Raineh Daze

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"So..." Aoi started, looking around at the library in curiosity before turning her attention back to the child-nun that had apparently been a small dog thing only a few weeks ago, "You grew pretty fast, uh...?"

"Silvia, Miss Aoi!" was the enthusiastic reply, Silvia puffing her chest out with pride, "It's thanks to your example that I was able to become Sistermon (Blanc) so quickly!" It was definitely weird how you could hear the parentheses dropping into place, Aoi thought. Maybe something to ask about later--if she was Blanc, there had to be other varieties, right? And how did one get from a small dog thing to a nun? What were all these others around?

... oh well, this would all have to wait until later, someone was speaking to them. Someone pretty angry by the sound of it--nice distortion effect, and Silvia was moving into position to fight for the protection of the girl she owed--

A girl who was placing a hand on her shoulder, listening to the talking fox and Shion. Mmm, something about Ultimate and Champion. Okay, that was interesting, but not really a scale she could work with. "Hey, Silvia, this guy's weaker than that angel and the gunner, right?"

"E-eh? Seraphimon and Beelzemon are Mega-level, yes, they're really strong!"

So this guy was still weaker. That was nice to know; if this went wrong she wasn't likely to be shot full of holes or stabbed through with a glowing sword instantly. One deep breath to steady herself a little and Aoi walked forward (backwards?), closer to the floaty spooky librarian and the exit.

"We just got here through... that," Aoi stated, helpfully pointing behind Wisemon at the rift thingy to their classroom, "It must have been someone else that took your book. Uh... but if you let us go we could help you look for it?"

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Detention: a fate as inexorable as the cycle of night and day, never to be escaped no matter how she tried. Not that it was something Aoi exactly went out of her way to avoid beyond making sure that Fujo didn't catch her after school but... even if she was playing by all the rules she would end up here. The last time she had listened to his insistence on fulling the uniform code until she ''got home'', he had somehow found it in him to award detention for bleached hair that violated the uniform code.

So if she was going to get detention for not dyeing her hair, why try?

Sure enough, once they were in detention all his powers of observation went out the window and it wasn't like Aoi was even trying to hide that she had just thrown a uniform skirt and blouse over her normal clothing. She'd even missed some of the buttons. Like the delinquent she supposedly was, the girl was giving the purpose of the detention no heed, flicking through things on her phone and eventually just playing some match-3 game to pass the time.

It was weird how many people had wound up in detention today. Sunny was a regular--same desk every time, much like Aoi compulsively went to a window seat. But... what the hell was that bookworm doing in here with the bakery girl? Ah, not that it mattered, but maybe she'd go get some pastry or something when she was done instead of going straight to swimming.

Playing on her phone made it impossible to not notice when everything went wrong. So, too, did her window seat: no views of the school outside, only monochromatic white. Slipping her phone into her pocket--and, given that Fujo was out cold, undoing those annoying buttons--Aoi stood up and stretched, watching everyone else beeline for the white light. Ten years of normality, huh? It was probably about time something happened.

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The past two weeks had been the most exciting of her life... oh, it had all been very strange, being dragged out to a strange and unfamiliar beach, but what an opportunity it had been! Her, merely in-training, getting to witness to the embodied conflict of good against evil, the clashing of two enemies so far beyond her power and comprehension... watching Beelzemon and Seraphimon go at it was terrifying but amazing. It was impossible to hope for anything more inspiring for the path of righteousness. Or the sneaking suspicion that guns were a really cool thing to fight with...

That girl and the ice-cream were even more important, though. If she'd been on her own, Silvia knew that she would have cowered and turned away from the fight, never seen what was going on... but that girl? Her bravery and the offering of food had been enough to overcome her fear and that was a debt the newly-turned nun hoped to repay!

So soon, too, to be dumped into a library... and there was a girl like the girl Silvia remembered, but... taller. And with a much more brazen outfit. That... how could someone show off that much flesh? It was scandalous! But the eyes, the expression of "huh, I guess this is happening"... that seemed the same! Unfortunately, it now occurred to her that they had never shared names.

"You! Ice-cream girl!"

Aoi, for her part, took a little longer to catch up. Taking in the other odd creatures around, that this suspiciously human one did have a feeling kind of like the angel she had watched fight... bringing up the ice-cream... oh. "You've gotten bigger. Hey...

"Did everyone else meet ten years ago?"

"It was only two weeks, miss... um..."

"Aoi."

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I do have a half-done post I'm just waiting on one piece of information in PMs.

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So many people to disappoint with my laziness...

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Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Yup.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Tyaethe Radistirin

Tyaethe's thoughts ran along the same path as Maritza's. That made sense, she could hardly think of anyone they might have fought recently to get a mute nem assassin after them in vengeance even with some extra time. But if it was a family member being held hostage awaiting completion of the assassination attempt, then that made it simple. They could solve the problem of what to do with the assassin later, for now...

"Guards! Make sure nobody leaves the palace," Tyaethe shouted, daring anyone to countermand that order. They couldn't have anything getting back to the perpetrators yet, that would ruin it. "This might just be the first time coming to a ball has been worth it. We've stopped an assassination and now... it's time to show people what we can do."

"I hope everyone's ready to get moving as it is, it would take too long to go back and get everyone's armour. We'd be spotted instantly."

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Kaguya-hime

It was a nice day for a walk, in the Caster's opinion--though every day was quite nice. She hadn't yet found anything that was able to pin down why certain information was unavailable, which was quite frustrating. She was being forced to use Google and a phone to find some information about what was going on in Fusang... and with her ability to determine what was going on restricted, any mysteries that existed couldn't be solved so easily. It also made it a lot harder to find the interesting magical items that might be smuggled here.

But the internet seemed to be much more likely to recommend restaurants to her than Clairvoyance was and experiencing all the cuisine invented since her death... as fun as it was to stick to all the variations on the familiar, Kaguya wanted a burger. The bun, the potato... both were extremely unfamiliar, even if she knew what they should taste like.

Of course, it just so happened that something had interrupted her before her destination: another Servant and their Master were in the way. Not that this was reason alone to stop in Fusang with its abundance of Servants. No, what caused her to stop was the Servant's hat. Even more specifically, the live bird in the hat.

The bird that, entranced by the beautiful lady and her Noble Phantasm, had turned completely around to gaze at her... along with the hat it was sat in. Who had a bird in their hat?

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Saotome Hana

The glasses-wearing girl looked over from her position on the couch, eyes lingering for just a second on her Servant's assets--really, how could she be someone so famous with those--before turning back to the TV. "But that sounds like a ton of work, and they were just about to get to the Beef Wellington..." Not that anything Hana ever watched on cooking shows was going to be cooked here; the limit of her culinary aspirations was instant ramen if simply ordering food was out of the question.

What a pain... this girl was cute, but couldn't she have been a more independent class like one of those Archers? Someone who would go out and do whatever things Servants wanted to get up to and leave her alone. Maybe a dashing robin hood figure who'd earn some rewards in the process. She was nice but couldn't she see that Hana just wanted to sit here and watch people make food?

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• Name: Saotome Hana
• Age: 24
• Appearance: "Y-You mean I have to do something?"
• Personality: There are those who don't achieve great things because they don't have the ability or the opportunity to. Then there are those, like Hana, who wouldn't do great things simply because that would require work. It's fair to say that it probably hasn't always been that way and in the end, Hana has no confidence in her abilities to do much of anything, but at this point the ingrained laziness is itself a habit and way of life. Unnecessarily exerting herself when she could sleep in then maybe watch some TV, or think really hard about what to have for dinner?
  Really, from that perspective, summoning a Servant is the worst mistake of her life... famous historical figures aren't likely to be content with Hana's desire to just stay home and avoid trouble, or squandering of the talent and intelligence that she has.
• Abilities: Hana would like to pretend that she has no abilities and is the dead end for what was once a proud magus family and the crest on her arm is a tacky tattoo. But, this place... people just love to throw out terms like "average one", whatever the hell that means, or if it's important. It's way nicer to pretend that the tattoo on your arm is just a tattoo, not a library of impressive ways to kill people when you're the battery.
• History: As her name indicates, Hana's family is hardly the most prestigious of magus families--their distant routes lost and barely distinguishable from the general populace of Japan, even though she's pretty sure her father said something about west Asia. Only the eyes really stand out as odd. Of course, such a loss of the past could only be expected with a gradual decline of magical talent through the generations, to parents that could barely count as mages at all, working office jobs of all things...
  And Hana? Never really good at work, let alone the pressures of entrance exams, wound up in the position of doing pretty much nothing. As certain as her parents that she was about as magical as kelp, the offer to stay in a nice, new city--at their expense! Though not the priciest, but definitely cheaper than home...--for the small cost of trying to do that "Servant summoning" thing? Yeah, that seemed great. Do something that would never work and she'd at least have some time not being bothered to get into a university, or find a job, or get married, or...
  It didn't quite go to plan.
• Other:

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(though it makes one wonder how she beats out Sabers older than her but meh)

The simple explanation is that there is no linear scale of younger = more skilled to offset older generally being more powerful (because there are weak older Servants and some more recent outliers). Consequently, simply removing NPs from the equation doesn't guarantee an even fight; you'd have to remove some skills (mana burst breaking everything), physical strength, and possibly equalise the weapons--and depending on who it is, then it's still only even when reduced to a pure contest of skill.

Top Servants are dangerous regardless of how they come out. External factors like trickery or some overall strategy need to come in.