Rin looks between Todoroki and Daisuke.
"Don't hurt him too badly, okay?"
"He looks pretty tough, He'll be fine. Well...I won't hurt him too bad. Can't guarantee Madoka here won't. Pretty sure her sword hand's twitchin'."Then Kaori returns.
"O-oh? U-um....well....Kaori, uh....this is Todoroki and his friend Madoka. They, uh....decided to eat with us! And fight Daisuke, I guess."
For a moment, a mere moment, the soldiers notice Miyako getting closer. They pay her no heed; maybe she was a beggar, looking for alms, or a curious onlooker. After all, imperial soldiers didn't often make their way around Kamihama; that was the city guard's job.
Then all hell broke loose.
Lightning sparks through the air as Miyako unleashes her Gnosis, a blinding halo dazzling the guards and deafening them. Setsurou follows closely, his dog-like form vanishing in a whirl of ice and snow as he emerged, a miniature blizzard blinding sight, and Traxesa's winds knocking people aside.
"D-dammit! Gnosis users! S-stand close!"
Yusuke, of course, was disorientated by the bursts. He stumbles about, still tied up in his manacles, trying to latch on to something, anything familiar he could ground himself in.
Then he hears Setsurou's voice, and realises, immediately, what was going on.
And just how much trouble he would be in if he didn't immediately get with the program.
"...right, got you."He reached deep down, pulling on that thread he could feel in his mind. Ordinarily, he hated this feeling; though it wasn't exactly common for a Cursed to love their Cursed forms, the Cat hated his the most, for what it meant. Usually, that thread would unravel itself. It wasn't really a thread; Yusuke didn't know how to describe it, but it was a feeling of impending change, a strange, queer feeling that signalled the loss of his human form, at least for a while.
Today, however...
"Damn it....screw it, I gotta do this."He closed his eyes, and pulled.
A puff of orange dust, and Yusuke's clothes fell to the ground, along with the manacles clattering to the ground, as an orange cat was left in his place, scampering on the ground towards Setsurou.
In the confusion, however, a guard swiped blindly at Yusuke, his hands almost scooping up the cat. Yusuke leapt backwards, speaking almost instinctively.
"Damn it, out of the way!" Oh, crap.The guards could hear him now. They were still recovering their vision, but given Yusuke was a bright orange cat at the moment, he wasn't exactly hard to spot.
The first guards to recover formed a line between him and Setsurou, herding him back away. Yusuke turned tail and sprinted into an alleyway, running away from the guards.
"...he's a Cursed?! Damn it. They're real after all. After him! For the Empress!"
The strange woman sighs.
"I'll be upfront with you, I haven't got much. I'm...well, what you'd call a foreigner to these parts, and I need help. I suppose what you'd say I am is a shipwreck survivor, and I need parts to repair my craft, but...well, parts cost money, and money means adventures. I got some money on me, and I can afford to pay, but....well, it's not much, like I said. And....well, I'd show you but....it wouldn't really mean much outside of a fight, ironically. Clairvoyance, I think, is the word for it around here."
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