I'll protect Uryu no matter what!

[Affiliated with Realta Deiridh]

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Sorta Like a Mana...||gwalxhmei

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            A soft look of understanding lined Gawain’s features as he listened carefully to his Master’s desire. It was a wish that had the benefit of the people and creatures called Mana in mind. And to Gawain, it was a beautiful wish that he would fight for without regretting any consequence that may happen. “I have no doubt that your wish will indeed be granted by the Holy Grail, Master. And even less of my apprehension in serving you without question.”

           “If you put your all into fighting for what you want, I’m certain that you will definitely be rewarded in the end for your efforts.” He continues to beam at her, assuring her that her wish was one worth fighting in a war for. While the situation of her people did sound like something that can definitely be alleviated by work coming from both parties; Gawain didn’t voice his thoughts on the matter and decided that the situation must be worsening, even if she was able to somewhat brighten the situation, or had possibilities of a nose dive into unmentionable territories.

          “My wish—” He starts. Advocating the same morals of equality that Ulrika mentioned not too long ago. “Is to redeem myself as a Knight and as a Person in serving another Lord in this war. It’s a fault that was related to the legends and romances that I come from.”

            “Forgive me if it sounds as if I’m only using you as a means to grant my own selfish desires, but that is a reason why we heeded the Holy Grail’s call.”

            The fact that his nor King Arthur’s name and fame was unknown to his Master surprised Gawain yet again. A bemused chuckle followed the thought of it. Having sworn fealty to her would have no doubt have its surprises as well as its merits. “If you wish to know of my legend—as I wish to know of yours do you perhaps wish to sit on the lounge instead of standing idly? I’ll prepare us some tea and snacks.”

            He motions towards the bare lounge that their house came with— save for some chairs and a coffee table.

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She gave him a sigh of relief and a small smile when it appeared that he thought her wish was a good one. Most of the time she had been selfish and only looking to better things for herself, but her experiences at Al-Revis had taught her that by doing things for others, maybe everyone could be happy in the end.

"I hope so, if fighting for it will help me make things happen, then I'll do it." Maybe she wasn't very smart, or very strong, but she had determination and that's helped her so far.

"So that's yer wish..." She had managed to stay quiet long enough to listen to his words, his wish. When she heard his chuckle, for a moment she wondered if he was making fun of her for not knowing about anything he was saying, but she could cool her temper down, especially with what he was offering.

"It don't matter to me much if yer selfish or not, I think you have a pretty good wish there. I don't know what you did, but I guess that's why we're gonna sit down an' talk about it." She smiled at him, then walked over to a chair. Whatever he thought was his fault, she had the feeling that he wasn't as bad as he was making himself out to be.

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Winter Blues | protectorofmana

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"Is that so? I was under the impression alchemists were a specialised type of magi but I suppose that shows how little I know. I’m glad to hear they are no longer in decline." Indeed, it would be a shame if such knowledge vanished from the world altogether, there were likely many practical applications for it.

"Ah you don’t have to do something like that, I’m just glad to help! Besides, I’m not sure what kind of thing I would even want or have a use for…" That being said, he was curious about how alchemy worked, so maybe he would take her up on the offer just to see it in action. "Well, in any case, let’s head to the store first and see what they have before we think about stuff like that."

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"That so?" She looked confused for a moment, wondering if that was something she might have learned in class and just forgotten. After racking her brains for a few more minutes, a scrunched up expression revealed that she was frustrated and could remember nothing. "Hm, well alchemists, magi, it don't matter if they're the or not. What matters is that I'm a bonafide alchemist!" She smiled, the irritation of her poor memory easily washed away.

"You can think about whether you want something or not when we're over there, I gotta see what they got after all! Race you there!" Exercise meant keeping your body warm, didn't it? So a friendly race should get their blood pumping as she set off toward the direction he had pointed out earlier.

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Sorta Like a Mana...||gwalxhmei

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            Gawain simply nods at his Master’s affirmation of her strengths. He had no doubts that she was a strong Master even more so as a Magus—or whatever it was magic users were called from her plane. He could feel the smooth flow of energy coming from her and into him; allowing him to complete his material form and to stay in it for long periods of time if need be. “I have no doubts of your strength and much more of your willpower and am excited to fight alongside you in this duel among Legendary Souls.” He breathed out a smile and let go of her hand.

           “I am a Knight of King Arthur and served in his court while alive. You may refer to me as Sir Gawain when we’re inside our house—but I ask that you refrain in caution of familiars that would be used in gathering information.”

            Ulrika’s optimism for the participating in the war was jarring but by no means welcome. Facing trials with a smile on one’s face was an admirable trait to the knight.

            “Master, may I ask of you what your wish is for the Holy Grail?” He voice grows serious as he continues. “Willingness to participate in this battle royale between Magus and Servants is an admirable trait indeed but I wish to know if the reason you chose to fight justifies my taking up arms on your behalf.”

            She was a suitable master for him in terms of support and he had no doubts that her desires for the Grail were pure and of good intentions. But it was better to hear it coming from her own mouth than to make assumptions based on appearances and his imagination.

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The fact that he sounded genuine made her believe that he really didn't doubt her strength which made her pretty happy. When she was in school, while maybe she wasn't the smartest or the strongest, plenty of people around her had doubts about her skills and capabilities. But, he seemed so sure that she was as true as her word and it really pleased her. She really liked this Mana-err, Servant.

"Sir Gawain, why that's a pretty fancy name. And while I don't know of a King Arthur, being a knight and all, I'm gonna guess you were pretty important back then. Don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut!"

Thankfully no one she knew was here or else they would have quickly disregarded her words because Ulrika was pretty loud.

"Huh? Sure, of course, what is it?"

Listening to his question, wow that was pretty quick of him to ask, she couldn't help but let out a sigh. That's right, even though she had been forced to participate, the fact of the matter was that she was in this whole fiasco now. If she was going to do this, she had to go all the way, but for what reason? Just because she was brought to this place or what? Taking a minute or two, she realized what might be a good wish.

"Err... well, yanno... back where I come from... the amount of Mana around are dwindling an' in fact it's a bit difficult for Mana and humans to meet up or even get along. I mean, we sorta' fixed that up a bit by the time I graduated... but, I'm sure there's still a lot more I coulda' done. Ya' think if I wish for there to be more Mana or that the relations between us and them were better, it'd work? I know it kinda' sounds like a long shot but if I can make home a better place for Uryu an' everyone, I'd like to."

It wasn't often that you'd hear Ulrika with such selfless words but her experiences had helped her grow and this was a matter she had always worried about for Uryu and Pepperoni too.

[shin-takamiya]

Winter Blues | protectorofmana

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"Wow, there’s even a school for alchemy…Sorry, it’s just I’ve never met an alchemist before. Even among magi, alchemy is a field that I’ve rarely heard come up in discussion, so I’m a bit surprised to meet one I suppose." From what he heard of alchemy, it was an interesting field dedicated to synthesising materials out of other ingredients. It seemed like a useful skill, so it was a curious thing they seemed to be an uncommon existence.

"-Ah yes!" he pointed back on the map, "This is the place here, sorry for getting sidetracked. If you’d like I could show you the way."

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"Yup, that there is, Al-Revis Academy, most prestigious school there is for alchemy, at least from where I come from it was. Magi, huh? Can't say I really know much about them, but alchemists were becoming fewer and fewer at home too considering that the Mana were disappearing. But, I think we fixed that problem up so it should be fine now." It took a few battles and some life threatening situations but it should be okay now, from what she understood at least.

"Oh, thanks! And really? I'd appreciate that, in return, how 'bout I alchemize something for ya? Not sure how much I can make with the stuff here, but we can check it out!"

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Sorta Like a Mana...||gwalxhmei

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            The sweetness and sincerity that permeated in his master’s voice caused the Knight to blink in surprise. But nonetheless keep the confident countenance about his figure. The hand that was extended towards him was taken with a mumble of a “Thank you, Master.” But once he stood on the wooden floor, the other’s limb remained in his and even covered it with his free hand.

           “As am I, and have full confidence that we will create a powerful duo that will be impossible to defeat.” These were words made from baseless conjecture. The mana that was supplying his form was excellent, and flowed as natural as spring water.

           “Yes, I do have a true name that you can refer to me as but I ask that you not disseminate it so freely to the citizens of this city. Our chances of winning the Holy Grail will be much better if it is kept secret,” His tone used in speaking to her was not condescending in the least; rather, it was a tone similar to how an older brother would speak to his younger siblings: authoritative but still kind.

            A gauntlet crosses his chest and a hand that once covered her hand lands squarely above his heart. The other was still holding her hand. “If you wish to know my true name all you have to do is ask. But please remember what I said about using it.”

            “Master.” He tilts his head with an ambient smile. A nod is elicited from the Knight as he gently squeezes his Master’s soft hands. “Should you wish to be further informed as to how the Holy Grail War works, please do not hesitate to consult the book you mentioned or me.”

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Now, the amount of physical contact she had with males was not very much, mostly because she could hardly count her workshop members(a ball possessing a mascot suit, a little kid, and an oversized Sprite) and her teachers, so the fact that he still had her hand made her want to raise an eyebrow. However, she just mentally shrugged it off, after all, he was about the same thing as a Mana but more human-like.

"Is that so? You must be pretty strong then, huh? I'm not weak either, ya need to be plenty strong to be able to gather materials out in the wild, after all." For someone who was thrust into a war, Ulrika was in quite the good spirits. Though, that might be partly because she hadn't really understood that this was a War. She had already been in one of those before, if you counted that whole fiasco between humans and Mana, so the concept of danger was a normal one for her. As long as she did her best, she was sure she'd be okay.

"As for your true name, I'll leave it up to you to tell me or not. I wouldn't want to put you in any trouble, and while I think it's important to use names to be on equal footing, I'm fine with not knowing." Names were a fickle thing anyway, even her friend Enna had his name forcibly switched with his sister's when they were younger.

"Hm?" His hands were slightly larger than her own and quite strong, once again she could feel her heart beat irregularly for a second before returning to normal. Maybe she should do a check-up on herself later. "Alright, I'll be sure to ask you then! Feel free to ask me any questions too, though I'm not sure what'd you'd want to know."

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The First Rule of Alchemy is...wait what was it? | protector of manac

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Arata made the gun disappear the second he saw the young girl panic at the sight of it. A perfectly normal reaction to having a gun suddenly pointed at you. Probably wasn’t a great idea to go waving a magic gun around in a public place. 

"Ehehe, sorry about that…"

She was cute, but he wondered what she was doing in this part of the library in the first place. In all the time he spent there reading, he hadn’t seen a single person come by looking for anything until now. He assumed it was because there were actual books like this here so no normal person would have a reason to be here. 

"Oh are you looking for alchemy books too?"

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Even in her world, guns were not exactly the weapon in choice, in fact... she didn't think she knew of many gun wielders. Some of the teachers had Mana-based attacks, and even she did(though they were useless since Uryu was left home), but there were many other weapons that people had used. Maybe her own weapons wasn't really normal but it least it was less surprising than a firearm.

"Sorry? You had me so frightened! A library ain't no place to be holdin' guns an' such!" While she wasn't fuming, it was obvious that she was quite upset.

She took in a deep breath to calm down before answering their question. "Yes, I am. There weren't any back at my place so I figured there might be some down here."

[shin-takamiya]

Winter Blues | protectorofmana

[shin-takamiya]

It looks like she calmed down after that. She was most likely lashing out out of frustration rather than just out of rudeness, so he could forgive her for that.

"It’s fine. That sundry shop…I don’t think I’m too familiar with it, but I think it’s around-" his finger hovered over a part of the map "Wait, you’re an alchemist?" Shidou had never met such a person before, and normally he would have been dismissive of such a claim, but in this war between mages, it’s not surprising such a person would exist.

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It was well known among her workshop members, and even those out of it, that she had quite the short fuse... especially when things didn't go the way it should have. But, she knew when she was in the wrong and would definitely apologize for it.

"Around where?" How could he just stop mid-sentence, that was weird. "And yeah? I went to school for it, graduated, and own my own workshop and everything. What about it?" Had this kid never seen an alchemist before? Then again, even in her world, the numbers had been dwindling....

[shin-takamiya]

Winter Blues | protectorofmana

[shin-takamiya]

She made no real effort to hide the fact that she was incrediby uncomfortable with her circumstances; she was clearly in a bad mood. Maybe he shouldn’t have approached her? But then for better or for worse he couldn’t really help himself when it came to these things. And really she only herself to blame for being cold.

"…I was just trying help, you don’t need to snap at me." Yeah, this probably was a mistake. How much would he regret this he wondered. Oh well, it can’t be helped now. "Where are you trying to go?"

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Oh damn, she hadn't meant to blow up on a complete stranger. It was just that between being pretty cold and being pretty lost, it made for a pretty upset country gal. Letting out a sigh she looked at him apologetically.

"Sorry about that, didn't mean to be so rude. Anyway, I'm on my way to this sundry shop on the map, I need materials for alchemy and since I'm not used to the area just yet, I figure it's better if I buy this stuff first before going out to find it myself."

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The First Rule of Alchemy is...wait what was it? | protector of manac

Magic through the study and understanding of a certain research theme is what all mages are taught in order to improve their skills, or so Arata thought. Apparently as far as this world was concerned, there was no need for magic Archives or Themas, there were no legendary grimoires or tomes either. The magic was so confusing that he gave up all hope of having Sora try to copy it. If he was going to adjust to this new world he needed to get used to the way magic worked here, which meant starting from the basics. Which is why he was in a strange part of Fuyuki’s Library.

"Realize."

Arata extended his hand as he recited the familiar spell. A revolver appeared in his hands just as he expected. He was never entirely sure how Outer Alchemy worked exactly, but he remembered Lilith saying that it has to do with the process taking his magic in exchange for being able to create things like the guns he used. Well for someone that had the massive amount of magic he had didn’t have much to worry about unless he were to do something stupid. 

He sat and waved the gun in his hand around until he got bored and pretended to shoot in front of him, just as someone came from around the corner.

"This is…well…."

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Man, she really had no worthwhile books at her home. Not that she was much of a reader anyway, in fact she wasn't even the best student back in her school either. But goshdarnit, she would need more research materials for the kind of alchemy here. From what Ulrika had already gathered, the materials she could easily find back home were scarce to nothing here. There had to be other ways though.

Which is why she had gone to the library, surely there had to be something there. The library in the Academy was haunted sure, but it had some darn good information too. Now if she could only find something-

"W-Whoa! What the-!? Don't shoot!" What a wonderful greeting.

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Sorta Like a Mana...||gwalxhmei

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            The Holy Grail: an omnipotent device capable of granting any wish. Whether this wish will be used for the betterment or downfall of mankind, the device will follow without any complaints. It was only natural that humans and monsters alike would fight for the chance to give their pleas to it.

            Sir Gawain was no different than the rest of the rabble who desired the grail.

            Being given a second—no, a third chance to serve a Lord and redeem himself as a Knight was an opportunity that would never come again.

            As the violent light that awoke the Knight from his slumber and brought him into the material plane began to dwindle down into nothing more than a faint pulsing glow that was emanating from the magic circle that he stood on.

            He blinks, taking in the room he was in, the premises of the war accompanied by the faint & confusing call that came before the summoning, and most importantly the Master that he was now contracted to protect and assure victory for. A courtly smile affixes itself on Gawain’s mien.

            “Yes, Master. That is what I am.” He gives a nod to further affirm his declaration. A curtsy soon follows. Just as any Knight would do when speaking to a lord to swear their loyalty to: kneeling on the floor with their heads low until the moment he decides to speak again. “Your Servant, Saber. Ready and prepared to be your Sword and Shield for this grand battle between Heroic Spirits.”

[protectorofmana-blog]

From all the magic rituals she had seen her childhood friend do, none were quite as flashy, but hopefully they were also not as dangerous. Chloe's curses were always the absolute worst. But taking a look at the being she summoned, Ulrika had the feeling that things would work out well. Maybe.

If anything, they seemed really eager to be of help to her. It kind of reminded her of Uryu and his enthusiasm, further associating the term Servant with what Mana were in her world. That might be a problem later on down the road, but for now oh well.

When she had caught sight of his smile, it had just about made her heart skip a beat, but she brushed it off as the surprise of how human-like they were. Servants seemed to be of a different class than the Mana back home.

"Saber... oh! I know, that's yer class, ain't it? I mean, I don't know much 'bout this war or anything, but according to that book I read the Servants are divided up into classes and such. Wow, that sounds pretty cool, though I think it mentioned you have a true name too?" She stopped talking for a moment, noticing that he was still kneeling on the ground. Reaching a hand toward him, she smiled.

"Never mind all that though, I'm Ulrika Mulberry! It's nice ta' meetcha, Saber. I'll be looking forward to your help."

[shin-takamiya]

Winter Blues | protectorofmana

Shidou wasn’t a fan of the cold, but he had no choice to go out in this weather to run errands. He wondered if he should have snet his Servant out from time to time, but he didn’t think he could trust him.

He looked out and saw someone with a map. She looked lost…and clearly not dressed for the weather. “Is everything alright?” he asked.

[protectorofmana-blog]

She had to have picked one of the worst times to come to this city, you'd think she would have learned her lesson from back at the Academy but nope. Here she was. Freezing. Stupid winter. The only reason she was out right now was to head to the local shops to get materials for alchemy, it was supposed to be an easy trip, but here she was.

This map was making no sense either which made her even more annoyed. It was bad luck for the passerby to catch her like this, "Does it look like everything's alright? I'm lost."

[protectorofmana-blog]

Sorta Like a Mana...||gwalxhmei

That was really just great. She gets called for an "away" job from home, has to leave Uryu with a friend(it seemed like Enna and Pepperoni would be joint-taking care of him, please don't let Chloe do anymore weird experiments on him, you guys), and blacksout only to find herself in this place called Fuyuki. Not to mention, it wasn't even a job after all, she's being made to join some sorta War thing. The nerve of whomever it was that did this!

"Man,when I get my hands on them...." she was definitely going to get payback. But in the meantime, she had found a home to stay in while she was stuck here, as well as make a small alchemy workshop within it. It wasn't much compared to her old ateliers', but it'd have to do.

It was when she was cleaning up that she found some sort of book with more details about the situation. "A Master/Servant pair, huh? It kinda sounds like a Mana... well, I do need more help around here, I might as well try this thing out." Magic rituals were more of Chloe's thing, but Ulrika could handle this, after setting up she had spoken a magic oath and lo and behold there was a blinding light.

"W-Whooaa! W-What the-!?" She hadn't screwed up, had she? Feeling a burning sensation on her left shoulder she also cried out a Yeowch! during the moment.

When her senses had returned, it seemed there was a new being in front of her. He was quite tall.... definitely not a Sprite type.

"Um... err... a-are you my Mana-I mean, my Servant?"

[protectorofmana-blog]

I would like to thank Archer Mod for quenching my thirst-

I mean for accepting me, yeah, that one.

[realtadeiridh]

[THROWS THIS APP IN HERE BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND you can find it via link on sidebar or /app]

A war awaits you, Master Ulrika Mulberry.

You will be housed in House Kappa with your Servant Sir Gawain.

Enjoy your stay, and good luck.

↳ ᴀʀᴄʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴅ ➳

[fiirefiist]

ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ {ɪɴᴛʀᴏ/ᴏᴘᴇɴ}

[fiirefiist]

The faint sounds of leaves crunching caught his attention, nearly pivoting on his heel— head perked, facing the source. Languid, unintelligible blinks came from the freckled pirate, his stake merely quirked a brow (possibly suppressing the urge to sigh oh-so loudly)— until a sudden broad, amiable grin graced his features at the newfound company. Ace hadn’t expected to run into anyone so soon, but nevertheless he was quite content with it. 

"So— are you just going to grin at her like some perverted idiot or are you going to say something, master? Seriously, I can’t believe I am stuck with someone like you.”

That certainly did the trick, as in managed to get his attention, although Ace merely chuckled at his stake’s comment. He wouldn’t take it to heart, after all, it wasn’t like she was bad person— whatever she may be. He wasn’t like some other pirates that made a big deal out of the most trivial things. He was raised and taught better than that.

With more bounce to his gait, all grins, Ace stood a few shy feet away from the female. "Yeah, new here but guessing that’s pretty obvious, huh?" Eyes glimmered, holding back the urge to chuckle. What a care-free soul he was "Nice to meet you too, Ulrika. Name’s Ace— Portgas D. Ace." No hesitation upon the brief introduction, there was no need to after all. If she wasn’t familiar with his face or made a big deal out of seeing him, it meant that she wasn’t interested in turning him over to the hands of the Marines— wherever they were— or just didn’t know who he was.

"Ahem. And I’m his stake, Beelzebub of Gluttony. Thanks, master, for introducing me." Beelzebub’s fist connected at her hip, her gazes switching to the three different faces before fixating a leer on Ace— which Ace only returned with a full-blown grin. In a matter of seconds after he cast his stake a grin, she pulled an abrupt disappearing act— causing Ace to blink, dumbstruck before shaking his head. “She’ll be back.” Probably.

Once again, his stomach decided to make it’s presence known, in which he then offered Ulrika a sheepish grin. "Haha, sorry about that. Looks like I haven’t eaten anything in a while. Know where a guy can get his fill around here?" Then again, as someone whose stomach was as bottomless as his, it took a lot to sate his hunger.

[protectorofmana-blog]

How interesting. He had to be one of the first other people she had met on the island and he already seemed to be quite the guy. Not that she would know though, her friends were thought of as her Workshop Family, so there wasn't much thought about their gender or the like to her. But that's getting off the point.

[I wouldn't worry about her too much, sis can be quite a handful. I just feel bad that you don't have a stake as fun as me.] Really, all of the stakes could be quite a handful but oh well. With a small smile and a wave of their hand, Leviathan decided to disappear as well, perhaps they went to go hang out with Beelzebub.

Shrugging, Ulrika just kept her attention on the person before her.

"Ace, huh? Well, don't worry about it! It's understandable that you'd be hungry, well, as far as I know there aren't any shops or stuff to buy food from and I don't think I have the ingredients to alchemize anything... so yer best bet is to grab food for yerself! There's plenty of fruit and wild animals around."

[fiirefiist]

ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ {ɪɴᴛʀᴏ/ᴏᴘᴇɴ}

A desperate, sharp intake of breath as the freckled pirate awakens from his slumber. Memories flooded, cluttered his head, remembering that he had been impaled by Akainu’s fist in order to save his beloved, troublesome brother. Upon remembering that, he scrambled as he sat upright, his hands flew up, vigorously patting his bare chest— gaze fixated on his chest. There was… nothing. Had it all been a dream? No, it had happened but how did…

"……"

Musings came to an abrupt halt as he noticed he had company, not to mention he was sprawled out somewhere on some foreign land. "Uh…" The female merely remained silent as she kept staring at him, causing Ace to rub the back of his head. "Can you help me out here, miss? Not sure where I am, you see. I’m not even supposed to be ali—…" He trailed off as the female finally moved, giving him a quick once-over. At the action, Ace continued to rub the back of his head, shifting uncomfortably under her gaze.

"Is there a reason as to why you aren’t wearing a shirt? Are you some kind of pervert? Wonderful, just wonderful. My master just had to be a pervert.”

"Wait a minute! You got it wrong, miss. I just don’t like wearing shirts. They’re uncomfortable and it gets too hot when I wear one." Wait… Did she just call him her master? "Uh, what’s this master business? I don’t think I’ve ever been anyone’s master nor do I really want to be one.."

"Too bad. Looks like you’ll have to put up with it… Anyway, I’ll be brief with you since you don’t seem like the type to catch on quickly. I’m your stake, Beelzebub of Gluttony."

And so began the brief explanation, which only served to perplex the pirate further. Not because he was unable to comprehend his situation, but something else entirely such as why he was chosen and how this came to be. However, he wasn’t entirely fond of the idea of being a piece in some game. Not to mention the fact that he was no longer able to travel the seas. 

"Guess I’ll just have to put up with this for the time being." Heaving a sigh, digits weaved through raven locks as he glanced over to his apparent stake. Lips parted as he was about to bombard her with queries until his stomach decided to introduce itself— a growl emitting from it, indicating that it was in need of food.

"Wonder what’s there to eat here. I’m starving."

[protectorofmana-blog]

It couldn't have been very long since they were at the island, a few days... maybe a week at the most? She wasn't actually that sure. But what mattered was that for whatever reason, the amount of  interaction she had with others was very low. The island couldn't have been THAT large right? So how was she not seeing anyone? Especially in her own home?! Were her supposed roommates just avoiding her? She really didn't understand. And the frustration and confusion seemed to show up on her face.

[Oh geez, aren't you pretty sour, Master? Are you upset that we haven't talked to anyone else? I'm sure it'll happen soon enough, I mean-aren't I enough companionship for you?] He floated next to her, after all if he stuck to the ground he would be shorter than her. And with how brisk her pace was, he didn't think he'd be able to keep up with her just by walking.

She let out a sigh as a response, her pace finally slowing until she stood still. She was about to speak until she heard the voices of others. Her ears perking up at the thought of finally someone else to talk to. It wasn't that she didn't like talking to Leviathan, no, he made for pretty good company. It's just that she wanted another person to talk to sometimes. Walking over to the source she saw two figures and waved to them.

"Oh hiya there! Didya jus' git here? My name's Ulrika Mulberry, it's nice ta meetcha!" She tried to be as friendly as possible, a grin on her face.

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Do you often feel like other people are judging you?

"FEEL LIKE IT? I sure was! Ya' see, there was this one girl at my academy that ALWAYS had something to say, in fact, her friend seemed to have a bit of a problem with me too! Well, we worked it out in the end, but still."