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Oh, since I completely skipped over asking this earlier, how are we proposing to get to know her? What do we want to know about her, and what are we willing to reciprocate?
Confringentur, Mk.2; a Madoka Magica / Fate/Stay Night crossover
- Thread starter SVS
- Start date
- Crossover
Plan The Power of Friendship
WanderingTwix
Posting something good once in a full moon
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- United Kingdom
[x] The Big E
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Done. Homura will reciprocate honestly, presumably, assuming Kirika doesn't trip any classified Homuinformation. Kirika will probably have her own questions for Homura, so don't feel the need to stick to the topics in the vote exactly.
Day 33 Chapter 15
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[X] Plan The Power of Friendship (part 1)
"You aren't dreaming; you're just drunk."
The train ride back to Mitakihara is much the same as the train ride to Hakone; save for one major difference, you notice. Whereas before, Kure MInako merely sat beside Archer, now in her drunken stupor - and that Archer and Lancer managed to get her from the beach house to the train station is a miracle all its own - she has decided that his lap makes a better cushion than the seat of the train car. "And why the heck are you sitting in my lap in the first place?"
In the face of this scene, Madoka has been far too beet-faced to speak to you for the entire train ride, but the occasional cursory glance around the car reveals that the others have been much luckier in that regard. Sayaka and Kyouko are talking to one another again, and Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika have actually managed to refrain from locking lips for the majority of the train ride.
"You know," you say to Archer, finally giving voice to a sentiment that's been building in your mind for some time now. "You don't need to refer to me as 'master' anymore. I..." Well, you never said it would be easy giving voice to that sentiment. "... I"m not really sure how to say this, but I... I guess somewhere along the way I must have ended up seeing you as something of a father-figure."
"Oh?" While you're sure Archer appreciates the distraction from his drunken admirer, you aren't sure how he feels about what you've just told him, based on his response. "And what about your real parents?"
"Well, I... That was something I was concerned about, whether I would be disrespecting their memory if I though of you as a parental substitute in their absence. I... They'll always be my real parents, but... After so long, I don't really have that many memories left of them to disrespect. I'm confident, though, that they would approve of the job you've done taking care of me, so... Well, I'd be glad to have you as a father, if you'd have me as your daughter."
Dear gods above, that sounded awful. It sounded like you were proposing to Archer, but instead of marriage, you're asking him to take you as his child. What fi he says no? You'll have have embarrassed yourself for nothing; but what if he says yes? What will happen to your family name if Archer says yes? Will you still be Akemi Homura? Emiya Homura? Would he become Akemi Archer? You don't know, and not knowing something has always been terrifying to you.
"While I appreciate the sentiment, at the moment I'm not in any sort of position to legally accept you as my daughter." You should have figured that; now you've just made a fool of yourself. "Kind of hard to do that when you're a spirit who doesn't have a family register. However, in the meantime I'd be more than happy to have you as my daughter, and if we make it out of this in one piece I'll do my best to figure out a way to make it official."
A father... In a strictly calendar sense, it's only been a year since you lost both of your parents; but in terms of the life you've lived it's felt like forever; but now... "I... Thank you... Uh... Should I still call you Archer? Or would 'dad' be better?"
"Archer is fine. I rarely called my father that; I see no reason to break with tradition now."
Giving your girlfriend a kiss on the cheek, you excuse yourself, saying "I'll be right back, Madoka. I just need to talk with the others about some things before we get back."
"O-okay, Homura-chan," Madoka manages to stammer out, smiling for you as you head out in the direction of the second cluster of seats where Tomoe-san is now sitting.
"... and that's why Kevin Bacon's better in Tremors than in Footloose," you hear Kyouko saying as you approach; instantly you wonder just what kind of conversation you've walked into. Sensing your presence, the redhead looks up from her conversation and addresses you "Oh, 'sup Spooky? Ya need something?" in a manner that is anything but characteristically Kyouko.
"Actually, I was hoping to speak with Tomoe-san," you say. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything between the four of you, though."
"Oh, that's quite alright, Akemi-san," Tomoe-san says, 'psh'ing your concerns about your intrusions away the way only she can. "What did you want to speak with me about?"
"Well, I've been thinking about-" romance; it's not hard to when Archer has a drunk woman who desperately wants to be his sitting on his lap for the entire train ride. "-what you said over dinner, and what you told Madoka and I the other night; about your fears that you'll be forced to put your duties before a relationship." Tomoe-san nods; it's easy to see from her face that she wishes it weren't so, but that's the way she perceives her world to be. "I just want to remind you that you aren't alone anymore." Even though she must have known it on an intellectual level, hearing you say those words to her brings Tomoe-san almost to tears. "You've got four teammates now, all of whom would be willing to cover for you if you ever needed to be a little selfish for a night."
Tomoe-san wipes her eyes clear, but you catch them darting to Kyouko as she says "But... The last time I tried to be selfish, I only held us all up from dealing with Assassin, and then-"
"-None of us knew the danger that Assassin posed until it was too late." You look to Kyouko; she's still upset over what Assassin did to her adopted younger sister, but she also knows that nobody knew of Assassin's existence until after Chitose Yuma was already dead. "Kyouko, if Tomoe-san needed a night just for herself, you'd help me cover for her, right?"
"Sure. I mean, she's given me a place ta stay; least I can do ta repay her's give her a night off if she needs it."
"And-" you turn your head over to the next cluster of seats, asking Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika; thankfully, the two are still not passing the time by kissing. "-would the two of you also be willing to help us cover for Tomoe-san, if she ever needed a night to herself?"
The two nod, with Mikuni Oriko says "Of course. Tomoe-san has been so kind to us both; I can't imagine not returning that kindness if she ever needed us to."
Tomoe-san smiles as the proof that she isn't alone any longer piles up, one teammates after another. "Thank you, all," she says. "I... I suppose I should give some thought as to whether or not I can reciprocate Kasuga-san's feelings for me." Oh; Mochizumi-san isn't going to like that. "He's had feelings for me since we were sixth years, you know? I feel bad about having ignored him all this time, but I was never sure whether I liked him back or not; and even if I did, I always believed it wouldn't be worth it if I'd have to put being a puella magi before our relationship; but now..."
Well, you can leave the three of them to sort their feelings out on their own; and if Mochizumi-san can't learn to speak up for herself, then she'll have to learn to deal with the consequences. Just like you've seen Sayaka fail to learn time and time again. But at least Mochizumi-san isn't a puella magi; that's comforting enough for you to let those thoughts leave your head as you move over to the next cluster of seats, and ask of Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika "Do you mind if I join you for a while?"
"Of course; that's no problem at all, Akemi-san," Mikuni Oriko says, motioning for you to take the seat beside Lancer, whose current occupant has found a much more comfortable seat than this. "Isn't that right, dearest?"
"Yeah, sure, go ahead." Kure Kirika's welcome isn't as warm as the one given to you by her lover, but at least she's willing to let you join. Good; because she's the one you actually want to speak with the most. "But blame yourself if you get jealous watching us kiss."
"Actually, I was hoping I could-" Don't make a big deal out of this, Homura; it's nothing special; just that your dad and her mom might end up being romantically involved, leaving you and Kure Kirika step-sisters. "-get to know you a bit better," you manage to say to Kure Kirika, to the surprise of both her and MIkuni Oriko. "I... I realize that I've been rather dismissive of you in the past, despite my admonishing of you for being dismissive of me, but I'd like to rectify that and get to know the person-" who could very well end up being your step-sister before this loop is over. "-you are when I'm not looking."
"I'm... Kinda surprised by this, to be honest," Kure Kirika says once she's regained her composition. "I mean, you don't usually come looking to talk to me, outside of..." Her eyes dart over to where Archer and her mother are seated; that's when you see the realization kick in in her amber eyes. "Oh; I get it." She nods her head, saying "Yeah, I guess we'd better get to know each other then." Puffing up her chest, Kure Kirika wipes away the weirdness she expressed to feeling earlier this morning about the prospect of her Archer and her mother getting together, and replaces it with confidence as she asks "So, what do you want to know?"
"Just... About you, I guess," you say, not really sure where to take this. "You know, what sort of things do you like?" Outside of Mikuni Oriko, obviously. "I recall you saying awhile ago that you liked dancing and older anime; and over dinner you talked about getting Mikuni Oriko to try playing games on your Wii; so maybe you could start by telling me what some of your favourites are?"
"Well, there's really two kinds of anime I like- Stuff that's kind of a mix between action and comedy, like City Hunter or Lupin III, and stuff that's... Uh... You know..." Kure Kirika leans over, crossing the gap between her seat and yours to whisper in your ear "Girl-on-girl." Your cheeks go red, and you recall the jab Kyouko made at Kure Kirika's taste in manga in the bookstore two days ago. "... Maybe ya just like looking at the parts where two girls do it?" "I've got all of Kannazuki no Miko and all the Iczer series, and mangas ranging from sexy to sweet and everything in between. You ever want to check something out, just let me know, 'kay?"
You aren't sure whether to take Kure Kirika up on her offer, or to respectfully pass; instead, you tell her the truth. "I never watched much anime growing up, so I guess I wouldn't know if that's a genre I'd like... I guess the same applies to videogames, really. I know a few names, like Nintendo, Mario, and Pokemon, but was always more into reading growing up. Sayaka got me a DS and a copy of the newest Pokemon game, but-" they've been sitting in your room, untouched, since she gave them to you. "-with everything that's gone on, I haven't had the chance to give them a try. I heard you say you had a Pokemon game for your Wii; is the series any good?"
"Eh, Battle Revolution isn't exactly like the handhelds, from what I've heard. The battle mechanics are... Similar, I guess? I hear it's a lot better if you've got compatible handheld games, but it's alright. I'm really more into Nintendo's other stuff, like Zelda and Metroid."
"I have no idea what either of those are," you answer truthfully.
"Oh, then you've got to come over and give them a try sometime... I mean, if you want to, that is. I know it's not 'official team business,'-" words which she puts in exaggerated air-quotes, "-so you don't have to come over if you don't want to, but if you did I promise it'd be a lot of fun."
You sure are popular this timeline. Madoka wants to spend time with you. Sayaka and Hitomi have both offered to hang out with you at various points and for various reasons, and now even Kure Kirika is extending an invitation to you. This timeline is unprecedented in its strangeness. You aren't sure you can give her an answer right now, when of all the people you've offered to spend time with, you have yet to do so for any but Madoka; and even then not enough time to satisfy either you or she. "Maybe once this is all over," you say instead, hoping your cop-out response is accepted. When it is, you move on, asking "And speaking of once this is all over, have you ever given any thought to what you want to be when you grow up?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Kure Kirika asks, wrapping her arms around Mikuni Oriko and giving her her first kiss since the two got on the train. "I want to be Oriko's wife! I know we've got pretty limited lifespans, so I've never given any thought to being anything but Oriko's wife."
"Not even before you made your contract?"
"Maybe, but I can't really remember much about myself from before I made my contract. So if there was something I wanted to be back then, I don't remember. What about you?" she asks, her amber eyes bouncing slyly from you, to Madoka, and back to you? "You thinking maybe you want to be Pinkie's wife?"
"That's a given; but outside of that I don't really know what I'd like to be when I grow up." As a child, you never had any reason to have hope for the future; and as you are now, you've been too busy being trapped in the same repeating cycle to make hoping for the future worthwhile; but now... "Madoka's mother offered me a position at her realty firm once I graduate high school, if I decide that's something I want to do; but right now I feel like it's too early to decide."
"Realty, huh? You know, my mom does office work for a big realty firm for her day shift. She never really talks much about what it' slike working there, but she's said that her boss is nice enough. I mean... I guess maybe I could see you working in realty. You've got that kind of professional, 'do what I want you to do' attitude that really seems to go a long way for bigshot sales people, so who knows? Maybe you'd be really good at it."
"Maybe..." Still, thinking about future job prospects is still a ways away; for right now, maybe thinking about something small in scale would be better. "This is your last year of junior high, right? Where are you thinking of going for high school; and are you thinking of joining any clubs once you've started high school?"
"I want to go to the same high school as Oriko." Of course that would be her response. You shouldn't have expected anything less from Kure Kirika. "I need to bring my grades up by a lot, though, and I need to do good on my entrance exam... And I need to make sure mom can afford to send me there if I can get in..." Just as the look on her face makes you think she's about to relapse into the negative mood from earlier, Kure Kirika smiles, proudly saying "But I'm sure it'll all work out. I'd rather die than fail Oriko, even if it's just about getting into the same high school."
"Dearest, don't talk like that," Mikuni Oriko says; she's been quiet so far, letting you get acquainted with the girl who might become your step-sister, but thankfully she decides to speak up at her lover's self-destructive talk. "We'll still be together even if you aren't able to go to the same high school as me, so I don't want to hear you talking like that. You dying would disappoint me far more than you not getting into the same high school as me."
"Sorry," Kure Kirika says to Mikuni Oriko, hugging her lover as a way of offering her apology. "I'll try not to talk like that in the future."
"You aren't dreaming; you're just drunk."
The train ride back to Mitakihara is much the same as the train ride to Hakone; save for one major difference, you notice. Whereas before, Kure MInako merely sat beside Archer, now in her drunken stupor - and that Archer and Lancer managed to get her from the beach house to the train station is a miracle all its own - she has decided that his lap makes a better cushion than the seat of the train car. "And why the heck are you sitting in my lap in the first place?"
In the face of this scene, Madoka has been far too beet-faced to speak to you for the entire train ride, but the occasional cursory glance around the car reveals that the others have been much luckier in that regard. Sayaka and Kyouko are talking to one another again, and Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika have actually managed to refrain from locking lips for the majority of the train ride.
"You know," you say to Archer, finally giving voice to a sentiment that's been building in your mind for some time now. "You don't need to refer to me as 'master' anymore. I..." Well, you never said it would be easy giving voice to that sentiment. "... I"m not really sure how to say this, but I... I guess somewhere along the way I must have ended up seeing you as something of a father-figure."
"Oh?" While you're sure Archer appreciates the distraction from his drunken admirer, you aren't sure how he feels about what you've just told him, based on his response. "And what about your real parents?"
"Well, I... That was something I was concerned about, whether I would be disrespecting their memory if I though of you as a parental substitute in their absence. I... They'll always be my real parents, but... After so long, I don't really have that many memories left of them to disrespect. I'm confident, though, that they would approve of the job you've done taking care of me, so... Well, I'd be glad to have you as a father, if you'd have me as your daughter."
Dear gods above, that sounded awful. It sounded like you were proposing to Archer, but instead of marriage, you're asking him to take you as his child. What fi he says no? You'll have have embarrassed yourself for nothing; but what if he says yes? What will happen to your family name if Archer says yes? Will you still be Akemi Homura? Emiya Homura? Would he become Akemi Archer? You don't know, and not knowing something has always been terrifying to you.
"While I appreciate the sentiment, at the moment I'm not in any sort of position to legally accept you as my daughter." You should have figured that; now you've just made a fool of yourself. "Kind of hard to do that when you're a spirit who doesn't have a family register. However, in the meantime I'd be more than happy to have you as my daughter, and if we make it out of this in one piece I'll do my best to figure out a way to make it official."
A father... In a strictly calendar sense, it's only been a year since you lost both of your parents; but in terms of the life you've lived it's felt like forever; but now... "I... Thank you... Uh... Should I still call you Archer? Or would 'dad' be better?"
"Archer is fine. I rarely called my father that; I see no reason to break with tradition now."
Giving your girlfriend a kiss on the cheek, you excuse yourself, saying "I'll be right back, Madoka. I just need to talk with the others about some things before we get back."
"O-okay, Homura-chan," Madoka manages to stammer out, smiling for you as you head out in the direction of the second cluster of seats where Tomoe-san is now sitting.
"... and that's why Kevin Bacon's better in Tremors than in Footloose," you hear Kyouko saying as you approach; instantly you wonder just what kind of conversation you've walked into. Sensing your presence, the redhead looks up from her conversation and addresses you "Oh, 'sup Spooky? Ya need something?" in a manner that is anything but characteristically Kyouko.
"Actually, I was hoping to speak with Tomoe-san," you say. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything between the four of you, though."
"Oh, that's quite alright, Akemi-san," Tomoe-san says, 'psh'ing your concerns about your intrusions away the way only she can. "What did you want to speak with me about?"
"Well, I've been thinking about-" romance; it's not hard to when Archer has a drunk woman who desperately wants to be his sitting on his lap for the entire train ride. "-what you said over dinner, and what you told Madoka and I the other night; about your fears that you'll be forced to put your duties before a relationship." Tomoe-san nods; it's easy to see from her face that she wishes it weren't so, but that's the way she perceives her world to be. "I just want to remind you that you aren't alone anymore." Even though she must have known it on an intellectual level, hearing you say those words to her brings Tomoe-san almost to tears. "You've got four teammates now, all of whom would be willing to cover for you if you ever needed to be a little selfish for a night."
Tomoe-san wipes her eyes clear, but you catch them darting to Kyouko as she says "But... The last time I tried to be selfish, I only held us all up from dealing with Assassin, and then-"
"-None of us knew the danger that Assassin posed until it was too late." You look to Kyouko; she's still upset over what Assassin did to her adopted younger sister, but she also knows that nobody knew of Assassin's existence until after Chitose Yuma was already dead. "Kyouko, if Tomoe-san needed a night just for herself, you'd help me cover for her, right?"
"Sure. I mean, she's given me a place ta stay; least I can do ta repay her's give her a night off if she needs it."
"And-" you turn your head over to the next cluster of seats, asking Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika; thankfully, the two are still not passing the time by kissing. "-would the two of you also be willing to help us cover for Tomoe-san, if she ever needed a night to herself?"
The two nod, with Mikuni Oriko says "Of course. Tomoe-san has been so kind to us both; I can't imagine not returning that kindness if she ever needed us to."
Tomoe-san smiles as the proof that she isn't alone any longer piles up, one teammates after another. "Thank you, all," she says. "I... I suppose I should give some thought as to whether or not I can reciprocate Kasuga-san's feelings for me." Oh; Mochizumi-san isn't going to like that. "He's had feelings for me since we were sixth years, you know? I feel bad about having ignored him all this time, but I was never sure whether I liked him back or not; and even if I did, I always believed it wouldn't be worth it if I'd have to put being a puella magi before our relationship; but now..."
Well, you can leave the three of them to sort their feelings out on their own; and if Mochizumi-san can't learn to speak up for herself, then she'll have to learn to deal with the consequences. Just like you've seen Sayaka fail to learn time and time again. But at least Mochizumi-san isn't a puella magi; that's comforting enough for you to let those thoughts leave your head as you move over to the next cluster of seats, and ask of Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika "Do you mind if I join you for a while?"
"Of course; that's no problem at all, Akemi-san," Mikuni Oriko says, motioning for you to take the seat beside Lancer, whose current occupant has found a much more comfortable seat than this. "Isn't that right, dearest?"
"Yeah, sure, go ahead." Kure Kirika's welcome isn't as warm as the one given to you by her lover, but at least she's willing to let you join. Good; because she's the one you actually want to speak with the most. "But blame yourself if you get jealous watching us kiss."
"Actually, I was hoping I could-" Don't make a big deal out of this, Homura; it's nothing special; just that your dad and her mom might end up being romantically involved, leaving you and Kure Kirika step-sisters. "-get to know you a bit better," you manage to say to Kure Kirika, to the surprise of both her and MIkuni Oriko. "I... I realize that I've been rather dismissive of you in the past, despite my admonishing of you for being dismissive of me, but I'd like to rectify that and get to know the person-" who could very well end up being your step-sister before this loop is over. "-you are when I'm not looking."
"I'm... Kinda surprised by this, to be honest," Kure Kirika says once she's regained her composition. "I mean, you don't usually come looking to talk to me, outside of..." Her eyes dart over to where Archer and her mother are seated; that's when you see the realization kick in in her amber eyes. "Oh; I get it." She nods her head, saying "Yeah, I guess we'd better get to know each other then." Puffing up her chest, Kure Kirika wipes away the weirdness she expressed to feeling earlier this morning about the prospect of her Archer and her mother getting together, and replaces it with confidence as she asks "So, what do you want to know?"
"Just... About you, I guess," you say, not really sure where to take this. "You know, what sort of things do you like?" Outside of Mikuni Oriko, obviously. "I recall you saying awhile ago that you liked dancing and older anime; and over dinner you talked about getting Mikuni Oriko to try playing games on your Wii; so maybe you could start by telling me what some of your favourites are?"
"Well, there's really two kinds of anime I like- Stuff that's kind of a mix between action and comedy, like City Hunter or Lupin III, and stuff that's... Uh... You know..." Kure Kirika leans over, crossing the gap between her seat and yours to whisper in your ear "Girl-on-girl." Your cheeks go red, and you recall the jab Kyouko made at Kure Kirika's taste in manga in the bookstore two days ago. "... Maybe ya just like looking at the parts where two girls do it?" "I've got all of Kannazuki no Miko and all the Iczer series, and mangas ranging from sexy to sweet and everything in between. You ever want to check something out, just let me know, 'kay?"
You aren't sure whether to take Kure Kirika up on her offer, or to respectfully pass; instead, you tell her the truth. "I never watched much anime growing up, so I guess I wouldn't know if that's a genre I'd like... I guess the same applies to videogames, really. I know a few names, like Nintendo, Mario, and Pokemon, but was always more into reading growing up. Sayaka got me a DS and a copy of the newest Pokemon game, but-" they've been sitting in your room, untouched, since she gave them to you. "-with everything that's gone on, I haven't had the chance to give them a try. I heard you say you had a Pokemon game for your Wii; is the series any good?"
"Eh, Battle Revolution isn't exactly like the handhelds, from what I've heard. The battle mechanics are... Similar, I guess? I hear it's a lot better if you've got compatible handheld games, but it's alright. I'm really more into Nintendo's other stuff, like Zelda and Metroid."
"I have no idea what either of those are," you answer truthfully.
"Oh, then you've got to come over and give them a try sometime... I mean, if you want to, that is. I know it's not 'official team business,'-" words which she puts in exaggerated air-quotes, "-so you don't have to come over if you don't want to, but if you did I promise it'd be a lot of fun."
You sure are popular this timeline. Madoka wants to spend time with you. Sayaka and Hitomi have both offered to hang out with you at various points and for various reasons, and now even Kure Kirika is extending an invitation to you. This timeline is unprecedented in its strangeness. You aren't sure you can give her an answer right now, when of all the people you've offered to spend time with, you have yet to do so for any but Madoka; and even then not enough time to satisfy either you or she. "Maybe once this is all over," you say instead, hoping your cop-out response is accepted. When it is, you move on, asking "And speaking of once this is all over, have you ever given any thought to what you want to be when you grow up?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Kure Kirika asks, wrapping her arms around Mikuni Oriko and giving her her first kiss since the two got on the train. "I want to be Oriko's wife! I know we've got pretty limited lifespans, so I've never given any thought to being anything but Oriko's wife."
"Not even before you made your contract?"
"Maybe, but I can't really remember much about myself from before I made my contract. So if there was something I wanted to be back then, I don't remember. What about you?" she asks, her amber eyes bouncing slyly from you, to Madoka, and back to you? "You thinking maybe you want to be Pinkie's wife?"
"That's a given; but outside of that I don't really know what I'd like to be when I grow up." As a child, you never had any reason to have hope for the future; and as you are now, you've been too busy being trapped in the same repeating cycle to make hoping for the future worthwhile; but now... "Madoka's mother offered me a position at her realty firm once I graduate high school, if I decide that's something I want to do; but right now I feel like it's too early to decide."
"Realty, huh? You know, my mom does office work for a big realty firm for her day shift. She never really talks much about what it' slike working there, but she's said that her boss is nice enough. I mean... I guess maybe I could see you working in realty. You've got that kind of professional, 'do what I want you to do' attitude that really seems to go a long way for bigshot sales people, so who knows? Maybe you'd be really good at it."
"Maybe..." Still, thinking about future job prospects is still a ways away; for right now, maybe thinking about something small in scale would be better. "This is your last year of junior high, right? Where are you thinking of going for high school; and are you thinking of joining any clubs once you've started high school?"
"I want to go to the same high school as Oriko." Of course that would be her response. You shouldn't have expected anything less from Kure Kirika. "I need to bring my grades up by a lot, though, and I need to do good on my entrance exam... And I need to make sure mom can afford to send me there if I can get in..." Just as the look on her face makes you think she's about to relapse into the negative mood from earlier, Kure Kirika smiles, proudly saying "But I'm sure it'll all work out. I'd rather die than fail Oriko, even if it's just about getting into the same high school."
"Dearest, don't talk like that," Mikuni Oriko says; she's been quiet so far, letting you get acquainted with the girl who might become your step-sister, but thankfully she decides to speak up at her lover's self-destructive talk. "We'll still be together even if you aren't able to go to the same high school as me, so I don't want to hear you talking like that. You dying would disappoint me far more than you not getting into the same high school as me."
"Sorry," Kure Kirika says to Mikuni Oriko, hugging her lover as a way of offering her apology. "I'll try not to talk like that in the future."
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Archer's part of the vote, as well as what both of them do once the train arrives in Mitakihara, will be arriving either later tonight, tomorrow, and/or Monday. Either way, you guys can expect two more posts worth of content before you need to vote; but don't let that stop you from talking and staying engaged all the same.
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Notice how it's "talk like" and not "think like". Poor Kirika, she got mind-whammied and there's no going back unless they decide to, for some reason, convince a girl to contract and wish for Kirika's personality to be restored. There's probably no opportunity for Kirika to get an eternity long therapy session with Alaya like Archer did, either.
Now that I think about it, Caster probably has something that could help restore Kirika's original personality, but then again Caster has a lot of useful things.
Day 33 Chapter 16
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[X] Plan The Power of Friendship (part 2)
"I... Must be dreaming... To have a guy like you in my life..."
"You aren't dreaming," you say to Kure Minako, after she half-mumbles something to you in her drunken stupor; you aren't entirely sure about what, though. You were only putting as much effort into paying attention as she was to making her words coherent. "You're just drunk."
So far, the train ride back to Mitakihara has been much the same as the ride to Hakone. Well, if you can count Kure Minako's change of seating arrangements between rides to be 'much the same'. Your legs have long since lost sensation, but at least you can sympathize with the guy from her first shift who's always staring at her butt; it is a nice butt, all things considered; firm, shapely, it's a butt that reminds you of another butt you once found attractive in your younger days. You just wish her method of getting you acquainted with it it wasn't to sit on your lap for a several-hour train ride. "And why the heck are you sitting in my lap in the first place?"
"Because... Your lap's better than the seat... Just let me stay here awhile..."
Getting this woman from the Mikuni cabin to the train was a task and a half; you hope the trip from the train station to her apartment will be easier; and that at no point does she throw up on you along the way. This is your best shirt. This is your only shirt.
"You know," you hear your master say to you; good, something to distract you from the drunken woman sitting in your lap. Not that you particularly mind the attention she pays to you, but you think you definitely prefer her sober over drunk. Though, in light of what she says next to you, "You don't need to refer to me as 'master' anymore. I..." Well, it looks like you'll have to think of some other way to refer to Homura as. "... I"m not really sure how to say this, but I... I guess somewhere along the way I must have ended up seeing you as something of a father-figure."
"Oh?" Homura's news doesn't come as a surprise to you; she's opened herself up a lot to you in this past month. You'd actually find it a little strange if she didn't think of you as her replacement-father in some capacity. But you can't let her think you've gone soft; you've got to give her what she's come to expect from you, and ask "And what about your real parents?"
"Well, I... That was something I was concerned about, whether I would be disrespecting their memory if I though of you as a parental substitute in their absence. I... They'll always be my real parents, but... After so long, I don't really have that many memories left of them to disrespect. I'm confident, though, that they would approve of the job you've done taking care of me, so... Well, I'd be glad to have you as a father, if you'd have me as your daughter."
Homura's really given this a lot of thought, it sounds like. "While I appreciate the sentiment, at the moment I'm not in any sort of position to legally accept you as my daughter," you say, recognizing the difficulties inherent to adopting her as your daughter without a family register. "Kind of hard to do that when you're a spirit who doesn't have a family register. However, in the meantime I'd be more than happy to have you as my daughter, and if we make it out of this in one piece I'll do my best to figure out a way to make it official."
"I... Thank you... Uh... Should I still call you Archer? Or would 'dad' be better?"
"Archer is fine," you reply, able to count on one hand the number of times you called Kiritsugu "father" versus the times you called him "old man". "I rarely called my father that; I see no reason to break with tradition now."
Breaking from her conversation with you, Homura gives her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek, sending the already-embarrassed girl into overdrive as she says "I'll be right back, Madoka. I just need to talk with the others about some things before we get back."
Madoka has been silent for pretty much the entire train ride back; embarrassed into silence by the presence of the woman sitting in your lap who can't stop drunkenly flirting with you. But at Homura's addressing of her, she manages to stammer out a shaky "O-okay, Homura-chan," smiling as Homura heads out in the direction of the second cluster of seats where a bunch of her other friends are sitting. Once again, that girl's gone and left you virtually alone in the den of a hungry lioness.
"Hey... When we get back to my place... D'ya wanna... You know... Do it? I'd be okay with it... If it's you..."
Oh gods above, she just shifted from 'drunken flirting' with you into 'full-on propositioning' you. This train ride can't be over soon enough.
Homura surprises you, spending much of the rest of the train ride talking with Kure Kirika instead of spending time with her girlfriend. You aren't actually sure whether to blame her or not; after all, you've been wishing for the entire train ride to get away from the drunken woman sitting in your lap; why would you hold it against her for wanting the same? On the other hand, she did leave her girlfriend alone with the drunken woman sitting in your lap, so maybe you can hold it against her just a little bit.
You look out the window as the train comes to a stop at the station, and you hear the voice of the conductor announcing the train's arrival at the Shirome station. That'll be where Mikuni and the daughter Kure get off; but before they can depart, you call Mikui over to you and ask her "You said Tohsaka would be in Mitakihara by tomorrow morning. Can you tell me where?"
"Of course," Mikuni responds. "She'll be arriving on the first train from Toyko. If you want to meet her, she'll be at the main station a little after seven." Having gotten your answer from her, you let Mikuni go with a "Thank you, I appreciate you going out of your way to look for me," and she calls out to the daughter Kure "Come along dearest."
"Actually, I was going to go on ahead and help Archer make sure my mom gets home safely."
You can't say you were expecting that, but it's a pleasant surprise all the same, knowing that the daughter is able to pull herself away from her lover in order to help make sure her mother gets home safely. Unfortunately, though equally as surprising, is Mikuni apparently not having it. "I'm sorry dearest, but I have to insist that you come with me. I... I have a very bad feeling about what will happen if you take the train home by yourself tonight."
"Come on, I'd just be walking my mom home and then taking the train back; what's the worst that could happen?"
Mikuni shoots the daughter Kure a very stern look, and she says "I understand your concern for your mother, Kirika, but I must insist that you come home with me. I'll tell you why when we get home; but until then-" Mikuni grabs the daughter Kure's hand, practically dragging her out of the train car as Lancer follows behind them. She must have seen something really bad happening, something that would place the daughter Kure in danger. You'll have to be on your guard walking the mother Kure home tonight to make sure it doesn't happen to her as well.
The train ride from the Shirome station to the Mitakihara northwest station takes only fifteen minutes or so, and with some help from Homura, you manage to get Kure Minako into her feet and walking. Don't forget yours and hers luggage on the way out. "Do you remember the way to your apartment from here?" you ask her, hoping that, if she's with it enough to walk, she'll be with it enough to give you directions back to her apartment. Otherwise, you might need to hop back on that train and take her home with you.
Fortunately, Kure Minako is with it enough to point you northeast along a well-lit street, saying "It's... Kinda that way... A bit. I'll tell you when to turn..." You lead the way, but burdened by two sets of luggage and a drunk woman you need to keep safe from some unknown danger, you move slowly. You listen as the drunken stagger of Kure Minako follows alongside you; until-
You hear her footsteps stop, followed by the sound of Kure Minako falling to her knees. In a flash you turn, fearing that she's tripped and hurt herself. She hasn't, thankfully, but from the intensity with which she's throwing up tonight's dinner she may find herself wishing she had. You lean down beside her, saying nothing as you hold her hair away from her face. When she's finished - correction, now, she's finished - you crouch down as far as you can do, saying to her "Here, get on. I'll carry you the rest of the way."
Silently, Kure Minako climbs up onto your back, holding on tightly as several long strands of dark-chocolate hair fall across your face. You blow them away, and grab for both of your luggages, one in each hand; and it's like this that the two of you walk, the silence interrupted only when "Why are you so nice to me..." you hear Kure Minako whisper in your ear.
"Because you're a good person who's in need of some help, and I'm in a position to offer you that help."
"So, if I were a bad person, you wouldn't be helping me?" Before you can say anything, Kure Minako continues with "I'm... Not as good a person... As you think... I... I made a lot of mistakes... I got knocked up by some idiot... Dropped out of school to raise the kid we had together... Disappointed my parents... Always working... Never have time for my daughter..."
"None of that is your fault," you say, stopping at the intersection and hoping for Kure Minako to keep pointing you in the direction that the street lights are going. So of course she doesn't. "Everyone makes mistakes. That doesn't mean you're a bad person. Trust me, I know what bad people are like-" Kotomine Kirei. Gilgamesh. Matou Zouken. And so many nameless villains that you've had to kill in the service of your immaterial 'employer'. "-and you're nothing like any of them.
Kure Minako remains silent for the rest of the trip, save for the occasional drunken grunt accompanying the point of her finger as she leads you deeper and deeper down the corridors of a Skid Row you didn't even expect a city like Mitakihara to have. Occasionally, you think you spot glimpses of people in the darkened far corners of the nighttime alleys; sex, drugs, senseless violence; whatever else the downtrodden poor of this city do to keep themselves alive. You didn't imagine that a woman who has to work three jobs to stay afloat would live in an upscale place like Homura or her friends, but neither had you imagined the absolute crap-hole she lived in, either.
Finally, you reach her apartment, a third-story hole in the wall of a four-story complex. The mother Kure stumbles on her feet as you set her down, and after patting her pockets to remember which one has her keys, she opens the door, kicking off her shoes as she enters. You follow after her, leaving both your shoes and your luggages at the foyer as the scent of poverty hits your nostrils.
The apartment is tiny, with peeling paint in a few places and an indistinct musty smell coming from the toilet. A television sits on the wall of the main room, opposite the kitchen and an ajar door leading to what looks to be a bedroom. You already passed a door that clearly belonged to her daughter, so this one must belong to the mother Kure. You look around the room, spotting a busted coffee maker sitting on a kitchen counter that's being used more as space to store photos of mother and daughter than for food prep. In fact, that seems to be what most of the space in this apartment is dedicated towards, photographs of either mother and daughter together, or just the daughter Kure. Not all of them are recent, too; they span all ages of Kure Kirika's life, from one clearly taken in a maternity ward as the then-seventeen-year-old mother cradles her newborn, to one that was probably taken just a few weeks ago, judging by the presence of a silver ring on both Mikuni and the daughter Kure's fingers.
Your look around the Kure apartment is cut short when a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist, and Kure Minako crashes her lips into yours. You taste beer and vomit on her breath, but in just as many seconds as it took to catch you off guard, Kure Minako has ended her kiss. "I... I wasn't kidding... About what I said earlier..." she says; her arms haven't left their place around your waist, and she looks up into your eyes as she says "You're... The first guy I've ever brought back here... I... I know I'm drunk right now... But... I wouldn't mind... If it was with you..."
Panic.
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"I... Must be dreaming... To have a guy like you in my life..."
"You aren't dreaming," you say to Kure Minako, after she half-mumbles something to you in her drunken stupor; you aren't entirely sure about what, though. You were only putting as much effort into paying attention as she was to making her words coherent. "You're just drunk."
So far, the train ride back to Mitakihara has been much the same as the ride to Hakone. Well, if you can count Kure Minako's change of seating arrangements between rides to be 'much the same'. Your legs have long since lost sensation, but at least you can sympathize with the guy from her first shift who's always staring at her butt; it is a nice butt, all things considered; firm, shapely, it's a butt that reminds you of another butt you once found attractive in your younger days. You just wish her method of getting you acquainted with it it wasn't to sit on your lap for a several-hour train ride. "And why the heck are you sitting in my lap in the first place?"
"Because... Your lap's better than the seat... Just let me stay here awhile..."
Getting this woman from the Mikuni cabin to the train was a task and a half; you hope the trip from the train station to her apartment will be easier; and that at no point does she throw up on you along the way. This is your best shirt. This is your only shirt.
"You know," you hear your master say to you; good, something to distract you from the drunken woman sitting in your lap. Not that you particularly mind the attention she pays to you, but you think you definitely prefer her sober over drunk. Though, in light of what she says next to you, "You don't need to refer to me as 'master' anymore. I..." Well, it looks like you'll have to think of some other way to refer to Homura as. "... I"m not really sure how to say this, but I... I guess somewhere along the way I must have ended up seeing you as something of a father-figure."
"Oh?" Homura's news doesn't come as a surprise to you; she's opened herself up a lot to you in this past month. You'd actually find it a little strange if she didn't think of you as her replacement-father in some capacity. But you can't let her think you've gone soft; you've got to give her what she's come to expect from you, and ask "And what about your real parents?"
"Well, I... That was something I was concerned about, whether I would be disrespecting their memory if I though of you as a parental substitute in their absence. I... They'll always be my real parents, but... After so long, I don't really have that many memories left of them to disrespect. I'm confident, though, that they would approve of the job you've done taking care of me, so... Well, I'd be glad to have you as a father, if you'd have me as your daughter."
Homura's really given this a lot of thought, it sounds like. "While I appreciate the sentiment, at the moment I'm not in any sort of position to legally accept you as my daughter," you say, recognizing the difficulties inherent to adopting her as your daughter without a family register. "Kind of hard to do that when you're a spirit who doesn't have a family register. However, in the meantime I'd be more than happy to have you as my daughter, and if we make it out of this in one piece I'll do my best to figure out a way to make it official."
"I... Thank you... Uh... Should I still call you Archer? Or would 'dad' be better?"
"Archer is fine," you reply, able to count on one hand the number of times you called Kiritsugu "father" versus the times you called him "old man". "I rarely called my father that; I see no reason to break with tradition now."
Breaking from her conversation with you, Homura gives her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek, sending the already-embarrassed girl into overdrive as she says "I'll be right back, Madoka. I just need to talk with the others about some things before we get back."
Madoka has been silent for pretty much the entire train ride back; embarrassed into silence by the presence of the woman sitting in your lap who can't stop drunkenly flirting with you. But at Homura's addressing of her, she manages to stammer out a shaky "O-okay, Homura-chan," smiling as Homura heads out in the direction of the second cluster of seats where a bunch of her other friends are sitting. Once again, that girl's gone and left you virtually alone in the den of a hungry lioness.
"Hey... When we get back to my place... D'ya wanna... You know... Do it? I'd be okay with it... If it's you..."
Oh gods above, she just shifted from 'drunken flirting' with you into 'full-on propositioning' you. This train ride can't be over soon enough.
Homura surprises you, spending much of the rest of the train ride talking with Kure Kirika instead of spending time with her girlfriend. You aren't actually sure whether to blame her or not; after all, you've been wishing for the entire train ride to get away from the drunken woman sitting in your lap; why would you hold it against her for wanting the same? On the other hand, she did leave her girlfriend alone with the drunken woman sitting in your lap, so maybe you can hold it against her just a little bit.
You look out the window as the train comes to a stop at the station, and you hear the voice of the conductor announcing the train's arrival at the Shirome station. That'll be where Mikuni and the daughter Kure get off; but before they can depart, you call Mikui over to you and ask her "You said Tohsaka would be in Mitakihara by tomorrow morning. Can you tell me where?"
"Of course," Mikuni responds. "She'll be arriving on the first train from Toyko. If you want to meet her, she'll be at the main station a little after seven." Having gotten your answer from her, you let Mikuni go with a "Thank you, I appreciate you going out of your way to look for me," and she calls out to the daughter Kure "Come along dearest."
"Actually, I was going to go on ahead and help Archer make sure my mom gets home safely."
You can't say you were expecting that, but it's a pleasant surprise all the same, knowing that the daughter is able to pull herself away from her lover in order to help make sure her mother gets home safely. Unfortunately, though equally as surprising, is Mikuni apparently not having it. "I'm sorry dearest, but I have to insist that you come with me. I... I have a very bad feeling about what will happen if you take the train home by yourself tonight."
"Come on, I'd just be walking my mom home and then taking the train back; what's the worst that could happen?"
Mikuni shoots the daughter Kure a very stern look, and she says "I understand your concern for your mother, Kirika, but I must insist that you come home with me. I'll tell you why when we get home; but until then-" Mikuni grabs the daughter Kure's hand, practically dragging her out of the train car as Lancer follows behind them. She must have seen something really bad happening, something that would place the daughter Kure in danger. You'll have to be on your guard walking the mother Kure home tonight to make sure it doesn't happen to her as well.
The train ride from the Shirome station to the Mitakihara northwest station takes only fifteen minutes or so, and with some help from Homura, you manage to get Kure Minako into her feet and walking. Don't forget yours and hers luggage on the way out. "Do you remember the way to your apartment from here?" you ask her, hoping that, if she's with it enough to walk, she'll be with it enough to give you directions back to her apartment. Otherwise, you might need to hop back on that train and take her home with you.
Fortunately, Kure Minako is with it enough to point you northeast along a well-lit street, saying "It's... Kinda that way... A bit. I'll tell you when to turn..." You lead the way, but burdened by two sets of luggage and a drunk woman you need to keep safe from some unknown danger, you move slowly. You listen as the drunken stagger of Kure Minako follows alongside you; until-
You hear her footsteps stop, followed by the sound of Kure Minako falling to her knees. In a flash you turn, fearing that she's tripped and hurt herself. She hasn't, thankfully, but from the intensity with which she's throwing up tonight's dinner she may find herself wishing she had. You lean down beside her, saying nothing as you hold her hair away from her face. When she's finished - correction, now, she's finished - you crouch down as far as you can do, saying to her "Here, get on. I'll carry you the rest of the way."
Silently, Kure Minako climbs up onto your back, holding on tightly as several long strands of dark-chocolate hair fall across your face. You blow them away, and grab for both of your luggages, one in each hand; and it's like this that the two of you walk, the silence interrupted only when "Why are you so nice to me..." you hear Kure Minako whisper in your ear.
"Because you're a good person who's in need of some help, and I'm in a position to offer you that help."
"So, if I were a bad person, you wouldn't be helping me?" Before you can say anything, Kure Minako continues with "I'm... Not as good a person... As you think... I... I made a lot of mistakes... I got knocked up by some idiot... Dropped out of school to raise the kid we had together... Disappointed my parents... Always working... Never have time for my daughter..."
"None of that is your fault," you say, stopping at the intersection and hoping for Kure Minako to keep pointing you in the direction that the street lights are going. So of course she doesn't. "Everyone makes mistakes. That doesn't mean you're a bad person. Trust me, I know what bad people are like-" Kotomine Kirei. Gilgamesh. Matou Zouken. And so many nameless villains that you've had to kill in the service of your immaterial 'employer'. "-and you're nothing like any of them.
Kure Minako remains silent for the rest of the trip, save for the occasional drunken grunt accompanying the point of her finger as she leads you deeper and deeper down the corridors of a Skid Row you didn't even expect a city like Mitakihara to have. Occasionally, you think you spot glimpses of people in the darkened far corners of the nighttime alleys; sex, drugs, senseless violence; whatever else the downtrodden poor of this city do to keep themselves alive. You didn't imagine that a woman who has to work three jobs to stay afloat would live in an upscale place like Homura or her friends, but neither had you imagined the absolute crap-hole she lived in, either.
Finally, you reach her apartment, a third-story hole in the wall of a four-story complex. The mother Kure stumbles on her feet as you set her down, and after patting her pockets to remember which one has her keys, she opens the door, kicking off her shoes as she enters. You follow after her, leaving both your shoes and your luggages at the foyer as the scent of poverty hits your nostrils.
The apartment is tiny, with peeling paint in a few places and an indistinct musty smell coming from the toilet. A television sits on the wall of the main room, opposite the kitchen and an ajar door leading to what looks to be a bedroom. You already passed a door that clearly belonged to her daughter, so this one must belong to the mother Kure. You look around the room, spotting a busted coffee maker sitting on a kitchen counter that's being used more as space to store photos of mother and daughter than for food prep. In fact, that seems to be what most of the space in this apartment is dedicated towards, photographs of either mother and daughter together, or just the daughter Kure. Not all of them are recent, too; they span all ages of Kure Kirika's life, from one clearly taken in a maternity ward as the then-seventeen-year-old mother cradles her newborn, to one that was probably taken just a few weeks ago, judging by the presence of a silver ring on both Mikuni and the daughter Kure's fingers.
Your look around the Kure apartment is cut short when a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist, and Kure Minako crashes her lips into yours. You taste beer and vomit on her breath, but in just as many seconds as it took to catch you off guard, Kure Minako has ended her kiss. "I... I wasn't kidding... About what I said earlier..." she says; her arms haven't left their place around your waist, and she looks up into your eyes as she says "You're... The first guy I've ever brought back here... I... I know I'm drunk right now... But... I wouldn't mind... If it was with you..."
Panic.
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You know, all this talk of Kirika's "original personality" misses that she wasn't always the gloomy and detached, but still kind of nice enough if you approached her, but still mostly gloomy and detached classmate that Mami knew her as. Before her best friend got her framed for shoplifting and her parents went through a messy, months-long shouting match of a divorce, Kirika was a pretty happy and upbeat kid. Kind of like she is *right* now, but minus the self-destructive single-mindedness of her obsession with Oriko. So, which value of "original" would we be looking to restore her to? Pre-contract, which is who she was immediately before taking severe magical brain damage; or pre-divorce, which wasn't precipitated by magical brain damage but was still a definitive alteration of who Kirika was as a person all the same?
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To be specific, if we were to pursue trying to restore her personality (and she would definitely resist such a thing occurring), I'd think it best to have her brain rewired to where it was just before she contracted. No memory loss or anything, nor would she forget her perspective of things when she was altered to be (more?) yandere for Oriko. The way I see it is that her brain was forcibly rewired at the time of her contract, changing the way she thinks and views the world accordingly if not necessarily touching her memories.
That's always a good sentiment, and I wouldn't pursue such a path without plenty of commenter approval anyways. Just throwing it out there that it'd probably be an option to restore her way of thinking/how she views the world to her pre-contracted state, if things ever end up panning out that way.
[X] Plan Tonight, I Am Not The Bone Of My Sword
-[X] Harmlessly and instantly put her to sleep by pulsing some magical energy into her system, like you did in the in one of your 5th Holy Grail War timelines; she's drunk, nauseated, and in no condition to do or contemplate the deed and needs rest
--[X] Help her into bed
---[X] Don't forget to set her alarm
--[X] Stay behind for a bit to help tidy things up and repair things like her broken coffee maker before going out Yakuza hunting; you weren't called the Fake Janitor in high school for nothing
---[X] Leave behind a note explaining everything since she was drunk, excluding the fact that she propositioned to you and you artificially nudged her towards sleep
Also two chapters within hours of one another.
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For either of these plans, I have one question- How are we going to get the addresses of her various shifts so we can bring her breakfast and lunch, if we're putting her to sleep? Are we hoping she'll be with it enough to give up some addresses and hope that she's not confusing them for somewhere else in her drunken state; are we hoping to find where she's written them down while we're cleaning up, if she has; are we hoping that maybe her daughter knows the addresses; or are we skipping that for now and planning on coming back later?
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Archer's going to stop by in the in-between period of when she wakes up and when she sets out to her first shift in order to bring her some fresh breakfast (presumably something that'll settle well for someone with a hangover). Archer could get the address of her workplace real quick during that period in order to deliver her Lunch later in the day.
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Now, for the all-important 100 million¥ question- What do we do if we bring her breakfast and she remembers propositioning us?
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Must you ask?Minako: "Hey Archer, everyone at the office thinks you're my boyfriend because you bring me lunch every day."
Archer:
Minako: "Everyone at the office thinks that we're dating. And I kind of like the idea."
Archer:
Minako: "I want to go out with you, Archer. I want you to be my boyfriend."
Archer:
In all seriousness, Good Guy Archer could just say that she passed out on him, and that he wasn't going to take advantage of her.
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This is unrelated to Minako propositioning Archer, but I just realized that, in giving Oriko a taste for Italian cinema, I've probably made sure that she's familiar not only with the sexually-charged giallo genre that inspired American slasher films, as well as Italy's long tradition of ripoffs and exploitation films. I'm not sure what to make of that.
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Kirika: Hey Oriko, have you seen Iron Man (Japanese Dubbed) yet? It's great!
Oriko: Oh, you mean Metal Man (name in Italian)? I wasn't much of a fan of it myself.
Poor Kirika, she'll be tugged between her love for Oriko and her disappointment over Oriko's propensity for watching Italian knockoffs of her favorite movies.
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But on the other hand, Kirika can ask Oriko to cosplay as Caroline Munro's character in Starcrash.
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Somewhat off topic but binge reading this story recently finally inspired me enough to get off my ass (or rather sit down on it) and finally draw one of my all time favourite characters. I ended up drawing end of series Homura with her bow and mado-ribbon though shes lacking the shield she would still have in this series.
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Huh, not bad at all. I never would have guessed that we'd have an artist among us.
Would it perhaps be too much to ask you for a piece of the girls and their servants?
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Wow, the drawing is good but the coloring and shadows are great. Keep up the good work!Somewhat off topic but binge reading this story recently finally inspired me enough to get off my ass (or rather sit down on it) and finally draw one of my all time favourite characters. I ended up drawing end of series Homura with her bow and mado-ribbon though shes lacking the shield she would still have in this series.
My only complaint is the face, but I'm assuming that's due to the drawing style used and I'm just not used to it.
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Faces are just really difficult in general. Faces are what stopped me from going any further with my own drawing because goddamnit they're just so difficult.Wow, the drawing is good but the coloring and shadows are great. Keep up the good work!
My only complaint is the face, but I'm assuming that's due to the drawing style used and I'm just not used to it.