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>Send Sana Futaba.
As the saying goes: fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, I’ll break your fucking legs. But you shouldn’t be breaking legs, no; you are the Goddess of all Magical Girls. You shouldn’t be brash; you should be angelical. That is the word that makes your choice so easy.
With a wave of your hand, you summon her from the Law of Cycles, which you were just using like a yoyo. You see only the tip of the crown at first, which look like two golden horns, then- the shield. Why, of course; you forgot Sana’s nature for a second there. Once the whole body is out, all you get is a huge-ass shield with legs, the shield crowned with seven emeralds and the legs covered in sturdy-looking greaves. The white veils hanging from the back of her head and waist can still be seen- oh, and the big, wide-open green eyes too, those staring at you from the wide socket on that portable wall.
Talking Shield: K-kaname-san?! I, um… H-hi!
The shield is greeting you. Judging by those eyes, perhaps you don’t look too amused at the tactless lack of well-deserved reverence; manners these days are less than an afterthought. But, you are a merciful goddess full of love, so you have to be merciful. It’s your job. You greet the Radio Wave Girl softly with your hulking image, then tell her she has been chosen to be the Emissary of the Law of Cycles.
Talking Shield: …Me? But; why me? I mean, there’s Yachiyo-san, Felicia-chan, Tsuruno-san…
It’s not a bad question. Maybe you don’t even know yourself. Yachiyo is a super strong veteran, Tsuruno is the ‘Strongest Magical Girl’, Felicia is a Witch-crushing prodigy- but Sana isn’t strong, no. She is, at least, bafflingly sturdy. At any rate, she’s already here, and sending her back now could hurt her feelings so- you tell her that it’s because you believe in her. Generic bullshit, sure, but it usually works when you add hand gestures to the speech.
Talking Shield: You believe in me? But-
You already know how to hype this girl up. You tell her, specifically, ‘that you need her’- and the green on those eyes behind the shield brighten up. The Futabas were a family of achievers that valued each other only based on accomplishments, and being kind is not a feat, apparently. Scorned and exiled even inside her home, told that she would be fed but ignored, she grew up to feel useless and wished to disappear from this world. Dreams become nothing but pain to the dreamers without the tools to achieve them, so they cling desperately to any hint of their own power. The fact that she’s putting that shield down proves you right.
λ Sana: Then… if you need me, I’ll do my best for you, Kaname-san!
