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Takes Place after Meeting Chrysocolla


As soon as she made her way home, Beatrix begrudgingly started reading through all the information that Chrysocolla had given her. While she was glad to have some answers for the things that had been left unsaid over the years she barely skated by on the requirements the Negaverse had asked of her, she still really wasn't sure of how much effort she wanted to put into everything. It would be good to at least know what her enemies were like though, so she could avoid them while going out and about to drain people. The tournament she had joined had been good practice but that had also been forever ago so she was probably a bit rusty in some ways. Chrysocolla said that a few other corrupt senshi she had knowledge of would be getting in touch with her soon to try and get a feel of what steps needed to be taken to get her up to speed with everything.

The Mauvian that had met up with them in the office let Beatrix know that her magic was of The Dullahan. So it seemed she kinda was bringing something through from somewhere and she could get behind that. It almost made her feel like she was a summoner or conduit of a sort that needed to grow stronger to bring that dullahan through to this world. That idea felt real in a way, more so than some of the things they had both said, it was magic after all and that meant the rules were not as clear as some other things that had been explained to her that night.

Looking over the sheet of symbols and colors, she wondered if the Knights from the other side were just trying to ruin all the good her side was trying to do by protecting the world from them. The whole idea of there being just a bunch of weird magical dude bros with weapons and stuff wasn't really her main vibe. It wasn't really as important to her as the current issue that was on her mind which was how to get her magic stronger. She really wanted to know what lurked in the fog of her magic, she wanted to see it in all its glory. It was one hell of a trick that would be cool to show off in a way. If she was strong enough and maybe had some backup she might be able to show it off in a big way to get a whole lot of attention at a concert or something.

That would be the goal she strived for, that and maybe nabbing enough money from the passed-out targets she drained so she wouldn't have to go work as much. As cool as it was to get free Slurpees and stuff from work, she really hated having to do the whole customer service front to all the dumb kids and shoplifters that took advantage of the store not having any functioning cameras most of the time.

With all that set in her mind, she delved back into the study sheets she had been provided and made a habit of trying to wrap her head around all this stuff.