Back when she lived on earth, Konoka often enjoyed being able to hitch rides with classmates who could fly (or at least jump good, once they started learning about magic). Now that power was her own, or at least possible from her own power. In a way, the weightless feeling of flight was a lonely reminder of days gone by.

But it was the other things that came with flight that made it interesting (and perhaps, helped prevent her from getting too nostalgic and therefore wistful). When flying, she sometimes felt like her arms were less arms and more metallic wings. When she fed her magic into the bracers, they lasted longer than she needed to channel them. Whenever she concentrated on her magic, colors and sounds sometimes bled into each other in very interesting ways that told her a little more about the world, without being overwhelming. Expressing most of this became the goal of her 'talent show', as the day of the competition approached.

She would leave behind the sensitivity for now. She'd explore that a bit later.

With the day ready and no more time to practice, Konoka made her way to the building where the competition was being held. She was clad in the magical girl styled uniform, frilly but form-fitting clothing made to look sleek. Taking a deep breath, Konoka murmured, "Wish me luck." And hoped Star Gazer could hear it.