So exciting! She'll get to practice with them tomorrow! She's in such a great mood she doesn't even resent having to do homework and chores that much!

She does play with lightning in the backyard a little more, and then experiments with tasseled red-yellow striped scarves wrapped around her neck and shoulders in various ways for a while. Maybe one of those improves her flight wear, or even full armored ensemble, though she thinks scarves will work better with a less gemstone-covered rest-of-her-outfit.

The scarves are pretty meh, though they don't hurt as long as they're pretty enough.

She's not a big fan of scarves if they're not helping out the magic.

Horns will probably clash with the wings, but she tries various small ones for a while. Unicorn, antlers, tiny bone nub in red? ...She's not a huge fan of any of these, probably the magic isn't either. She gets rid of them before trying something else.

What about a tail... A short bird tail, a fan of feathers matching her wing pattern, coming out just over the back of the skirt? A longer bird tail, that comes down to about her knees? Scaled lizard-y tail, in red, with a few patches of scales on her midriff or cheeks or forearms to match? ...Tails and scales are only a bit more strange than the wings, but she doesn't feel a burning need to have one unless it improves the aesthetic.

None of these antler types are good, though antlers are least bad.

Bird tail is good but shorter is better. Lizard tail is bad, though less bad with scale patches.

A cute little bird tail can stay, she likes how it sways just ahead of the skirt when she walks or kicks her hips, being attached a bit more closely to the rest of her. She plays with the length and width and colors a bit before settling on something, getting new pictures, then removing most everything to go to bed for the night.

At about 3 am, a swarm materializes a block away.

...Something's wrong. She doesn't remember what she was dreaming about, but in the groggy half-sleep state, she knows something is wrong over there.

--Bugs! Magical girls can sense bugs! She doesn't have her stardarter yet but she has zappy powers - if she dresses up first - swarms get worse if they're left alone so she does it fast, from memory, shirt, leggings, skirt, boots, armor, rubies and gold. Hair! Her hair is messy and frazzled from sleep, she has to fix that. The outfit comes out a bit messier than if she were more awake and less panicked. She forgets the gauntlets, earrings, and cape entirely and climbs out the window, flying into the night to try and figure out where the swarm is.

Over there. Looks like it's in somebody's house.

She looks for a place to charge in but - Oh. 

She shouldn't actually break into someone else's house, even to fight a swarm, should she?

She lands hard and starts pounding on the front door and hitting the doorbell and shouting instead.

Eventually somebody answers the door, groggy and pissed off.

"There's a swarm in your house! You should call 911!"

(She left her own phone in her room, in her slightly panicked exit.)

"- where in the house -"

She feels, points, "Basement I think, far corner maybe."

"- okay. Can I have you stand at the stairs while I get the kids out -"

"Of course. I-" Don't say you've never done this before, that'd scare the wits out of them, "-Where? And call 911! I don't have my phone!"

"I will but the kids have to be out first!" he says, grabbing her arm and pulling her toward the basement door. "Just stand there while I get them past -" He runs up to the second floor.

Okay. She fishes for a light switch for the stairwell, and then glares down into the basement. There's a swarm right down there, her magic is telling her. You should go down and get it. But that's stupid and reckless. She sticks to the top of the stairwell, 'listening' for movement.

The swarm is still very new. It's moving, but not fast. It's a big one, though, hundreds of bugs.

She can hear the man of the house shouting for his kids to get up NOW.

She stays there, glaring down the stairwell. The way it's moving she's got, what, maybe thirty seconds before they come up? That's long enough to shake nervously a bit, notice that she forgot - a bunch of things - and starscape very briefly to add a quick and easy version of the gauntlets and fail to remember what else worked and extend the chainmail's coverage a bit instead.

The man gets his kids up and down the stairs and out the door. It's questionable whether he remembered to grab his phone.

"Phone! PHONE! 911!"

She doesn't abandon her spot at the stairwell though, they're going to start up it any second, and she's going to zap them when they do.

"It's on my nightstand!" he hollers over his shoulder, ushering the kids to a neighbor's house.

'While they're coming up the stairs' seems like such a good spot to start a swarm fight from, though!

But fine, she takes fifteen seconds, runs and gets his phone - uses the emergency call button and dials 911. She dashes back out to the living room, facing the open stairwell.

There's a couple bugs coming up ahead of their swarm-mates.

She holds the phone in one hand and points and zap!

...A pretty weak zap. She's not glamorous enough right now. Zap again, aiming for the other one.