Apr 19, 2019 4:39 PM
Fabulous Dusk in Medallion
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Even intimidating-looking cryptids are rarely dangerous, especially to magical girls, so when Dusk finds a giant snake with a mirror for a face in the park at half past midnight, she's not too worried.

She hasn't had a chance to see if her telepathy works with cryptids, yet, so she tries it, sending a friendly greeting - and she's promptly eaten. How rude.

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It's so rude! And yet, here she is in what, judging by the French on the signage, is Canada.

It's a little wintrier than it was when she left, but maybe that's just because it's Canada?

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- French. Okay.

She gets out of the way of the sidewalk's foot traffic and quickly designs herself a jacket - puffy metallic blue, with indigo ruffles at the hem and covering the sleeves and sunset pink piping in the stitching on the body of it. Her legs are getting cold, too, and her wings, so she swaps her leggings for her old jean design and her wings for her owl ones. That done, she comes out of starscape to look around some more.

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People are staring at her like they've never seen a magical girl before.

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- um?

She's sorry, is something wrong?

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That's even more startling! People start backing away from her!

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What.

She's not dangerous, she's just lost. Can they point her to where a lost kid should go for help around here?

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"Are you an alien?" asks a little girl.

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No, she's a magical girl. Do they not have those here, somehow? She's pretty sure there are magical girls everywhere.

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"Only on TV," says the little girl. "And they don't have bug parts."

"Ginny!" says the little girl's mother. "Shhh!"

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It's fine, she's not offended, just very confused.

She still needs to know where to go for help, can she tell her?

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"If you need help you go find a police officer," says little Ginny.

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Sigh.

All right, she'll do that, then.

She takes off, flying over the center of the street, gaining altitude. She'll take a police station if she spots one, or a church, or anything else likely-looking.

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People point and stare at her the entire way there. There are churches - Christian ones, one synagogue, a mosque - and yep there's a police station.

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She'll take whatever she comes to first. Hanging around attracting attention sounds like a good way to get in a fight with an airplane or something.

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This Catholic church is first.

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She swoops down and pauses to listen for a service in progress.

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Yup, evening Mass.

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Interrupting that wouldn't make a good first impression. She flies on, looking for the next thing to fit the bill.

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The synagogue is quiet, but also locked and empty.

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...one more try and then she'll go back to the first one.

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Police station's open! People are still looking at her. Taking pictures.

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Camera flashes are deeply unpleasant; she shields herself with her wings as she heads inside.

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The police don't know what to make of her either and one draws a gun.

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She puts her hands up. And phases out.

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"What the hell is that?" one cop asks another cop.

"Never seen anything like it before."

"Do we shoot it?"

"Got its hands up."

"That a no?"

"It's a no! Moron!"

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