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shizuswill‌:

@sanguinetactics liked for a starter!

“I guess there are magic users here after all. Is that book channeling it, or is it a natural energy from your body?” Rimuru was crouched on a small hill overlooking a tiny forested area, where it looked like a youth had decided to train. He was wearing his anti-demon mask for no particular reason short of the fact that it was one of his few belongings he’d seemed to have been allowed.

“Either way, you aren’t using magicules…” He wondered if it was something more like a traditional JRPG element like mana?

“ Well first off--you’re allowed to come down here to speak! I don’t bite, I promise! I can hardly bite through peanut shells! “ Catching the sight of a stranger ask him, Morgan would wave them down and ask they come closer, stopping his training momentarily when asked about the properties of his ability to use magic with a willing smile on his face.

“ It’s a talent people are born with in my world! The books are more of a channel than anything, yes! That just means the runes and the contents of the book change its elemental aspects! Such as this one being fire based, but others exist as well! “

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baguasvalor‌:

 So he and his mother didn’t sacrifice any life in their strategies, that was good to hear. He had found other tacticians on the library and even on the Skyrealm comparing their soldiers as mere pawns of chess. Sure, there was a benefit of using others lifes to reach a goal, but for Cain that was just a cheap and evil way of doing things, no life goes unaccounted. After Torhid, after Abel’s death, Cain changed his tactics to reflect this.

“I can see your mother is a exceptional tactician, no wonder you’re following her steps. How long was this campaign, by the way?”

 “Children? As in, literal kids?” At first Cain squinted, thinking quite literally of kids, but since Morgan seemed to be in his middle to late teens, he discarded that idea quickly. “Well, for you and your friends to be caught up in the campaign must be sign that it was quite large scale.”

“I should, yeah. Maybe she can teach me some of those tactics used to preserve everyone alive.”

“ Hm.. I believe it spanned across the time span of a few months, roughly? I was there for a particular campaign against Valm and their king, Walhart. But as for my mother’s first campaign I was sadly not around yet, let alone born! I’ve only heard tale and at times even she can’t recall the days she had to keep out and go camping from one land to another. “ It was sheer fondness that Morgan could recall events like these as far as they could as they served as new memories he could share with his mother. Just happy enough to know about them but to experience and live them out in current day was even moreso amazing that it ended up like a dream he wished he could relive. Except with the whole life risking thing. 

“ Well.. it’s a bit more complicated than that, to be honest. We were caught up in a campaign like that but.. as for how we actually all got there is a different matter entirely. See, we come from the future and we ended up in the past for a numerous amount of reasons.. but it just so happened we were caught up in the middle of the issue with Valm. 

But, enough of that! Speaking of my mother, if I can find her I would be more than happy to let you two meet! I’m sure you could learn quite a bit from her!  “

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odettile‌: 

     Olivia could only offer so much comfort, as she had been through much self doubt with herself and her own abilities… but Morgan was something special. He really took to his mother and her instincts, he demonstrated an intellect much like hers, and he dedicated himself to upholding her beliefs and her legacy. Olivia had to reassure him the best she could seeing that, and seeing how fond he and Inigo were of each other too.

     “It takes time, Morgan. You have so much time ahead of you to accomplish as much as her, if not more.” Her smile was reassuring, her hand offering a gentle squeeze of his shoulder. “You embody so much of her strength, I have no doubt you will continue to grow. And you should never feel afraid to ask her and her comrades for help in that growth.” 

It was reassuring feeling her hand on his shoulder, if only because it gave him enough sense to calm down and think about his current position and what he was saying. She was right in that he still had quite some time to really think on the matter at hand and get accustomed to what would be his eventual future in leading a new generation of Shepherds. He did have his mother’s blood in him so this would all come naturally.. and he’d do his best that he could.

“ There’s so many people that are relying on me that I just gotta.. but I suppose you’re right, if I start worrying about it now I wont be able to help anyone. I just gotta take it a few steps at a time and then.. I’ll be ready..! I hope. “ 

“ I think I really needed this talk. I feel a little bit better about myself and what the future holds. How funny the one thing in the future that does scare me is myself, huh? “

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genesismaiden‌:

“It’s a miracle. I’m not expecting it to last. Not if this is a second playground they sent us off to keep watch. Maybe they finally gave up on the last place, with all the unexpected twists. They were announcing unforeseen events on their part far too often to ever feel safe”.

Heavy shoulders sagged, releasing with the movement an exhale of equal weight. Even if the local be new and seemingly tranquil, she shared with him that sentiment that it was too good to be true —or to last for very long. That more sceptic mind-set was never far away to tap into unending frustrations with the unpredictable nature of the situation, no matter where it may take place.

“The fact that we have so much experience is pretty worrying when you think about it. Let’s hope they go easier on us this time around, unless they want this city to take as heavy a beating and run into the same problems”. Her frame straightened, brushing over a shoulder the hair which dangled. “It’s taking some getting used to, mostly from muscle memory. I’ve learned a fair amount — a lot of the routes I imagine I’ll need, but even with a memory like mine, old habits die hard, I guess”.

It kind of seemed the two had the same kind of idea about the whole situation but presented in two different manners. For Morgan, it was relieving knowing they at least had this experience on hand to be prepared for anything while Misaki was just kind of accepting of whatever was gonna happen. It wasn’t a bad idea to be ready but it was that readiness that gave him that bit of confidence he had in him, but he did have to admit he could understand Misaki’s disposition on the matter. It could get fairly tiring always getting tested like this.

“ At least we can try and make the best of it. Nothing’s stopping us from trying out something new here, right? After all, we’re only human enough to do our best no matter what may come. I know I’ve been trying! “ Hopefully that would be at least enough to get some energy back in her. It was a long shot but he just didn’t enjoy the sight of his friends in such a way of acceptance about the situation without trying to find the thin silver line that could help motivate them. 

“ Well that’s why you have me around, to memorize all of that stuff for you! All I need is a few details about the routes you know, maybe a hand drawn map if you’ve got it and soon I’ll be your one stop resource shop for the entire city! I’ll just have to maybe remove my old memories of the old city but nothing a good rock wont be able to accomplish I feel! “ 

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rexerrat‌:

{ 👑 } HE REALLY DOESN’T WANT TO SPEND an afternoon with the kid. Despite what either of their threats said, Gangrel would rather put the whole mess of his past behind him. Find a way to off himself, somewhere, somehow — and he and Morgan can both be happy. There will be no tears to cry for a MISERABLE wretch like himself.

EVEN SO, HE’S UNCERTAIN OF HOW to get rid of the kid in ways that wouldn’t bring him back down to square one. Gangrel rolls his eyes when he’s certain Morgan can’t see them; clearly I am need of a better plan. Perhaps if we make it to the sandwich shop, I can ditch him again?

❝AW KID, YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO beg,❞ he jokes, finally looking Morgan in the eye however briefly. He halts in his steps, hand splayed in the ‘halt’ position. ❝Alright, alright, PAY ATTENTION. Hopefully you take after your mother when it comes to learning directions.❞

AFTER HE BELIEVES THE KID HAS taken in his surroundings, Gangrel gets to moving again. The shops are the cramped, small town sort of shops, with empty for lease lots smooshed next to successful take out joints. He sniffs the smells of greasy food —- a DIFFERENT sort of garbage, but stuff he welcomes nonetheless.

❝HERE,❞ HE SAYS WITH A STOP. ❝This place right here.❞

At the very least, Morgan didn’t want to waste this opportunity he had in learning more about this place as it seemed that Gangrel had come to learn about routes he wasn’t aware of yet. While keeping close so he wouldn’t lose him, he was constantly memorizing and understanding the landscape of the city, figuring out landmarks and means to memorize these paths. 

When it came to the end of Gangrel’s tour though and Morgan saw the sandwich stop ahead, his stomach gave a very pronounced growl, as if anticipating good food to come. An embarrassed laugh came from the boy’s mouth as he rubbed his stomach, looking up at it and at a nearby menu displayed in the menu. He had to give Gangrel credit, for a mad king, he had impeccable taste. 

“ Right, then! It looks like a rather well off little shop, I’m quite excited to try it out! Now, what would you like? It’s the least I can do for you not only showing me here but down a few streets I otherwise wouldn’t have found. You needn’t worry about the price either, I’m not stingy. “ 

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eyebrand‌:

fleureia‌:

     “I think it sounds like a wonderful plan.” Whatever it was that Morgan and Lucina wanted to do, Sumia was more than happy to make it happen. It was no surprise that she wanted to visit another bookstore. Beyond her sheer love of books, there was something about the cozy environments in small book shops that made her feel at peace and at home. Being with the people she considered family made it all the better. “I say we make it a day about you two, so what kind of shop would you like to visit first?”

@eyebrand > @sanguinetactics > @scopoultimo

     “I don’t mind visiting the bookstore! I have something I need      to pick up, anyway. They have the newest edition of the art      of fencing, with techniques I have yet to learn!”

Still in her uniform, though that was too be expected since the minute Lucina got home from class, the family decided to make the most of their day and spend some time shopping. It was nice, spending time like this. Having her nose in her book gets kind of boring after a while, and she didn’t want to spend the whole day locked up in her room studying. A little break was needed.

     “… Though, I do want to go clothes shopping. I want to see      what kind of stylish clothing they have in stock now.”

And by stylish, she means utterly horrifying - at least, to everyone but Lucina herself. She looked over at her little brother, a smile on her face.

     “What do you have in mind, Morgan?”

@sanguinetactics​ > @scopoultimo > @fleureia

Honestly, Morgan had no real decision in which store he wanted to go to. He couldn’t remember the last, honest time he could spend time with his family given how busy both him and his sister were. To have them here after the holidays had come and gone was good enough for him. Although both of his moms did want to make it about him and Lucina with what stores they wanted to go to. His eyes had side glanced a convenience store which was selling a few gift shop cards.. and part of him was tempted to stock up on some premium currency for rolling on great units. His attention snapped back to Lucina asking what he had in mind as he stammered a bit, trying to come up with a quick excuse. 

“ Oh! Uh.. well ah.. I wouldn’t mind going to the supplies shop..! I’m uh.. running out of pencils and pens, could definitely use more of those! And maybe.. maybe shoe shopping I guess. The soles of my shoes are kinda coming off, they’re a bit flappy. “ As if emphasizing his point, he would lift his leg and hold it, before playing with the breaking sole of his show, slowly peeling away from the base of it.

“ But really I’m down to go anywhere! It’s just fun for all of us to be here, really. “ 

@scopoultimo > @fleureia​ > @eyebrand​

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genesismaiden‌:

It eased her to know those important were faring well; that they could contend with whatever be thrown their way, irrespective of duration and intensity of the experiences thus far. A smile unto her face, infrequent even as more common they had become over the years, was the natural response to Morgan’s shine.

“You said it. It’s good to see you still hanging in there, all things considered. It’s the same story on my end, just taking each day as it comes.

It really does, I was wondering if maybe you had taken off. More when things changed up; it’s kind of strange having to adapt all over again when we were settled and as used to the last city as you could expect to be after so long. Fingers crossed this place isn’t nearly so much trouble”.

“ So far it doesn’t seem as so. It’s.. a bit more quieter which I will say is something I’m not quite used to. The amount of adventure and rowdiness in the previous city was something else, it’s almost unsettling for things to be this quiet! “ He’d let out a soft laugh at that sentiment but in all honesty, he didn’t mind the quiet. With all that had happened before and what he had as experience, if things were a bit more quiet here, he couldn’t quite complain. He was just glad that thus far, with only one massive event behind them thus far, things had gotten a bit more peaceful.

“ But, if anything were to happen at least we have plenty of experience behind ourselves to take care of ourselves. With that being said, the one thing I haven’t gotten used to yet is the layout of the city. I only know where a few things are.. buuuuut, I’m curious how much you know so far? I’m always willing to learn new things after all! “  

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a baguasvalor‌:

  It seemed that the previous topic was easily discarded in one quick second. He didn’t mind, of course. Getting to talk with fellow tacticians is a good opportunity to put his knowledge to the test. Granted, some of his tactics involved the risk of not expending any lives on both sides and perhaps it wasn’t something most tacticians used on their field work.

  “Aha, yeah. Oh, a business your family is in, then? That’s the first time I’ve heard it. My brother was just commander on the army and my parents were merchants.” He coughs, getting back on topic.   “Ah, well… I know it’ll sound weird, but I use tactics to surround the enemies and make them surrender, in a chess like manner. Well, I believe that as general and tactician I am known well in my army, although there are other tacticians out there.”

  “I prefer direct confrontation, yeah. Uphill battles are not my favorite, but I guess that if you can’t avoid it, then we must press with caution. I tend to switch between offensive and passive as the battle rages on. I do fight in the frontlines, yeah, I use a katana and a flintlock pistol as backup.” Having finally answered the question the young tactician did towards him.   “And you, Morgan? What are your thoughts on those questions? Do you prefer to expend as few lives as possible or would you use as many in order to achieve your goal?”

Ah so route by surrender? It was a noble enough means of victory for one who didn’t favor direct fighting or violence. In direct comparison, the Shepherds really didn’t get a chance at something like that given how many of their enemies preferred to be the instigators while they were forced to counter attack and march forward as a result of their actions as opposed to that of the royal kingdom’s. Morgan was very keen on listening to Cain however and all of his opinions which really made him more interested.

A katana and a flintlock though.. a bit of an alternative means to what Morgan used, that having been a sword and tome.. long range and short range. So they did have that in mind! When asked about his own means of being a tactician though, Morgan perked up a bit before immediately answering. 

“ No lives are ever used! At least in my mother’s crusades. She some how managed to avoid a single casualty on our side during her entire time leading the armies! I should know seeing as a majority of the soldiers in her era had children who are my best friends and allies. I feel no goal is worth that many lives and I’d like to not use up as many as possible. You should really meet my mother, she is quite the devilish mind! “ 

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maledisite‌:

“I see…” Morgan did admit that he is somehow not good in swords but his mind is his weapon. He can outsmart and outwit anyone with tactical warfare in his world. People like him would definitely needed in Muspell but that won’t matter anymore. Laegjarn wished to learn more about strategies and other things than wielding her sword and fly around with her wyvern.

Who was his mother, the general asked.

“And who was your mother? I know it’s strange for me to ask this but i hope you don’t mind.”

“ Oh no it’s fine, my mother is a topic I love discussing all the time! While there are those that highly value her mind and her prowess, I’m one to speak highly of her accomplishments! “ The look of excitement on Morgan’s face when his mother was brought up was nothing short of a gleaming sun as he got giddy, making circles in his palm with his finger, trying to think of where to start. 

“ There’s quite a bit I can really start off with my mother.. I suppose I can start off with by saying she’s the royal tactician of Ylisse, second in command to my father, the current Exalt of the land! “

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“ Hm? What’s this video that’s appeared on my phone? ... “The Grapefruit Technique”? Now what on Earth could you possibly do with a grapefruit..? “

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rexerrat‌:

{ 👑 } ❝WHATEVER …❞

HE WONDERS IF THE LITTLE BRAT realises that reminding him over and over and over about his sins isn’t doing him any favours. Oh, certainly he’s aware of them. There’s a chance for him to take, so why won’t they let him seize it? He grits his teeth, temper hewn before a SARDONIC smile returns to his lips.

❝IF YOU’RE PLANNING ON DELIVERING PSEUDO-THREATS to me until my ears fall off, I KINDLY ask for you to kill me as a mercy.❞ He crosses his arms. ❝I don’t know if you’re aware that I’ve heard this speech from EVERYONE, even that armored bloke who keeps disappearing.❞

THE MENTION OF THE BOY’S EVER so righteous family tenses Gangrel’s shoulders, eyes fixated upon a different point in time. However holy Emmeryn may have been, death, death and more death rested within the child’s bloodline. He subconsciously rubs his arm, mapping the path of an old scar.

WHAT A PAIN …

HE SIGHS AND SHAKES THAT OFFERED hand, gripping a little too tight before it shoots right back to rest upon his hip. ❝Yeah yeah, deal. So, did you bother me just to wring my neck, kid? If so, there’s a LOVELY dumpster nearby that’s missing my presence.❞ Eyes flicker, avoiding the boy’s gaze. Grima’s ass, he’s uncomfortable to look at. ❝Though, if it’s a sandwich you’re looking for, there’s a nice shop that sells them down the street.❞

Well he definitely learned his lesson! Despite the foul mouth on him he didn’t act against Morgan’s wishes, which for someone like him, was a pleasant surprise. So as long as they both understood where they stood with each other there’d be no problem. Really he was just glad to know Gangrel was willing to be open minded about the whole ordeal. It almost made Morgan feel bad for threatening him. Almost, mind.

Sheathing his sword with a pleasant smile on his face, he was at least happy to know that Gangrel was willing to help him when it came to food. Although the speak of garbage was rather unpleasant to the ears, a good sandwich to fill his stomach would be nice. Although he wasn’t quite certain where down the street this shop was. It would give him a lot to work with at least walking around with someone who had a better idea of the layout of the city. 

“ I haven’t had a chance to go down this street yet, actually.. Gods must know how many times I must’ve missed it. Would you be willing to show me? I wouldn’t mind learning more about this city and having someone who clearly understands the landscape more than I do at this moment is an asset I’d like to use! “ 

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maledisite‌:

starter ( isola ) - @sanguinetactics 

Sword and a Fire Tome. Whoever taught him to balance swordfighting and arcane magic, deserves a well-earned respect to his teacher. Laegjarn was merely focused on practicing her sword than learning other things anew. Well, the former general of Muspell hoped she never disturbed him on his free time.

Who was this kid’s teacher? She asked.

“For someone still young, you’re pretty talented with swords and magic. Who taught you that?”

“ Why my mother of course! There’s very few that I can think of who’ve practiced blade and tome as efficiently as her! Although my sister and father are quite up there when it comes to the art of the blade, I’m but a novice compared to all three. “ While the aura around this woman was a bit on the more intimidating side, Morgan didn’t much so mind as he enjoyed speaking of his family. 

“ But it’s not my sword fighting and magic use that I’m proud of. It’s my tactical mind! I intend to take after my mother in the field! “ 

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baguasvalor‌:

 “Ah, I guess that would be the case. Guess in the end even our counterparts are completely different from us. Haha, yeah, I guess you’re right. I would be weirded out calling my mother as my father.” Cain laughed, taking another bite of his treat.

“Is that so? I only talked with the male Robin a bit so I have no idea how different your mother is from him but I guess the other Morgan would say the same about her father, biases for each other, right? Ah, I’m from a place called the Skyrealm, in there a lot of islands are in the skies, my continent…? is called Nahelgrande, and I’m from Idelva, used to be a tactician there. …Er, no, I don’t think so! Hahaha, it would be quite awkward for me if I were to find a female version of myself. My name is Cain, nice to meet you Morgan.”

Well that was disappointing, Cain not having a female version of himself out there. Last Morgan remembered, the female him was a nice girl. Super outgoing admittedly but she was still nice. Morgan would listen to Cain speak on behalf of his land the best he could, but Morgan’s interest immediately perked up as he found himself scooting forward a bit at hearing about how Cain was also a tactician. Something he would be overly excited about and something Cain would sadly have to now deal with. 

“ You’re a tactician too?! What a coincidence, so are my mother and I, and the female me and the father version of my mother! What kind of tactics do you employ, are you well known in your land? Do you prefer passive strategies or offensive? What are your thoughts on uphill struggle? Also do you fight yourself, and with what?! “ Congratulations on opening the flood gates. 

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alesfans‌:

    Edea bubbled with laughter, not due to humor, but to sheer joy at the thought of her friends, and the idea of Morgan’s friends alike. They had similar experiences with support- friends aiding each other to prevail even against the most difficult of times.

     “Your friends do too, just on that alone, but you should tell me more about them! I know it’s not always easy thinking on what both of us went through in our own worlds, but I’d love to hear about them.”

     She was curious too. She wondered if Morgan had rich friends like Ringabel, or friends from the countryside like Tiz. Were there any priestesses like Agnes? That was oversimplifying she knew, her friends were such unique, incredible individuals… but maybe they yet had similar friends, with similar interests or traits. That would be all the better if they ever could introduce all of their allies to one another.

Morgan didn’t mind telling Edea about his friends, but he was mostly curious about who he would talk about first. There were many individuals he could speak on, but he wanted to start off with someone who he thought Edea could get along with or at least feel like she would just by hearing his description of them. Actually, there was one.. 

“ She may be my sister but she is still my friend, but my older sister Lucina is someone that inspires all of us! She’s going to be the future Exalt and she is a very serious individual with a warm heart that cares about all of us. If you see her, you’ll understand why she’s such a respectable woman but you shouldn’t be afraid of her! She’s very sweet once you get to know her! “ Actually since he was on the tangent of family..

“ And then there’s my cousin Owain. He’s a great fighter with an amazing talent for using a sword! He’s very.. boisterous and outspoken, loving to speak as if all is a play or an act, and greatly respects and idolizes heroes of the past! You’ll.. understand him in a moment once you see him. But, he is a kind young man as well! “ 

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scopoultimo‌:

     She had watched as the festival turned grim, re-awoken creatures much like the risen were everywhere, and everyone had seemed to encounter some tarnished image of their past… or themselves. Robin knew hers would come, there was too much corruption in her past and bloodline for it to be avoidable, but as of now, she helped others instead. She had been blessed to have enough magic to ward off these enemies, using magic aligned with both fire and electricity alike to smite enemies back to death, and help keep the city safe. As a shepherd of Ylisse, a mother of three, she had little inclination to do anything but ensure the safety of Spirale and all her citizens. Rest would come when this was all over.

     She trekked through the city, aiding faces both familiar and new… but came across something worse than seeing her own visage all twisted and torn. 

     Morgan. 

     He was not alone, he looked on at opposing version of himself, marred and battered, and he appeared absolutely struck by fear in a way she had not seen. For all he had been witness to, all he had helped fight, all he had fought on his own, he had never looked as distressed as he was now.

    Well, shit. She knew this was not so easily fixed by smiting down the doppelganger of her son, she could not be the one to do it. The best way to cleanse himself of this demon was for him to summon the will and power to fall this enemy.

     But gods, why had they chosen to make him suffer?

     Robin approached, cautious and slow, ever calculated, and backed up her son. Drawing her levin sword, she poised herself behind Morgan, but her blade peeking forth. She was ready to strike if necessary, but did not act upon her instinct to kill such a threat.

    “Morgan, you’re okay! I’m here.” Voice calm, and firm, Robin smiled while issuing the doppelganger a challenging glare. “You can fight him, I will keep you safe… but these creatures are malicious, you cannot let him live.”

Morgan’s attention was snapped back into place for a brief moment at the sudden sound of his mother’s voice piercing the silence and calling out to him as he looked up at her, eyes widened but his demeanor and face looking rather struck with shock for a brief moment. Even now his mother’s words almost fell deaf onto him as he wanted to listen to her and her comforting tells of triumph but.. the specter before him kept on reminding him of another one of him that could exist in another timeline that could just do what he could.. but better. 

He didn’t want to show weakness in front of his.. ‘mother’ however and want to remain strong as he always did, but the swarming thought and idea of just him being so replaceable filled his heart with a darkness he hadn’t felt in quite some time. This festering idea that if he would disappear, another Morgan could show up in his place.. take all the love and affection of a mother he never had and have it be properly placed.

Even now it was difficult to muster up the strength to strike back at his own copy, even as it shambled closer to him in rags. Sort of like a mirror of his own demons, he began to close his eyes and shake his head, attempting to force out any of those negative thoughts in his head and he found himself simply running forward towards the remnant before him, bringing his sword down at it which it promptly blocked against. At this point, Morgan began to swing wildly, doing everything he could to simply beat it back and away so that he may not have these thoughts anymore. 

“ Back, BACK!! BACK AWAY AND DIE ALREADY!! DO NOT USE MY FACE--DO NOT USE WHO I AM--YOU ARE NOT ME, YOU WILL NEVER BE ME! “ It was.. uncharacteristic how wild he swung at the thing with how wide and how far they reached. He acted mostly on instinct, all while the shambling remains of whoever this figure was managed to block them easily with simple parries. There was an unusual strength behind the parries to which Morgan only began to tire himself out, wanting nothing more than to be done with this figure as his voice began to shake. 

“ You’ll..!! You’ll not best me..! I’ve.. I’ve gone through so much.. too much.. to let myself..!! I-I can’t be weak now! I can’t--I can’t let anything surpass me now! I can’t lose now! I CAN’T LOSE NOW!! “ 

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scopoultimo‌: 

     Morgan’s signature brand of energy and optimism was not unwelcome, but at times it was necessary to reel the excitement in a bit in order to accomplish what was necessary. When they did not know what dangers or complications could linger, it was best to exercise caution. But Robin still gave his hand an encouraging squeeze before leading the two of them off to locate stationary so they could set about their mission.

     “There seems to be some shops nearby that may carry some, but given the worst outcome, I have a few empty tomes at home which we could use to document everything.”

“ Have you already found some stores that sell such? I really haven’t been using my time here properly.. while I’ve been looking aimlessly you’ve already sought your sights on what’s most important.. impressive as always, mother..! “

Morgan could only look up in awe at Robin at already learning so much about this city and already teaching him all about what this city could hold. He had gotten so accustomed to the idea of just learning the landscape, and the finer details were already escaping him. But his mother truly had her sights on what they needed. 

“ I wouldn’t want you to waste your extra tomes like that, so I say we hit those stores as soon as possible..! “ 

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threetigerblessing‌:

Threo watched her opponents scamper as far away from the court as they were able to, pleased that some people finally understood just who she was. “We won? That was easy! Good job, Morgan!” she said, slapping him on the back. “You did a great letting me hit it!”

She definitely could’ve gone for another game or four, but maybe Morgan was tired after all that hitting the ball in the air two times. “Well, if you wanna stop, that’s okay. But we should play again later!”

Shaved ice sounded familiar, something from Auguste Island, maybe? “I don’t think I’ve had it before… Are you sure it’s good? Snow isn’t very yummy, you know.” Nevertheless, she trotted after him, glancing around at the stalls that dotted the beachfront. Some of them were definitely grilling stuff, and after all that volleyball she could really go for some fish or squid… Still, if Morgan said ice was tasty, she trusted him.

“Well, if you say so… But if it’s not super yummy, you have to buy me something tasty, okay? Like some grilled squid!” She turned to find the shaved ice stand far closer than she thought, and got to work reading the menu. “Woah, tiger blood? They can put blood on your shaved ice? I’m gonna get that one, Morgan!”

“ Well snow by itself isn’t yummy, that’s why they add a bunch of stuff to it to make it taste good! You’ll understand what I mean in a bit, just trust me! “ Giving her a confident nod as they looked over the menu, he was a tad concerned over her excitement over the tiger blood flavor.. in that she was thinking they would use actual tiger blood. Part of him didn’t want to disappoint her but she had to know the truth on that one. 

“ Err, not quite. It’s just the name of it. In reality, it’s actually strawberry and watermelon, sometimes with coconut. It’s still really sweet and tasty, though! There are other things you can put on too! Like fruit jellies, or condensed milk with is really sweet and syrup-y that makes it taste good, too. If you want, lets get a few flavors and see what you like. “ Stepping forward towards the stand and drumming his fingers against the wood, he’d think before quickly ordering, raising his hand. 

“ Hello! Could we get, lets see.. one tiger blood, one tongue twister, one cookie dough aaaand.. lets have one with chocolate and condensed milk! That should be good! “ Once the order was taken, Threo could see the process in which a machine would pile on ice almost like a heavy snowfall into small, disposable bowls before drenching them in thick, chilled syrups kept in an ice cooler. After a few minutes, the four bowls would be presented as he quickly handed Threo two of them while he took the other two. 

“ We can probably sit anywhere where we like and try them there. If you really end up liking it we can get the fancier ones, the kinds where they put all sorts of fruits and candies in them! “