[MeisterBabylon]

Finally! My 2nd test is over! Looks like I survived!

Crossposting here since this is where it began. As you all may well know, once I hit my books hard, khrack builds up really quick. And after a certain discussion in FFT regarding a certain plotbunny about a certain scientific city on Earth, the reconnaissance mission has been called:

Spoiler for The Khrack Has Landed!:

Karl aimed his gaze at the scene of the crime again and almost whistled at the destruction of his target by a single game coin travelling at Mach 3. Even though it had been a while since the incident in front of the bank resolved, seeing the famous "Railgun" in action was still a wonder even to the veteran warrior. She might have even outdone Fate in using electricity to hurl objects at that speed. The Belka knight moved his face from his rifle's scope and let a sigh of relief go.

"Looks like they didn't need any help, those girls. I'm calling this sector clear, resuming scout operation."

The gerbil named Rhyne beside him set down his nut. "Told you way before, didn't I? Judgement 117th are not even I dare to cross with."

"That's because you're a small house pet," the knight continued as he began taking apart his weapon.

"I have my perks, kid. I can sleep all day, hide in the girls' laundry basket and no one will say a thing. So I'm not complaini--" The rat cut himself off as he noticed his wingman stiffen. "What?"

"Did you hear that?" Karl spoke in a hurry and reached for his farscope.

Rhyne perked his ears up and strained. "You mean that motorcycle scream? It's pretty run of the mill if ya ask me."

"It's too familiar to me..."

~~~

Misaka heard it as well. She turned to look down the street where the growling whir of a scrambler grew as the golden-brown Kuroko slipped off her neck in sparking spasms. Uihara and Saten hurried over to pick the toasted department captain off the floor, but Misaka continued searching the distant corner, wondering what was this pressure she sense...

SCREEEEEEK!

The girls all jumped as a lone biker astride a two-wheeled machine almost completely doused in pink drifted around the block, leaving a trail of white smoke as she gracefully curved through the course and sped straight at them.

Karlheim dropped his farscope. "Good Kaiser no!"

Misaka found herself both admiring and twitching at the skillful yet reckless riding. And from the biege-orange vest over a white shirt and matching short skirt, it was obvious that the rider was her schoolmate from Tokiwadai Middle School. She was wearing a helmet --at least she did given her driving!-- there was no way that Ace could tell who she was. The green tag of Judgement on her sleeve told her nothing, in fact made it even harder for her to guess. Even the rider's presence felt rather foreign...

It then dawned on her that this newcomer was still bearing down on them at full tilt! She turned to the cluster of girls to get them to move out of the way when she noticed that the bike had shifted to its side and begun to impossibly skid-slide on its wheels. Saten, Misaka, and a few on-lookers, had their jaws to the floor as the stuntrider came to a perfect stop a car's length from them; surprisingly, Uihara and Kuroko were not fazed one bit. The rider vaulted off the vehicle like a gymnast, flashing her white underpants for all to see before making a ten-point landing.

Good lord, have some decency! Misaka becried mentally as the biker came running up. The latter's pink headgear dematerialized and silver-white locks fell out.

"Shirai-chan! Uihara-chan!" She came up panting. She then turned to Misaka having just caught sight of her, greeted her with a hurried hi! and carried on, "Sorry! I came as soon as I heard! Are you alright? Who did this to you?!"

"I-it's nothing..." Kuroko replied a little weakly. "I just had a ride of my life..."

The red-eyed Tokiwadaian turned her attention to the smoking ruins of the bank. "And the incident...?"

"It's been settled already," replied the captain as she dusted herself off. "All thanks to Onee-sama!"

"I see..."

"Eto..." Misaka began, face still twitching in disbelief. "Who are you?"

"I'm just a passing-through magical girl!" She beamed back without skipping a beat.

Mikoto found herself pondering how did that girl use passing-through and magical girl in the same sentence, or that she even called herself a magical girl!

Kuroko noted Misaka's surprise. "This is another backup member of 117th Judgement, though as an outrider she's just attached to the group. Kaprika von Touareg!"

Shirai then leaned closer and whispered, "Unlike you, she's showing signs of healthy development, and doesn't wear strange things under her--"

Misaka socked the little girl across the top of her head and stopped the perverse infomercial.

~~~

Meanwhile, Rhyne asked, "Just who is she?"

As his mind raced through a list of who in the Saint King's name would include that girl in the TSAB's undercover task force, Karlheim could only dead-pan, "my baby sister."

~~~

"Yoroshiku onegaishimasu!" Kaprika greeted with a small bow and smile.

...inspired by the end of a certain episode about a certain scientific railgun in a certain random crossover as the result of a certain khrack attack.