Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
Well, first timeskip's gonna be quite SCIENTIFIC!.
Would it be weird if we grab someone after the timeskip and ask them about our behavior for the past x days?
Homu can keep a secret, right?
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Would it be weird if we grab someone after the timeskip and ask them about our behavior for the past x days?
Homu can keep a secret, right?
PMCA!Sabrina: BULLSHIT! If this were an evil power I wouldn't have half as much trouble getting people to take me seriously.
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
"Oh hey, what a coincidence meeting you here, do you want to join the Evil Asociation of EVIL?"
"We have cookies."
"No! I told you to stop asking! Go away!"
"You will regret this."
"Have a cookie anyway, and tell Madoka I love her."
"Thanks, I will! See you!"
...
"OK, where was I? Oh yeah, why does nobody believe I'm EVIL?!"
*Munches on cookie*
- Location
- Canada
"I mean, mom can do it, and she uses THE POWER OF LOVE! Despair is totally more evil than love! What gives!?"
*Sabrina angrily punts a QB away from a potential contractee*
Anomalous Materials pt. 16
Tsk. The one question you can't give an enthusiastic yes to, much as you'd like to. Well, maybe not the one question, but... much as you'd like to, you can't give Kirika a clear answer here.
"I... yeah," you say. "I'll try. Mami's already starting to warm up to you, I think. Homura, on the other hand..." You exhale slowly, thoughtfully, as you mull over letting Kirika know. It would be a betrayal of trust, or at least, Homura could see it that way.
You don't want that.
Not just because she's an incredibly powerful magical girl, one of very few on the planet who could reliably kill you, but because...
She's your friend.
You don't want to betray her trust.
"Sabrina?" Kirika prompts.
"I'm thinking," you respond. You... Oriko already knows. She said as much, practically the second time you'd met her. And so does Kirika, really, it came up in casual conversation.
So you're not really betraying Homura's trust, really.
Right.
"She's been hurt, badly, by other versions of you," you say, voice soft. There's no one around who might hear, who could hear, with your privacy bracelets up, but it still feels strange to say it, out here in the open. "I'll work on it, but... yeah."
You debate briefly with yourself about using an analogy. Madoka is Homura's Oriko. That'd probably contextualise it perfectly for Kirika, and then again... Oriko might know, but you're not sure if you should use that comparison.
Regardless, Kirika nods. "Gotcha," she says, fang poking out of a weary grin she directs your way. "Do your best?"
"Of course," you agree.
"Anyway," Kirika says, sliding to the end of the bench and hopping to her feet. "Should be getting back to my oujo."
"What's that supposed to mean?" you ask, swinging your legs over the bench and standing. "Though, uh, I wanted to talk to Oriko about some other stuff, too."
Kirika shrugs. "I have an oujo, you have an oujo," she says, bouncing on her feet as she looks up at the sky. "What d'you want to talk to her about?"
"It's not like that, Kirika," you say patiently. Not like what, your traitorous mind can't help but muse. And are you not? "And I wanted t-"
"No, hold up a sec," Kirika says, eyes snapping to you and vibrant sharpness infusing her voice. "Listen. 'Not like that.' Not like what? Yeah, maybe you two aren't girlfriends. That doesn't matter. Like, the way you support her, and she supports you, and..." She waves her hand. "Yeah. Love her. You got that?"
Wide citrine eyes stare unblinkingly at you, her body wired and taut. You're suddenly aware that over the course of her little tirade, she'd closed the distance to you, and even if she's shorter than you, it doesn't diminish the fact she could probably gut you before you react.
You'd survive it, of course, but it would hurt. Best buddy she might be, but in Oriko's words, she's... quirky.
"Yeah," you say. "Yeah, I got it."
"Cool," she says, stepping back. The manic intensity dissolves like a storm breaking, melting into a smile. "So, what did you want to ask Oriko?"
You blink, exhaling. "Well..." you say, chewing on your lip. I wanted to discuss stuff with her, because, well... It's kind of relevant to her."
"Mm," Kirika nods. "Go on?"
"I... was planning on letting Miki Sayaka know about you two at some point," you say. "It... really is a matter of time until it gets out, really, since, you know-" you jerk your head off to the side in emphasis "-the white rat knows it."
"Who?" Kirika asks.
"Uh... Kyuubey? The Incubator?" you hazard, raising an eyebrow.
"No, not that, I know that." Kirika scowls, waving it off. "Miki Sayaka."
You blink.
And then you blink again.
"Uh..." You raise a finger. "You know, the person whose house Oriko burned down?"
"Oooh, gotcha," Kirika says, scratching her head thoughtfully as she marches back toward the house, spring in her step. "You think she'll be mad?"
You're... fairly certain Sayaka's come up in front of Kirika before. She must have. "... yes," you say carefully, following Kirika. "People tend to be mad about that kind of thing. And, uh, she tends to be very... aggressive about justice."
"Oh," Kirika says. She pauses midway through pulling the glass door open. "Ohhh. I gotcha. She'll want to burn our house down?"
"Uh," you say. You can't deny the fact that the thought has crossed your mind. Numerous times, in point of fact. You've even considered offering it up as... recompense for Oriko burning down Sayaka's house.
Kirika cups her chin. "Yeah, I gotcha," she says. "'s gonna be... delicate."
"Mmm," you say. "So that's what I wanted to ask Oriko about. Like I said, it's relevant to her, and I reckon that having some say in her own future should do her some good."
"Hrrrm..." Kirika says. "Yeah, should ask her. She's good at this kinda planning and predicting people and stuff, you know? Like you!"
You shrug. "She's better at it than I am, honestly," you say.
Kirika shrugs too. "Well, ask her, I guess," she says. "Though um..."
"Hm, Kirika?" you ask.
She hesitates before answering, meandering through the living room. "I... kinda wanted to talk to Oriko alone for a while," she says. "Um... could you make it quick?"
A blink. "Sure," you say. "I can do that."
"Great!" Kirika beams at you.
"I can hear you, you know," Oriko calls from the kitchen.
"Orikooooo!" Kirika practically vanishes from your side, a gust of wind chasing her. When you round the corner into the kitchen, you find the black haired girl sprawled out over Oriko's lap like a particularly affectionate kitten.
"Well, I didn't, but we weren't saying anything you weren't going to hear eventually, anyway," you say, giving Oriko a once over. She looks calmer, poised and centered. A closer look, though... despite the way her expression softens as she strokes Kirika's face, the lost, defeated look written in the worry lines around her eyes isn't going anywhere.
She inclines her head towards you. "What did you want to say?"
You glance at Kirika. She catches your eye, and motions towards you.
You'll take that you're to start first, then.
"Well," you begin. "I was thinking about letting Sayaka know about you guys. It's-" you raise your hands in a placating gesture as Oriko opens her mouth. "It's information that's going to get out eventually, with the Incubator around."
Oriko nods. "I agree," she says.
"And hopefully we can do it under contro-" You blink, jarred from the stream of explanation. "Wait, say that again?"
"I agree that the information will get out eventually, and I think it needs to be broken gently," Oriko says. She gives you a smile with not an ounce of mirth in it. "It's one of the ways I die. She finds out when you're not in Mitakihara." Her hand, running through Kirika's hair, slows and tightens a bit. "She dies shortly afterwards."
Kirika's hand reaches up and catches Oriko's, squeezing tightly.
"I can imagine," you say drily. Not too hard to fill in the pieces, though... you admit, you can't quite see Sayaka going for the kill. As it is, she doesn't know that her house burning down was deliberate arson, but even so.
"Soul Gem," Oriko says, watching you with a blank, unwavering expression. "Accident."
A rather nasty suspicion surfaces in your mind. Given Oriko's fatalism... Accident, or accident?
Feh.
Probably not the best to confront her about it.
"Any suggestions for breaking it to Sayaka?" you prompt. You've considered tossing her at Oriko and Kirika blind, letting her see them as people first. You do fear that it might be a bit too manipulative, though.
Oriko shrugs. "If you don't want me to die, then it would be best that it be done soon," she says. "Apart from that..." She shakes her head. "She's predisposed to dislike me. Hate me."
"She's wrong to," Kirika pipes up.
The seer shrugs with one shoulder.
[] Write-in
Here we go.
"I... yeah," you say. "I'll try. Mami's already starting to warm up to you, I think. Homura, on the other hand..." You exhale slowly, thoughtfully, as you mull over letting Kirika know. It would be a betrayal of trust, or at least, Homura could see it that way.
You don't want that.
Not just because she's an incredibly powerful magical girl, one of very few on the planet who could reliably kill you, but because...
She's your friend.
You don't want to betray her trust.
"Sabrina?" Kirika prompts.
"I'm thinking," you respond. You... Oriko already knows. She said as much, practically the second time you'd met her. And so does Kirika, really, it came up in casual conversation.
So you're not really betraying Homura's trust, really.
Right.
"She's been hurt, badly, by other versions of you," you say, voice soft. There's no one around who might hear, who could hear, with your privacy bracelets up, but it still feels strange to say it, out here in the open. "I'll work on it, but... yeah."
You debate briefly with yourself about using an analogy. Madoka is Homura's Oriko. That'd probably contextualise it perfectly for Kirika, and then again... Oriko might know, but you're not sure if you should use that comparison.
Regardless, Kirika nods. "Gotcha," she says, fang poking out of a weary grin she directs your way. "Do your best?"
"Of course," you agree.
"Anyway," Kirika says, sliding to the end of the bench and hopping to her feet. "Should be getting back to my oujo."
"What's that supposed to mean?" you ask, swinging your legs over the bench and standing. "Though, uh, I wanted to talk to Oriko about some other stuff, too."
Kirika shrugs. "I have an oujo, you have an oujo," she says, bouncing on her feet as she looks up at the sky. "What d'you want to talk to her about?"
"It's not like that, Kirika," you say patiently. Not like what, your traitorous mind can't help but muse. And are you not? "And I wanted t-"
"No, hold up a sec," Kirika says, eyes snapping to you and vibrant sharpness infusing her voice. "Listen. 'Not like that.' Not like what? Yeah, maybe you two aren't girlfriends. That doesn't matter. Like, the way you support her, and she supports you, and..." She waves her hand. "Yeah. Love her. You got that?"
Wide citrine eyes stare unblinkingly at you, her body wired and taut. You're suddenly aware that over the course of her little tirade, she'd closed the distance to you, and even if she's shorter than you, it doesn't diminish the fact she could probably gut you before you react.
You'd survive it, of course, but it would hurt. Best buddy she might be, but in Oriko's words, she's... quirky.
"Yeah," you say. "Yeah, I got it."
"Cool," she says, stepping back. The manic intensity dissolves like a storm breaking, melting into a smile. "So, what did you want to ask Oriko?"
You blink, exhaling. "Well..." you say, chewing on your lip. I wanted to discuss stuff with her, because, well... It's kind of relevant to her."
"Mm," Kirika nods. "Go on?"
"I... was planning on letting Miki Sayaka know about you two at some point," you say. "It... really is a matter of time until it gets out, really, since, you know-" you jerk your head off to the side in emphasis "-the white rat knows it."
"Who?" Kirika asks.
"Uh... Kyuubey? The Incubator?" you hazard, raising an eyebrow.
"No, not that, I know that." Kirika scowls, waving it off. "Miki Sayaka."
You blink.
And then you blink again.
"Uh..." You raise a finger. "You know, the person whose house Oriko burned down?"
"Oooh, gotcha," Kirika says, scratching her head thoughtfully as she marches back toward the house, spring in her step. "You think she'll be mad?"
You're... fairly certain Sayaka's come up in front of Kirika before. She must have. "... yes," you say carefully, following Kirika. "People tend to be mad about that kind of thing. And, uh, she tends to be very... aggressive about justice."
"Oh," Kirika says. She pauses midway through pulling the glass door open. "Ohhh. I gotcha. She'll want to burn our house down?"
"Uh," you say. You can't deny the fact that the thought has crossed your mind. Numerous times, in point of fact. You've even considered offering it up as... recompense for Oriko burning down Sayaka's house.
Kirika cups her chin. "Yeah, I gotcha," she says. "'s gonna be... delicate."
"Mmm," you say. "So that's what I wanted to ask Oriko about. Like I said, it's relevant to her, and I reckon that having some say in her own future should do her some good."
"Hrrrm..." Kirika says. "Yeah, should ask her. She's good at this kinda planning and predicting people and stuff, you know? Like you!"
You shrug. "She's better at it than I am, honestly," you say.
Kirika shrugs too. "Well, ask her, I guess," she says. "Though um..."
"Hm, Kirika?" you ask.
She hesitates before answering, meandering through the living room. "I... kinda wanted to talk to Oriko alone for a while," she says. "Um... could you make it quick?"
A blink. "Sure," you say. "I can do that."
"Great!" Kirika beams at you.
"I can hear you, you know," Oriko calls from the kitchen.
"Orikooooo!" Kirika practically vanishes from your side, a gust of wind chasing her. When you round the corner into the kitchen, you find the black haired girl sprawled out over Oriko's lap like a particularly affectionate kitten.
"Well, I didn't, but we weren't saying anything you weren't going to hear eventually, anyway," you say, giving Oriko a once over. She looks calmer, poised and centered. A closer look, though... despite the way her expression softens as she strokes Kirika's face, the lost, defeated look written in the worry lines around her eyes isn't going anywhere.
She inclines her head towards you. "What did you want to say?"
You glance at Kirika. She catches your eye, and motions towards you.
You'll take that you're to start first, then.
"Well," you begin. "I was thinking about letting Sayaka know about you guys. It's-" you raise your hands in a placating gesture as Oriko opens her mouth. "It's information that's going to get out eventually, with the Incubator around."
Oriko nods. "I agree," she says.
"And hopefully we can do it under contro-" You blink, jarred from the stream of explanation. "Wait, say that again?"
"I agree that the information will get out eventually, and I think it needs to be broken gently," Oriko says. She gives you a smile with not an ounce of mirth in it. "It's one of the ways I die. She finds out when you're not in Mitakihara." Her hand, running through Kirika's hair, slows and tightens a bit. "She dies shortly afterwards."
Kirika's hand reaches up and catches Oriko's, squeezing tightly.
"I can imagine," you say drily. Not too hard to fill in the pieces, though... you admit, you can't quite see Sayaka going for the kill. As it is, she doesn't know that her house burning down was deliberate arson, but even so.
"Soul Gem," Oriko says, watching you with a blank, unwavering expression. "Accident."
A rather nasty suspicion surfaces in your mind. Given Oriko's fatalism... Accident, or accident?
Feh.
Probably not the best to confront her about it.
"Any suggestions for breaking it to Sayaka?" you prompt. You've considered tossing her at Oriko and Kirika blind, letting her see them as people first. You do fear that it might be a bit too manipulative, though.
Oriko shrugs. "If you don't want me to die, then it would be best that it be done soon," she says. "Apart from that..." She shakes her head. "She's predisposed to dislike me. Hate me."
"She's wrong to," Kirika pipes up.
The seer shrugs with one shoulder.
[] Write-in
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Here we go.
- Location
- The Surface Of A Hostile Planet
He is risen!
I relinquish control of PMAS to it's glorious founder!
Herding all those cats was obnoxious anyway...
I relinquish control of PMAS to it's glorious founder!
Herding all those cats was obnoxious anyway...
FelOnyx
Love and Peace!
- Location
- Gunsmoke
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Oh like you even tried. You were just one cat in the herd, man.
NavySeel
"I don't know what I'm doing."
- Location
- Places
So since a Sheepdog herds sheep, does that make him a Catcat?
- Location
- Malaysia
Seeing that my mom does have a herd of cats, I can totally see that.
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
We're
back, baby!
Damn it Homu, no killing Oriko!
Put that gun down!
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- Location
- Malaysia
Give them enough space to walk and sit behind wardrobes, they will shit behind wardrobes. Bathroom moments are private, y'know.
No really, put your wardrobes closer to the walls, just until they can't walk behind them easily.
[]...Got it. Thanks, Oriko. Maybe...we might drop in again soon, with Sayaka if that's alright? I was thinking of introducing her to you first before saying...um, exactly why you guys are here? If we do, please try to give her a chance, even if she's...upset.
[]Will you guys be okay? Oriko?
[]Um, Kirika, one thing- your parents/family doing okay? I forgot to ask.
[]Anything else?
Hmm. What DID we want to do today? Check up on Ono maybe? Maybe check up on Sasa Yuuki?
What's with Kirika's obliviousness to Sayaka there?
[]Will you guys be okay? Oriko?
[]Um, Kirika, one thing- your parents/family doing okay? I forgot to ask.
[]Anything else?
Hmm. What DID we want to do today? Check up on Ono maybe? Maybe check up on Sasa Yuuki?
What's with Kirika's obliviousness to Sayaka there?
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CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
And so we return. Back to the grind.
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
Kirika's got mind reading powers!
At least where Ojous are concerned.
I don't know.
But I'm sure we wanted to visit Koko.
It would make sense, after all.
NephyrisX
Luck is my dump stat. And the dice shows.
- Location
- Singapore
We're
back, baby!
For the last time, Homura, you're not the Terminator.
Hmm. We COULD probably do some science...
EDIT: just checked the day planner
We're slated to go Sasahunting in the afternoon and/or tell Kyoko about Walpurgisnacht- anyone else feel this is a bit of a risk?
Other afternoon activities are to text Shin to ask if Nagisa can come to the picnic, and Call North Tokyo, Fukusima, and Ishinomaki to arrange cleansing trips or clear seeds.
EDIT: just checked the day planner
We're slated to go Sasahunting in the afternoon and/or tell Kyoko about Walpurgisnacht- anyone else feel this is a bit of a risk?
Other afternoon activities are to text Shin to ask if Nagisa can come to the picnic, and Call North Tokyo, Fukusima, and Ishinomaki to arrange cleansing trips or clear seeds.
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As always, the science should probably have an actual purpose for being done.
- Location
- Canada
We have an infiltrator.
Who are you, and what have you done with the real Ugolino!?
- Location
- Malaysia
Sayaka's not important enough on her Oriko radar. I don't think she even care whose house she burned down(if she's the one who done the deed), so long Oriko said "Burn this house down, Kirika."
I was like that too, except for the arson and ojou thing. You know the face, but the name you will forget or not care at all.
Welcome back, @Firnagzen
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
[] She's not unjustified in her feelings. But I think we can work through this.
[] ... OK, expect visits this afternoon? If that's OK, I just want to introduce everyone, spend a while and leave... I'll let her know afterwards.
-[] Unless you've a better idea?
[] If they don't need anything else, we'll let them have some alone time.
[] Contact Secretary Yuma about your appointment. Perhaps you could arrive a bit early? Like, right now early?
It's time for Kirika to worry about her Ojou.
Come on.
[] ... OK, expect visits this afternoon? If that's OK, I just want to introduce everyone, spend a while and leave... I'll let her know afterwards.
-[] Unless you've a better idea?
[] If they don't need anything else, we'll let them have some alone time.
[] Contact Secretary Yuma about your appointment. Perhaps you could arrive a bit early? Like, right now early?
It's time for Kirika to worry about her Ojou.
Be honest, now.
Come on.
