I'll Make A Meguca Out of You [RL with Lancer]

[anothersoul]

[They had, briefly, mentioned the idea of a training session. As Lancer already knew of her status as a magical girl, Mami had accepted it on the grounds that he'd come back to the city to train. There were numerous places suitable for it there and--most importantly--if a witch showed up she'd be able to make good time to defeat it.

In the park, she waits with a drink (surprisingly it's a soft drink and not tea), waiting for him to show up.]

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[anothersoul]

Oh, well. Life continues on.

[Her voice seems upbeat, casual, but maybe her hands grip the strap of her schoolbag a little tighter.]

[croibhristeoir]

...One way or another, yes.

[His own discomfort was a little more obvious--the smile faded and came with a faintly downcast look.]

[anothersoul]

[She simply kept looking ahead, walking towards her apartment. Eventually she stops in front of an apartment complex.]

Somehow I didn't realize that we were walking so fast. [What do you mean subject changing?]

[croibhristeoir]

Hm...so we were.