Marisa Kirisame (
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netherworld_academy2012-10-15 03:02 am
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[A moonlit night in the netherworld, and a magician on a broom flying above, trying to inspect the scene. It's kind of fitting, isn't it? While she may be scouring the skies, she's got her eyes on the ground for areas or people of interest. This was the start of some new incident, for sure! And if she could get her grubby mitts on it even before Reimu shows up, all the better for her. Hell, try and shoot her out of the sky if you so please.]
[A moonlit night in the netherworld, and a magician on a broom flying above, trying to inspect the scene. It's kind of fitting, isn't it? While she may be scouring the skies, she's got her eyes on the ground for areas or people of interest. This was the start of some new incident, for sure! And if she could get her grubby mitts on it even before Reimu shows up, all the better for her. Hell, try and shoot her out of the sky if you so please.]
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Awesome. I knew some witches on the last journey I was on. You have a wand and can do spells and stuff, right?
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I do have this though. Not much of a wand, but just as good!
I'd be happy to demonstrate what this little guy can do!
[Marisa flashes a toothy grin...the kind that says OH GOD PLEASE SAY YES THIS IS GONNA BE SO AWESOME.]
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Uh, that looks weird. What the hell can that do?
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You might want to stay back a little. Or get behind me.
[Marisa gives a wink, tossing it up in the air and catching it, aiming it towards an area in the distance. Thankfully, not in Hit-Girl's direction though. The small emitter begins to glow. Faint at first, but it gets brighter and brighter. As it seems to be charging up, Marisa calls over to Hit-Girl again.]
Watch and be amazed. From a safe location, ze. Otherwise, it might hurt a little~
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Love sign....
MASTER SPAAAARK!
[When the last syllable is uttered, a very large, rainbow beam shoots forth. It looks painful, and the recoil of it is enough to push her back. When the beam subsides, she dusts herself off, placing the emitter back under her hat.]
It ain't magic if it ain't flashy.
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What the fuck was that?!
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A problem solver!
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How'd you even learn that stuff?