"Oh, somewhere around [REDACTED]," says [homeless], "since Irrisya will just make friends with EVERYONE. Like if there was a ugly stray dog, she'd be there petting it. It warms my heart. Just like a Giant Cake to celebrate this new alliance would," he says, looking at Irrisyana.
"THATS A GREAT IDEA! You five come with me! Everyone else hold down ship! Operation: Great Cake hereby commences!" She immediately turns and walks off, five maids in tow.
"Yup. What a kind, warmhearted person," says [homeless]. "Just be sure not to [redacted2]-shes a bit sensitive about that."
Yeah, it happens.
Just wanted all of you to know I'm still alive despite having two finals both today. So now I'm done with tests!
So now to dedicate the next 42 hours to a) finishing up my ridiculous combination map/paper/cross section/beautiful creation of science, and b) not dying. And with that I'll only have to complete my other paper over spring break :P So yeah, I'll try to update soon!
You find that this was done by a reaper class servant, but you can't tell much more than that. His presence is very weak.
"Ready to go?" Irrisya calls out from the other room.
Well, this was pleasant. No one had yet visited him, [the girl] had left and could take care of herself, and this time around no one was poking their head in his shop. Time to read the newspaper for a bit.
Why is the movie listings on top?
Hmmm, it appears there has been some miscommunication. I think this can be solved with further communication on the parts of the DMs. :P
(Though yes, this results in the Craig stuff.)
Though yes, I think I know how to solve it. >.> As always, the answer is MIND-NUMBING STUPIDITY.
Yeah, This probably will result in a lot of facepalming on the part of everyone else involved.
You realise that this would slowly waste away most non-magi within a few days, without any obvious benefit to the caster.
This would lead to higher scrutiny of the war and the area, as it would be explicitly against the rules of the war, however. It also has put the civiallian authorities in quite the flurry.
"No no, its fine." Aono smiled. She... really was taking this well in a very genuine way.
For today she plans to clean up around the house and then go shopping for vegetables (since they need more carrots and onions for tonights dinner).
After that she plans on sewing a new dress for your mother, until she is going to fix dinner in the evening. "However," she adds, "if you want to contact me you know you always can."
"...yes, but we do have to support you. If you were harmed in any way... I... I don't know what we would do. We all want you to be successful in this too, and if we don't support you when you're in danger, then what use are we?" Aono turns her head to the side, and pauses for a moment, with a worried look on her face. She takes a second to regain her composure, and resumes eating breakfast. However, you know that she wouldn't be comfortable talking more about that subject.
"What? No.... I've never seen anyone like that in my life. Who do you think you are, some private investigator or something? Leave this job to the professionals--don't expose yourself to any more danger than you have to." He obviously wants to be done talking to you, and turns away to shoo off some other onlookers.
I'll leave Avenger's answer to Watcher, but yeah, I just wanted to get that out of the way, because I also need to do this!\
The black-clad girl, her hair 'dyed' brown, finished climbing up the wall. The house was just up ahead--but she couldn't ruin everything now! They needed to use stealth! She turned around and put a finger up to her mouth to remind [her friend] of that too.
They crawled around to wall to sneak around the back, to be really sure that no one would see them (though the side entrance would be a lot easier). She looked both ways before jumping down (Like you do for crossing a street, da!) and suppressed the sound of their landing. Stealth really was so fun! She made sure [her friend] also got down without a problem, and then made her way to the back door.
Before going in to investigate, she wondered how [moon2] was doing.
The little girl sneezed.
Waver wasn't sure how a [REDACTED] could ever do that--she couldn't ever get sick, the [REDACTED] would see to that--but man, why did HE have to be the one babysitting? [Black] just came earlier, poked her head in, and left [moon2] standing there as she and [her friend] ran off all dressed in black... well, they usually were, but they looked TWICE as suspsicous as they normally do....
As the girl emptied the teapot, he went to make more.
Watcher: Though normally yes, [Black] would be her servant, this has been inhereted by [Black] by the usual way. Not that I would think you had any trouble knowing who I was referring to in the first place.
Should've also asked for a insight check. For reference you got a 12., which won't penalise you any really.
Aono takes the apple from your hand deftly. She smiles and gives a quick "Thank you" before turning to pour pancake batter onto the hot griddle behind her.
The pancakes are ready in a few minutes. Aono serves you the perfect portion, and sits down cheerily to enjoy her breakfast. You know she would be open to conversation, but wouldn't be one to start it.
Alright I'm back from camping.
I have contacted all of the players who don't seem to have fallen off of the face of the earth to come back and play; I'm giving them a little bit. Otherwise I'm also trying to bring in new players to take them over, or also start making characters of their own. So yeah.
Hopefully this works >.>
Hey, probably should have said this a few days ago, but life... has been life-y in oh so many small annoying ways. But yeah. Feel free to post what you're going to do on the morning of day 1 up to whenever you have to go out and go somewhere, at which point I'll post something for you. And Archibald I need to give you a PM but I'll write that in the morning.
"Indeed it is, my young master. And I always have my workbench with me," he says, standing up. The workbench moves with him. "After all, what use is thought if you're going to forget the idea before you get back to work on it? This way I don't have to worry." He begins building a wall to.... something. Its sloped at an odd angle. "First, however, let us get proper accomodations so I may do my work, yes?"
OOC: skipping you a bit for now but congrats have a Beast servant when you wake up tomorrow... in bed with you.
"Ah, well I was just checking upon... certain subterranian areas, and found we are at quite the advantage, my master." He whispers something in your ear.
Your familliars don't find him at the scene of the fight. Five minutes later he turns up on your roof, a bit beaten and bleary but OK.
You go upstairs to your room, where your wife is waiting, cha--sitting freely on the bed. Her eyes are wide open, even though you're fairly sure she's dreaming, because she always has such a happy smile on when dreaming, and a bit less fake. You get into bed next to Aono, and she wakes with a bit of a start. However, she puts her arms around you, and the next thing you're aware of, its morning. Aono always loves to use her secret method to make you instantly fall asleep.
OOC: Okay, watcher is taking a bit too long, I shall move us along a bit. Do note that Caster and Berserker both survive after unleashing wave after wave of Noble Phantasm, and essentially destroying the port. Otherwise, consider that chronologically the large berserker-caster fight goes somewhere over here.
"Ah, Hello there! Summoning ritual complete, I am your Fool class servant [Name]! How do you do? And what an unusual place... but... its so interesting...." Fool begins to fiddle with your circle components, tinkering with them.
OOC: If you wish to do more actions tonight, do them now, otherwise I presume you will go out and get dinner or something similar.
Monster is right behind you. "Ah, My apologies my master. I merely wished to take a slight nap, as they're something I enjoyed greatly in life."
His words are some of the most convincing you've ever heard. You also know they're Blatant Lies. You didn't take naps during that period of time lest ye be accused of sloth by a rival nobleman, and then challenged by the church. And you know his dedication to that.
Your father smiles at you. "Come on, I'm sure berserker will be fine. Let's get some rest for you. I'm sure Aono is worrying about how the summoning went."
"Sir--" He says over a very crackery radio, "Its li-- a massi-- typhoo-- here. Th-- --n hav-- to take shel-- from the win-- We know Cas-- fight-- --thing big, an-- lots of --plosions." Several loud booms are heard in the background. "That's all-- can tell, sir."
You make your way to your base. Quite nicely, it seems no one has bothered to touch it, and your base defences have kept all others away from it. Its just as crampt as always, but that's nothing new for you and Sentinel.