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So many people to talk too now >u< I wish I could converse with everyone, but Yang's cool, hoping Morgan joins in. Or the Nephele >u>


Meh, just do what I do. See who's best to bounce off your char/might lead to the most interactions and pick them. Though Ozzy's politness is adorable.
That and if anyone is near Teelfa, feel free to talk her ass up. Or yell at her. This also works.
Christ, this is moving way faster than I was expecting. Hopefully I can get the CS done by tonight.
Anyon




For most, being told to just skedaddle now that the situation was under control would be, well, fairly reasonable. Anyon, on the other hand, had one other thing on mind that most probably wouldn't worry too much. "Hold up one fucking second actually. She stood up once more before pointing down the hall where she and the others had come from to combat the giant wolf. Her face, despite her cussing, was surprisingly pleasant and casual. It was less angry and just more...questioning if anything. After all, there were important matters that these knights seemed to be forgetting and, at the very least, this masked on had good reason to forget it.

"There's a wolf down that hallway that's got a fucking icicle just like this one. That one was killed by yours truly, with assistance by the girl with the super strength over there." She said as she pointed over to the armored female knight, though they probably already knew who she meant when she said "super strength." Now she was pointing at the more freshly dead wolf corpse before them. "And this one...Okay, besides a few scratches and a fucked up eye, I can't say we assisted much with that, but you can't deny we still helped." Her arms crossed as she looked down at the masked man. It would be hard to say she was trying to intimidate him, but it was fairly obvious she wanted to let him and the rest know that she wanted what she felt she was owed.

"I wasn't born greedy, but I'm sure both you and I know we deserve at least a little bit of reward for helping when we really didn't need to do shit. Let alone actually doing damage to the bastards. I'm not expecting pounds of gold, but at least something." Maybe the fact that she was so used to mercenary work was why she was so money focused, but who cares? A warrior's efforts deserves a warrior's spoils, especially when they did it without even an ask being necessary.

@BrokenPromise@Zelosse
I'll probably regret doing this. But I've decided to give this RP an Official Discord.


You'll only regret when I finally start shitposting in it. So you'll at least have about 3 days of regretless sleep.
Alright, posted
Alesandro And Nagi...
Minazawa Adventure Is A Start!


It seemed that emptying out the luggage and setting everything up didn’t take nearly as long as they were figuring. The clothes were neatly put into the dressers or hung up nicely in the walk-in closet, though it was not too much of a walk-in. Alesandro let out a groan as finally hid the last part of the rifle safely in a little nook underneath the bed while Nagi simply floated by and examined all the clothes. There were quite a few fancy looking clothes and not really more casual outfits. She scratched her head as she floated back towards Alesandro, who simply let out a loud yawn as he looked outside. It seemed there was still some daylight hours, meaning that all the unpacking and hiding didn’t take all day like he predicted. Sometimes, it was good to be wrong…

“I guess we’re gonna start a lil bit before the clock, huh?” Nagi asked in a slightly annoyed tone. She let out a grumble as she sprawled out her limbs, her back and head arching back like she was the one doing the heavy lifting. She didn’t even look at Alesandro as she spoke again. “After more than half a day on a stupid flying machine, you think television or food would be the first thing on someone’s mind. Not more moving around.” He only took a quick glance at the floater as he made sure his pistol was loaded and on safety before hiding it safely away in a uniquely made “holster” on the inside of the back of his pants. With a few pat downs, it was near impossible to even tell it was there. “You’re right, but staying in there half a day also can make someone want to spread their legs a bit. Get the blood flowing, you know?” He said as he put a few tools and other essentials inside a gray gym bag. As he opened the door, he looked back towards nagi. “What better way to do it than seeing what Minazawa has to offer?” He jerked his head forward slightly. “Come on. It’ll be fun.” It's not like she had much choice. If she didn't go, the fool would probably get lost and just waste hours doing nothing. Nagi simply shrugged as she laid an elbow onto Alesandro’s shoulder. With a door closing firmly shut and a slight walk, the duo was off.

A few local murmurs usually spelt good news when you’re looking for something, especially trouble. A few people spoke of strange women appearing in shrines, spider people, or apparitions in schools, but all of those primarily were at night. There was still some hours left before those could get a more thorough look. It seemed that Alesandro and Nagi would need to settle for something...a tad bit more mundane. Currently, the only thing notable enough to take a look was talk of a lightning strike lightning strike in the middle of broad daylight. It didn’t sound terribly out of place, things like this have happened before and can be plainly explained, but it was the way people were talking and describing it that peaked interest. It’s probably nothing, but a look-see never hurts.

As the two turned around another corner, the arguing was the first and, probably only, notable sounds that he heard. He paused for a moment to look at what was going on. It seemed that a long-haired girl had crashed into some man wearing a scarf. More than likely, it was a misunderstanding or just people being too consumed in their electronics. Likely both. It’d probably be best to just leave them and continue on the path they had planned.

It would be if the person who gave them directions on where the lightning happened had been just a tiny bit clearer. Or, perhaps, if they weren’t the only people he’d seen in the past 5 minutes or so. Sometimes, life likes to have you go towards a bit of trouble, so what could the harm be?

Walking over as Nagi calmly sat her butt upon his shoulder, thankfully being spectral meant she didn’t way an ounce, he gave a quick wave. And as he was about to speak, Nagi naturally did a slight bit of assisting. Her eyes gave a slight glow as Alesandro spoke in Japanese, the language they’d hopefully both know. “Hello, there. Hate to be a bother, but do you happen to know the directions to where apparently there was a strike of lightning?”

@VitaVitaAR @Eisenhorn
So. Are we now three Light versus...how many Darks now? x) This idea of going poking them for reactions looks less and less appealing. :D


Meh, you'll be fine. After all, Dark magical girls don't kill.

They'll just end up severely, severely concussed and wedgied. And outnumbered.
Ahhh...Makes WAY more sense. Thanks ! :)


No problem, always here to help.
@TheWindel I'm always confused when your posts arises - and curious. They mention multiple characters, right? Do you guys build the posts together on the side to make one, fluid action text without having to wait for answers? I'm just so confused when I read it, and no matter how I look at it there was no posts from the people of some of the characters you write about between your last one and the one before. I'm a bit curious, is all.


We write the posts up in a collaborative document akin to Google Docs and then, when appropriate, Windel posts them up. If you read it carefully, you can tell that we all have sorta distinct writing styles and habits, so naw, we're just writing like we do in the IC, except with more lenience towards short posts.


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