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[wanderblade]

The life of a wanderer truthfully was not as glorious as it seemed. While the constant curiosity of what came over the horizon often inspired growth, with different settings and landscapes came new rules to follow without any knowledge for those ill prepared. Something as simple as money, for one. What was currency in one place could mean nothing somewhere else.. Though to place blame on that factor alone wasn’t fair.

The expression of the swordsman was dull. Her posture was hunched over, and she screams unamused without saying a word. The effects of depression were very much real, as her current condition hints this. Her funds were exhausted and she had only lived in the new area for a week! While amount given to start seemed reasonable, now without a spec to her name she was reduced to fishing for her own food using improvised materials.Her state was pitiful as she sat by the riverbed, waiting for a fish.

Unfortunately, something else bit. Her presence being familiar reminds her of Chaldea, but memories of were faint as she approached. “..They aren’t biting today if you’re curious..” Her focus doesn’t move over to, mouth only sighing. “Though if you have any luck, would you mind lending it to me? I could use it right about now.”

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[gaeabound]

the crystal mirrors had played their tricks and ice sculptures glittered with fascination; each hall a beauty in it’s own design. but, the chiming that echoed throughout the crystal funhouse was most enthralling. there were moments where it played in a vibrant and full melody, other times in discord with too many notes jumbled together --- all made as an extension from someone’s being.

“ oh --- you are here. were you attracted here by the music as well ? ”  he questions, having run into a familiar face on the lucid steps towards the ballroom floor. others were already making their way downwards, seemingly finished with their own session and he contemplates whether or not she has visited the floor already.

“each step invokes a unique tune from the bottom of the soul --- ” he presses his back onto the balustrade and crosses his arms. the hints of a sneer played in the corners of his eyes as they crease slightly, “ have you tried it yet ?  i wonder, what does your soul sound like ? ”

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[antiseption]

She wags a stick of strawberry pocky around the nurse's face, clearly looking to get some sort of reaction out of the stick in the mud. "Miss Nightingale, Miss Nightingale... have you ever heard of this holiday? It's called Pocky Day."

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( ☠ ) Distractions are never-ending. So long she remained nearby, the woman persisted with these ‘little’ interruptions. First it was feet that felt sore, then it was her stomach that ached, now.. “..What?” The nurse’s tone was anything but amused, her patience already thin. It didn’t take much to notice her hand fiercely gripping the book held, as the explanation from other is given. And just as quick as she is told, does her focus toward disappear.

Woman’s constant demands for attention had put the nurse further behind schedule, that gap of work ever increasing. Unfortunately it would continue to grow in size, as it seems the visitor would press her point of this ‘game’. She invades space and brings her own lips to the nurse’s ear, words soft but coated in intent with a purpose.

To goad, to bother. To further interrupt her from work, and rile for whatever reason. So marks the end of patience, as hand comes up in an instant catching the woman’s chin. Fingers sink into cheeks on both sides, what expression that was on her face now shamed with puckered lips. If she wouldn’t leave, the nurse would take it upon herself to resolve the issue and end her game.

…As she does with most. Brutally. Other hand would come up to push the candy in past the woman’s lips, eventually helping her chew even as the nurse’s hand underneath would push jaw to move. Chomp, crunch. Till instruction comes to swallow, and she releases her grasp of other. “There. You win. Now take your leave.”

[castilium]

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The signature radiated by the woman was unlike any she had felt before. Peculiar... she was definitely Servant, but none classes encountered prior matched the sensation, not even that of Ruler or Avenger. Truly she had plentiful question, but not was not the time. “—Excuse me. Wait a moment”.

A brief sprint removed the shield of café canvas from the torrential rain. Several lengths closed the distance sufficient to allow for her voice to maintain a regular and safer volume. “That way is dangerous. There is a construction site and the creatures which haunt this ward were disrupting the foundations of a building that was never completed. If you wish, we could step inside an antique store I came across and was using as shelter until the rain let up”.

[sanctummilitis]

Road and earth alike scorched did indeed have her yearn for answers of what transpired, what omen was to be identified if the vision be a warning of some description. Back to the first days of Spirale, with its desolate landscape not unlike this battered warzone did her thoughts travel, spurning similar curiosity about the cause. Of the possibility that the city exist within a cycle of destruction and revitalization.

Atop the shell of the district’s police station did she stand, surveying the surrounding area from above whilst she speculated. the courtyard opened before the building, with railings mangled upon the ground, had a lone occupant enter its perimeters; identified as Servant by the sense between their kind, although not one the king could say she had encountered personally before. more immediate was that from such position, Saber did see the woman be not the only one nearby. “Are you restricted in your power? There draws near hostiles; if you require company, allow my sword to aid in dispatching them. They’ve proven to be quite meddlesome”.

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[gaeabound]

‘ i’ll take out all your villains . ’

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“ this is quite sumptuous and coming from a stranger, no less. ”  yet, it was bold enough to claim and that alone warranted some sort of praise. not many offered to clear away the headaches that took physical, talking forms without a price — unless there was a hidden catch behind her words; it was hard to say. he eyes her for a moment, searching for an answer, a hint that could make this clear.

while there were a couple of ‘ villains ’ he could name, it would serve no purpose when these individuals were situated miles upon miles away. worlds, even; living in a land that was his home. within spirale grounds … there was no one to pin the title to. besides, he liked to take care of his own problems with his own hand.

“ however, fortunate for you, you need not raise a finger. there are no villains to take out here in this city — for now. ”

[anglerfishnabe]

11 . Immersing in a waterfall.

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The water current is just good, not too harsh nor too lenient as it washes over his head. It’s desolate spot fairly far in the corners of Archimedes Ward. In a stroke of bad luck he’d gotten himself submerged in mud. He didn’t mind too much but since the waterfall happened to be there and no one was around he thought he might as well take a dip. 

Still, a pair of eyes somehow finds him here. As a sound of a branch and a step in the dry grass reaches his ears Ogata almost turns. Couple of steps and he’s out of the waterfall, gun in his arms.  

“....peeking is a bad habit. “

[sanpatron]

“ Hmm. This might be useful. ”

Right before the Boss lay someone’s long-abandoned liquor cabinet—still completely stocked with all manner of spirits, yet locked up tight to keep it’s contents safe and secure. A shame that the previous owner didn’t get to make good use of anything here. Sucks to be them!

Immediately he smashes the thing open using the butt of his shotgun. No point in making this clean given the current state of the city. All that mattered to him was getting the necessary supplies in order to get through this mess. And oh sure, booze wasn’t really a top priority in this sort of situation, but it sure as shit would let him get through it easier!

“ Wonder if they got any tequila. ”

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