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In that case, yes. She'll be sharing before us.
Confringentur, Mk.2; a Madoka Magica / Fate/Stay Night crossover
- Thread starter SVS
- Start date
- Crossover
WanderingTwix
Posting something good once in a full moon
- Location
- United Kingdom
[X] Wait until after practicing to give a demonstration
[X] Freeze 3/2 -> 3/3 (next level)
[x] Go out hunting for a witch
-[x] In a group
All work and no fighting eldritch beings makes Homura, uhh, how does the saying go?
[X] Freeze 3/2 -> 3/3 (next level)
[x] Go out hunting for a witch
-[x] In a group
All work and no fighting eldritch beings makes Homura, uhh, how does the saying go?
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'Turn into one herself', I believe is the answer you're looking for.
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Alright guys, we're at a very unfortunate 1-1-1 tie. Two people want us to practice first, demonstrate later (Enetious, Twix) and two people want us to go witch hunting after practice (NMS, Twix), but nobody wants the same thing at the same time. We either need more votes, or for at least one person to change theirs.
Metroidwave
Strength To Lean On
- Location
- Somewhere in Colorado
[X] Wait until after practicing to give a demonstration
[X] Freeze 3/2 -> 3/3 (next level)
[X] Go home and
-[X] Practice more
[X] Freeze 3/2 -> 3/3 (next level)
[X] Go home and
-[X] Practice more
Hey, look on the bright side: at least you don't have to worry about bandwagoning!
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No, but at the same time, when it comes to advancing the story I'd rather have a bandwagon'd vote than no vote. Homura needs votes to live.Hey, look on the bright side: at least you don't have to worry about bandwagoning!
EDIT: This is actually a problem that's been rubbing me the wrong way for most of this quest's lifetime. I would undoubtedly prefer to see people not just bandwagoning, but at the same time I recognize that we don't have all that many players, and so it's not unrealistic for this to happen if everyone does their own thing with no regard for how other people have already voted.
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Day 23 Chapter 7
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[X] Wait until after practicing to give a demonstration
[X] Freeze 3/2 -> 3/3 (next level)
[X] Go home and
-[X] Practice more
[X] Freeze 3/2 -> 3/3 (next level)
[X] Go home and
-[X] Practice more
Kure Kirika and Mikuni Oriko have each shared their most recent improvements, while Kyouko and Tomoe-san discuss taking on a second rune to further their own abilities. And now, it seems, that all eyes are on you. Unfortunately for the rest, you will have to decline. "I think that I'm on the verge of a breakthrough. I'd be more than willing to show everyone my progress, but first I'd like to be able to get in one more practice session, just to see if I can push myself close enough to reach it. If it's okay with everyone else, I'd prefer not to show off the results of my practice until I have it."
"That's fine, Akemi-san," Tomoe-san says, smiling as she pours more tea for those who need it. "I realize that I still have yet to demonstrate my improvements either." She turns to address the group, and you aren't sure what to expect from her. Wunjo, from what you recall of Lancer's lesson, isn't exactly a rune whose applications can be visibly demonstrated. "Unfortunately, and unlike to Kure-san's claims, the work I've been doing with Wunjo really isn't something I can show to you all. At least, not right now. I've been trying to get a feel for using it to distribute combat enhancements, and I've also been trying to work on the, well I guess I'd call it the 'feel-good' aspect."
Tomoe-san's eyes dart around the room in a furtive fashion, as though she's making sure the coast is clear before saying something scandalous. "What I mean by that is, I'm trying to find a way to use Wunjo to enhance our positive emotions, so that we're less susceptible to... Turning, as a result of our negative emotions." No wonder she was afraid. If the Incubator were to find out about what she's planning...
You still have everyone's practice sheets stored in your shield, and the five of you get to work once everyone has their sheet. Kyouko takes one final look at her work on Berkano, before passing it over to Tomoe-san as she traces the outline of Sowilo in the air with her finger. Nothing happens, just as you were expecting, and once Kyouko realizes that she isn't going to get anywhere doing that, she requests a fresh sheet.
Tomoe-san studies the work that Kyouko has done previously with Berkano, and lays out several strands of ribbon on the ground in front of her. Sipping her tea, she stares at the ribbons, deep in concentration. They shudder, twist, and when again they have straightened themselves, scarlet ᛒ markings dot the length of each ribbon. "Not even gunna bother with paper?" Kyouko asks, staring at Tomoe-san's work.
"The point of us all learning the same root magic was that we could share in the benefits and discoveries of one another." Tomoe-san punctuates her words with a sip of her tea. "It isn't much, but the work that you've done was enough to give me the foundation I needed to move beyond paper as my invoking medium." Tomoe-san smiles as Kyouko stares at her, stunned - if you had to guess at the emotion behind her expression - that anyone could have made anything out of her chicken scratch. "So, thank you for what you accomplished, Sakura-san."
"Uh, sure, no problem." Kyouko sits on Tomoe-san's words as she scribbles ᛋ after ᛋ, until, when it appears that inspiration has struck her, she turns to you and asks "Hey Spooky, you've gotten the whole 'drawing your rune in the air' thing down, right? Care ta show me how ya do it?"
Well, it is in the spirit of what we're trying to accomplish... You slide your sheet in front of Kyouko, leaning in as you point to each stage in your practice. "I'm not quite there yet, but I think I can show you the basic idea." Unfortunately, your practice sheet has become warped and wrinkled, and your pencil graphite has faded in places, thanks to constant exposure to repeatedly melted and thawed water vapor in not-insignificant quantities, and certain parts of your sheet are mostly illegible. You'll have to do a better job of explaining your work to Kyouko than you have at preserving your practice record.
"The way it works, from what I can tell, is by grabbing water molecules in the air and forcing them into a frozen state." Your sheet even includes a small hand-drawn diagramme showing your thoughts on how Isa's deposition effect works. "My work is focused on drawing my rune in the frozen vapor so that I don't need to use paper as my medium anymore, but at least in theory it should be possible to make anything you want from the frozen vapor."
"However..." Your eyes travel over to Kyouko's sheet. Sowilo is scribbled with an almost reckless abandon, with no thought given to proper stroke orientation. It's no wonder she made almost no progress with Berkano after her initial work on Sunday. "In order to do the same with Sowilo, I would imagine that you'll be causing a combustion reaction. That's a different process from how Isa does it, so while I have no problems with letting you borrow my practice sheets once I no longer need them, I'm not sure how much you'll get out of them." To say nothing of the fact that she's already fallen behind everyone else...
Kyouko's impatience is going to be her undoing in this endeavor, without someone that knows what they're doing to guide her. Everyone else appears to be making good progress advancing their skills. Tomoe-san has advanced to using her ribbons as her medium, while Mikuni Oriko has altered her drones at the point of their creation to include Othala, and Kure Kirika is the only one of your group to have figured out how to use two runes in tandem. And here you thought she was the least competent of your allies.
And speaking of Kure Kirika... Based on what Mikuni Oriko said to you on Monday night, you had believed that their ability to transfer mana between one another was something independent of Kure Kirika's rune studies. But, she's studying runes for the expressed purpose of taking mana from other sources into herself. Were you mistaken in your earlier assumption, or are her rune studies done in an attempt to improve an ability she already had? And why is mana transfer an ability that she has to begin with? Nothing you've ever learned about the puella magi system has even hinted that that was possible.
Somehow, you get the feeling that you're asking a question that the universe doesn't want you to know the answer to. Somehow, that seems to be happening to you a lot in this timeline.
It has taken you six practice sessions spread out over the five days and nights since your team first took to the runes, but at last, as the thin trail of ice follows your finger in the shape of the rune of ice, you have mastered the ability to invoke your rune using the water in the air. "And that," you proudly say, as three pairs of eyes are on you "Is the breakthrough I was waiting for."
As for the missing fourth pair of eyes? Kure Kirika is off in her own little world, chewing on her outstretched tongue as she plays with the placement of rune markings on a pair of jagged black claws. "... No, that's not right..." you hear her mutter to herself, grabbing for and frantically scanning her eyes over her sheet, which from where you are sitting looks more like a picture of a thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle than instructions on Nordic calligraphy. "I need to move this one a bit closer to the bladed edge, then extend this line like that..." She's so engrossed in what she's doing that she scarcely has time to pay attention to anything else. At least she's doing something other than fawning over Mikuni Oriko.
Well, you don't need to brag about your accomplishments. The results are more than capable of speaking for themselves.
You're on a roll right now, and with this most recent success you feel like you can accomplish even more, if you only had the time. But it's getting late, and no doubt your other allies will not be amicable to holing up in Tomoe-san's room for the entire night. Looking satisfied at what you can only assume to be the perfect placement of her runes on the blades of her claws, Kure Kirika fakes a yawn. "Hey, Oriko, can we go home soon?"
"Did you get done what you wanted to?" Kure Kirika nods, and Mikuni Oriko smiles. Turning to Tomoe-san, she says "Tomoe-san, thank you for having Kirika and I over. Really, I know it must have been an imposition to accommodate us on such short notice, but I cannot thank you enough for your hospitality."
"No, no, the pleasure was all mine, Mikuni-san. It was nice to have the company, and if we've been able to set Kure-san on the right path then it was all worth it. Please, see yourselves out if you have to leave. I know your journey home from here is a long one, so don't feel like you're offending me by leaving now."
"Thank you, Tomoe-san." Mikuni Oriko stands and collects her things, before taking the handles of Kure Kirika's wheelchair as the pair depart.
The door closes behind them, and the scene is as it was before, minus two players. Tomoe-san wears a content smile as she watches the pair leave, before downing the last of her tea. "Akemi-san, will you be joining Sakura-san and I for a hunt tonight?"
"I'm afraid I have to decline." Tomoe-san looks saddened, but whether it's from your declining to go hunting with her, or your declining to go hunting with her, you couldn't say.
"I'm on a roll with my practicing, and I'd like to head home so I can do more while I'm still feeling good about my progress," you say, in an attempt to make Tomoe-san understand that you aren't declining to go hunting with her, but rather that you have plans elsewhere tonight. "Strike while the iron is hot, you know?"
"Right." Tomoe-san nods, allowing you to see yourself out as she and Kyouko get ready for the hunt. "I understand, Akemi-san. Take care, and I'll see you tomorrow."
"Right. You too, Tomoe-san. Take care." You are sure that Tomoe-san heard you, but as you take your leave of her apartment, you aren't entirely sure that she heard you.
It isn't all that terribly late when you return home; not even midnight. Amy is asleep, and you can hear Archer at work a few doors down. You're pretty sure you saw him in the bathroom with an apron and bright pink gloves, so maybe you'll awake tomorrow to a clean shower stall. You toss your uniform jacket aside as you take a seat on one of your couches, and start by tracing a thin, icy-blue I in the air with your finger. Instantly, you can feel the temperature of the living room drop several degrees, a feeling you've grown all too accustomed to of late. You'll be feeling a lot more of that in nights yet to come.
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Omake, side Oriko - Better That She's Happy
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Oriko smiled as she exited the bathroom, running the towel through her white-ash hair once, twice, before throwing it in the laundry hamper that sat in the corner of the bedroom. Her pajamas were already lain out on the bed, and her dearest Kirika was sound asleep. Oriko changed into her pajamas, sitting down and running her hand through Kirika's short chocolate locks once she had dressed.
Emerald eyes stared out at the room that had been hers for as long as Oriko could remember. Like the living room, the walls were a pale grey and the furniture a rich dark brown. The room seemed so much larger when she was younger; part of that was just due to her growing and her possessions taking up more space than they had in her youth; but part of that was definitely the larger bed meant to accommodate two people, and the addition of that second person's things to the clutter of the room. Her desk had been one such victim of her lover's clutter- This time last year, it had been the place where Oriko had done her homework. Now, every centimeter of available surface was littered with framed pictures of the pair or presents that one had given to the other. Her closet was full to bursting, yet only half of the clothes inside were hers. And the kitchen pantry always held far more sugary sweet treats than Oriko would have dreamed of needing before Kirika had come into her life.
But Oriko didn't mind the clutter that her dearest brought with her. Indeed, despite having less space to herself than before they had taken to living together, Oriko found that the mansion felt so much smaller without Kirika, almost claustrophobic in some rooms. There was a reason Oriko hadn't moved their bed into her parents' room yet.
Her eyes trailed down the length of Kirika's body - pausing to pull the sheets forward all the way as they passed over her exposed stomach - and stopping once her eyes met the place where the sheets ceased to have legs to cover. The hand that had been stroking Kirika's hair left its place, finding a new one in hesitantly touching the violated remains of her lover's leg. In almost ten days, Kirika had regrown her legs to just below the knee, but it would be awhile yet before she could walk on her own again.
The vibrating buzz of a phone tore Oriko away from her dearest, but it wasn't her own phone that was buzzing; it was Kirika's. "That must be Kure-san," she said to herself, reaching for Kirika's phone. Only two people had Kirika's number, and one of them was sitting beside her. Not wanting to disturb Kirika, Oriko took the phone out into the hallway before answering "Moshi moshi, Mikuni Oriko speaking."
"Oriko? I could have sworn I dialed Kirika. Can you put her on for me?"
"No, Kure-san, you did dial your daughter's phone. But she's sleeping, so I'm afraid that I can't put her on for you."
"And you're not sleeping with her? Is there trouble in paradise?"
"No, Kure-san, everything is-" There was no way that Oriko could tell Kirika's mother what had happened to her daughter. There was no way she would understand. "-perfectly fine. I've just been having a bit of trouble sleeping lately, that's all."
"I kid, I kid. I know how happy you and Kirika make each other." A sigh is heard coming from the other end of the line. "I just wish sometimes that Kirika would remember that you aren't the only person who loves her."
"I'm sure she hasn't forgotten you, Kure-san."
"Yeah, I remember being that age too, once... So anyway, I just got off my last shift for the day, and the reason I called is that I'm going to have next Sunday off. I was thinking that what I'd really like to do is spend some quality time with my daughter and her girlfriend. What do you say?"
Oriko hesitated, turning her head back towards the bedroom door, where Kure-san's legless daughter lay sleeping. How would she react if she saw the state that her daughter was in? "I'm not sure, Kure-san." Oriko had to think of a convincing enough lie, and fast. "We both have a lot of schoolwork that's due the Monday after. I'm sorry, but I'm not sure that we would have time."
"I understand." The tone coming from Kure-san said otherwise. "No, really, I do. You're both trying your hardest to succeed. I can respect that. Hell, you're doing a lot better than I was at that age..."
It was barely noticeable, as though she had gotten good at hiding it over the years, but Oriko could faintly hear Kure-san's voice cracking as she spoke. "Kure-san, could I ask you something?"
"Of course, sweetie. ask whatever you'd like."
"Well, I made a friend recently- She's in Kirika's class, and when we were talking earlier today, she said that she was worried about Kirika. I'm not entirely clear on the details, but according to her, Kirika used to be different, before she and I started dating, quiet, and more reserved, and she's worried that something might have caused her to change. I can only speak for myself, but I can't recall Kirika ever having been different to the person she is now, so I was wondering if this purported personality change was something that I should be worried about as well."
There is silence on the other end of the line, and Oriko's heart sank. What if there really was something wrong with Kirika? What if it was her fault for changing her?" "... Your friend's not wrong; Kirika really did used to be different before you two started dating. But to be honest, as a mother I'd much rather have my daughter the way she is now, even if I don't get to see her that often."
"Why is that, Kure-san?"
"See - this should really be a conversation for you and Kirika, not me - for a long time before you came along, Kirika was really unhappy. Someone she thought was her friend framed her for shoplifting before moving away, her father and I had an absolute shitstorm of a divorce when I caught him fucking Kirika's teacher, and then after that we had to move into this little trash heap of an apartment where I have to work three jobs just to keep her fed and clothed. She had every reason to be miserable with her life and I - her own goddamn mother - didn't even have the time to sit down and try to help her through her problems. Thankfully, she just withdrew from the world instead of turning to sex or drugs to cope, but for the longest time I was so worried that I'd never be able to see my own daughter smile again."
This time, Oriko didn't have to strain to hear the cracking in Kure-san's voice. "And then one day, she comes home with this massive smile on her face, and she's practically bouncing off the walls saying 'Mom, mom, you'll never guess what happened to me today!' I hadn't even known my daughter liked other girls until that moment, but here she was, barely able to contain her excitement as she was telling me all about how you'd said yes when she asked you out."
"You make my daughter happier than I've ever seen her in her entire life, Oriko. That's why I didn't care what other people had to say about your father when he... Did what he did, because all that mattered to me was that my daughter had someone who loved her and who made her happy. And if your friend is worried about Kirika because she's not the way she remembers her, then you tell your friend that I said Kirika is better off the way she is now."
Oriko smiled as Kirika's mother spoke those words. Kirika is better off the way she is now. "I... Thank you, Kure-san. And, I apologize that Kirika and I are unable to see you on Sunday. If anything changes, I'll be sure to let you know."
"Of course, Oriko. Take care. And tell Kirika that I love her, when she wakes up, will you?"
"I'll be sure to let her know, Kure-san. Good night." The call terminates from the other end of the line, and Oriko turned around, leaving the hallway to return to the sanctuary that was the bedroom she shared with Kirika. Something stirred in the darkened room as light from the hall flooded in with the opening door, making a low groaning noise that could have only come from one person's throat. "I'm sorry, dearest; did I wake you?"
"Oriko?" Kirika sat upright, rubbing her eyes as she stared in Oriko's direction. "Who was that on the phone?"
"That was your mother. She told me to tell you that she loves you, and that she wanted us to get together on Sunday since she's going to be free that day."
"Call me crazy, but I don't think that mom would like seeing me in this state."
"I know, dearest. I told her that we have schoolwork and won't be able to make it."
Oriko approached the bed, and Kirika moved over to allow her entry. As soon as Oriko's legs were under the sheets and she was situated comfortably, Kirika's arms wrapped themselves around her waist. Using that position for leverage, Kirika pulled herself in close until her head was touching Oriko's stomach. "I love you."
Oriko smiled, and her hand found its way back to the place it had been at the start. "And I love you too," she said, running her hand through Kirika's hair. "I just wish that the others could see why."
Emerald eyes stared out at the room that had been hers for as long as Oriko could remember. Like the living room, the walls were a pale grey and the furniture a rich dark brown. The room seemed so much larger when she was younger; part of that was just due to her growing and her possessions taking up more space than they had in her youth; but part of that was definitely the larger bed meant to accommodate two people, and the addition of that second person's things to the clutter of the room. Her desk had been one such victim of her lover's clutter- This time last year, it had been the place where Oriko had done her homework. Now, every centimeter of available surface was littered with framed pictures of the pair or presents that one had given to the other. Her closet was full to bursting, yet only half of the clothes inside were hers. And the kitchen pantry always held far more sugary sweet treats than Oriko would have dreamed of needing before Kirika had come into her life.
But Oriko didn't mind the clutter that her dearest brought with her. Indeed, despite having less space to herself than before they had taken to living together, Oriko found that the mansion felt so much smaller without Kirika, almost claustrophobic in some rooms. There was a reason Oriko hadn't moved their bed into her parents' room yet.
Her eyes trailed down the length of Kirika's body - pausing to pull the sheets forward all the way as they passed over her exposed stomach - and stopping once her eyes met the place where the sheets ceased to have legs to cover. The hand that had been stroking Kirika's hair left its place, finding a new one in hesitantly touching the violated remains of her lover's leg. In almost ten days, Kirika had regrown her legs to just below the knee, but it would be awhile yet before she could walk on her own again.
The vibrating buzz of a phone tore Oriko away from her dearest, but it wasn't her own phone that was buzzing; it was Kirika's. "That must be Kure-san," she said to herself, reaching for Kirika's phone. Only two people had Kirika's number, and one of them was sitting beside her. Not wanting to disturb Kirika, Oriko took the phone out into the hallway before answering "Moshi moshi, Mikuni Oriko speaking."
"Oriko? I could have sworn I dialed Kirika. Can you put her on for me?"
"No, Kure-san, you did dial your daughter's phone. But she's sleeping, so I'm afraid that I can't put her on for you."
"And you're not sleeping with her? Is there trouble in paradise?"
"No, Kure-san, everything is-" There was no way that Oriko could tell Kirika's mother what had happened to her daughter. There was no way she would understand. "-perfectly fine. I've just been having a bit of trouble sleeping lately, that's all."
"I kid, I kid. I know how happy you and Kirika make each other." A sigh is heard coming from the other end of the line. "I just wish sometimes that Kirika would remember that you aren't the only person who loves her."
"I'm sure she hasn't forgotten you, Kure-san."
"Yeah, I remember being that age too, once... So anyway, I just got off my last shift for the day, and the reason I called is that I'm going to have next Sunday off. I was thinking that what I'd really like to do is spend some quality time with my daughter and her girlfriend. What do you say?"
Oriko hesitated, turning her head back towards the bedroom door, where Kure-san's legless daughter lay sleeping. How would she react if she saw the state that her daughter was in? "I'm not sure, Kure-san." Oriko had to think of a convincing enough lie, and fast. "We both have a lot of schoolwork that's due the Monday after. I'm sorry, but I'm not sure that we would have time."
"I understand." The tone coming from Kure-san said otherwise. "No, really, I do. You're both trying your hardest to succeed. I can respect that. Hell, you're doing a lot better than I was at that age..."
It was barely noticeable, as though she had gotten good at hiding it over the years, but Oriko could faintly hear Kure-san's voice cracking as she spoke. "Kure-san, could I ask you something?"
"Of course, sweetie. ask whatever you'd like."
"Well, I made a friend recently- She's in Kirika's class, and when we were talking earlier today, she said that she was worried about Kirika. I'm not entirely clear on the details, but according to her, Kirika used to be different, before she and I started dating, quiet, and more reserved, and she's worried that something might have caused her to change. I can only speak for myself, but I can't recall Kirika ever having been different to the person she is now, so I was wondering if this purported personality change was something that I should be worried about as well."
There is silence on the other end of the line, and Oriko's heart sank. What if there really was something wrong with Kirika? What if it was her fault for changing her?" "... Your friend's not wrong; Kirika really did used to be different before you two started dating. But to be honest, as a mother I'd much rather have my daughter the way she is now, even if I don't get to see her that often."
"Why is that, Kure-san?"
"See - this should really be a conversation for you and Kirika, not me - for a long time before you came along, Kirika was really unhappy. Someone she thought was her friend framed her for shoplifting before moving away, her father and I had an absolute shitstorm of a divorce when I caught him fucking Kirika's teacher, and then after that we had to move into this little trash heap of an apartment where I have to work three jobs just to keep her fed and clothed. She had every reason to be miserable with her life and I - her own goddamn mother - didn't even have the time to sit down and try to help her through her problems. Thankfully, she just withdrew from the world instead of turning to sex or drugs to cope, but for the longest time I was so worried that I'd never be able to see my own daughter smile again."
This time, Oriko didn't have to strain to hear the cracking in Kure-san's voice. "And then one day, she comes home with this massive smile on her face, and she's practically bouncing off the walls saying 'Mom, mom, you'll never guess what happened to me today!' I hadn't even known my daughter liked other girls until that moment, but here she was, barely able to contain her excitement as she was telling me all about how you'd said yes when she asked you out."
"You make my daughter happier than I've ever seen her in her entire life, Oriko. That's why I didn't care what other people had to say about your father when he... Did what he did, because all that mattered to me was that my daughter had someone who loved her and who made her happy. And if your friend is worried about Kirika because she's not the way she remembers her, then you tell your friend that I said Kirika is better off the way she is now."
Oriko smiled as Kirika's mother spoke those words. Kirika is better off the way she is now. "I... Thank you, Kure-san. And, I apologize that Kirika and I are unable to see you on Sunday. If anything changes, I'll be sure to let you know."
"Of course, Oriko. Take care. And tell Kirika that I love her, when she wakes up, will you?"
"I'll be sure to let her know, Kure-san. Good night." The call terminates from the other end of the line, and Oriko turned around, leaving the hallway to return to the sanctuary that was the bedroom she shared with Kirika. Something stirred in the darkened room as light from the hall flooded in with the opening door, making a low groaning noise that could have only come from one person's throat. "I'm sorry, dearest; did I wake you?"
"Oriko?" Kirika sat upright, rubbing her eyes as she stared in Oriko's direction. "Who was that on the phone?"
"That was your mother. She told me to tell you that she loves you, and that she wanted us to get together on Sunday since she's going to be free that day."
"Call me crazy, but I don't think that mom would like seeing me in this state."
"I know, dearest. I told her that we have schoolwork and won't be able to make it."
Oriko approached the bed, and Kirika moved over to allow her entry. As soon as Oriko's legs were under the sheets and she was situated comfortably, Kirika's arms wrapped themselves around her waist. Using that position for leverage, Kirika pulled herself in close until her head was touching Oriko's stomach. "I love you."
Oriko smiled, and her hand found its way back to the place it had been at the start. "And I love you too," she said, running her hand through Kirika's hair. "I just wish that the others could see why."
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Post has been edited to include our response to Tomoe-san, and we now have an omake. Day 24 will come tomorrow, so while you're waiting don't forget to vote on what we're practicing tonight, since we declined an offer to hunt in order to practice.
Our choices are, as always
[ ] Freeze 3/3 ->4/1
[ ] Stasis 1/0 ->1/1
[ ] Drain 1/0 ->1/1
Our choices are, as always
[ ] Freeze 3/3 ->4/1
[ ] Stasis 1/0 ->1/1
[ ] Drain 1/0 ->1/1
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[X] Freeze 3/3 ->4/1
I'm really interested to see what the capstone for the ability is, since you alluded to it. Though we could go for Stasis or Drain, Freeze fixes what Homura was really lacking, which is direct offensive firepower. She may actually even be able to injure Walpurgis for a change if she keeps up on training this particular path of Isa.
I'm really interested to see what the capstone for the ability is, since you alluded to it. Though we could go for Stasis or Drain, Freeze fixes what Homura was really lacking, which is direct offensive firepower. She may actually even be able to injure Walpurgis for a change if she keeps up on training this particular path of Isa.
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A discussion question for everyone to ponder while I wait for there to be a clear winner for our practice- What other servants do you think could have been magical girls? We know that Jehanne Tart and Cleopatra were both magical girls, but who else do you think made a contract with Kyubey, and for what?
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This page Servant should have most, if not all current servants listed. If not, each class of servant also has its own page containing all members of that class.
WanderingTwix
Posting something good once in a full moon
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Could I get a reminder on what these options lead to, please?
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Freeze is to expand Homura's capability of using Ice magic to the point where it can cover many enemies (next level), and then to an unknown but a surprise of a capstone.
Stasis is time manipulation, presumably in slowing down and stopping things. Can prob be upgraded (eventually) to wide-range area of effect debuffs or completely freezing something in place.
Drain saps things from other things, presumably like internal heat, energy, stamina, magic, etc.
Truly I'm appalled that anyone could forget the great Phantas-Moon! /s (Arcueid's a Berserker Servant)
There's also Magical Girl Testament and Magical Girl Illya, both Casters in F/GO, and First Lady (looks completely like Kuro), an Archer also in F/GO.
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[x] Drain 1/0 ->1/1
He might have targeted Arturia if she was female in the PMMM timeline. Merlin being half incubus might have meant that he was a Witch's Familiar or something along those lines (wishes can result in all sorts of weird Witch/human hybrids).
Even if Arthur was male, though, there was a bunch of female magicians/faeries in the Arthurian Mythos, like the Lady of the Lake, Morgana La Fae, and probably a few others I'm forgetting.
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