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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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Kaguya-hime


Ah, maybe she shouldn't tease normal Masters so much, that one had gotten so flustered and run off... leaving her obviously distracted Servant behind. One who she could see, and confirmed in her own words, was the tongue-cut sparrow. One who was just so cute whilst identifying the moon princess. Such a strange little Servant... she'd love to take her home, like all the other oddities, but that would be highly inappropriate.

So she settled for patting the much smaller girl's head.

Of course, something about this Servant made her think of cooking, and if there was any Servant that would have some familiarity with food it would be the one that had run an inn... no matter how implausible it would be that a bird was running an inn. Another one of those things that would be interesting to look into, but unless it was being rebuilt in the city... nevertheless, given their position outside this restaurant.

"Would you recommend this restaurant's burgers, miss? You have the feeling of an expert."




Saotome Hana


"I can't run three miles! Are you trying to kill me!?" was the slacker's immediate response to that proclamation. Three miles... she didn't even have good clothing to exercise in, how was she supposed to do a three mile run? She'd collapse before even making it half a kilometre. Did Servants all forget the limits of an ordinary person? Just because she was a jumped-up magic battery didn't mean the rest of her was going to keep up! "And where are you even going!"

Berserker after all had shown no inclination to consider that maybe her Master couldn't start a three mile run from the middle of the ocean. Who knew with this girl if she would be expected to walk on water?
Uh, I hope someone goes before me. Please? xD


That was nice; it seemed that this Wisemon--whoever it was--had worked out that the strange group of students and creatures had nothing to do with the theft of its books and wanted to show them off. That was great and all but... she didn't really care all that much about going and looking at a book; that sounded too much like the detention they'd just gotten out of. Finding out why the baker girl was calling herself a queen or what Mr. Panic's problem over there was... those seemed far more interesting. Though Aoi shrugged, continuing to look Wisemon up and down in an eerily similar manner to how the digimon had judged her in the first place.

"So... what's it like being a magic librarian? Do you get a lot of visitors? I guess you don't do much lending, because I'd slap something to teleport books back whenever they're late rather than chase them... that's too much work," the white-haired schoolgirl said, trying to strike up a conversation with Wisemon.

"M-Miss Aoi! Is this really the time...?" the Sistermon asked, looking between her and Wisemon with a worried expression. She wasn't afraid of having to fight the demonic librarian... well, she wasn't afraid of losing, the fight itself seemed simultaneously exciting but terrifying. Had she the information to make a comparison, Silvia would probably have been thinking of rollercoasters. And the girl she had looked up to so much... it was becoming obvious that she was quite the sinner, if the skimpy outfit and professed laziness were any indication.

"Yeah? When else am I going to get to talk to this guy?"
I'll get a post up tomorrow.

Nobody wait on it or anything. xD
Things are happening.
Jack the Ripper


The trip to the shop had been surprisingly fun! She wasn't used to puppies, but it was nice how happy the pet had been to be getting some attention. And it hadn't bit or done anything aggressive towards her Master, so there was no need to slice it open. She could have done that anyway, but Mother didn't want her to do things like that unless there was a good reason for it...

In the shop, and set loose to pick her own clothing, Jack began the very important search for clothes that would match. It needed to be something like a suit, but it was unlikely there was going to be any sort of suit in a children's store... and it also had to avoid tight sleeves or legs. What if she needed to fight?

Of course, between being Assassin and being small, this also meant there was now an easily lost and undetectable child... somewhere around.
Kaguya-hime


"I..." Kaguya trailed off, looking at the cute Servant on top of the hat. Seduce her and her... attendant? How could she be accused of seducing anyone just by being beautiful? The only way that made sense was if this Servant was also a bird and influenced by the Impossible Requests. That raised a lot of questions about how exactly a bird was looking so human to begin with--but less when you considered such thing as magecraft and youkai--and if this was a talking bird with a lisp...

"I have no intent to seduce you, I promise; I just cannot help but fascinate birds no matter what I try," the Caster stated, suddenly holding a pretty seashell between her fingers for just a moment--but also pretty much staring at Benienma's mouth out of curiosity. Though her eyes did flicker briefly over to Hakuno, "Your bird is a remarkably cute one. You are too."




Saotome Hana


Really, Berserker would just have to live with the disappointment, her idea of a light training regime sounded like the start of a torture session from Hana's perspective. She was just going to stay here, enjoy the rest of her cooking show, and then consider whether it was worth watching more or swapping over to something else. There was a special on desserts on some other channel, if the unwilling Master could remember the schedule--

Being hoisted up by a pretty girl like this was nice, Hana thought, but she really didn't want to be carried around like a sack of potatoes! Her clothing was entirely inappropriate for exercise, and there'd be so much bouncing that it'd be horrible! Unfortunately, she wasn't really able to vocalise all her complaints properly: "I'm already thinking about all the fun I'm missing!"
@PsyBlade If so I will just have to assume that Buck has the situational awareness of a toddler going forward.


"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?"


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.






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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