"Hey Aikawa?!" A bam sound is heard as a strange hostile creature was blown to bits after getting a punch to the face from a pink-haired girl with starry eyes with incredible strenght. Another beast passes this girl as it went for another girl who has short red hair and is pretty tall. The red-haired girl flips over and does a fierce axe kick upon its back, exorcising it entirely.

"Yeah!?" Maki Aikawa hears her friend as she drops to the ground, performing a spinning kick to a third curse coming at her.

"Is this what domains are like??" Hina Hongou asked cheerfully before she ducks down, evading an arm strike at her before counterattacking with a fist to the chin, exorcising the curse immediately. Aikawa has no answer as she is busy with a wave of enemies. Also it's pretty obvious. They might need more backup for this.

The Avida-class Duelist nervously chuckled thereafter, retracting her hand.

"You looked lost in thought," she bluntly informed the pink-haired miss with a small sigh, "Is everything okay? If you don't mind me asking — I mean."

au where madoka wished live action disney would never become a thing. i need it right now. he's staring into my soul

"So... um... how are you holding up?" The redheaded student would ask... a little too familiarly for her own good, those green eyes of hers watching intently... as if clinging to some hidden hope.

Maybe she's hoping that the whole excuse about being Mami's classmate would deflect from that... even just a little.

Unaware of all which played out in Madoka's head, Haru instead tunned into the other's expression. Looking for tells, half-hoping she'd be proven wrong. Had given into impulse to say what was on her mind. Hiding something. Smiles can only do so much.

Didn't know to what depths, honestly did not want to know. She for one was relieved to come across someone who didn't start at her last name or offer condolences.

"I'm not saying being a liar is a bad thing" only that it came naturally. "People do have to hold somethings back about themselves" Had a taste of that herself. Too much honesty left one exposed to others who were out to harm.

Even those with the best of intentions could use honesty as a weapon.

the hand grabbing at his jacket doesn't feel familiar. well-- to be fair, no one grabs onto him like that. it's a rare occurrence. as he turns to look over his shoulder, he notices a tuft of hair standing no taller than the middle of his back. ❝ uh-- can i help you ? ❞