(Preshow) Registration [Where you sign up IC]

[Clownpiece]

Though she’d been so eager to lead the way, as always, it quickly became apparent to the trio that Clownpiece didn’t have the foggiest clue where they were actually supposed to go. While all it had taken was the mere suggestion of DA to get the little fairy all fired up, simply being motivated meant a whole lot of nothing if they didn’t know how to actually make good on that motivation. Fortunately, it hadn’t taken all that long for Renko to get over the near-death experience that had been her trip out the window in the arms of a tiny girl, and with all the adrenaline flushed out of her system, she was more than happy to take the lead, tablet in hand.

Although usually loathe to be the one doing the following, Clownpiece was more than happy with this turn of events. It gave her the few minutes she needed to sit back on one of Yuuka’s shoulder and summon herself up a brand new, non-bloodied pair of obnoxiously decorated tights. No new hat, however. Hers was still back with Cirno in the hotel, and like hell she was just gonna conjure up a new one! Aside from that, it also gave her some moments to discuss the situation with the woman giving her a ride, let her know what had prompted the sudden sneaking-away, and why exactly Afrátos was missing.

Listening to the tale of how Dane had tried, and nearly succeeded at killing the ceramic hellbeast, Yuuka nodded along, offering an occasional sympathetic word. To Clownpiece, who had mostly seen the youkai as someone very deadly and not to be fucked with, hearing her show what sounded like genuine concern was a bit... off-putting. That wasn’t to say it was necessarily bad. It was quite the opposite, in fact. Welcome, though more than a bit unexpected.

With plenty of conversation to pass the time, it wasn’t long before Clownpiece was in said brand-new pair of tights and riding on Yuuka’s shoulders in a much more... normal way. Less like a tiny fairy catching a ride on someone’s shoulder and more like a kid getting a piggyback ride from their mother. Beyond that, even with their leisurely, ambling pace as they followed behind the scouting Renko, it wasn’t overly long before they found the registration tent. To which the college student turned and announced “We’re here,” and made no effort to go inside the tent, lest she accidentally get signed up for it herself.

“Before I head in...” Yuuka said slowly, her voice calm. Deceptively so. Though she couldn’t see it from her perch atop the youkai’s shoulders, Clownpiece figured she was probably smiling her usual, deadly smile.

“Yes...?” The fairy asked uncertainly, turning down to stare at her messy green hair. 

“Could I borrow your phone? It’ll only be a minute, and then I’ll join you.”

“... Sure?” Though it was phrased more like a question than an answer, Clownpiece nevertheless fished the device out of her dress and handed it to the youkai, before hopping off her shoulders and dropping down until she was hovering just above the ground. “I’ll see you on the other side then!” Her excitement was back in an instant, and she floated back into the tent, giggling cheerfully at Yuuka.

“Thanks~,” the woman said, a note of... something hidden beneath that calm as she waved goodbye to the little fairy.

And just like that, Clownpiece slipped into the registration booth, turning herself back around in the air to face the good people that would be giving her waivers to fill out and check her vitals. It was a process she was vaguely familiar with, having gone through it last DA as well, and so it passed relatively painlessly. Even if it was a bit difficult to actually get a fairy to do what you want in the way you want it. Before she even knew it, the hell fairy found herself hustled into the teleporter and was off to DA proper.