Kei looked down at the address she had been given, before looking up at the address on the apartment before her.
No doubt about it. This was the place.
It was a ridiculous notion that she had gotten in her head, she knew, but after her last failure with her fellow Oracles, perhaps extreme measures needed to be taken. After all, it wasn't as though she actually had any vested interest in this for her own sake — it was for Noire's sake, for Lastation's sake, for her relationship with both of those things' sakes, that she was trying to understand what it was like to love.
Therefore, seeking out the greatest remaining mage in Gamindustri in the hopes of obtaining a love potion (that she would then use on herself) seemed like a perfectly reasonable conclusion to reach... well, that, and Kei really didn't want to have to go through another scene like she had with Histoire. If it meant locking herself up in a room with a love potion so she could experience the effects and then be done with it, sinking to this level was fine with her.
Taking a deep breath, the Oracle decided she was ready — there was no turning back now. Steadying herself, prepared to face whatever kind of blasphemous person opened the door, she raised her hand and knocked.
"What the...?! I'll call you back... I think they've found me! Loochs tneve emag noitamina cisum."
The surprised cry of a woman from inside the apartment was the first thing Kei heard. The person sounded a lot younger than she had expected... and from the sound of it, was involved with things that Kei wanted nothing to do with. Perhaps she should call the authorities before she left? This person might be some kind of smuggler for all she knew... "Mage" indeed! What had she been thinking?
As the sounds of crashes and explosions followed what was likely approaching footsteps, Kei considered her options.
She had known this would be a ridiculous option from the onset, but the more she waited, the less it looked like a feasible ridiculous option — and quite frankly, she just wasn't in the mood for something that wasn't feasible right now.
This, in turn, meant that she had a choice, a choice that she had to make right this instant.
She could stay here and deal with whatever ridiculous shenanigans this "mage" had to offer, inevitably leading to the "I'm not a mage, my NAME is MAGES." punchline... or she could cut her losses and leave before she made a fool out of herself for two scenes in a row.
As it happened, Kei took the second option.
"Forgive me for keeping you, I had urgent matters to... Hello?"
By the time MAGES. got around to opening her apartment's door, there was no one outside. The woman peered outside, looking both ways down the hall, but there wasn't a person in sight. Frowning, the blue haired mad scientist pulled out her cell phone and began dialing, suddenly looking rather upset.
"Hello? It's me. They got her. We should be very careful moving forward..."
And with that, MAGES. slammed the door behind her and returned to the depths of her lair.