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She's going to have a lot of fun once they make it to a hangar bay.
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She's going to have a lot of fun once they make it to a hangar bay.
Sorry people, but I'm going to have to bail. Shifts have turned, so I barely get a tenth of my normal computer time. Shame, 'cause I really like the idea of this thread.
Alright. Sad to see you go, and good luck.
EDIT: oh dear how do i get rid of it undo undo.
Yeah, Mahz has not given us a delete function yet. Or a ability to jump between pages
@SevenStormStyle
Kyubey didn't react as Yume calmed down from her anger, his purpose essentially accomplished by that. While he was busy, as were his brethren, the means and methods were still in place to harvest despair from this world. The Incubators shepherded along magical girls to their inevitable fate and they became Witches, as they had for so long. One might wonder why Yume had no inquired as to the exact reason for her friends fall to despair, but Kyubey would not complain.
It is no problem, he replied calmly from where he was. I had nothing immediately pressing to deal with. Thus consoled, he would wander off as she turned to address the man watching her, vanishing back into the shadows from which he had come from.
@Krauxis
Oscar looked back up as Chloe returned, surprise evident on his face as she entered the safehouse. "Welcome back. I'll be honest, I didn't think you'd come back, much less in one piece." He'd known that there hadn't been a fight, since a full on battle between magical girls would have been a relatively hard thing to miss if not in the confines of a Witches Barrier, but there was no way for him to know of the deal she had struck. As far as he was concerned, she was either very lucky, or very crazy. Or both.
He picked up the flash drive after giving the cell phone a look, examining it for a moment before moving over to a nearby laptop. "I'm just not going to ask where you got this," he said without looking back as he booted the thing up. If it was a trap, they would not be caught unawares and ratted out. But as Chloe knew, it was not a trap, which would be the better for them all.
That would become apparent as he opened the first file and practically froze, simply stuck reading what was there before him. "Okay then, if this is legitimate then I'm definitely not going to ask where you got it from. But my apologies for doubting you. This is going to be very helpful. If it was legitimate. But only time would tell that.
Kyubey didn't react as Yume calmed down from her anger, his purpose essentially accomplished by that. While he was busy, as were his brethren, the means and methods were still in place to harvest despair from this world. The Incubators shepherded along magical girls to their inevitable fate and they became Witches, as they had for so long. One might wonder why Yume had no inquired as to the exact reason for her friends fall to despair, but Kyubey would not complain.
It is no problem, he replied calmly from where he was. I had nothing immediately pressing to deal with. Thus consoled, he would wander off as she turned to address the man watching her, vanishing back into the shadows from which he had come from.
@Krauxis
Oscar looked back up as Chloe returned, surprise evident on his face as she entered the safehouse. "Welcome back. I'll be honest, I didn't think you'd come back, much less in one piece." He'd known that there hadn't been a fight, since a full on battle between magical girls would have been a relatively hard thing to miss if not in the confines of a Witches Barrier, but there was no way for him to know of the deal she had struck. As far as he was concerned, she was either very lucky, or very crazy. Or both.
He picked up the flash drive after giving the cell phone a look, examining it for a moment before moving over to a nearby laptop. "I'm just not going to ask where you got this," he said without looking back as he booted the thing up. If it was a trap, they would not be caught unawares and ratted out. But as Chloe knew, it was not a trap, which would be the better for them all.
That would become apparent as he opened the first file and practically froze, simply stuck reading what was there before him. "Okay then, if this is legitimate then I'm definitely not going to ask where you got it from. But my apologies for doubting you. This is going to be very helpful. If it was legitimate. But only time would tell that.
Nono, Restaurant District, Yggdrasil
Nono had definitely not lost track of time, at least on a subconscious level, but for the moment she was content as she was. It wasn't as if there would be major repercussions from their being a bit late anyway, and this was more important in the grand scheme of things. Onee-sama mattered more than any mere meeting could ever.
It was once more amusing to behold Saber giving herself such intense consideration, as if she couldn't believe what she was being told. Certainly she had received such compliments before, yes? Like, from that Rin person she kept mentioning, or someone else in her life. There was no way that Nono was the only one who thought that way, though a part of her wouldn't have minded if she was.
"Yeah," she answered with a happy nod. At this point it didn't seem like she'd be able to convince Onee-sama, but if she said it enough times then eventually it might sink in. "And besides, you're really good with a sword while I just kinda break things in half on accident. That has to count for something." A nervous chuckle accompanied that, though it was the truth. Aside from improbably splitting things, she wasn't very good at close range combat, as the battle with Katana Lady could attest to.
Misaka 10,032, Client World Macross
Misaka glanced back as she was joined by her two companions, one eager and the other more cautious as they entered the corridor that led deeper into the ship. They had escaped notice, and an application of her goggles would show the flow of energy moving further inside, which would have provided a path for them to follow if there had been more than one way to go. As it stood though, they had little choice in the matter.
"'That would be wise," Misaka replies with a thoughtful expression," Misaka said in her standard monotone to the question. It would be the most efficient way, though certainly Kakine's input would be welcome. But for the moment, there wasn't much to observe anyway.
Without another word she turned and began walking, leading them down the corridor that they had found themselves in. It was wide enough for two to walk abreast if they squeezed a bit, but for now Misaka led the way. There were few branches, and it was a relatively straight shot to another door. Along the way, it was easy to see the metal paneling, wires, and the lights that allowed them to get by.
Beyond the first door they encountered, a short distance from the entrance, was a larger room. There were lockers, as well as several space suits to go with them, of a relatively streamline design. "'This appears to be a room to prepare for extravehicular activities,' Misaka notes as she examines the devices present," Misaka told them as she got a good look at everything important for the Sister Network to go over later. Certainly it would make sense with this being a vessel designed to go into space. And with this, there would be a lot more beyond, she was sure of it.
Cinder Fall, Shadow Eternity HQ
Cinder took the projector as she looked at the object displayed, whilst the Leader described what it was. On the surface it didn't seem too amazing, just a simple chair, but it also seemed to have some sort of capability to link in with the person sitting in it, if she didn't miss her guess. On the plus side, it made it easier to know that the UMMA didn't place much value in it. Assaulting a hospital was much easier than assaulting a military base.
"I see," she replied with a nod, putting the projector away. The only problem would be moving the thing, and she could most likely manage that somehow. There were a few items she had in her arsenal that might assist there.
A shrug then as she took a step back. "Well, unless there's anything else you'd like to tell me, I suppose I shuld get going,
Nono had definitely not lost track of time, at least on a subconscious level, but for the moment she was content as she was. It wasn't as if there would be major repercussions from their being a bit late anyway, and this was more important in the grand scheme of things. Onee-sama mattered more than any mere meeting could ever.
It was once more amusing to behold Saber giving herself such intense consideration, as if she couldn't believe what she was being told. Certainly she had received such compliments before, yes? Like, from that Rin person she kept mentioning, or someone else in her life. There was no way that Nono was the only one who thought that way, though a part of her wouldn't have minded if she was.
"Yeah," she answered with a happy nod. At this point it didn't seem like she'd be able to convince Onee-sama, but if she said it enough times then eventually it might sink in. "And besides, you're really good with a sword while I just kinda break things in half on accident. That has to count for something." A nervous chuckle accompanied that, though it was the truth. Aside from improbably splitting things, she wasn't very good at close range combat, as the battle with Katana Lady could attest to.
Misaka 10,032, Client World Macross
Misaka glanced back as she was joined by her two companions, one eager and the other more cautious as they entered the corridor that led deeper into the ship. They had escaped notice, and an application of her goggles would show the flow of energy moving further inside, which would have provided a path for them to follow if there had been more than one way to go. As it stood though, they had little choice in the matter.
"'That would be wise," Misaka replies with a thoughtful expression," Misaka said in her standard monotone to the question. It would be the most efficient way, though certainly Kakine's input would be welcome. But for the moment, there wasn't much to observe anyway.
Without another word she turned and began walking, leading them down the corridor that they had found themselves in. It was wide enough for two to walk abreast if they squeezed a bit, but for now Misaka led the way. There were few branches, and it was a relatively straight shot to another door. Along the way, it was easy to see the metal paneling, wires, and the lights that allowed them to get by.
Beyond the first door they encountered, a short distance from the entrance, was a larger room. There were lockers, as well as several space suits to go with them, of a relatively streamline design. "'This appears to be a room to prepare for extravehicular activities,' Misaka notes as she examines the devices present," Misaka told them as she got a good look at everything important for the Sister Network to go over later. Certainly it would make sense with this being a vessel designed to go into space. And with this, there would be a lot more beyond, she was sure of it.
Cinder Fall, Shadow Eternity HQ
Cinder took the projector as she looked at the object displayed, whilst the Leader described what it was. On the surface it didn't seem too amazing, just a simple chair, but it also seemed to have some sort of capability to link in with the person sitting in it, if she didn't miss her guess. On the plus side, it made it easier to know that the UMMA didn't place much value in it. Assaulting a hospital was much easier than assaulting a military base.
"I see," she replied with a nod, putting the projector away. The only problem would be moving the thing, and she could most likely manage that somehow. There were a few items she had in her arsenal that might assist there.
A shrug then as she took a step back. "Well, unless there's anything else you'd like to tell me, I suppose I shuld get going,
Archer, Utakan University
Time passed by almost unbidden as Archer read, undisturbed by the summon of his master or the presence of other Servants. The odds were low that there would have been any Servants around anyway, certainly with the war at this point. They might begin scouting, but his Master hadn't said anything about the war having actually begun, so he would assume that they had the time. And this was important anyway so he could devote the time. They needed the knowledge to go on.
And so he devoted himself to his work, quickly finding himself engrossed in it. Knowledge had definitely advanced since his time, so many discoveries and things that he could utilize, which had not been provided by the Grail. Gases, explosives, improvised weapons that he could easily craft, etc. At least one of those had to be useful against a Servant, or a Master.
His head rose with the bell, the books he had read committed to memory. It was a pretty useful skill, and he would make good use of it. For now he had the information he needed, and it would just be a matter of finding the stuff that they needed in order to make the things they needed. And that wouldn't be too hard, given where he and his master were.
Rising, he put the books back on the rack before phasing into Spirit Form, phasing through the wall and heading off to find his Master. He should at least check in and make sure she was alright, and tell her if he was going to go off into the city for some stuff. He didn't exactly have money, so it might be an issue if she didn't want to resort to robbery.
Well, it wouldn't be too hard. And given that no one could see him, he just had to find her.
Time passed by almost unbidden as Archer read, undisturbed by the summon of his master or the presence of other Servants. The odds were low that there would have been any Servants around anyway, certainly with the war at this point. They might begin scouting, but his Master hadn't said anything about the war having actually begun, so he would assume that they had the time. And this was important anyway so he could devote the time. They needed the knowledge to go on.
And so he devoted himself to his work, quickly finding himself engrossed in it. Knowledge had definitely advanced since his time, so many discoveries and things that he could utilize, which had not been provided by the Grail. Gases, explosives, improvised weapons that he could easily craft, etc. At least one of those had to be useful against a Servant, or a Master.
His head rose with the bell, the books he had read committed to memory. It was a pretty useful skill, and he would make good use of it. For now he had the information he needed, and it would just be a matter of finding the stuff that they needed in order to make the things they needed. And that wouldn't be too hard, given where he and his master were.
Rising, he put the books back on the rack before phasing into Spirit Form, phasing through the wall and heading off to find his Master. He should at least check in and make sure she was alright, and tell her if he was going to go off into the city for some stuff. He didn't exactly have money, so it might be an issue if she didn't want to resort to robbery.
Well, it wouldn't be too hard. And given that no one could see him, he just had to find her.
Do you reckon he'd taste of veal or game rabbit?
I would want to say he's basically a ball of animal fat on legs, but from what you see of him in that one scene, he's mainly red meat, with very few ligaments or visceral tissue. So if you, say, roasted him over an open fire, it'd be dark, lean meat. He'd probably not require all that much in the way of seasoning, either.
I think the Kyubey is an alien organism, and would personally not eat it on the off chance that its biology is incompatible with my own and I accidentally give myself stomach problems or worse.
But yeah, no excess fat, without any apparent internal organs. He'd be tasty.
Nearly, nearly watched enough for another character. So many episodes... @_@
I've had an idea for another character myself. It's just that it's PMMM related and I don't want to overstock that particular fandom.
Now then, time to see how many pages in we can get before our first Kyubey murder.
@SevenStormStyle
Yume's voice rang out, the Witches Barrier dispelled to allow her to be heard in the surrounding area. such a display would have earned looks from passerbyers, but given the source, most people considered it wiser to leave her alone. No one wanted to anger a magical girl, especially one in a state like this. It tended to not be conducive to ones health in the grand scheme of things.
It was always risky to expect an answer, since the Incubators were busy creatures and never really inclined to humor magical girls when they didn't have to, when it wasn't in line with their interests to do so. Yet she would get a response, as Kyubey emerged from nearby to find her there.
Hello Yume Fubuki, he said, padding over and leaping onto a small ledge, from which he could better look at her. The answer you seek should be fairly obvious. Your friend succumbed to despair, like all magical girls will eventually. You know this. Certainly he didn't display any empathy for the pain she was now experiencing, delivering straightforward and truthful answers that would most likely not satisfy.
Yume's voice rang out, the Witches Barrier dispelled to allow her to be heard in the surrounding area. such a display would have earned looks from passerbyers, but given the source, most people considered it wiser to leave her alone. No one wanted to anger a magical girl, especially one in a state like this. It tended to not be conducive to ones health in the grand scheme of things.
It was always risky to expect an answer, since the Incubators were busy creatures and never really inclined to humor magical girls when they didn't have to, when it wasn't in line with their interests to do so. Yet she would get a response, as Kyubey emerged from nearby to find her there.
Hello Yume Fubuki, he said, padding over and leaping onto a small ledge, from which he could better look at her. The answer you seek should be fairly obvious. Your friend succumbed to despair, like all magical girls will eventually. You know this. Certainly he didn't display any empathy for the pain she was now experiencing, delivering straightforward and truthful answers that would most likely not satisfy.
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