Maya "I'll positive you so damn hard" Amano (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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pullmeoutalive2019-01-17 05:50 pm
scooptimistic) wrote in pullmeoutalive2019-01-17 05:50 pm
Idolish Persona.
[ Maya has no idea what's actually going on. Which is fine, really, because that's nothing new for her. It just means she's currently lacking in understanding, but the only way to remedy that is to observe and investigate.
She's still in Japan, that much is obvious. If she hadn't seen the signs and store fronts while wandering, the music nearby and the recognizable language would have clued her in. Japan, near what sounds like a male idol concert. Okay. She'd woken up face-down on the pavement but nothing was broken, she knew who she was, and if that was all she had to go on, that was fine. But after a minute, the familiar dulcet shriek of a demon has her realizing that it's maybe not as fine as she would have wanted.
There's a Rangda making a beeline for the stage, and while no one seems to have realized it's not just a very enthusiastic fan, Maya isn't wasting chances. She can still feel Artemis, cool and comforting, inside of her and that's enough to solidify her determination.
But there are still too many people, so after a second, Maya winces apologetically and holds one pink pistol over her head. ]
Sorry, idols. Sorry, fans. I'll make this quick!
[ And she fires once. It's enough to make the fans closest to her scream and scramble to get to safety, and for the Rangda to turn around with a hiss. ]
She's still in Japan, that much is obvious. If she hadn't seen the signs and store fronts while wandering, the music nearby and the recognizable language would have clued her in. Japan, near what sounds like a male idol concert. Okay. She'd woken up face-down on the pavement but nothing was broken, she knew who she was, and if that was all she had to go on, that was fine. But after a minute, the familiar dulcet shriek of a demon has her realizing that it's maybe not as fine as she would have wanted.
There's a Rangda making a beeline for the stage, and while no one seems to have realized it's not just a very enthusiastic fan, Maya isn't wasting chances. She can still feel Artemis, cool and comforting, inside of her and that's enough to solidify her determination.
But there are still too many people, so after a second, Maya winces apologetically and holds one pink pistol over her head. ]
Sorry, idols. Sorry, fans. I'll make this quick!
[ And she fires once. It's enough to make the fans closest to her scream and scramble to get to safety, and for the Rangda to turn around with a hiss. ]
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He squares up, fists raised and feet braced. (Note to self: get less frilly stage outfits.) Gets ready to defend himself...
...when a pretty stranger cuts across him, and sends his enemy flying to the side with a gust of cold wind.
In his half-panicked state, he thinks about how this is a really good setup for a fantasy drama. She's already his hero. ]
—I know I should, but then I'll never find you again!
[ He knows how these scenarios work out. She's a mysterious heroine who's going to just disappear after she saves his life, and he can't have that!!! ]
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Rather, Maya wonders, why on earth is this the dilemma that's got Momo still... here. With a demon that is still very murderous. ]
Bonds don't disappear that easily! Besides, you're not going to be able to find me if you're not alive!!
[ That attack isn't holding the Rangda back for long and it rounds on her with an aggravated hiss. Maya sighs a little under her breath, focusing on drawing just a bit more energy out for a harder-hitting spell. Okay, so if the basic elemental spell won't cut it, and it reflects physical attacks... ]