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@robustdragonheart
Melusine | Fate/Grand Order
Strongest of the Fairy Knights
Smol
Only(?!) weighs 20kg (Somehow)
She's got a lot of names in her past but Melusine is where she's at for now
Definitely a fairy and not a REDACTED trust me
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She's a bit confused but got spirit.
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" I'm gonna look like a tool when I finally come across an actual cosplayer here and don't realize that they're dressed up for an event, " Enjin remarks, cigarette hanging from his lips.
" Feels like everyone around me's been pulled from worlds with crazier clothing than mine. "
It wasn't as though The Ground purposefully chose bland clothing, but, a break from the beige and slate grey could be nice. Enjin had taken the time to alter his uniform to give it a personal touch, and that was some of the only pop of color in his arsenal.
" What's a knight wear besides like-- armor and shit? "
Probably. Although the odds were someone taking the time to put something like that together in a place like this was pretty low. Still the idea was amusing to think about, given the possibility someone did not have a single care and wanted to do what they love the most.
"...Clothes? Everyone wears that don't they?" Unless there was some certain "knightly wear" even Mélusine wasn't aware of.
"I have heard about more casual garments in modern times. But I still haven't found one that suited me the most yet."
"weird place to be practicing, don't you think?" his comment comes without warning, given he'd only been watching in silence before, curious as to why anyone would be swinging a sword around on a public beach of all places. by normal standards, people tend to find somewhere remote to avoid any mishaps. there are forests perfect for this kind of thing, even an arena he'd heard word of in passing. but here? unless a meeting is meant to be taking place soon or something of the like. "do you usually just wave that around wherever you want, or is this a one off?"
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"Is it? I heard practicing somewhere you aren't used to can help better prepare yourself for different situations. And with the summer heat out..." It only made sense she should try her hand at some more unique practice methods. Although surely any other establishment or place would've been better for the dragon's odd way of approaching things.
"Usually I find something or somewhere to do this. Waving around this practice weapon is new however. I thought a little bit more hands on might help me learn some new things."
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"Ah! It's you again!" Applejack had seen her before Lilli did, taking off after his fellow dragon before she could stop him.
(...at least she doesn't seem too bothered by him...)
"You must have been right about that connection- he really seems to like you!"
"It seems like it. I suppose there's no doubting that they feel some kind of connection between us." As if that needed to really be explained further by herself given the tiny dragon's emotions.
"I do wonder if he can see a glimpse at my true self from just me being here. I'd be pretty rather impressed if that was the case..."
"The creatures out here seem to be far more docile then those in some of the different regions." The servant said before kneeling down to try and pick it up before it scuttled off back into the woods, a disappointed look across her face as she looked back towards the other. "...Of course not all of them seem to want to be acknowledged however."
But that wouldn't have stopped Mélusine from trying. Or anyone else who seemed to enjoy this type of thing. When one lived in such a loud place after awhile one would want some kind of peace and quiet. Unless they lived there in the first place, in which case places like these were more suited for them...
"Is that why you came out here? Or were you trying to get away from the hustle and bustle of everything else too."
@feelnofear | s.c
She's talkative in a way that seems to hold up most of the conversation without much input from him, mostly just continuing what he was doing before she had made her way over. If she was just curious about the wildlife then it was better to him then having someone scrutinizing him instead.
"If you know what they're like and have some patience with the shyer ones, they might come to you if you're lucky. Or if you can figure out what food entices them, even if they won't take it directly from you." He supplies in what he thinks is helpful. "...But a lot of 'em are skittish of people."
He's used to observing and learning about wildlife, having spent more time among animals then people over the years the moment he was free to do so.
As for the answer to her question... which he wasn't trying to put off answering... he nods absently as he watches a small snail moving across the ground in front of him. "Both. I like it here better, with the animals, and the city's too loud. Too crowded."
Too confining.
"I wouldn't doubt more and more people arriving is helping either. If I was in their position I'd probably do the same." Or be far more aggressive if the need arrived. But if hiding had the same effect then maybe it would've been wiser. There was far more land to run off too that most wouldn't have contemplated to follow.
Unless you were as tenacious as her...
"I share the same sentiment. There's a lot I like about there and people I want to catch up with. But at the same time it almost reaches absurd levels of "too loud". Makes me want to burn it all down..."
Although her calm tone may have betrayed the very real threat of the dragon potentially reaching a boiling point like that.
"Still we can all enjoy this together. You, me, and that snail. Although they might meed a little bit more assistance with getting around."
"Aye, and since it doesn't seem like we're any closer to returning home than when we first got here..." Time may be at a standstill back home, but the idea of being stuck here for almost three years now... Clive's not sure what to make of it. The peace is nice, but he has something to do back home.
( and considering he's already certain he may not make it back alive... being here only makes his heart hurt. )
"A second life for us. I wouldn't disagree with that at all. Especially for those of us who never had the chance to learn how to live as we should." At her offer of doing things together, Clive can't help but smile a little. Torgal barks happily in agreement, even before his master speaks.
"I would not mind that. It would give us a chance to become closer as well."
"A rather respectable way to put it." Not that she doubted anyone else could have the same sentiment. Out of the majority of people she did meet out here there seemed to be some similarities that connected the two of them together. Although whether that was for the better to explore or not was not something Mélusine felt she wanted to know. Best to do as he said, and just live as she should.
"I'd like that a whole lot." A bright smile formed across the servants lips, almost uncharacteristically bright compared to the usually composed self. "Besides this is the first time in a long while I could just get to be myself. I barely talked unless someone came to me first."
Really the more she spoke the more upsetting it did sound. But a knight with few genuine interactions like her loved to speak more then most would've initially thought.
"And we have Torgal too. They might learn a thing or two as well."
SPECIAL 一 WHAT THE SERVANT SAYS DOES RING TRUE. much like other pieces of artistic creation, whether it be literature, sculpting, or photography, there was something within each that would resonate with a person, even if it was only a singular one. nor can she truly deny that one's passion might drive one to contend with another, often spiraling into a myriad of discussions and, far worse, heated arguments that could ignite even the most searing of wildfires that could course through an entire community within mere hours if left unmitigated. and while dusk was one who cares little to be involved, that hardly means it wasn't some nuisance to deal with when she was otherwise dragged in unwillingly.
still, she could barely help being a tiny bit quizzical about these supposed artists. ❝ What were the artists of your world like? ❞ she would start with something simple, presuming that melusine would be able to answer that in the first place, given her limited understanding of certain phrases and meanings behind the practice itself.
while awaiting an answer, if any can be provided at all, she places the movie in.
❝ Mm. It's a product of this island and not one from my world. This one is monochromatic, too. Given its age, it is likely a stylistic choice of the director. ❞ walking back to her seat, she settles herself down next to the knight proper, the film beginning to roll into a setting reminiscent to a film noir.
"They were...rather eccentric. Considering there were plenty that came from different eras or even places across the world you could probably see how putting them all in one place was a bad idea."
Some more then others. But all sworking towards similar goals. Ones that Mélusine never felt a problem with watching from afar, given they didn't drag her into whatever debate or new scheme that was being hatched.
"Still despite the insanity you could still feel the dedication with how they spoke. Words of critique, a ever common occurrence, always were directed to helping improve. Albeit sometimes in rather strange ways I couldn't even fathom how it'd be successful."
But maybe that was the magic of it all. Build each other into the best they could be rather then watch them stumble over their own failures...
"I think you would've liked one of them. Now that I think about it their art reminds me of what you usually draw." Her eyes almost immediately darting towards where the film was being displayed. "Not sure about watching this however. Don't know her taste in that..."
So the sensation was mutual. It's strange, but perhaps not so much that there's much reason for alarm. Kingu knows the intricacies of this place, had been an anomaly back in his own world too, and so he simply files what little information he's offered away to dissect later.
"Is that so? I'd attribute your reading being off to my not being a servant, per se, though close enough." The Chaldeans always seemed to be able to gather data on him in a similar enough manner to the strays in Babylonia. "Not that it matters much here, with servants and mages taken from so many singularities and points in time."
Still, he notes her quieter disposition and pauses. He's never been one to seek out encounters and socialize, though he's better at civility, so perhaps his sudden inquiry had been ill-timed. "Have I interrupted your routine? I don't spend much time in the housing area, so your presence caught my attention. I did not think to consider you might be passing by."
"...You aren't a servant? Maybe that's why its strange" Something about that didn't sit right given he looked exactly like the one from Chaldea. But maybe he was to be believed with their words, that it didn't truly mater much in a world like this. Her master very well could've been someone from a time where they had never met. Or anyone that wasn't someone she had already met before...
"Don't worry I don't have much of a schedule. Even if you did interrupt it I can make some time to talk with you and come back later."
Any kind of hobbies didn't matter that much. It's why Mélusine gravitated towards those that could be paused in the first place.
"And what about you? Do you live around these parts as well? Or are you lost?"
"There's a lot of weird things in this world that don't quite make too much sense to me either. The only thing I've completely settled on about this place is they don't like having too much from our own world once we arrive here."
Although Mélusine did wonder how much that was helping reassure the individual the servant couldn't help but take one of the bloomed red ones out of the vase and offer it up as a gift.
"Still the amount of time you have here is a blessing in disguise. It didn't take too long till I was feeling like myself again. But before that I was always trying to find something to entertain myself. Floristry was one thing I thought about but my mind wanders far too much for it to be something I'd stick with. You understand right? Too many choices, not enough decision making?"
@thustathata | s.c
Zhu Jin frowned. That much seemed to explain why his sense of the place seemed so hazy. Gradually, his grasp on the tao of things seemed to be stabilizing, but he quickly noted some force preventing him from manipulated it as freely as Zhu Jin once could. Would he have to start all over here? Alone?
He hears her words as he eyes the offering. She spoke of too much time, too many choices. Was he really left to his own here? Suddenly, the faces of his kind felt as if they’d fall away from him that instant and his face twists. He does not answer her, instead asking another question. “Have you forgotten anything? Are there… blank parts when you think back? Places from your world that you liked? People that you talked to?”
"Forgotten anything? I can't say that I have..."
For the most part her memory stayed in tact, somewhat surprising given how quickly they robbed away the servants power at first. But maybe taking both was just a little too cruel for those entering this place. Although it never did seem like courtesy was in their agenda.
"Not people either. Especially when some of them arrived here before and after I have." Some more enjoyable to have around then others. Though she'd be on her best behavior regardless of who it was. "As for places, it depends on what world you are talking about. The one on the brink of collapse? Or the one that was pruned already. I remember both equally, even if some do dredge up bad memories."
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★ Being stripped of his ability to cast his magic had been a blow, and that was even an understatement. What good was a witch who couldn’t do magic? And even worse, what good was a witch who relied for his income and his very purpose in life on the ability to draw magic and couldn’t do it? Even knowing that the people most important to him were safe and well taken care of didn’t ease the existential dread Olruggio had been feeling the past days. Time and time again he would try to draw the simplest of glyphs only to be met with…well, nothing.
Moping and sulking were just as much on the menu for his daily life as breathing and (occasionally) sleeping. A fact that slowly started to greatly affect his mood.
Usually he would struggle with ideas rather than execution but lacking in both departments was a fate worse than death – not to be dramatic. But it was no use, even without the active ability, he still needed to keep his skill sharp. So with his notepad and pen in hand, the witch sat down underneath a tree to keep his penmanship steady and accurate. Constant practice was the best he could do in a situation like this. However, besides the general glyph and circle practice, Olruggio began drawing things he saw around: small shrubbery, the occasional animal passing by, as well as one or the other pedestrian.
One person in particular had caught his interest by virtue of her unusual appearance, absentmindedly staring at her while he tried to replicate her likeness with ink on paper.
Often times Mélusine had to wonder just why she got as much attention as she did. Even if the answer probably should've been obvious to the servant. A young looking individual with the aura around them to draw anyone to her. Maybe it was her beauty not too dissimilar to a doll or the way she dressed on top of that.
But she didn't try to think much on it, not unless someone gave her a reason to. Which happened far more often then she was willing to admit. Albeit no one did it with animosity in mind, but more curiosity then anything.
"I'm not going to say anything about you staring at me. I have an awful tendency to do the same." A really bad habit, but her's didn't include sketching on paper most of the time.
"Still you caught my attention. If you wanted to replicate my face best I don't mind spending as long as you need. Best to get the subject up close so you don't miss any details right?"
❛ you almost looked peaceful. ❜ emphasis on almost was given; by the attempt of trying to say it a smidge louder than it typically spoke.
❛ but... you fell short. I don't know why, @robustdragonheart ❜
"I'm...sorry?" The servant didn't quite know how to respond to such an answer. Though she wouldn't argue the feelings from it came from an unjustified place in the slightest.
"If you don't know why then how can you say I don't look peaceful? Are you working off some other kind of logic?"
"Unfortunately the clothes I have on right now are not cosplay. It's some of the clothes I wore back home that I happen to wear quite a lot when I'm wandering around here." Still she couldn't deny that their accusations didn't come from a place of understandable curiosity. No matter what the servant put on she'd still manage to show up as that beautiful knight.
Unless someone managed to get her far more casual then anything she was wearing prior.
"If you really thought I was cosplaying then you'd probably freak out more at the outfit I wore as a knight. It's far more of spectacle then this."
@umbreaking | s.c
"The creatures out here seem to be far more docile then those in some of the different regions." The servant said before kneeling down to try and pick it up before it scuttled off back into the woods, a disappointed look across her face as she looked back towards the other. "...Of course not all of them seem to want to be acknowledged however."
But that wouldn't have stopped Mélusine from trying. Or anyone else who seemed to enjoy this type of thing. When one lived in such a loud place after awhile one would want some kind of peace and quiet. Unless they lived there in the first place, in which case places like these were more suited for them...
"Is that why you came out here? Or were you trying to get away from the hustle and bustle of everything else too."
@feelnofear | s.c
"There's a lot of weird things in this world that don't quite make too much sense to me either. The only thing I've completely settled on about this place is they don't like having too much from our own world once we arrive here."
Although Mélusine did wonder how much that was helping reassure the individual the servant couldn't help but take one of the bloomed red ones out of the vase and offer it up as a gift.
"Still the amount of time you have here is a blessing in disguise. It didn't take too long till I was feeling like myself again. But before that I was always trying to find something to entertain myself. Floristry was one thing I thought about but my mind wanders far too much for it to be something I'd stick with. You understand right? Too many choices, not enough decision making?"
@thustathata | s.c
❝ I took the time to locate some contemporary works of this island. ❞ easily enough to see with the few copies that she has presently in hand, handled with a delicacy as to not drop, let alone irrevocably ruin, them at all. setting them down in their respective piles, there is a variety to peruse, ranging between cinematic pieces, artistic catalogues, and those of photography collages. ❝ You asked of my own likes and hobbies. Right, then I will show you, ❞ she explains, figuring it was best to display in action than elaborate through words alone.
not even a few moments later, several confections and drinks manifest themselves, only the briefest stroke of her brush breathing life into an array of treats for them to partake once they begin to settle in.
❝ Films are like paintings. They are not bad. Like all art, they are subjective, too. But there are some that besmirches the very concept. ❞ one finger trails along the other artworks, lingering only briefly before she moves to place the movie into the proper slot as to not delay them too long. ❝ This one is titled Between Two Skylines. ❞
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It amazed Mélusine just how quickly Dusk was able to get what she wanted to show the servant, all aligned and ready as if this was some auction for a new piece. But she knew better then to assume that was the case, especially given what she had seen in the past from the seclusive artist.
"I suppose that's what makes it so special doesn't it?" The servant said before taking a sip of the newly manifest drink to relax herself and give full attention over to Dusk. "There were a few artists back in my world that my Master contracted. Although I suppose in their case all of their differing opinions could spark some of the most heated of opinions."
At the time to Mélusine it was all really gibberish. But now after trying to find something to strike a cord in her she could understand the passion coming from it.
...Even if it was a little too loud for her own tastes.
"But a film isn't something I've tried in awhile. Not one titled that at least."
✧ "Ever since I was a child I've loved magic, and that was used to take advantage of my curiosity. Even so, I know I'm not blameless... but I've also tried not to lose my love for magic at the same time. I want to believe that it exists to bring happiness to others, but..." Everything she had experienced during the Silver Eve festival was weighing on her. Not just the actions of the Brimmed Caps, but of witch society as a whole.
"What would you do if there was something you loved and wanted to bring joy to everyone, but people were using it to hurt others?"
"I...." The question came from a place the servant knew wasn't malicious, yet Mélusine stood there frozen. Had it not been for speaking only moments ago one may have thought she was nothing more then a display doll.
"...In the past I did everything for one person I loved more then anything. Even if it was something horrific it wouldn't have stopped me for their sake." In a strange way all of that did lead to where she was today, even if Coco didn't know the full story behind it all in the first place.
"Now after I realized my mistake I would do anything to protect what I love and the people who also find joy in it as well. It may not be the right thing everyone agrees with or not but protecting something you love is far more important then that."
been a hot minute (again) since the last ad so here's a non event ad for Melu! Going to cap it at 4 but anyone who's interacted with her before can like beyond.
