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5 mos ago
Current i'm not sure the appropriate use of an OLED TV is to play random scenic train videos but here we are
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7 mos ago
swish
8 mos ago
Being truly on my own is a bit of a weird feeling. It's never really happened.
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9 mos ago
Let it never be said that sometimes extreme brevity isn't the most appropriate post, though. Everything is a tool.
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11 mos ago
a loaf is a surprisingly hard thing to make
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Hanako


"Oh." the girl said, blinking a few times as she processed this new information, "But I don't really want to fight, and it might be bad if we damage the shrine... can't it wait until later?"

If she left the fighting until later, maybe they wouldn't have to fight at all... the idea of beating up little girls didn't really sit well with the teenager, even if they were super-powered magical little girls.
Okay, that's Gil up.

Rejoice, Shady Old Man, he's bored.
Gil shall come separately.
Laetitia and Lancelot


"Remind you of somewhere?" the taller of the blondes asked, tilting her head a little at her Servant's reaction. To her, this was simply another landscaped garden--a very nice one, and cooler than the subtropical climate of the rest of the city, but just some greenery. With Saber gazing out over the lake, she was therefore the first to notice when some other people entered the park: a fairly tall man with unusually purple hair, which matched the description she'd been given of Lancelot... roughly. Her Saber had told her to look out for longer hair than that.

What was following was more interesting. A girl almost identical to Arturia, wearing a much more revealing outfit... "Hey, doesn't that girl look like you? I wonder if we can ask her where she got those clothes~"

Striding towards them with his bags of snacks, Lancelot came to a halt, wondering how to broach the topic of not just having brought himself... but also picked up the wayward Knight of Rebellion entirely by accident. Or how to introduce yourself to someone that you hadn't seen for years, unless you counted the surreal occasion where you got stabbed... "Your majesty, I..."




Gilgamesh


"No tutoring? With so little to do, you must have something else planned," the golden Servant said, sampling the glass. From the lack of a grimace or the sudden threat of execution, it rated passable on his scale--and was therefore what most people would consider excellent. Except perhaps wine critics, but there were always people who would go and take things too far, even for someone as innately drawn to luxury as Gilgamesh.

"What say you to drawing out your old foe with our work? Iskandar might even find his tactical abilities challenged."

El-Melloi appeared to have the administrator occupied.
Hanako


The girl was dumbfounded by the sudden change in tack, from explaining what the school project was actually about--though she was a bit surprised, it would seem odd to have an elementary school class go out and meet the shrine maiden one by one--to calling her a magical girl. Not that such an accusation made much sense, though she'd also been compared to a princess because of the hair. Needless to say, she didn't think the pair were being at all serious about the accusation.

"Um... but this is my natural hair colour... I know it's unusual but it doesn't mean anything..."

@VitaVitaAR
Ami


"Start with the basics...? Are my basics not good enough?" Ami wondered, looking down at the sword she was holding. Of course she might expect that anyone summoned as Saber would have high standards, but... her skill, such as it was, had been enough to merit practising with a real sword on occasion. Though now that she thought about it, Okita was right. For all she knew how to draw, cut, and sheathe in one motion, actual combative sport was something that the schoolgirl was entirely unfamiliar with.

"Where are we going to get practice swords?"




"Caster"


"No need for traps," was the reply, as the Servant busied herself doing... something. Knocking something over here, the most meagre of all curses there to make it all dusty, "If we just make it look abandoned then everyone will pass through, none the wiser, and never think to come back and check."

With her security measures in place, the witch temporarily stepped away from her Master, through another brief portal--and into the back rooms of a different clothing store. Though Kezia was only gone for a few minutes, by the time she returned, the old dress and witch's hat had been exchanged for a far less stand-out skirt and hoodie combo. Though the old clothes were probably in the sports bag. Nobody knew what she looked like yet, so the hair wasn't a problem.

"Shall we go?"
Gilgamesh


"Start with the Italian, we must see how your selection compares with the swill that Rider managed to find in Japan," the man, now seated, stated. And why not start somewhere known for its wine production? Unusual that the bartender had no French reds on hand but no doubt if he was pushed the man would be acquire them through some channel or other. He briefly glanced over at his shoulder and the child conspicuously sitting in the bar. "Administrator, do you care to join us?"
Gil is waiting for his wine before I move there.
Hanako


She hadn't been paying the best of attention before this, but something about their attitude was... off. Why would a school project require them to be investigating a shrine maiden and... why would you forget that's why you were here if that was the entire reason that you had come to find out about them in the first place?

Though now she was distracted by Hanako's hair for some reason... "It's not that pretty, it's kind of messy really... um..."

Hanako stood up to her full height, trying to look older and more mature... with not all that much success, "What sort of school project needs you to talk to the local shrine maiden...?"




Nanako


There was the ringing of metal on metal as the tail met the club, and a considerable amount of grumbling as the oni-themed girl blocked the magical energy; stamping hard enough to make a chunk of ground rise up in front of her--and almost as soon as it was done blocking, the debris was kicked forwards towards Sonya at high speed.

"Stop running away! You're the one who started this," the girl complained, this time actually giving some warning--and some idea of how she got behind Sonya in the first place--as she landed beside the other magical girl, club swinging. The debris had blocked the take-off but... she had to be jumping.

Jumping very well, in fact.
Lancelot


The knight's expression seemed particularly strained as he avoided remarking on... well, to call it anything but a lover's quarrel would be inaccurate, but he was loathe to speak of any others' romantic endeavours lest they bring up his. There was only so much that could be done to assuage Mordred's doubts about the king's reactions... but it would be remiss of him to not even attempt it. "No longer does the fate of a kingdom rest on her decision, and at least once since the fall we were summoned into this world."

Not that he wanted to dwell on that any more than necessary. The things that he had done as Berserker...




Laetitia Arconiand


Now with permission granted to lead the way, the Master lead her Saber through the streets, ducking through a few allies as a shortcut, and making certain to shorten her stride a little. It had taken some getting used to, but just because a Servant could keep up by running, it was best not to remind them of the difference in stature. Except when it was funny. There was a fine line between teasing and bullying, after all.

The park in question wasn't the largest nor the most impressive of those in Fusang, which was probably for the better--it was one where you were more likely to get some space, with picnic tables arranged around a small lake, the smooth surface almost like glass and reflecting the willow around it... though she wondered how someone had coaxed them to grow at this latitude. Was there some sort of magical gardener in the city?
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