Before I go to bed (work nights so sleep during the day) I figure I'll post the section: Not sure how happy I am with it though.
1.1 Eventful meetings
It was a small act, picking up that blue stone. In a sense it was captivating and dazzling, and when he had looked it up online, he had trouble finding any other stone quite like it.
In short, the simple stone was better by far to Jin Waotaka than the garbage he had to take care of at work.
The Uminari museum of Legends and Mysteries, in his eyes was truly fraudulent. He might keep the place clean, but that was his job, not out of any particular respect for the place. It did a decent enough job of educating people on folk lore, but it museum pieces really were audacious.
Sasaki's sword, Monohoshi Zao. Some shavings of Orochi's skin as well as one of its fangs. A fragment of the Sessho-seki. The insanity of actually claiming to possess these things was ludicrous.
As he swept the floor he came towards perhaps the greatest insult. A box, sealed, claiming to contain Ibaraki-doji's arm. For all he knew it could be empty and no one would be the wiser.
A few blocks away at the same time a girl in a black outfit that wouldn't look out of place in a cosplay, holding a silver staff whose end formed a black axe head with a yellow gem in the middle"Its a bit rough, but I am going to shower the area with magical power and force it to execute"
She mustn't disappoint her mother after all. If it was the last thing she would do, she would see her mother smile once more.
Yet her familiar interrupted her, "Hey, hold on! I'll do that"
Within Jin's pocket the Jewel Seed awoke. Upon seeing a rock begin to glow with power he knew not, he did what any sane man would do, he threw it away and ran. That it hit the box with Ibaraki doji's arm was merely a coincidence.
It awoke, it has been a long time since its last use, the thick magic in the air fed it but it required more. The seals on the box next to it sufficed for a short boost, however what was within was the real prize.
A mere hand should not contain magical power when removed from the body for centuries but this one did. Moreover as organic matter it was a suitable host.
It thrummed raising to yet greater heights, sorting through an algorithm to determine which function it would attempt to execute. The arm was dead so empowerment of host was impossible. It required resonance for a proper cascade of jewel seeds to tear a permanent and safe bridge through imaginary space to a parallel world. However a temporary tug, to bring an alternate originator of the arm was possible with this power. Not safe, but it was the only task it could properly execute.
And so it pulled through the cascade of realities at the first being who appeared to meet the requirement. Success was met.
However this arm was not quiet theirs, it didn't match completely.
Attempt at parallel synchronization processing
...Failure
You are Kasen Ibaraki, and the feeling of everything twisting around you is disorienting to the point where you almost spill your sake.
The sudden assault of pain in your right arm at the same moment could have been debilitating but with an effort of will you easily suppress it.
Wait.
Right arm?
For a moment, as you see your right arm has flesh once more, joy feels you.
However shortly after it is followed by far greater anger.
It is not your arm. Some being dare place another arm in place of your own. Your desire to kill and tear down all in your path; to bring grim justice on those who wronged you rises.
With a force of will you repress the desire, you are not ever going back to who you once were.
however, while fighting to repress your rage, you make no notice of a brown hair girl in white entering the room
You shift your box of one hundred medicines to your left hand as black smoke starts to permeate from your right arm, and in short order it begins to rot and falls off. That is alright, it is not yours. Never yours.
Before you can reform your bandages into the shape of an arm once more, blue light begins to dance within the smoke, greedily drinking its power, as a blue stone starts to glow.
.
The world shakes in response to the stone, concerning, but what moves you far more at the moment is the fact that it probably has something to do with that fake arm.
You focus your will against its own, and, perhaps predictably since it is currently in a nexus of your power, it calms, potential disaster averted.
With your left hand you pick up the stone as bandages form around your right.
You remind yourself to stay calm. The path of the Hermit isn't in anger. With a deep breathe you calm down, take a sip of sake, and start to analyze your surroundings.
The paintings on the walls were all of various legends, plaques adorning them, noting their origin. On the ground is a sealed box whose lid claims to have contained your arm. Yet it was obviously another fake. Which meant that the various artifacts of youkai and heroes in the room are also fake, and only for display. Is this a museum?
However much more importantly you see a girl, who looks to be at the physical age of between eight and ten stare at you in wide-eyed horror. Not that physical appearance necessarily matters. You ponder for a moment, if she was the one who called you here, a magician youkai trying to force you to become her familiar perhaps? You can sense the obviously magical nature of the outfit she is wearing and her staff seems to fit the image of one though it was... odd. Yet you discard her as the cause, or at least intentionally the cause, horror instead of triumph at the summoning made no sense. While unless you failed to properly bind that which you summon. In which case standing in horror made no sense, and the proper response was running for your life, or if you were stronger, destroying that which you conjured.
After a moment of you staring at her she seems to recover herself, and runs over to you.
"Are you ok, what happened to your arm, the jewel seed... are you alright?!" her voice cracks and her purple eyes starts to tear up. A mark in her favor that her first reaction once she recovers herself is concern.
[x] I'm fine
[x] it wasn't my arm
[x] explain how it wasn't your arm
-[x] How do you choose to explain?
[x]try to calm her down
[x] try to get her to explain the situation. She mentioned something about a Jewel Seed?
[x]freeze because you have no idea what to say to her that will make this situation make sense.
[x] explain that the box needed an arm and so you decided to provide one. (any attempt to use an option like that is automatically veto'd
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[x] write in
Also
[x] Remain in room for conversation
[x] leave room for conversation
and on the subject of arms:
[x] Destroy the fake
[x] Leave it on the ground
[x] Put it back in the box. No one will be the wiser. Might need to explain to Nanoha that it wasn't your arm.
[x] write in.
Author note: This is self edited shortly after I wrote it which is the worst way to edit things, so I do apologize if there are any mistakes.
To be honest I didn't quite intend originally intend for Nanoha to see your arm rot off... it just happened and I couldn't bring myself to delete it. It is a bit of a far step off of traditional Nanoha series (as injures are rarely large... Unless it is Nanoha force attempting to be "dark". Wait Force? Force doesn't exist. Never did. Don't know what I am talking about).
Keep in mind that Nanoha is at this time a nine year old girl. A nine year old girl that just walked in on a person whose arm rotted off before her eyes whilst Kasen showed no visible signs of pain. After which Kasen Sealed the Jewel seed on her own, and made a magical artificial arm. Visibly you looked annoyed at most, successfully repressing your rage. Horror and Confusion is abound here.
Also keep in mind that Kasen thinks Nanoha is a magician youkai, and probably doesn't realize that Nanoha is actually nine-years old.
On the other hand Kasen is not in a very good mood or calm, for hopefully understandable reasons.
If you were wondering what reason 4 roll was it was: if the number was even Nanoha was closer to you, Odd Fate was closer to you.
Take heart that at least Fate didn't have to witness that and beat herself over causing that to happen to you.
Don't think I caught Nanoha's voice. In part because I have a hard time imagining how a Nine year old Nanoha would react to seeing something like that. Might need to re-watch a few episodes of Nanoha again to get a better feel of the character. What a shame
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Cut off part of Fate's and Arf conversation in part because I don't want to have to have a long section with word for word dialogue from the show.
and yes I gave Jewel Seeds that functionality. Whether it has purpose besides as just a mechanism to bring you here... who knows ~
Thoughts, concerns?
