Fighting evil by moonlight, finding love by daylight

[sonrise]

It had started... Strangely, but how could something like this start off any other way? The whole teen vigilante thing hadn't been part of Varian's plan, after all. Not even when he'd discovered he had the power of the Moondrop, no. He had other things to do! Scientific discoveries to make! School to attend! A social life to try and not drive into the ground!

But things had changed, and when Varian had found himself in a position where he had to use his powers, well... He'd discovered that he liked the idea of taking some form of power in his life. And turning that power against those who did wrong? What could be bad about that?

That was the kind of thinking that had lead to him taking on the title of Moon; that had lead him to designing the costume he was now wearing; that head lead him to prowling the streets that night, as he had been doing every night for weeks.

Actually, that night was a bit more focused than most had been lately-- He'd heard about some criminal gang trying to get their hands on a powerful text, and the rumors went that they hadn't gotten what they wanted, and were now planning to take out their anger on a couple of banks around the city. The problem was, there was only one Moon, and he could only be in one place... But that was where Varian's brain came in handy. He'd done his research and figured out which bank was most likely to be targeted by the head of the gang, and he figured if he could apprehend him there, that would send a pretty strong message. So Varian was currently making his way downtown through shadow-shrouded back alleys.

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[ricebird]

So. Kotori had the least interesting possible backstory for a superhero, or even a sidekick. No special skills besides maybe an interest in cooking- easily thwarted by a fear of knives- and the only really angsty thing in her backstory was the divorce, and her mom being busy with extra work. And thanks to this new arrangement with her math teacher and his little daughter, she wasn't really the type to brood about it, or wish for some fantastic escape. And magic didn't exist... right?

So she thought, until SOMEHOW she passed by some men in nice suits- Yakuza... very definitely middle-to-high-ranking Yakuza- and in a scramble to NOT get their attention, bags and books had been switched and... well, there was a book and a pretty flower in her bag where her math homework and cooking magazines should've been. And apparently touching the flower, getting a paper cut, and sucking on it counted as "ingesting" the fabulous Sundrop flower. That had been... an evening. And for once she was glad that her mom was out late so she could cut and get rid of the MASSIVE, inexplicably gold and GLOWING tresses that had sprung up from her head, with some help from Shinobu. (Shinobu was also helpful with helping her not panic at suddenly being magical. Ramen helped.)

She's completely exhausted when she finally goes to bed... only to have a very weird, VERY vivid dream of... a bank... and some glowing blue person--

"GAH!"

She awakes at a start... and the dull brown streak that wouldn't go away is... tugging in the air. Out the window, out the door, wherever the nearest exit it.

"...... Okay, my hair is thoroughly possessed and asking me to sneak out in the middle of the night. Sure. Okay..." She yawns and she puts on a set of dark sweats and her glasses (or... maybe not, she makes a hazy note to check the prescription soon) and walks out. "You better be leading me to a 24-7 buffet..."