"W-what...What *is* that?"<br/><br/>The soft gasp thrummed from Keiko Amagi's lips, her big blue eyes going wide...Her gaze caught - And held! - by the eerie, ghostly glow that surrounded her house! She could *see* it, looming ominously on the horizon...But even as she stared, it was oh-so-clear that no-one else could!<br/><br/>This was a *lot* for a schoolgirl to deal with. Especially when you were seventeen years old, and grappling with schoolwork, jealousy and a crippling case of shyness...All of which translated to not being as popular as she should be!<br/><br/>Oh, she hadn't expected this at *all*. But then, maybe she should have - Ever since she'd made a contract with Biral - "I...I wish to become someone more *confident*-!" - it was as if she was a magnet for all kinds of weirdness...<br/><br/>-And that weirdness had finally found its way home.<br/><br/>She'd been ever-so-reluctant to go home...After all, it would be oh-so-awkward if there was another *woman* in the house - And she didn't want to be the third wheel! So she'd dawdled, at school...Until it'd grown late enough that she couldn't delay any longer...<br/><br/>-As it turned out, she really should've hurried!<br/><br/>Biral's words, however - They were enough to snap her out of her fug of surprise and self-recrimination...As Keiko drew a deep steeling breath, her eyes flashing with determination! "You're right-!" she agreed, with more force than usual...After all, this was *personal*~! She wouldn't anyon - She meant, any monster or soul-sucking witch - take Daddy away from her-!<br/><br/>Flush with new conviction, three long strides took her to a nearby alley - Mostly empty, except for the dry rustle of garbage bags - her slim fingers going to the little '@' icon she wore. A deep breath...Motes of light swirling between her fingers, and...<br/><br/>"Digital...CHANGE!"<br/><br/>Light flared. A few notes of a synthesized J-pop melody played, as rings of light flitted up and over Keiko's form...Her snug winter coat dissolving, in a sparkly swirl - Her dark hair growing out, fastening itself in glossy pink twintails! Her school uniform was the next to go, her feet arched high on stiletto-heeled boots of white-leather...A *tight* bodice of white leather molding to her shapely - and growing! - curves, the wickedly-short hem of her pleated skirt fluttering in the breeze as she struck a pose, with a wink and a jig...giggle!<br/><br/>"Jaaaaannn~!" Digital Angel Etoile called - "Etoile, ikimasu~! <3"<br/><br/>Despite the gravity of the situation, she couldn't help but giggle...Relishing the sensation of vitality that coursed through her, the delight of just *being*-! Buoyed up by a surge of confidence - and magic! - her lissome legs coiled beneath her...As she leapt, towards the globe of wavering purple energy that enclosed her house...full lips curving in a smirk of anticipation!<br/><br/>Showtime.