Get your game on, kids

Pham Thi Anh Sang (Himiko)

"I think we prefer to be called mages," Himiko said thoughtfully. "Only some of the westerners call themselves witches these days. It's kind of a weird term. We only use it with specific magic stuff." She shook her head at the next question. "I didn't grow up here, though, nah. There's other magical communities out there."

"But wow, a normal human!" she marveled. "I haven't seen anybody normal on the island in like - ever!" Well, nobody she knew the name of anyways. "This was pretty surprising then, huh?"

Pham Thi Anh Sang (Himiko)

Wow, he sure was a thinky sort of person. Himiko hadn't really given any thought to the situation beyond cool, time to fight evil! Although, now that she thought about it, the clothes were pretty cool. She just wished that her theme was more colorful and shiny.

"Ehhhhhh," Himiko said. "To be honest, I like my regular self better. I just. Don't know how to do anything like this." She waved her hands as she spoke. Abruptly, a flare of magic flashed between her palms. A moment later, it took form as a large, scythe.

Himiko blinked at the scythe, now held above her head. "Well, that's weird."

Pham Thi Anh Sang (Himiko)

She stared at the scythe for a moment before looking back at the other guardian. "I could totally do this with my normal powers, too," Himiko said after a thought. "Maybe. I could probably make a scythe, I think." She trailed off a little, muttering to herself as she thought of things that she could totally do with her powers but had never thought of until that point.

"I don't want to get hurt but people get hurt all the time," Himiko said slowly, thinking of that one incident with the T-rex at the school. She still didn't know why it had happened; it seemed completely senseless but maybe it had something to do with the weird magical illness before that. "I guess now there's always the chance that I might be hurt. It's bad but I'd rather hurt people who would hurt other people so they can't do that."

Pham Thi Anh Sang (Himiko)

She frowned. "Well, if they weren't bad, we wouldn't have these Sense-The-Bad-Guys powers, right?" she reasoned. Himiko sure did like to give other people credit. "And I don't really know how to use this, I think. Except, wait." She thought for a moment, realizing that she knew exactly what she was supposed to do with it. It was pretty in a way. But also, yeah. Dangerous.

"I mean, maybe that's what we're supposed to do?" Himiko asked hopefully. "Scare the little baddies away and um, um, do something with the real baddies, I guess."