My Miraculous, UNLOCK! A PSL for a Ladybug in Japan.
After settling in, Tom and Sabine would have given Marinette a surprise gift, since they could tell that she hadn't fully wanted to come overseas on this trip. So once they were settled in they gave her an envelope. Inside was a concert ticket for the next night and some spending money to buy herself either something to wear for the concert, or cloth if she wanted to make something herself, since the air B&B they were staying at had a sewing machine. They would be at the concert too, since it was a strange city in a foreign country and all, but they assured her they would be sitting several rows back.
They totally weren't going so Tom could spy on if she was flirting with any Japanese boys, NOPE! Not at all. She can't prove it.
Anyway.
So she would be given an afternoon with some money and a map to wander if she wanted to, so long as she was home in time for dinner. There might have been threats that if she was late coming back for dinner they would spend the whole concert glued to her side, but that was probably a joke. Right?
It was cold outside, late December snows keeping some people indoors, so the streets weren't too crowded, but that made it that much easier to catch hints of conversations from the people who were out. Teenagers and kids were talking about school, and sports, and the upcoming concert which seemed to be a big deal. The two main acts were a boy band called Darts and a singer named Utau. There were subtle advertisements here and there, but at least one shop window had a pair of posters for them. Darts was all cookie cutter boy band, and on the young side. Nothing like the energy someone would get from a Jagged Stone poster. It looked like SAFE had been the key word for the design team.
The poster for Utau however....
The girl in the poster couldn't have been older than sixteen or seventeen, and the babydoll black dress and the blond pigtails should have made her look soft and safe as well. Should have made her look young, even with the tall heels she was wearing. But there was nothing comforting or cookie cutter about the poster of her. Everything from the look in her eyes to her stance seemed to act as a warning. Or maybe that was just because Mari knew ChloƩ. Just from the image she seemed to have all the attitude ChloƩ tried to have. But what held people going by was the expression on her face. The eyes. Where all the boys of Darts were smiling brightly at the camera, and thus the passer bye, her violet eyes held a challenge, her lips a slight down turn that might remind one of Gabriel Agreste at his more irritated. As though the photo shoot, or perhaps the audience, was a waste of her time.
In fact, some of the people passing by would comment, and Mari could hear them, about how she was so pretty, why wouldn't she smile, or about how her music was so good you almost didn't care that her poster looked like it hated you. A few guys starred dreamily at the poster, though.
One boy, maybe 19 or so, stopped near Mari, eyeing the poster for a moment, his eyes cool, his face blank, hands in his pockets. Unlike everyone else, he hadn't bothered with a winter coat, wearing an all black outfit with small silver crosses here and there. He had short dark blue hair and for some reason might aaaaaalmost remind her of Chat, though there was no logical reason for it. Tikki, however, would sense something from him. The boy didn't seem to notice Mari at all, however, and would turn and walk off again after only a moment, seeming bored.
And he wouldn't be the only one Tikki would sense something odd about. Not five minutes later, three girls would be passing, huddled in their jackets. Two of them looked about a year or two younger than Marinette, the third looked a year or two younger than that. The youngest looking one had brownish hair in pigtails that DID make her look younger, but the barrettes might have something to do with that. Big red bows. She was also bouncing a bit as she walked, and all her mannerisms made her seem young. Of the other two, one had shockingly pink hair with a red X hair barrette over one small lock that was pulled up over the rest, and bored seeming gold eyes. She was hunched into her black and red jacket against the cold. The third had long purple hair Juleka would have loved and kind eyes, along with small kind expressions. She moved with a gentle grace, small fluid motions, and her jacket was well tailored to her and looked very feminine in style and cut. Very well made. The other two were clearly wearing off the rack coats, hers looked custom designed for her.
The youngest was talking animatedly. "Are we going to Utau's concert this time too, do you think? Should we ask Kukai and Tadase at school tomorrow?"
"Do we have a choice, after last time?" The pink haired one grumbled.
"Hmmm," the purple haired one said. "We probably should go. Let's bring it up at the meeting, alright?"
She looked like she was about to say something then looked around, scowling. She stared at Marinette for a moment then looked past her, before turning to the purple haired girl. "Where are Ran and the others?"
"I think Kiseki said something about training, they'll be along." And with that the three kept walking.
But not only would Tikki sense something odd from those three, the pink haired one the most, but.... something the pink haired one was wearing or carrying under that coat and scarf, hidden from sight, was something that Tikki would feel like a wave of power. As if she had just eaten one of the macarons with an enhancement potion in it. Something that girl had with her would make Tikki feel strong and amped up... but it wasn't any feeling she'd recognize.
They totally weren't going so Tom could spy on if she was flirting with any Japanese boys, NOPE! Not at all. She can't prove it.
Anyway.
So she would be given an afternoon with some money and a map to wander if she wanted to, so long as she was home in time for dinner. There might have been threats that if she was late coming back for dinner they would spend the whole concert glued to her side, but that was probably a joke. Right?
It was cold outside, late December snows keeping some people indoors, so the streets weren't too crowded, but that made it that much easier to catch hints of conversations from the people who were out. Teenagers and kids were talking about school, and sports, and the upcoming concert which seemed to be a big deal. The two main acts were a boy band called Darts and a singer named Utau. There were subtle advertisements here and there, but at least one shop window had a pair of posters for them. Darts was all cookie cutter boy band, and on the young side. Nothing like the energy someone would get from a Jagged Stone poster. It looked like SAFE had been the key word for the design team.
The poster for Utau however....
The girl in the poster couldn't have been older than sixteen or seventeen, and the babydoll black dress and the blond pigtails should have made her look soft and safe as well. Should have made her look young, even with the tall heels she was wearing. But there was nothing comforting or cookie cutter about the poster of her. Everything from the look in her eyes to her stance seemed to act as a warning. Or maybe that was just because Mari knew ChloƩ. Just from the image she seemed to have all the attitude ChloƩ tried to have. But what held people going by was the expression on her face. The eyes. Where all the boys of Darts were smiling brightly at the camera, and thus the passer bye, her violet eyes held a challenge, her lips a slight down turn that might remind one of Gabriel Agreste at his more irritated. As though the photo shoot, or perhaps the audience, was a waste of her time.
In fact, some of the people passing by would comment, and Mari could hear them, about how she was so pretty, why wouldn't she smile, or about how her music was so good you almost didn't care that her poster looked like it hated you. A few guys starred dreamily at the poster, though.
One boy, maybe 19 or so, stopped near Mari, eyeing the poster for a moment, his eyes cool, his face blank, hands in his pockets. Unlike everyone else, he hadn't bothered with a winter coat, wearing an all black outfit with small silver crosses here and there. He had short dark blue hair and for some reason might aaaaaalmost remind her of Chat, though there was no logical reason for it. Tikki, however, would sense something from him. The boy didn't seem to notice Mari at all, however, and would turn and walk off again after only a moment, seeming bored.
And he wouldn't be the only one Tikki would sense something odd about. Not five minutes later, three girls would be passing, huddled in their jackets. Two of them looked about a year or two younger than Marinette, the third looked a year or two younger than that. The youngest looking one had brownish hair in pigtails that DID make her look younger, but the barrettes might have something to do with that. Big red bows. She was also bouncing a bit as she walked, and all her mannerisms made her seem young. Of the other two, one had shockingly pink hair with a red X hair barrette over one small lock that was pulled up over the rest, and bored seeming gold eyes. She was hunched into her black and red jacket against the cold. The third had long purple hair Juleka would have loved and kind eyes, along with small kind expressions. She moved with a gentle grace, small fluid motions, and her jacket was well tailored to her and looked very feminine in style and cut. Very well made. The other two were clearly wearing off the rack coats, hers looked custom designed for her.
The youngest was talking animatedly. "Are we going to Utau's concert this time too, do you think? Should we ask Kukai and Tadase at school tomorrow?"
"Do we have a choice, after last time?" The pink haired one grumbled.
"Hmmm," the purple haired one said. "We probably should go. Let's bring it up at the meeting, alright?"
She looked like she was about to say something then looked around, scowling. She stared at Marinette for a moment then looked past her, before turning to the purple haired girl. "Where are Ran and the others?"
"I think Kiseki said something about training, they'll be along." And with that the three kept walking.
But not only would Tikki sense something odd from those three, the pink haired one the most, but.... something the pink haired one was wearing or carrying under that coat and scarf, hidden from sight, was something that Tikki would feel like a wave of power. As if she had just eaten one of the macarons with an enhancement potion in it. Something that girl had with her would make Tikki feel strong and amped up... but it wasn't any feeling she'd recognize.
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[Ladybug asks. She's at least relieved he hasn't attacked or anything? But depending on what this show was. Well. Regardless, she and Chat Noir had to take care of things and help him. Figure where the akuma was and destroy that item. Purify the akuma again. Perhaps his hat? Chat Noir seems more curious than concerned in the moment at least, as he watches expectantly.]
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"Yeah! If I can make the two of you laugh, I can make anyone laugh! Besides! We'll be on the news! So! what kind of jokes do you want me to start with? I mean you've spotted a few for me already, Ladybug! What about you, Chat? Cat got your tongue?"
Yeah he... wasn't good.
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[When had the reporters and such shown up on the roof and all? Then again. They shouldn't be surprised with Paris being well aware with the akuma. Sometimes the news was the first they found out about what was happening to transform and go deal with the situation. Still, Ladybug and Chat Noir give a weak chuckle at the attempts? It's something? ]
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Plus side was he wasn't attacking, but the downside... was he wasn't giving a clue where his akuma was.
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[Ladybug agrees, giving a nod there at least. That it is possibly only a matter of time. If he figures more violent means of getting that attention. Most might not have even realized necessarily, up on the roof and all as they were yet. Still, Chat can't help but to chuckle at the puns, even bad ones. He was something of a lover of puns himself after all. Ladybug squints at his hat, wondering if that might be it. Where that akuma is.]
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The kid seemed thrilled, clapping his hands and bouncing on the air. "Oh! Hey! I'm supposed to show you a magic trick! Will you help me with it, Chat? He asked. "I need a lovely volunteer!"
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[Ladybug isn't sure if they should trust this, what the boy might try but before she can tell Chat to be careful, he gives a nod and agrees to help, stepping up to approach the boy. Either he was just rolling with it or he figured it a chance to get close if necessary and help figure the akuma and all. She isn't sure which, as her eyes narrow before she raises an eyebrow and watches.]
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The hat or the coin.....?
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Nagihiko had found a roof entrance and was slipping out onto the roof behind the kid, breathing silently, but chest heaving like he was breathing hard.
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[Perhaps Chat might be falling for some sort of trap. But he was curious. And Ladybug was right there to help if something did happen. So it's probably fine. Ladybug's eyes narrow as she glances to Chat's hands holding to the coin as he does as instructed, glancing to Nagihiko behind them but trying not to draw attention.]
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[Of course Ladybug was the more cautious. The more paranoid at times. This being one example where the other touching his hands immediately has her suspicious and worried that the boy might try take Chat Noir's ring. She steps forward, reaching as if to try and pull his hands back. Though whether she might make it in time or just make things awkward with this trick, if it really is just that.....]
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Nagihiko raced towards the kid and dove at him, a moment too late. He didn't fall when the kid shot up like a cork and out of reach, but he didn't catch him either. He wound up beside the heroes.
"No one wants me..." the kid said as the egg formed behind him again, darker this time. "But you'll see! I'll make you laugh! I'll make you all laugh!"The egg swallowed the kid then shattered,. The kid looked like an Akuma form of his last get up, but with jet black skin, blank white eyes and a huge purple X over his forehead, a familiar enough appearance to Ladybug despite a few differences.
"That... cannot possibly be good..."
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[Her earrings too. Ladybug ensures Chat Noir won't stumble and fall, helping him straighten some as she tries to reassure the other boy. She glances to check on Nagihiko before turning back to the other, watching the transformation with the egg, her eyes wide.]
What....just happened?
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[Ladybug calls out, reaching and throwing her yoyo to try and restrain the boy while they figured what Chat Noir needed to destroy in finding the akuma and freeing him. She doesn't want to hurt him. But she does want to prevent this escalating, even if aware her Miraculous restored everything back to how it was afterwards. She tells Chat Noir to try go for his coin or hat.]
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Nagihiko was frowning. "Ladybug!" he called, having figured something out it seemed, but before he could saw what it was, the kid's power hit him and he fell over laughing painfully hard.
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