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Ami Murota


The first thing Ami had done once she got into class, was she sat down and went back to sleep. She didn't want to be here, nobody else wanted to be here, but unlike everyone else she had no problem with showing her immense displeasure with the situation through active rebellion. Even once class started, Ami dreamt of much funner stuff she could be doing rather than this. She could be watching TV, or going to kill Nightmares. But no, she has to attend school because society says so. How absolutely tedious.

Ami's light snoring was quite audible throughout the class, her ignorance of the teacher and everyone a direct insult to the school which had forced her to cut her break short. Her head rested on her arms, face down onto the desk as she napped through class once again. For a brief moment the snoring stopped, right around the time when Miss Tamashi did her weird pose thing, but the snoring quickly resumed after the giggles died down. “Murota-Chan, Murata-Chan, Harasawa-Chan, why don’t you three decide who gets to go first among you?” Ami shifted in her seat slightly, awoken by someone addressing her but not bothering to raise her head and address them.

The light girl went up and did a big speech, probably staring at Ami as she did so. It made her want to vomit, that innocence on display. Which would shatter first Ami wondered, her purity or her skull? For her sake, Ami hoped it was the former instead of the latter. Finally she went to sit back down, meaning Ami had to go up next. Did she though?

Everyone in the class was staring at her now, someone was probably on the verge of trying to wake her up too. How annoying. Fine, time to get it over with. She raised her head just enough so that she was facing the front of the class, made the most annoyed expression she could, and spoke.

"For my winter break, I killed a bunch of goo monsters and ate candy. Just like I do every single week." With that blunt statement out of the way, Ami put her head back down and went back to sleep. What a waste of time this all was.
Mourningstar


It didn't take long for Mourningstar to realize it was time to get the hell out of dodge. She followed the group quickly, leaving Orchid to whatever fate may await her. It was pretty clear she didn't really like them anyways, so Mourningstar had no problem with just ditching the female goblin. Maybe they would meet up again one day, provided she actually managed to survive against Crispy. She had written off the little bugger a while ago, but something in his eyes made her think twice. Those were the eyes of a killer, a real killer.

So they made their way through the forest, Mourningstar taking point as both sentry. She was also taking the time to try and use Blood Drain on basically anything living in their path. The Kele Shoots sticking out of the ground, any trees, the Agerp Berries, just anything alive and in their path. She had a feeling Blood Drain would be useful, she just needed to level it up enough for it to be useful. She also made careful note of her surroundings during their expedition, hoping to gain some kind of early alert system skill like Oberon had.

Then Digbie said something that stopped her in her tracks. "I-I'm not like those dirty goblins, right guys? I-I'm better than them... right?" Mourningstar turned to the young goblin and looked him in the eyes, doing her best to give off the impression of seriousness. She understood how he was feeling about now, she felt it often enough to know the signs. That feeling that you're pathetic, worthless, that since the moment you were born you were lesser. And while she might not ever be able to shake off that feeling herself, that feeling of worthlessness, she could make sure that nobody else settled into that defeatist attitude.

"Digbie, you are literally from another world. You died and were chosen by an all powerful Demon King to be reincarnated as a literal monster with untold potential. If that doesn't make you better than a goblin than we are all pathetic dirty monsters." An invisible weight settled on his shoulders, Mourningstar using Lesser Force to emulate her putting her hands on him. "Whenever you start thinking about how you might be pathetic or something, remember this. You saved Torrent's life. You helped kill a dungeon boss. You have unique magic that nobody else has."

A moment passed before Mourningstar turned away, mainly to hide her blush as her words finally caught up to her. "And most importantly, you have the great and powerful Mourningstar leading you! And I don't take dirty goblins into my crew, only the strong and mighty have the privelege of working with me!" A haughty laugh escaped her mouth as she pushed forwards past the Topapo plant.

Something dashed by them a little later, Mourningstar barely had a chance to even try and look at what it was before it was gone, but it wasn't attacking so obviously it wasn't that important. It left behind a handful of fur, which Mourningstar tried to attach to her headband by slipping it between the headband and her own body. Regardless of whether or not that worked, she would toss it aside and try to Blood Drain the tree that the deer had been scratching on. Need that life, need that food.

Soon they made their way to a creek, complete with babbling brooks and frolicking... frogs? Alliteration is hard. Options were presented now, Mourningstar had a few ideas, but nothing too complex at the moment. "So I'm thinking we should gank those frogs for food. Also the burrow looks like a good place to live, provided we can kill whatever the hell is in there. I feel good about our odds since it's 4 on 1, but I don't know what's in there so I'm not gonna say we can take it for sure." She paused for a moment to gather the rest of her thoughts, before continuing.

"It's worth noting that we are a little hurt still. So that's something to take into account before we get into a fight with an unknown enemy. As she said this, Mourningstar hovered up a bit, trying to get an aerial view of their surroundings before quickly returning to the ground.
@LukasVolkov

I already have a Servant, apologies.
Mourningstar


"Please don't die. I don't know if we're friends or not, I've barely even talked to you since we first met because it's been so crazy, but I don't want you to die. So please don't." Mourningstar whispered to Torrent as emeralds filled the air, sparkling and shimmering as everyone gave it their all to try and save the Direwurm. She was practically touching the ground as she whispered to her fallen ally, trying to cover her body from whatever remaining flames there may or may not have been. She couldn't really tell, she had her eyes closed and was praying to whatever was out there.

Blood and baked topapo covered her entire body, but that didn't matter right now, all that mattered was making sure Torrent lived to see another day. Their efforts had succeeded for now, but the day was still young. Jeez, they had barely even woken up and they had already nearly died. Regardless, Mourningstar didn't need to be a doctor to tell that Torrent was still super hurt, she needed healing ASAP and judging by the fact that Oberon wasn't working on healing, he was out of MP.

"LOOK! DAT ONE ALMOST DEAD!" Oh great, the Goblins showed up. Honestly, Mourningstar just wanted to kill them and get it over with, this whole coexistence thing was bound to fail. But at the same time, she could tell getting into a fight right now was not the optimal path. Good thing fighting wasn't her only option right now. She dropped the topapo she was holding next to Torrent and floated up to her usual height, slowly turning to Crispy's group as she began her plan.

"You really don't want to try me right now. She injected as much menacing rasp into her voice as possible as she slowly turned, opening her mouth and letting blood drip off her as she glared at Crispy, applying a bit of Mana Shape to herself to form a menacing black aura. If it was nighttime this would have worked even better, but she would just have to make due with what she had. "But if you really want to test your luck, feel free. I could use a hearty breakfast, and you all look absolutely delicious." And then she licked some of the blood off of herself. Pretty gross tasting in all honesty, but animal brain likes it. The topapo was good though.
Mourningstar


Oh, that's new. Mouths don't usually do that when you open them, maybe this Corpselight thing will work out in the end. She was even able to get a grip on the thing, despite not being able to actually pierce it's shell. Sure she just got bucked off, but she was feeling alright nonetheless. Everyone was attacking it now, hopefully they could kill it before something crazy ha-

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Oh christ what the hell happened. One second she was getting ready for a follow up assault on the beetle thing, the next she's face down on the ground while the whole world is on fire. Why is fire such a common thing in her new life, in her old one she never had to deal with random fires. Jesus christ, what is even happening right now.

But there is no time to be stunned and confused, people are yelling and someone is dying. At least, Mourningstar is pretty sure someone is dying. She can't really hear anything right now, other than a persistent ringing in her ears, but she can see that Torrent needs help badly. And so, despite the insane amount of fire everywhere around, Mourningstar rushes in to be the hero once again.

Fire is ignored as Mourningstar flies directly over it, keeping her breathing to a minimum and her eyes narrowed to minimize the effects of the rampant fire. Luckily Digbie was making a pretty good path for her, extinguishing as much of the flames as possible in a direct line to Torrent, which sped things up quite nicely.

When she arrived at Torrent's seemingly lifeless body, the first thing she noticed was baked potatoes. Strange detail to latch onto, especially when one is in front of a dying body. But something about those baked potatoes really spoke to her, they reminded her of a game she really hated back in her first life. You could just pause in the middle of combat and eat a bunch of random food junk you had on you, and it would heal you almost instantly. While she doubted it would do much in a real world setting, especially since you can't pause the real world, it was honestly the best idea she had.

This is so incredibly stupid. On one hand she really hopes this works, because that means she saved her friends life, on the other hand if this works than she will have lost so much respect for this world. So with Lesser Force, she opened up Torrent's mouth and shoved a Baked Topapo in there, forcing her to chew and swallow with one invisible hand while she picked up the next Baked Topapo with the other.
@Searat

Ano is good.




A whistling echoed throughout the strange store as the owner polished glasses, only putting one down once he could see his own reflection. A bird chirps from a nearby perch, a crow lands on his shoulder as he picks up the next glass. Nothing is said, a pile of breadcrumbs appears from seemingly nothing and lands on a nearby countertop. A swarm of birds flies towards the food, he just chuckles as he continues polishing the glasses. Yes, Henry could conclude that today was a very good day, albeit boring by his normal standards. He hadn't even decapitated anyone, despite the fact that it's already 12 o'clock.

"Hm?" His head swivels towards the door, something catching his attention. The glass is put down, the reflection briefly showing a scowl as he tries to pinpoint that smell. That smell, so familiar, yet somehow slightly off. The store is silent, even the birds feel the tension in the air. "Hmmm." The man is on edge, this is a dangerous smell. Well, not that dangerous, but dangerous for his cover at the very least. This was a convenient little store in the end, he would rather not have to abandon it because a fight broke out in the middle of the day where everyone could see.

Hopefully whatever lay on the other side of his door felt the same. Well, might as well be polite and invite the maybe customer in. "Come on in!"

And come in the newcomer did. There was no hesitation in their step as Palis entered the front door of the shop. She had returned once more to her more normal attire, concealing her presence as what these people would call a, "Mahou Shojo". The moment her boots stepped into the shop, all hell immediately broke loose. The animals, who were once docile and tensed, began screeching in a panicked frenzy as she stepped closer, walking up to the front desk. If she was bothered by the pets' reaction to her, she wasn't showing it.

"My, my. I know I call myself a "demon" but I never thought I'd be speaking to the real deal," she said, eying Henry with a cool gaze and a smirk. "But this city does love to attract all the weirdos, doesn't it? I knew I smelled something wrenching of Hell around here..." As if to articulate her point, Palis sniffed at the air, only to wince as the sound of a dog barking blasted by her side. "Wait, no. That's just the animals..."

Despite the roar of animals all around, seemingly all tension was gone as Henry groaned. "It's gonna take forever to calm all these fuckers down... I knew I should've stuck with a bar, but nooooo, I miss my dogs so I get fancy and double down. Fucking hell." He rubs his forehead with one hand, sliding it through his hair as he looks Palis over. Yeah, this was the smell alright. She looks a bit familiar too, not quite sure from where though.

"Well I feel like I'm at a bit of a loss to be quite honest. You seem to know who I am, or at least what I am, but I don't know anything about you kiddo. Well, other than the fact that you reek of... something. Still trying to put my finger on it. Definitely not Angel, not the angels I'm used to anyways." He shakes his head and shrugs. "Whatever. A customer is a customer in the end, no matter how weird they smell. Looking for a pet or a drink?" Henry asks as he picks up a glass, shooing away a bird that was trying to peck him. "No alcohol though, I don't serve kids the hard stuff."

"I'm probably older than you anyway." Palis made no effort to conceal her tone or her voice, eyeing up the glass of drunken stupor the demon held. "But no, I'm not here for a drink or pet. I doubt they'd like me anyway." Another glance at a snake coiling up and hissing erratically inside their cage proved that point. "What I'm looking for is a residence to stay. Somewhere to bide my time. I didn't think I'd be wasting daylight in this city but it's caught my interest. So I want a room; give me whatever you can, price isn't a problem," she said grinning.

"Don't suppose you have an ID to prove that?" The demon smirked as he swished around the booze, before setting it back down and shrugging. A room huh? Not exactly something he advertised, but everything has a price. And if price isn't a problem, that means he gets to go wild. "Alright then, price isn't a problem. Let's talk price then, since this isn't your usual bed and breakfast you aren't going to be paying with your usual cash..." He let that statement hang in the air for a moment before laughing, seemingly at a joke only he knew of. "I finally recognized your smell. You smell like the weird shadow monster things all over town right?" He nodded to himself resolutely before continuing.

"Keep me updated on fun stuff to do around the city. And I don't mean some lame nightclub or whatever, I mean real fun. The type of fun a demon likes to have. You do that and you got yourself a room."

"Oh my Mister Demon. Would you really ravish a girl like me?" Palis said with half-lid eyes, poking at his open-ended remark. "When you know I'm so young...dear, what would the animals think! Unless...no, you don't mean to have them watch do you!" Palis placed a hand on her chest and sighed openly, dramatic flair punctuating the air. "Ahh...but alas, what would the law think of that." She went right back to smirking, letting Henry have his laugh. "Well, I'm not opposed to relaying information to you. But I don't see why you can't do that yourself. You've been here longer than me, right? Surely you know the ins and outs of Miso City."

She tilted her head as her expression lit up. "Oh...unless this city's secrets elude even you, Mister Demon. Mayhapt, that might be the case?"

Henry waved his hand in the air in a so-so motion, leaning on the countertop as he waved away that same bird. "It's one thing to know of the local businesses and buildings. It's another entirely to have a live feed of the whole city and anything interesting that might be happening at any given moment. I can't be everywhere at once after all, but I suspect you might be able to." He then shrugged, closing his eyes and sighing. "Then again, I could be completely off base. In which case we have to negotiate a completely alternate form of payment, which would really just be a hassle. Unless you have some sort of legendary sword on hand, in which case it would be exceedingly easy. But I digress."

To this, Palis shrugged. "If it's information you want, fine. But you probably won't like it. Well...unless little girls wearing cute uniforms and getting torn up is your kind of past time, Mister Demon. If you wanna know more...that'll be a tv in my room." One particular puppy, whose barking was nearly right against her ear, earned itself a sharp glare from her. Immediately the dog turned its barks to soft whimpers as it crawled deeper into hiding in its cage. "And maybe a complementary snack to go with it too..." she mused, turning back to Henry, eyes gleaming briefly. They too seemed demonic as his though there was something else. "You said I smelled like the Nightmares out there? I guess that's not too far from the truth," she chuckled

"Done and done. Anything to get rid of this perpetual boredom I've been stuck with since I got here. And the girls aren't all that interesting I find, only way I would get any fun out of them is if they all ganged up on me." A thoughtful look crossed Henry's face as he said that, as if he had considered the idea for a brief moment. But the idea was tossed away just as quickly, there was no reason to believe some pathetic humans could offer even a minute of fun. "Also is that what they're called? Bit uninspired if you ask me, but nobody does. I would've gone with something like Fleshrenders or Black Pudding monsters." Another shrug, another chuckle. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, before opening them back up. "Room is ready, head past the cat section to the back room and head up the stairs. First door on your left, hope the TV is to your liking. Didn't know what type of snack you would like, so I went with a fruit basket. Everyone loves fruit baskets."

With that he straightened up and flourished his coat, grabbing a big bag of dog food as every single door on the dog cages opened simulataneously. "Speaking of snacks, time to feed the dogs." With a single arm he tossed the twenty pound bag into the air, not even a second later dog food was raining all over the place as the tatters of the bag floated down gently to the floor. It was absolute pandemonium at this point, dogs of all sizes and breeds running about, some barking at Palis, others just trying to eat as much as possible while free from their cages, entropy reigned in this place. "Oh yeah, you'll probably be dealing with some barking occasionally. The room is pretty soundproof, but these guys really seem to hate you."

The succesful obtainment of a room to stay in was all that concerned Palis. At least, until the dog food began raining down like a storm of swords. She stared unamused as kibble bounced off her head, some getting tangled into her hair. All the same, the dogs didn't dare get near her to lick it off, though they did keep barking incessantly. "Great. Fun," she muttered, eagerly heading to the back room where the demon had directed her. "These dogs are all dying in a night. Two nights at the most," she grumbled to herself, trudging to her space.

"Hmm, that would suck." Henry muttered to himself as his new guest trudged to her room. "Oh yeah, I completely forgot to ask. What's your name? I'm Henry if you care at all."

"I don't care. At all," came the reply of his newfound tenant. "It's Palis. Short for Palisade. Now leave me alone." The words were followed by a door slam.

"Harsh." Henry itched his nose as he walked over to the doors, opening them and watching as all the dogs ran outside, along with several birds taking flight. "I still feel like I know you from somewhere though..."
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