It wasn't long before Ryuko returned to the clubhouse, having delivered all of the fliers she'd been given to pass out. It had proven a surprisingly easy task, as she'd simply chosen to shape each flier into a paper airplane, touch a bit of her energy to it, and sending it flying into the bags of anyone she happened to spot. Tapping her magic - which she realized that energy was - was similar to when shaping her Life Fiber energy which happened instinctively, but she perceived some differences the moment she tapped it...either her Fibers translating for her, or silent observations from the dragon in her right hand, she wasn't sure which. He hadn't spoken aloud since she'd been revived, so she presumed 'later' just hadn't happened yet.
Magic appeared to be shaped by visualization, however, so she'd simply focused on the idea of the fliers going unnoticed until the person was alone, and then drawing attention when the bag was unpacked, having unfolded itself in that time. She'd followed the first one from above to ensure it worked as she'd intended it, then gone back to work.
As she leaped from a nearby tree into the clubhouse through the same open window she'd left from, she found the rest of the club waiting for her...though no sign of Satsuki. "Sis head home already?" she asked curiously.
"Yes," Rias confirmed. "She felt her presence was no longer needed. Have you finished your deliveries already?"
"Yup!" Ryuko confirmed. "Each and every flier delivered to someone, and they'll find it when they think about wanting something they don't or can't have."
Rias raised an eyebrow at that. "How do you know-" She froze as a red glow briefly appeared in her eyes. "You've figured out that much magic already?" she gasped in surprise, making the others look up in interest.
Ryuko shrugged. "I'd already seen some magic, and you mentioned using it to hide evidence. Figured misdirection and redirection were part of it. Just had to get the thought right."
"Ara ara," Akeno observed in amusement as the others stared. "I see what Satsuki-dono meant about her being full of surprises. She adapts amazingly well."
"Almost frighteningly well," Rias murmured. She then continued at a more normal volume. "However, I'm glad you returned when you did. Koneko has received two summons tonight, and I was hoping you would take one for her, to get a handle on what it is like."
"Thank you for the help," Koneko offered in her normal monotone.
"...don't mention it," Ryuko replied a bit stiffly, still trying to figure out how to behave around the almost feline girl.
Heh, almost.
Ryuko blinked in surprise as she heard that voice in her mind. So talking to me now? Only silence greeted her. Stifling her irritation, she watched as Akeno conjured the teleportation circle.
"Please give me your left hand, Ryuko," Rias instructed.
Deciding she needed a bit of levity to deal with her irritation, Ryuko tore her left hand off - leaving it attached by a single Fiber - and tossed it to Rias. "There you go!" she called happily as Koneko's eyes widened, Akeno gasped, and Yuuto covered his mouth.
Rias caught the hand awkwardly, staring flat-eyed at Ryuko. "...very funny," she scolded before taking hold of the thread and tugging her over. Ignoring Ryuko's wide grin, she reattached the hand and inscribed a crest on the palm in magic. "That's the Gremory Family crest," she explained as it vanished into Ryuko's flesh. "Now that it's inscribed, you can use our teleportation circles. No one without a crest can be taken through them."
"Alright," Ryuko said as she moved to step into the circle as Akeno stepped out. The moment she was the only one inside, the glowing circle violently shattered into energy and dispersed. "...as I'm still here, I'm guessing that wasn't supposed to happen?"
"No, it wasn't," Akeno observed calmly. "It appears your mix of energies is incompatible with teleportation magic without a stabilizing element. Until you're able to craft your own teleportation circles that take this into account, you won't be able to use them alone."
Ryuko shrugged. "Oh well. Gimme a location and I'll go the long way."
It wasn't long before Ryuko reached the location she was looking for. Locating the room in question, she spied out the situation from outside via a window. From what she could see, the room contained a great deal of anime related merchandise of various sorts, very little furniture...and a sewing machine and table tucked in an out of the way corner. She couldn't see the client, but she could see a space cleared that looked about the right size for a teleportation circle.
She decided to make a good impression. Since she couldn't warp through the flier, there were other 'magical' ways in. Spreading her wings, she hovered upside down in front of the window and knocked, her skirt hanging as though gravity were towards the sky instead of the ground because she willed it to.
A long haired, slim bodied young man in glasses stepped into view in the window, only to gape in surprise.
"Morisawa-san, right?" she asked happily. "Koneko got double-booked tonight, so I'm the rookie filling in for her. Care to let me in so I can hear your request?"
The man frowned as he stared. "Why didn't you come out the flier?" he demanded, holding it up. Plainly, he was a regular.
"Paperwork snafu," she lied blandly. "They haven't gotten around to keying me to the flier yet, so I have to run and fly. Could you open the window? My arms are getting tired." She waved her arms as though flapping.
Whether because he believed her or because he was just flabbergasted, he opened the window and Ryuko slipped in, her wings folding as she somersaulted to land in the clear space. She then leaned back against a ladder to the bed high up. "So what can I do for you tonight?"
"Uh...I normally call for Koneko-chan..." he began awkwardly.
"And what does she usually do for you?" Ryuko pressed, one eyebrow raised.
"Cosplay and princess carry!" he declared happily, pulling out what looked like a school uniform.
Ryuko opened her mouth to reply scathingly, but hesitated. The costume...there were no Life Fibers in it. Glancing around, she saw no trace of Life Fiber energy anywhere in the apartment, or in Morisawa-san. "...you make your own clothes and cosplay?" she asked, gesturing at the sewing machine.
"Yeah," he replied awkwardly. "My parents were super naturalists, and everything we had was made by ourselves or we didn't use it. When I moved out, I wanted to experience the rest of the world...but for some reason, manufactured clothes felt horrible on my body, even when made from the same materials." He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Especially from this one company with an odd name..."
"REVOCS?" Ryuko asked incisively.
"Yeah, that was it!" he replied, then blinked in confusion. "Wait, how did..." He then paused as he stared at her, really looking at her. Blinking, he removed his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put them back on. "No way..."
"Hmm?" Ryuko asked as she pulled out some canned tea she'd brought with in case she got thirsty. "Something you wanna say?" Popping the top, she took a drink.
Gasping in shock, Morisawa dove into a closet...and came out holding a uniform patterned in design after Senketsu.
Ryuko choked on her tea, spinning so the resulting spit take didn't hit her client. "W-where did you get that?" she demanded.
"Made it myself!" he declared eagerly. "Patterned it after the outfit of the Crimson Heroine! That's you, right?"
"The what?"
"Crimson Heroine," Morisawa explained. "The girl who fought the Crimson Night and won!"
"H-how do you know about that?" Ryuko demanded in shock.
"Are you kidding?" Morisawa asked as he opened something on his computer. "We've been trying to figure out why so few know!"
Ryuko stared as she saw images of herself wearing Senketsu - in all his various forms - sprawled across the screen, along with images of the Life Fiber Nativity as it happened as those who wore REVOCS clothing were pulled into the sky. An entire web community of those who hadn't been seized by the Life Fibers who were obsessed with figuring it out...and with her, apparently. Groaning, she put her head in her hands.
Ryuko groaned as she walked back towards the clubhouse to report the events. Due to the shocker of the web group dedicated to her - not to mention the fanfiction written by the members that shipped her with everyone from Gamagoori to Iori to her own sister and not one mentioning Mako - she hadn't been able to make a contract. Though to be blunt, she didn't really care about that. This headache was more important to deal with.
Watch out!
When that warning sounded in her ear, she dove to the side, barely dodging a Light Spear that had been hurled at her. Turning towards where it came from, she saw a blue haired woman in a tight fitting trenchcoat. "How are you alive-" the woman began.
"You have bad timing!" Ryuko snapped as she flung her left arm out. Fibers leapt from her arm, wrapped around the woman, and yanked her off her feet towards Ryuko. Before the woman could do more than shout in surprise, Ryuko's right fist crushed her skull into the pavement, causing her body to burst into energy and black feathers.
Now that's more like it! the voice in her head declared proudly. You didn't even need to call me out to-
"Either give answers or shut up!" Ryuko snarled at her right fist. "I'm not in the mood for mysteries or bandying words."
The voice was quiet for a time. ...I'll talk after you've hugged Mako-chan, it allowed. You'll be calmer then.
Shaking her head and muttering incoherent imprecations under her breath, she made her way home. She'd report to Rias in the morning.