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Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Hearing Mami begin, Kyoko grinned and sat back, quickly reducing the red fruit to naught but a core as the blond beside her laid out her opinion on the matter. It was one Kyoko approved of, since it'd save them a lot of trouble if they could convince Yamikawa to go along without having to actually give up anything. Lord knew the Yakuza had enough influence as it was. No need to cede them more of it. Fortunately, Mami knew that as well, so Kyoko was confident in her negotiating tact when it came to this particular situation. Yamikawa hummed, taken in thought as Mami laid out why he should be more forthcoming with his information. And for her credit, it made sense. Well, I suppose I could part with some more information, he ceded, To help you eliminate our collective competition. Reaching over, he grabbed a napkin, before pulling out a pen and sitting forward to write on it while Kyoko watched in interest, tossing the apple core off to the side for a perfect shot into the trash can. When finished, he passed it across the table, and Kyoko picked it up in as quick a motion, her eyes flying to read what had been written while Yamikawa sat back. There are only two we know of at this time, he explained. Of course, that doesn't mean there aren't more. But this should provide you a good starting point, I think. Kyoko nodded in understanding and approval as she passed the napkin over to Mami for her to read, on which were written two names. Those being Oriko Mikuni , and Kirika Kure . As nonchalantly as she had before, Kyoko reached into her pocket and pulled out a box of pocky, opening the top to place a stick between sharp teeth, while looking over to Yamikawa. So waddya know about those two, she asked, candy stick bobbing in time with her speech. The more information they got on those two, the easier it would be to find them and beat them. Unfair as it may be, that was how the world worked, and she wasn't going to knock it. Yamikawa sighed, eyes fluttering closed as he recalled the pertinent information. Oriko Mikuni, 15, the daughter of one of the cities politicians that got caught in your anti-corruption purges. Don't know what she wished for, but she seems like quite the clever girl. As for Kirika Kure, also 15, a relative nobody who's apparently a close friend of Ms. Mikuni. A tad unstable, from what I hear. Sitting back up, his gaze danced across from Kyoko to Mami and then back again. I'm afraid that's all i have to say on the matter. Hopefully it can be of some use to you. Yeah, thanks, Kyoko replied brusquely, giving Mami the chance to ask any questions if she had them. Kyoko, on the other hand, didn't. They'd either use the cities resources to find these two, or look for witches, and when they found them, hopefully they'd find who they were looking for as well. Not the most amazing plan, but subtlety was never her forte. And if it worked, why knock it?
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

So Yamikawa planned on spoon-feeding them information for the time being. Mami did not find this particularly surprising, as Yamikawa could strike hard deals even when he found himself in a disadvantaged position. Still, something about the situation concerned Mami. How did Yamikawa have so much information about these magical girls which had supposedly joined the Shadow Compact when Mami herself had only caught word of their existence a few days prior. If the Yakuza had such accurate information sources from within the Shadow Compact itself, why had they not dealt with them before now? Homura could determine their current whereabouts given even the scant information Yamikawa had given them with relative ease, but Mami felt that more to this situation remained hidden from them, something that could prove vitally important. While two magical girls with personal vendettas against Kyoko and herself joining the Shadow Compact did not sound out of the realm of possibility, Mami felt she could risk fishing Yamikawa for a bit more information. Just a moment, Mr. Yamikawa, Mami reached over and carefully picked up the napkin, folding it twice before slipping it into her pocket, While I can understand why Ms. Mikuni and Ms. Kure would carry a personal grudge against Kyoko and myself, this is hardly the first time we have been under threat of assassination. However, this is the first time we have ever become aware of their intentions before they put their plans into action, which makes sense to a certain degree since assassinations work best with few accomplices which could potentially leak information, intentionally or otherwise. Since they are not working on their own, this would imply that there is more at work here which would necessitate the cooperation of more than simply two assassins... That, and the Shadow Compact do not exactly try to hide their hate for magical girls in general. You know more about this than you are letting on. But for now I'll give you the benefit of the doubt that you simply have your own reasons for holding out potentially vital information... Mami declared firmly, adding a thinly-veiled threat, If it turns out you are setting us up, I'm sure you realize the consequences.
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Hmm? Attention drawn back, Yamikawa listened on as Mami spoke while putting the napkin with the two names away. Perhaps she was right, but if she was, he gave no sign of it. He wasn't chosen for this job simply because of his looks. It helped to have a good poker face as well, and that he had in spades. No help against a magical girl who could read minds, persay, but there weren't any of those around Mitakihara as it was, so that was less of a concern for them at the moment. My dear Ms. Tomoe, I am offended that you think I would deliberately thrust you two, as well as your associates, into the jaws of danger, he replied with feigned outrage, since they all knew very well that he was very capable of doing such. What would that do for our cordial relationship? That last was finished with a grin, since all here knew as well that it was a relationship of convenience that could end at any time, nothing more. Yeah, sure, Kyoko scoffed as she finished a stick of Pocky and moved on to another one. I'm sure it tears at your black, nonexistent heart to see bad things befall the government. Leeches. Now now Ms. Sakura, it's hardly fair to call me out for my opinions when you're hardly a saint yourself, Yamikawa chided, finger wagging. Kyoko growled through clenched fangs, and it was all she could do to keep herself from leaping across the table and punching in the smug bastard's face right then and there. Nobody talked to her like that and got away with it if she could help it. especially not some street thugs like the Yakuza. She'd rather be killed by a Witch than let that happen. Fortunately, Yamikawa also had a good survival sense, and knew when to push and when to let it go before he found a spear in his gut. Well, unless there's anything else, I think we should call this meeting to a close, he offered. I have things to do, and I'm sure you both are very busy people, running the city and all. I wish you luck in your search. Thanks, Kyoko replied as she rose from her seat, pretending the sentiment was sincere when it was another of those falsehoods. See you later, she said over her shoulder before gesturing to Mami, and departing the room. Time to get to something that wouldn't leave her with a bad taste in her mouth, or wanting to hit something afterwards.
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Mami nodded to Kyoko then toward Yamikawa before rising from her seat to follow the redheaded spear wielder. Although he likely did not intend to do so, Yamikawa had slipped up in a few areas in his conversation which provided all the proof she needed to confirm her suspicions. He had mentioned that not only Kyoko and herself, but also their associates would be in danger, implying that the scope was wider than simply the two leaders of the current establishment. If this were merely a personal vendetta, then it would not be necessary to go beyond the two of them, who were the public face of the authority structure in place over the city. Rather than feigning submission, Yamikawa's pride became flared during their conversation, showing that he felt comfortable in his given position. While it was also entirely possible that he had falsified both hints, Yamikawa gained nothing from drawing Mami's suspicion, so she doubted that such was the case. The magical girl turned and gave the yakuza a polite bow, lifting the edge of her skirt slightly while crossing her right foot behind her left, It is always a pleasure, Mr. Yamikawa... The similarity between her pose she took then and the stance she often took before battle would doubtless not be wasted on a perceptive man such as Yamikawa. She closed her eyes and turned, following after Kyoko as the door shut firmly behind her to leave him to his own devices for the time being... Perhaps it had come time to end the little staring game between themselves and the yakuza. They stepped back through the hallway, but Mami's thoughts still lingered on the matter they had discussed in the back room. She would waste no words of caution on Kyoko, but she knew well enough how dangerous their current situation could become. There were few options left open for them to take other than step forward on their given task. If the yakuza actually did step in, then they would be dealt with severely, assuming they would survive the next few nights themselves... The pieces were all in place, and all that remained was for the hands of fate to dictate how the game would play out.
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Whatever Yamikawa thought of it, neither would be able to tell as they departed the room, leaving him to do whatever he wished. Kyoko growled in a huff, apparently unaware of Mami's discontent, while imagining all sorts of bloody things as she walked down the hallway, flanked by her partner. Once more, she remembered why she hated dealing with the Yakuza, bunch of lowlife thugs. If there was one thing she agreed with her father on, it was that they had to go. It was just a pity she'd never had an excuse to make that dream a reality. Wordlessly, she exited the hallway and then through the bar, radiating a general aura that dissuaded anyone from trying to interact with them, much less even look at her. Angry Kyoko was not a good thing, and that was something the city had learned relatively early on, especially when she had a very large spear and illusion magic. Not something you wanted to go up against. Back to the street then, and away from the club. At last Kyoko looked over to Mami, rage dissipating with distance as she considered what to do next while munching through that box of Pocky. So, looks like we still get to have a bit of fun, she commented. I guess we either go find Homura and set her loose to do that sneaky stuff, or we find some nearby witch, and wait for another magical girl to show up and kill it. They have to get Grief Seeds like the rest of us. True, though Mami and Kyoko had the benefit of receiving tribute from subordinate magical girls, who paid them to be allowed to operate on their territory. So either these two would have to get them snuggled in, or they'd have to go hunting.
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Mami knew better than to rely on Kyoko's patience to hold out long enough for the magical girls to simply appear on their own while hunting for those oh-so-valuable grief seeds which helped to extend their lives for just a bit longer in that dank and unrelenting world. Staking out every single witch would take weeks or perhaps even months to present results, and that assumed that the two girls even used Mami and Kyoko's turf to obtain their grief seeds in the first place. Thankfully, Mami had thought of an alternative. All the magical girls under our jurisdiction have specially-issued certifications we issued to them, correct? Mami looked over at Kyoko. It had been Mami's idea in the first place to enact such a policy, which allowed them to discover illegal witch hunting with relative ease. All we need to do is ask Homura to do her usual rounds tonight and report to us if there are any deviations from the norm. If they aren't even out tonight, there is no point in us wasting our time wandering about. Homura would likely be able to move about undetected, and from what she could gather concerning the enemy's plans, they had no intention to spring their trap on Homura even if they did discover her so she would be safe for the most part. I'll discuss the matter with Homura myself this afternoon and I'll let you know as soon as anything turns up, Mami gave Kyoko a reassuring smile, Until then, why not kill some time at the arcade? You've worked so hard today that you deserve a little break. Fighting alongside a pissed-off Kyoko was not something even Mami looked forward to, so it would be best to give her an opportunity to vent some frustration before the fight, assuming the two even showed up that night. One way or other, however, Mami had a feeling that something big approached in the near future, and her instincts were rarely far from the mark...
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Kyoko nodded, affirming what Mami already knew about the certificates. It was one of the policies Mami had thought up, since Kyoko was busy doing....well, things, and hadn't seen how giving out a piece of paper would curb illegal witch hunting on their turf, since it wasn't as if one could tell who in particular had killed a witch. To her, it just seemed like some legalist stuff that was useful before or after the fact, when it didn't really matter that much. But Mami had convinced her, and now it seemed that this was one policy that would be paying off at last. Fortunately. Alright, she agreed, perfectly fine with shrugging off the responsibility to Homura. Given how much of a creepy, surveillance obsessed stalker the taciturn magical girl could be, it was a job that suited her just fine. And it helped that by all appearances she wasn't interested in being in charge, since Kyoko bore no illusions that with her magic, she could have been in charge long ago if she wanted to be. But she didn't and she made a valuable asset in return. Mami's suggestion made her smirk as her hands rested in her pockets. 'Yeah, I guess I did, she agreed. Who knows, I might even find Blue there. The possibility of Sayaka actively being at a place where Kyoko hung out regularly was minimal, especially given the near brutal beatdown the red head had administered the first time they met, but it wasn't outside the realm of possibility. Well, I'll leave you to that then. Catch yah later. With a wave, she departed on a different path to the arcade, leaving Mami to go it alone to Homura's apartment, or wherever the other magical girl might be.
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Good afternoon, Homura-san, Mami gave her a polite nod before stepping into the apartment after her, Pardon the intrusion. She spent a moment to survey her surroundings, as it was rather uncommon for her to pay Homura a visit in person. Given Homura's perceptiveness, it went without saying that she had picked up on the fact that this was no mere social visit. Mami slipped off her shoes and stepped into the living room just past the entryway and kitchen, her fingertips sliding across the backs of the seats arranged in the outermost circle. I like your sense of style, Homura-san... But is it really necessary to have so many seats? Mami smiled, although the remark was somewhat double-edged as Mami's own room had far too many seats for someone who spent most of her time alone. I know you are busy, Homura-san, so I will try to keep this brief, Mami reached into her pocket and drew out the napkin with the two names written on them, I would like you to pay special attention during your rounds tonight, keeping an eye out for any illegal witch hunting in the area. In particular, I'd like you to find these two girls, whom I have been informed are magical girls who may be working with the Shadow Compact. She gave Homura a few moments to let the full weight of her words sink in before continuing, If possible, I'd like you to report your results to Kyoko and myself only, and under no circumstances are they to be killed on sight. I'd like to bring them in for questioning, and for that I need them alive. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The fact that Kyoko found enjoyment in nailing her in the back of the head came as no surprise to Sayaka. The little self-serving blaze of destruction seemed to revel in the suffering of others to an almost sadistic degree. What made matters even worse is that she had enough power and influence to do exactly that whenever and however she pleased. People like her that abused their power to their own ends irritated Sayaka, but there was nothing she could do about it at the time being, especially when Kyoko herself showed no desire to change herself for the better. It was Sayaka's turn to frown as Kyoko continued, I would rather give happiness and hope to others and die young rather than live to an old age while only thinking of my own happiness... But I guess someone like you wouldn't understand that. Sayaka crossed her arms as well, just in time to hear Kyoko's remark concerning the boy she had a crush on. The bluenette balked, a flustered look of confusion and irritation flashing across her face, T-that's none of your business! No, I don't want you to do anything like that!
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Homura nodded quietly as she led Mami, having grown accustomed to the courtesy of the older magical girl, and silently indicating that she had no problem with the intrusion. Time was something she knew well, and she knew the irony of having all the time in the world, and not enough of it. She had enough time to spare for the occasional visit from Mami. She couldn't afford to alienate the other magical girls of Mitakihara after all. And she knew them all, their strengths, their weaknesses, how far they could be pushed before they snapped. Data she had calculated through meticulous observation and research. Yes, she replied simply as she sat down in the living room, purple eyes followed with a neutral expression as Mami walked towards her, and presented what she wanted her to do. It was a simple enough tasks, just pay extra attention on her rounds, no problem. Attention to detail was something she prided herself on after all. Then the Shadow Compact was mentioned, and eyes imperceptibly widened, the first real reaction Mami had gotten from her. A hand rose to receive the napkin and she scanned it, reading them. What happened next was quick, a span of a couple seconds. Her expression froze, hands trembling, a flash of recognition, perhaps, but as quickly as it was there, it was gone, subsumed in the mask of apathetic emotionlessness she wore as protective garb. Very well, she replied simply, as Mami requested that they be brought in alive. Anything else? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kyoko wasn't too concerned by Sayaka's insults. The blunette was obviously deluded, so why should she give any credence to what she said? Sayaka was young, new to this. She hadn't seen how wishes made for others would only end up hurting you and everyone you care about. To throw away her wish on some stupid boy who couldn't even appreciate what she'd done for him, as far as the redhead was concerned it was a recipe for inevitable disaster. And when the crash came she would be there to laugh in the self righteous magical girls face before she put her down. Her reaction was particularly priceless though, and Kyoko smirked as she shrugged, shifting to show her nonchalance, leaning on her left leg as she closed her eyes. Geez, alright, have it your way. I'm just looking out for you, that's all. We magical girls gotta stick together you know. That was pretty much the only thing that let her tolerate these interactions, that one bond they had, and perhaps that similarity to her younger self that made her want to at least help the blunette survive in this world, even if she was too stubborn to listen. Straightening up once more, she stepped forward. Now then, unless you got some kind of complaint about my leadership, I suggest you get out of my way. What would happen if she didn't was left unsaid as Kyoko walked forward, assuming that Sayaka could figure it out, and moving to go past her and continue on her way to the arcade. She'd had a bit of fun here, but now she had to get on to actually important things, and stop wasting her time with small fry.
Thread: A Magical Revolution [Azecreth & Wingshadow]

Although Homura's reaction to seeing the two names vanished quickly, Mami perceived that the raven-haired girl had picked up on something that neither herself nor Kyoko had. Did Homura already know about them? Given that Homura usually reported any and all findings at least as far as Mami was aware, this did not seem likely. However, she knew that something had to be off to evoke such a response from Homura, as usually she retained her stoic expression regardless of the circumstances. She shelved her observations for the time being, instead merely saying in reply, Just be careful, Homura-san. I have a feeling that there is more to this than merely two magical girls working alongside the Shadow Compact for their own personal reasons. Mami nodded toward Homura once again before excusing herself, walking past her before returning to the entryway to slip her shoes back on. After doing so, Mami took the opportunity to look about the room one last time, then she turned the doorknob and stepped back out into the sunbathed world outside the apartment. Her part of the preparations now complete, Mami's thoughts turned instead to the various other tasks she had yet to complete before the end of the day. Financial reports and progress updates needed signing, among other things, and she had her own nightly rounds to attend to when the sun abandoned the sky. Mami stepped over to the handle rail and leaned against it, her eyes invariably drawn upward. Yes, abandoned was the correct word. --------------------------------------------- ...I'm just looking out for you, that's all. We magical girls gotta stick together, you know. Sayaka paused, blinking twice in wonder at what Kyoko had just said. Did she really mean it? Did someone like Kyoko really care about her well-being? If so, this was the first time Sayaka had ever recognized any signs of it. The bluenette's expression softened slightly as she looked over Kyoko once again. The very same vibe of indifference remained in the redhead's stance, but Sayaka felt like there might be more to her than even Kyoko herself intended to let on. Had the actions she had interpreted as bullying and harshness just Kyoko's way of trying to show she cared? Thank you, Kyoko, Sayaka granted her a genuine smile as Kyoko stepped past, turning to face her once again as she spoke, Its true that I don't have the power that you do, but I'll find my own way to work through my problems, and when I do, I'll show you what I can do with the power that I do have. She waved to Kyoko before hurrying on her own way, feeling rather pleased with herself that she had discovered something now about the redheaded ruler. Just then, she realized she was keeping Madoka waiting as they had agreed to meet up earlier so she quickened her pace and weaved her way through the crowds toward their agreed-upon meetup location. It simply would not do to keep her friend waiting, after all.
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Perhaps we can do something together. I am open to a lot of role plays and ideas. Perhaps the witch and witch apprentice.