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Reality Check

Who: Nonon and anyone who can tolerate talking to her.
What: After coming to realize that she was not all that 'elite' in a city not controlled by Satsuki, Nonon engages in something she never thought she would have to: part time work.
Where: Around Nova city. Perhaps you might encounter her leaving her job or if you are musically inclined you might meet her on the job instead.

Originally upon waking up in her pod, Nonon had been enthusiastic about what had happened. Sure, things weren't quite what she was used to with the change of setting. But she had Satsuki, and Gamagori had always been the least annoying of the other three members of Satsuki's elite. But as the days dragged on, she came to a conclusions she did not like. Here, there was no Honnouji Academy. Back home, the school had been the center of the city. Everything revolved around it, and everything revolved around Satsuki. The way it SHOULD be! But here, that was not the case. Here, she was not one of the most powerful people in the entire city. Here, she did not have hordes of girls flocking to be the next person she called a minion. Here, she was just a small girl with few marketable talents. Sure, this would change once Satsuki's plan got underway, but that would take time. It would likely take years. And in that time, she could not just sit back and do nothing. Already here money was already close to running out. She had too much pride to leech off of Satsuki when the woman herself was not completely secure yet. It would be different if she already had the power she deserved, but to expect Satsuki to support her how things were was a complete impossibility in her eyes.

And thus the great job hunt had begun. For someone with an attitude like Nonon's, it had not been easy. She had already been through several of them, always unable to tolerate customers who 'back talked' her. Her leadership skills had been of little use because she couldn't last long enough to get into a position where she could use them! Currently she had found a somewhat tolerable job working at a store that specializes in something she actually was quite familiar with, musical instruments. The manager had not been impressed by her clearly snooty attitude, but when she seemed to know everything ever about anything he could ask her, she got the job anyway. So far, it had lasted. Her shift was coming to a close, and she wasn't even pretending to not watch the clock. How could people do this sort of thing? Every day? Hopefully it wouldn't be too long until Satsuki's plans started moving, having to live as a normal person was enough to drive her batty!

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Speaking of driving, just as Nonon's shift ended, a giant, bright pink Cadillac pulled up in front of the store, its driver leaning over to adjust the radio. Better to have it set on Nonon's station rather than get lectured about his horrid taste in music, after all. Once adjusted, he sat in the car, cross-armed, his natural scowl starting to make anyone considering entering the store think twice.

It wasn't every day that he came to pick her up after work, but, he figured she'd deserved it once in a while at least. Especially after managing to keep the job for this long.

Sure, it might damage the stores business, but it meant Nonon got out of there on time. She was not afraid of hard work of course. She had done a great deal of that in her time at Satsuki's side. No, what she hated was being subservient to those she considered beneath her. At the very least she had managed to find a job she could use her knowledge in. The first few attempts, she had tried to shoehorn herself into places she didn't belong. At least here, she was surrounded in something that helped keep her a little calm.

She hadn't been expecting Gamagori, but she'd recognize that rather unique ride anywhere. She heads right for it, opening the door and plopping down in the passenger's seat. "This sucks." She doesn't hesitate to start complaining the moment she settles in. "Its necessary, but it sucks." The worst wounds were, of course, to her pride. There was only one person she wanted to serve, and it sure wasn't the chump that owned this store!

Unfortunately it wasn't going to be a smooth closing like Nonon had hoped. The strangeness started small. Odd sounds. A strange chill. Things that could be written off as imagination. At first at least.

Things were no longer where she left them. Various instruments were put back in the wrong places. Things were removed off shelves, boxes stacked that weren't stacked before... fortunately nothing was getting broken, but its likely that her boss wouldn't stand for something like this happening.

It was then that a pair of glowing green eyes became visible, peeking up over the edge of the counter, watching her...

"Hello Miss! What are you doing?" Where the hell did she come from?

Now that he was finally well enough to wonder around on his own again, Midboss was able to explore Nova City. It was certainly...different to Genessia although unlike Fayren, he wasn't sure this was the good kind of 'different'. Nevertheless, it was still interesting enough to keep his attention for the time being.

After a little while, he noticed a certain pink-haired girl closing up a music shop just down the road. It took a moment, but he soon recognised her; Nonon. Heading over, he offered a small wave.

"Well well well, we meet again~" he said cheerfully.

Gama gave a small grunt in agreement as he pulled away from the store, heading back tow where Satsuki had made her base.

"It is far from favorable, however, it is the best way to help Satsuki-sama with her plans. It shouldn't be long though, before she makes her move."

With that, he goes quiet for a moment, pulling up to a stop light, and allowing a rather awkward silence to hang in the air.

The two of them, reduced to this! The giant who could likely literally crush his enemies in his bare hands was a taxi driver, and the girl who had laid claim to the sky was a store clerk. It was so frustrating that it took all Nonon could manage to not snap any anyone who dared ask for her help. She only managed to control herself solely so she would not have to depend on Satsuki for shelter. That would be an embarrassment she would have a hard time living down.

She doesn't seem content to let that silence hang in the air forever, though. "That's a nice way of putting it. I hope you're right. It sucks, having to act like I care about what these people want. I swear if I have to deal with one more stupid school kid coming in wanting an instrument they don't understand anything about, I'll cut someone." Thankfully she isn't serious. Probably.

It wasn't until the third time she put a box back on the shelf that the little pink haired girl realized something was amiss. She wasn't sure what she should be annoyed at. Was she just so out of it that she kept doing the same things over and over? It was easy to get distracted by how much she simply hated this job, but she really must have been losing it. A lot of this stuff she didn't even remember doing!

Of course she would have never thought of the logical explanation. That a creature from Japanese myth had randomly decided to give her attention. That was just so logical of COURSE she didn't think of it. It should go without saying that she wasn't able to detect Koishi at first. But once she does, she whirls towards her immediately, hands clenched into fists at her side. She was small, and didn't look dangerous, but she had a lot of fire in her. Thankfully, she doesn't just lunge at the girl.

She relaxes a little when she notices it seems to be just a girl with odd fashion sense. A little, because the fact that she didn't notice her approaching at all doesn't go missed. Nonon hadn't made it so far by being trusting and careless. "Who are you?" Her voice is accusing, and filled with annoyance that one would not need to be a satori to see. "I'm trying to get everything in order so I can go home. How did you even get in here? I never heard the door open."

The last time she had spoken to the demon, she had given him something resembling respect. It was as close as the girl came to doing so with people who weren't Satsuki, but she was able to appreciate a person, or person-like demon, who was able to throw caution to the wind and fight for the people around them. It didn't meant that she liked 'Mid-boss', but it meant that she recognized him as someone worth noting the existence of. That in itself was something of a compliment, considering how notorious the girl was for not really caring much about people not named Satsuki Kiryuin.

After an evening that was even more annoying then it could have been, seeing the face of someone like that wasn't even that bad. The girl recognizes him of course, but doesn't give a cheery greeting in response. Her response is, predictably, relatively unfriendly. "If you're looking to buy something, you'll have to come back tomorrow."

Nonon's feelings were definitely shared by the stoic giant. There had been many times when he had been so very tempted to kick people out of the car because they informed him he didn't know where he was going, when he actually knew better than the client. But he bit his tongue. "Think of it this way. Every idiot that I transport in my car, every ignorant fool that comes to you for help, every time we hold our temper, we make a potential ally for Satsuki-sama. In time, those coming to you about instruments they don't understand will be under your instruction once Satsuki-sama's school starts again."

On a whim he took a turn that took them off of the main road back to Satsuki's penthouse. "Would you like something to drink?"

After initially getting off on a bad foot with Nonon, after she repeatedly insulted his ego, it did seem like he had somehow earned her respect for his fight against Lucifer. So, whilst he would not call her a friend, per se, Midboss definitely considered her a friendly acquaintance of sorts.

"Mais bien sûr, but I was simply going for a walk. It is good to stretch my legs again~" he said, "I see you've found somewhere to work, Mademoiselle?"

Koishi perked up instantly when Nonon's eyes focused on her, the little youkai rising up and clapping her hands together... Wait... She was actually [i]flying.[/i] While such abilities were probably not unheard of in a place like Genessia it was probably still odd to see it done so effortlessly.

"Hello Miss!" Koishi reached out, shaking the musician's hand. "My name is Koishi Komeiji and I'm a satori youkai. I've been trying to get you to notice me for awhile. Mister Big and Miss White also noticed me before but you didn't. So I'm here now." Her third eye swayed from side to side, hovering a little in Nonon's space. Her hat might look familiar... She did sometimes leave it around Satsuki's house when she was hanging around there...

It was something of a rare moment. While the two had worked together on so many important things, the largest and smallest of the elite really didn't spend much time together. Nonon trusted Gamagori of course. He had earned that much by proving countless times that he deserved to be on the same level as her. But it isn't like the two interacted much outside of business.

Of course Nonon was really only close to Satsuki. She thought of the other three as trusted allies, but she couldn't admit to herself that they were also her friends. But they were. She couldn't deny the wisdom in Ira's words. That fact was proof in itself that they were close. If almost anyone else said that sort of thing to her, she would have brushed it off right away.

A sigh escapes her, but its a different sort of sigh. Almost like she's letting herself relax. "That sounds like one of the best ideas I've heard out of your mouth in a long time."

Such abilities weren't unheard of from Nonon herself, but in her case she needed the help of her uniform. She couldn't casually treat the law of gravity like a suggestion and float there like some sort of crazy thing.

It should go without saying that she isn't nearly as thrilled to meet the girl as she seems to be to meet her. Her hand is taken, and shaken, before she even thinks to react. Its a good thing Koishi wasn't too dangerous, she was so caught off guard that she would have been hurt by an actual foe.

"You're a...what? What are you going on about?" She is, sadly, not as well versed in myth as Satsuki was. "Actually, I don't care. I'm trying to close up and..." Its about now that she actually registers the girl's words. Miss White and Mr. Big? She can figure out who is being spoken of. She doesn't know a lot of people in this city, and who else could she be speaking of?

"Are you some sort of stalker or something?"

It is easy to get on the girl's bad side. Some days she barely seems to have a good one. Today had been the sort of day that she thought she would never have, filled with obnoxious customers and even stranger surprises. She was glad to be out of that place. The fact that Vyers didn't seem to want to stop her from closing down earned him another tiny 'not hated' point. Keep it up and someday you might hit true neutrality with her!

"For what its worth." The tone of her voice shows a clear distaste for it. "Its a way to make money until something better comes up." The way she speaks it does not sound like she means if, but when. "That apartment won't pay for itself, and I'm not about to be without one." She would never end up on the streets, but her embarrassment at being forced to beg off her friends would haunt her.

"I'm a Satori Youkai!" She repeated, her third eye hovering in a bit invasively. "We read minds and hearts but don't worry. I closed my power off so now I can only read the subconscious mind. It's a really neat but sometimes people can't see me easily." It seemed Nonon's sour and snippy mood had not dampened the satori's energy in the slightest.

She seemed a little puzzled by the question, however, tilting her head and pursing her lips a litte. "No. I'm not a stalker. I'm Koishi! I wanted to see you because you like to spend time with Miss White too. She's such a nice lady. I'm bringing a bag of taffy over to her to share because she shares things with me too. It's really good to share things."

She clapped her hands, hopping once. "I just noticed Miss! Your hair is the same color as my sister's. I really like it It looks really nice on you." Now she was getting VERY invasively close, touching Nonon's hair without permission, trying to braid it.

"I get the feeling that many of the work available is an 'until something better comes along' basis. One cannot rely on money from others, exclusively," he admitted. He hardly had any money left himself. "I do hope I can sort out mine and Terra's business soon."

It was clear that Nonon did not appreciate the job she had at the moment. Still, if it was a stop-gap job, it was hard to imagine she could become too enthusiastic about it.

"What would your definition of 'something better' be?"

The little thing claiming she was a 'satori youkai' made about as much sense to Nonon as if she claimed she was a martian. She had no interest in old Japanese myths, they were not something that she had ever considered useful knowledge.

What she CAN understand, sort of, is the explanation. Sort of. Being told that normally Koishi's kind can read minds but for some reason the little green haired terror herself could not was somewhat understandable. Somewhat. What was not understandable was why this mythical creature was in the store she was trying to close down, and why she seemed to know Satsuki and Ira.

"Miss....White?" It is almost impossible to leave Nonon speechless, but Koishi was doing her darndest to try. It, naturally, doesn't last. "I don't know what a satori or whatever is, but Satsuki-sama doesn't need some little weird green stalker bothering..."

She can't even finish berating the girl before hands are all over her hair. Her hair isn't all that long, so it'd have to be a short braid! But before the little satori can get much work done, Nonon takes a swat at her hand.

"I don't know your sister, and I don't know you! Don't touch me like that!"

For what its worth, she isn't trying to cause any harm, she just wants the weird girl to stop fondling her hair!

While she was somewhat grateful to have been able to find work related to something she liked, it was still more an annoyance then anything else. Only the fact that she was a hard working and knowledgeable employee saved her from losing this job like she had her previous ones.

"Yeah, yeah, you're probably right. But we already have something in the works."

If Vyers had any sort of memory at all, he shouldn't have to ask who the 'we' in question was.

"But it isn't ready yet. So until it is, I have to keep doing stupid stuff like this."

"But you have such nice hair!" She continued her relentless attempt until Nonon finally swatted her hands away, the little youkai drifting back a short ways, blinking in confusion. "It's good to be touched sometimes. It's good for the skin and it's good for the mind. Why are you so crinkly now? Don't be crinkly. Or else you'll get all the bad wrinkles early and your hair will start to look like the devil maid's."

She seemed harmless enough though she wasn't really making much sense. None the less it was a big deal that she was following Satsuki around. No doubt bad things could happen if that were to continue...

She reached forward again and squished Nonon's cheeks. "Ah! You're such a cute human! You remind me of the village kids! And now you can see me too! I'm so happy!" Apparently Nonon's request to not be touched would be ignored completely...

"Something in the works, hm? Now you have me curious, mademoiselle," he said. He definitely did not have to ask who the 'we' was. Nonon never really stopped talking about that fine point, after all.

Nothing that was just said to her makes even the slightest bit of sense. It was good to be touched? She hated it. The only one she even allowed to get close to her was Satsuki, and it totally wasn't because she was harboring some super secret girlcrush or anything. That's just silly, why would you even think that?!

Being described as 'crinkly' isn't even something if she should be angry about or not. It was such a weird thing to call someone that it confused the petite girl more then anything else. Surprisingly, this actually seemed to calm her down slightly. Just slightly, though.

"Crinkly? What is that even supposed to m...cute? I'm not cute! Well, I mean I am I guess but...but...argh, you are such an annoying little thing. How could I not see you, you're doing your best to be the most obnoxious little twerp I've ever met!" If she keeps this up, it'll only be a few minutes before she shakes her cane and tells Koishi to get off her lawn. "And what is a devil maid? Actually, don't answer that, I'm not interested."

"Of course we have something in the works." Nonon says it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Satsuki-sama isn't content to just the fools around here boil in their own stupidity. But you'll have to wait and see what it is. I have the details of course."

A smile, not entirely pleasant, touches her face. "But you don't get them. If I went around telling secrets to everyone who I had a passing knowledge of, it wouldn't be long before I ruined everything. And if you think I'm going do that...well, I'm not. Still, it won't be a secret when we're done."

Koishi let go of Nonon's cheeks, wrapping her arms instead around the girl's body, squeezing her tightly in a snuggly, green, and very annoying hug. "You're so grumpy at everything." Her voice was a little more stable. "You shouldn't be so grumpy, okay?" She let go just as quickly. "And you ARE cute! You're such a small human it makes me want to hug you forever!" the artery twisted itself into a more defined heart, her third eye bobbing up and down more.

"And most people don't see me. I have been in a lot of places with you and Miss White and you never see me. Even when I'm standing right there. It made me sad. But now you can see me and I'm going to work hard so you can keep seeing me. Okay?" The little youkai must really have been following Satsuki for a while now... "Maybe when I see Miss White later we can all have tea, okay? Miss White likes tea and I like tea too! Especially rose tea. Do you like rose tea?"

Ah, yes, come to think of it... There had been mentions of some sort of school being set up a little while ago, if he was remembering right. Perhaps this was the same project? Still, he decided not to spoil Nonon's fun by guessing - she seemed to enjoy having the upper hand in knowing what was going on whilst he didn't.

"Hmhm, well, I shall have to wait and see then. Although from what you have told me about Satsuki, I imagine it will be a grandiose plan, indeed," he said, chuckling a little. With Midboss' ego, 'grandiose' was certainly high praise.

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Reality Check

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At last! My chance to pester Nonon!

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Oh god no!

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Oh God YES!

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Its green and its small and its flying and looking at me

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8D.......... staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare Like an adorable green nightmare!

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Don't make me Mozart you. I'll do it!

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Not if I hug you first!

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Hugs?! But not even music beats hugs!

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Therefore I win! HUGS!

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Reality Check

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At last! My chance to pester Nonon!

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Oh god no!

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Oh God YES!

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Its green and its small and its flying and looking at me

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8D.......... *staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare* Like an adorable green nightmare!

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Don't make me Mozart you. I'll do it!

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Not if I hug you first!

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Hugs?! But not even music beats hugs!

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Therefore I win! *HUGS!*

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8D.......... staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare Like an adorable green nightmare!

Therefore I win! HUGS!