Alphaleph
The Firstiest of First
Using magic items.
Well, could be worse, she could be a feminazi and plots to bring down the PatriachyTM.
Noblesse Oblige [Znt/SI]
Well, could be worse, she could be a feminazi and plots to bring down the PatriachyTM.
- Location
- The pits of Mania
I didn't completely hate Shinji or Subaru. I actually enjoyed their suffering and Subaru's character development. I liked Arc 4 of Re:zero the most.
Mizu
Software Developer
- Location
- Victoria, Australia
"Your marriage
the vampire, would at least either starve him down or force him to lay low
- Location
- Brazil
Oh no, Subaru I like. A lot. Re:Zero is the kind of anime that, if. i were filthy rich, I would personally donate a couple of mils to see sequels done right.
My Shinji hate is mostly cold by now, been a long time and I've ran out of fucks to give for why he won't get in the damn robot.
Now, that little shit from Battle Royal, that one I wish I could strangle.
Mockingly-Tricky
Ketchup Enthusiast
- Location
- Happy Funtime Candyland
HenryxLoliWaifu
Chaoswind
Lord of nonsense
- Location
- Latin America
A 16 years old girl from Paris France?
Well she hasn't been kissed yet, so she could be an applied student.
Education in France - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
So almost done with College.
Shade could take her far without breaking SoB, also she is unlikely to be as retarded and as poorly socialized as canon Saito so that is a huge plus.
- Location
- The pits of Mania
seeing Subaru get shat on like he did though was what really hurt.
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- Location
- Singapore
What if Anne Mallard actually happens to be an alternative "Saito" of sorts, quite literally? As in, an alternate time-line Saito who is half Japanese and female because one of her parents ended up marrying a foreign Frenchman or Frenchwoman, and raised in France? But essentially, very similar individuals with very similar skill-sets (especially at tinkering with things.)
Chaoswind
Lord of nonsense
- Location
- Latin America
It could be a mistranslation born from the different time periods and one word not existing in Galia yet... then again why use "Disco" Dance floor would be a heck of a lot better :/
- Location
- Somewhere on the flat earth
discotheque aka nightclub
Chaoswind
Lord of nonsense
- Location
- Latin America
yeah, but the spell should have interpreted that and translated it to the closer equivalent.
discotheques were not a thing in old as fuck France, so the word cannot exist in Galia.
@shadenight123 That is what you get for using a girl from the modern age, now we will have to read everything she says with a miscrocope to see if there are words that should have been changed and translated to an ancient equivalent
- Location
- Greece
I guess you could say she is the master of making Duck-Faces *pu-dum tss*
Using magic items.
One Duck to rule them, One Duck to find them. One Duck to bring them and in quackness bind them.
I guess when Joseph kissed her, she didn't know how to duck.
Henry has control of the Duchy of Britanny. Will Anne gain the title of the Ducky of Gallia?
I guess she and Henry are about to duck it out between them.
Also, if people try to burn her as a heretic or won't accept her as a mage, just use this solid argument against them:
Alright enough duck puns, I promise. When Shade revealed Mioz's name, I shamefully admit I didn't get the joke. My first thought was that she was related to Donald 'Ducky' Mallard, the coroner from the NCIS series.
......... Alright, put down the pitchforks! Jeez, it's not my fault his name is Ducky, I swear that's the last time. Besides how awesome it would be to have him as Myoz in this fic? With Joseph's insanity, Henry's chuuni and Ducky's smoothness, they could have taken the world by storm!
Also they would sound like that start of a bad joke: A French king, an Italian duke and a British coroner walk into a bar to drink wine.
Also for bonus hilarity, Gibbs becomes Gandalfr and removes Louise's tsun by a combination of The Look and several Dope Slaps, Abby becomes Windalfr and becomes best buds with the Pope and Julio and Timothy becomes Lifdrasil and firmly believes in God when he gets a good look at the now mature Tiffania.
My idea is that Joseph summoned Anne, because deep down, he wants to fix his relationship with his daughter and he wanted a nice Familiar like Raven to keep him company, hence why she appeared. Lastly, I have a feeling that Henry and Anne are bound to become very good friends in the near future, but knowing this world's true category and Shade's Italian charisma and dashing good looks, she will probably be another addition to the growing harem he will have to deal with in the future.
Henry should definetely look out for that, but you all know how he is. It's all water off the duck's back for him.
*Runs away laughing from the many pitchforks of the SV community*
Chapter One Hundred and One
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Chapter One Hundred and One
Anne Mallard was not Hiraga Saito. This became painfully clear not just by her sudden outbursts as the twin moons made themselves known in the sky, but also by how she outright throttled my robes in a state of disarray while screaming like an overexcited three year old on sugar rush. Well, I reckon that more than the sharp ear-deafening screams that she was emitting, the fact that she was pointing at the two moons in the sky were and flailing around wildly was to be expected.
"Two moons! Two moons! Twomoonsohshit!" she yelled, squawking about. "There's two fucking moons in the sky!" she grabbed hold of the scruff of my neckline and pulled back and forth to little avail, but still- "You're aliens! Aliens! Like humans? You're not putting any thing up my ass!"
I blinked, and then I recoiled in disgust, "Miss!" I snapped angrily, "Nobody would do something so obscene and disgusting around these parts!" I exhaled, "Would you please calm down? You are making a scene." And point of order, there were some of the gardeners and servants standing about that were looking on with surprise on their faces, and dread. They were probably thinking I was just about to discipline the impudent wench with magic, or something of the sorts.
"Calm down? Calm down?! You didn't just kidnap me! You abducted me to another world! Shit! Shit! Shiiiit!" she brought both hands to her hair, "What am I supposed to do now!? How do I get home now!? Where's the space ufo, you bastard?!"
"Ufo?" I blinked, raising an eyebrow. "You have been summoned here by his royal highness, King Joseph-"
"Then he can send me back! No, he should send me back!" Anne snarled, "Bring him to that jerk! He stole my first kiss, it's only fair he pays it back tenfold!"
I pinched the bridge of my nose. "His Royal Highness is busy with the affairs of the state-"
"He had time to put his grubby old hands on me, so he better find the time!" Anne literally roared, "Or I'm going to go around yelling how much of a frigging pervert he is! Hey you-" she turned to one of the commoners, and in a second my swordwand was out as a gust of flames burst a few inches away from her face, making her recoil and scream as she fell down on the ground, her eyes wide as I pointed my swordwand in her direction, the tip gleaming under the moonlight.
"You will refer to His Royal Highness with respect," I hissed, my eyes narrow, "Or his familiar or not, you will be severely punished."
"That-That-" she stared at the tip of my swordwand. "That fire-"
"That was magic," I replied dryly. "A simple dot spell, but rest assured-"
"M-Magic?" Anne mumbled, "That-you can do magic!?"
"It is the birthright of Nobility, bestowed upon the faithful of Brimir and their descendants," I answered as I sheathed my swordwand, and then extended her a hand. "Now, by all means stand up and-"
She didn't take my hand. Instead, she went for the hilt of my swordwand and hastily unsheathed it, pointing it at me the next second.
I stared in befuddlement as nearby, most of the commoners gasped. Taking the wand from a noble was an offense worthy of death, not simply a punishment. I stared at her even as she pointed the swordwand in my direction.
"You! Magical alien!" seriously? "Take me to your ruler!" she snapped angrily, "I want him to send me back home! Right now! Right this instant!"
"No," I said offhandedly, as from behind her something like five knights in armor had already proceeded to soar towards her at blinding speed. In the blink of an eye, she was pinned on the ground by four knights of the Western Parterre, while the fifth knelt in front of me to give me back my swordwand.
"Gah! Bastards! F-Fuckers! I want to go home! I want to go home! You! You bastards!" her incoherent screaming didn't cease for a few minutes, even as I nodded to the knight in front of me slightly as a show of thanks for having recovered my swordwand.
"You may release her," I said with a dreadful sigh. "She is a guest of his royal highness...if an uncouth, uncivilized barbarian at that."
The knights exchanged a glance, and then calmly let her go. Anne, rather than take it and learn humbleness, decided to punch the royal jewels of a nearby knight as she stood back up, eliciting only a yelp from her own knuckles.
"The knights of the Western Parterre are specialized in Earth magic," I remarked dryly, and suddenly quite amused rather than simply pissed off. "I am given to believe that the first spell they learn is hardening, and they use it to great effect to protect their...most precious parts."
A chorus of chuckles followed from the nearby knights, even as Anne clutched the wrist of her hurt hand and sourly looked at me.
"Now it is getting chilly out here," I pointed out, "And your clothes are...pretty much just two bits of cloth tied together with string. I'll have the royal tailor make you something more decorous and then, perhaps after dinner, you will be in a better state of mind to acknowledge your place."
"Acknowledge my place?" Anne mumbled, "Go fuck yourself on a stick."
"Such insolence! You are speaking to the prince-consort you wench!" one of the knights roared, taking a step forward.
"Halt," I said hastily, seconds before one of the knights managed to complete his backhand-attack on the girl herself. He stopped, even as Anne winced and recoiled from the blow that never came. "It is fine," I acknowledged. "She simply does not know our customs I'm afraid...and she is afraid too," I added offhandedly, shaking my head. "Warm food in one's stomach will do wonders to her character, I'm sure. Come on now," I said, gesturing at her with a hand extended, "Let us get back inside. I'll have the servants prepare you dinner."
As I said that and began to walk back towards the entrance of the palace, Anne followed, if with an angry scowl o her face.
"Is there any kind of food you prefer?" I asked turning my head to look at you.
"Can I even eat your magical alien shitty food?" she drawled.
"I suppose roast will be fine," I said. "Perhaps duck? Duck is-"
"Ah. Ah. Ah! We've got a comedian over here," she hissed. "Listen, pissypants-I've been called duck in all ways since I was ten. Go fuck yourself, your sense of humor, and whoever thought you were funny. You got that? Want me to write it down?
I hummed. "You truly are lucky," I remarked gently. "You would be a mass of welts, black and blue skin on the floor if it were anybody else. You should really be thankful I am renowned for my kindness," I acquiesced.
"If I really were lucky, I'd be dancing to a hard beat with a hard man behind and in front of me," Anne growled, and I widened my eyes. "Instead I'm stuck in this magical alien place of dimwits and shitty people."
"Scandalous," I said in the end. "Utterly scandalous. Is that how you normally talk? May the gods have mercy on your etiquette teacher."
In the end, I had to apologize to Isabella through servant, because I would not be able to attend dinner with her.
Ensuring this...this girl didn't get herself killed by insulting someone of important inside the palace took precedence, and I dreaded to think what she'd do if left to her own devises.
Joseph...why couldn't you summon...I don't know...someone with better manners?
Anyone but a teenager, Joseph.
Was it that difficult not to screw up this badly?
Anne Mallard was not Hiraga Saito. This became painfully clear not just by her sudden outbursts as the twin moons made themselves known in the sky, but also by how she outright throttled my robes in a state of disarray while screaming like an overexcited three year old on sugar rush. Well, I reckon that more than the sharp ear-deafening screams that she was emitting, the fact that she was pointing at the two moons in the sky were and flailing around wildly was to be expected.
"Two moons! Two moons! Twomoonsohshit!" she yelled, squawking about. "There's two fucking moons in the sky!" she grabbed hold of the scruff of my neckline and pulled back and forth to little avail, but still- "You're aliens! Aliens! Like humans? You're not putting any thing up my ass!"
I blinked, and then I recoiled in disgust, "Miss!" I snapped angrily, "Nobody would do something so obscene and disgusting around these parts!" I exhaled, "Would you please calm down? You are making a scene." And point of order, there were some of the gardeners and servants standing about that were looking on with surprise on their faces, and dread. They were probably thinking I was just about to discipline the impudent wench with magic, or something of the sorts.
"Calm down? Calm down?! You didn't just kidnap me! You abducted me to another world! Shit! Shit! Shiiiit!" she brought both hands to her hair, "What am I supposed to do now!? How do I get home now!? Where's the space ufo, you bastard?!"
"Ufo?" I blinked, raising an eyebrow. "You have been summoned here by his royal highness, King Joseph-"
"Then he can send me back! No, he should send me back!" Anne snarled, "Bring him to that jerk! He stole my first kiss, it's only fair he pays it back tenfold!"
I pinched the bridge of my nose. "His Royal Highness is busy with the affairs of the state-"
"He had time to put his grubby old hands on me, so he better find the time!" Anne literally roared, "Or I'm going to go around yelling how much of a frigging pervert he is! Hey you-" she turned to one of the commoners, and in a second my swordwand was out as a gust of flames burst a few inches away from her face, making her recoil and scream as she fell down on the ground, her eyes wide as I pointed my swordwand in her direction, the tip gleaming under the moonlight.
"You will refer to His Royal Highness with respect," I hissed, my eyes narrow, "Or his familiar or not, you will be severely punished."
"That-That-" she stared at the tip of my swordwand. "That fire-"
"That was magic," I replied dryly. "A simple dot spell, but rest assured-"
"M-Magic?" Anne mumbled, "That-you can do magic!?"
"It is the birthright of Nobility, bestowed upon the faithful of Brimir and their descendants," I answered as I sheathed my swordwand, and then extended her a hand. "Now, by all means stand up and-"
She didn't take my hand. Instead, she went for the hilt of my swordwand and hastily unsheathed it, pointing it at me the next second.
I stared in befuddlement as nearby, most of the commoners gasped. Taking the wand from a noble was an offense worthy of death, not simply a punishment. I stared at her even as she pointed the swordwand in my direction.
"You! Magical alien!" seriously? "Take me to your ruler!" she snapped angrily, "I want him to send me back home! Right now! Right this instant!"
"No," I said offhandedly, as from behind her something like five knights in armor had already proceeded to soar towards her at blinding speed. In the blink of an eye, she was pinned on the ground by four knights of the Western Parterre, while the fifth knelt in front of me to give me back my swordwand.
"Gah! Bastards! F-Fuckers! I want to go home! I want to go home! You! You bastards!" her incoherent screaming didn't cease for a few minutes, even as I nodded to the knight in front of me slightly as a show of thanks for having recovered my swordwand.
"You may release her," I said with a dreadful sigh. "She is a guest of his royal highness...if an uncouth, uncivilized barbarian at that."
The knights exchanged a glance, and then calmly let her go. Anne, rather than take it and learn humbleness, decided to punch the royal jewels of a nearby knight as she stood back up, eliciting only a yelp from her own knuckles.
"The knights of the Western Parterre are specialized in Earth magic," I remarked dryly, and suddenly quite amused rather than simply pissed off. "I am given to believe that the first spell they learn is hardening, and they use it to great effect to protect their...most precious parts."
A chorus of chuckles followed from the nearby knights, even as Anne clutched the wrist of her hurt hand and sourly looked at me.
"Now it is getting chilly out here," I pointed out, "And your clothes are...pretty much just two bits of cloth tied together with string. I'll have the royal tailor make you something more decorous and then, perhaps after dinner, you will be in a better state of mind to acknowledge your place."
"Acknowledge my place?" Anne mumbled, "Go fuck yourself on a stick."
"Such insolence! You are speaking to the prince-consort you wench!" one of the knights roared, taking a step forward.
"Halt," I said hastily, seconds before one of the knights managed to complete his backhand-attack on the girl herself. He stopped, even as Anne winced and recoiled from the blow that never came. "It is fine," I acknowledged. "She simply does not know our customs I'm afraid...and she is afraid too," I added offhandedly, shaking my head. "Warm food in one's stomach will do wonders to her character, I'm sure. Come on now," I said, gesturing at her with a hand extended, "Let us get back inside. I'll have the servants prepare you dinner."
As I said that and began to walk back towards the entrance of the palace, Anne followed, if with an angry scowl o her face.
"Is there any kind of food you prefer?" I asked turning my head to look at you.
"Can I even eat your magical alien shitty food?" she drawled.
"I suppose roast will be fine," I said. "Perhaps duck? Duck is-"
"Ah. Ah. Ah! We've got a comedian over here," she hissed. "Listen, pissypants-I've been called duck in all ways since I was ten. Go fuck yourself, your sense of humor, and whoever thought you were funny. You got that? Want me to write it down?
I hummed. "You truly are lucky," I remarked gently. "You would be a mass of welts, black and blue skin on the floor if it were anybody else. You should really be thankful I am renowned for my kindness," I acquiesced.
"If I really were lucky, I'd be dancing to a hard beat with a hard man behind and in front of me," Anne growled, and I widened my eyes. "Instead I'm stuck in this magical alien place of dimwits and shitty people."
"Scandalous," I said in the end. "Utterly scandalous. Is that how you normally talk? May the gods have mercy on your etiquette teacher."
In the end, I had to apologize to Isabella through servant, because I would not be able to attend dinner with her.
Ensuring this...this girl didn't get herself killed by insulting someone of important inside the palace took precedence, and I dreaded to think what she'd do if left to her own devises.
Joseph...why couldn't you summon...I don't know...someone with better manners?
Anyone but a teenager, Joseph.
Was it that difficult not to screw up this badly?
- Location
- Singapore
Well crap. I never thought I would see the day where in a ZnT fic, I could claim that Hiraga Saito would have been a better summon then this trainwreck of a adolescent junkie in training.
I don't know how Henry is going to get through to her that she is in a world where the Ancien Regime is well and alive, and Liberté, égalité, fraternité is not a prospect as the nobles have magic... and the 3rd estate has not.
I don't know how Henry is going to get through to her that she is in a world where the Ancien Regime is well and alive, and Liberté, égalité, fraternité is not a prospect as the nobles have magic... and the 3rd estate has not.
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It's fine. Just enroll her in the foreign legion. A couple of weeks under Agnes would be enough to sort her out.
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Poor stupid girl. She's so annoying and yet a part of me feels sorry for the trouble she's inevitably going to get into.
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- Location
- Dreary ol' London Town
I dunno. Her reaction is pretty believable. I wouldn't say that reacting the way she did is her being stupid. It's simply her being normal. Here she is, expecting a nice normal day in a club and she suddenly has to deal with being in a foreign world with two moons who have freaking magic! and seem to have no compulsion against owning a person. or implication of owning a person.
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- He/Him
Yes, which is precisely why I feel sorry for her instead of just purely annoyed.
EmpirePlayer
Anyone need some chaos?
- Location
- Penang
...wow. So, question to those more familiar with ZnT, can a mage re-summon another familiar in the event of a sudden and unfortunate death? Because Anne really should get past that phase fast if she wants to live past the... Wait.
So, who can see Anne and Joseph getting along swimmingly once she calms down? Because I think I can.
So, who can see Anne and Joseph getting along swimmingly once she calms down? Because I think I can.
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
Feed her to Raven
Yes. In canon after Saito "died" Louise's sisters urged her to just summon a new familiar to help her move on from his loss.
As can I. She's acting a lot like how Jospeh did, according to rumor, before Henry started influencing him.