#mashu 01

[lostgentlesoul-blog]

@castilium

He paused right away. He recognized that person. One of the last people he saw before he blacked out. A comrade turned enemy turned potential comrade. “.....Mashu?” He voiced, surprise apparent in his voice. Where was her ‘master?’ Were they here too? Was this where they hid for those two to three months? 

[renassiancewoman-blog]

@castilium

What a strange surprise this was. Her gauntlet and staff, gone, replaced with a staff that couldn’t be much help, but she still carried it around as if it was her original.

There wasn’t, much to see so to say, rubble scattered around, strangers wandering around, until a certain head covered with purple hair caught her attention. Her back was turned, and hadn’t noticed Da Vinci, at least not yet. A simple greeting would be too boring after all.

Brushing some hair out of her face, she approached and tapped the other on the head with her staff to get her attention.

“Ah Mashu, there you are, look at what they did to my staff! It’s not beautiful like me at all!”

[chaldeanbeast-blog]

& -- @castilium

Of course she was here.

“Mashu.”

There wasn’t a point in pretending with her. She’d already seen him for what he was. At least, he hoped she remembered that much.

She looked much different now. Bright. Unafraid. It stirred something inside of him to see it. Was it happiness? He wasn’t entirely sure. All he knew for certain was seeing her here--alive--gave him some sense of fulfillment, even if he hadn’t actually done anything at all.

[mhxgongiveittoya]

@castilium

it sure seemed like there were a lot of servants roaming around this city, when did everyone get such high independent action?

either way it didn’t matter.  she’d at least met this one before.  the one with that giant shield.

“Hey! Shielder!” she grinned walking up to the girl, “it seems a lot of us are stuck here”

there was no hostility in her voice.  The girl in front of her was not in fact a saber so it was only natural to be friendly