#onzoushii

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@onzoushii

She has an easy routine. Easy being a relative term, when considering the volume of her work and effort at the casino. The place sings under her touch, despite her exhaustion and the fatigue that comes from trying to expand her world. At least there’s opportunity, and a certain quietness that comes from nobody breathing down her neck. 

Nevertheless, the hint of sweat on her brow and quiet tiredness falls away as soon as she spots a familiar figure. She doesn’t run cold, no, but she’s struck dumb for a moment, before moving forward.

“Togami-kun. What a surprise you’re turning out to be.” 

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[ CONTACT ] ;; Togami-kun 

[ TXT ] ;; hey! sorry to text out of the blue like this... but... are you okay?

[ TXT ] ;; i didn’t go to the last day’s event.

[ TXT ] ;; i didn’t… feel like running into my classmates. long story.

[ TXT ] ;; but I feel like I’m hearing an awful lot a noise now, ya know?

[ TXT ] ;; so i’m… a bit worried. text me back if you can, ‘kay?

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    ≪❀≫ “Oh, pardon me! I didn’t see you there.”

      WELL, OF COURSE he wouldn’t – after all, the MAGUS was carrying a stack of books easily higher then his own head. So? The fact that he nearly knocked into the younger male wasn’t surprising. The half-human magic user wasn’t really the type to consider those sorts of things. He wasn’t in any DANGER in a library, so? He could be a little overly-whimsical in choosing his actions. Actions that could often, nearly, lead him into trouble. (HIS LUCK was likely the only thing that had stepped in to stop him from actually running into the other.)

      With that, he is quick to discard his pile onto the table he’d set up at. It would be obvious to any who saw it that he’d likely been here for hours already. Many books remained atop the table – many of them open to different particulars, which? Generally lead him to searching out more books. Cross-referencing everything this Library had to offer on varying subjects.

      Though, an OVERWHELMING majority of his table was covered with textbooks and TOMBS of magical references. He was ATTEMPTING his luck to figure out what was going on here and how it was that he and his fellow SERVANTS could be summoned to the island – without the HOLY GRAIL. But, now? He should probably apologize for being… less than careful with his surroundings. “I’m sorry. I should have been a little more careful about that. You weren’t hurt, were you?” The COURT MAGE of the Round Table was pretty sure he didn’t run into the boy – however? With how many books he was carrying, he wouldn’t have been surprised if he accidentally run into someone.

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      It was not particularly natural to see things as they currently where – a city that had different Wards that separated varying levels of cultures and societies. Apparently, the wards carried all sorts of colorful folks as well. People from varying “worlds,” abilities, and so on. So? In theory, it wasn’t much different then Chaldea, which housed varying souls from different parts of the universe…

      Except there was no Master to obtain orders from. Nor was there any constructed form or necessity for her to follow. She had no job. No parameters to follow at all…

      So? She’d made it her mission to try to understand the varying WARDS – their differences and cultures. However? The puppet’s trip had come to a dead stop when she arrived at a place apparently referred to as the “Netwalk”. A place inhabited by unusual canine-like creatures. “… observation concludes android-like existences ranging in size and behavior. Intelligent with a pack-like behavior, similar to other living species…” She was mostly muttering these things to herself. The puppet didn’t think much to the contrary. After all: It wasn’t as though Assassin was in the middle of business… and with her natural concealment left intact – the chances of running into danger from another servant was slim. “Continued observation recommended – at this time, it’s unclear of whether or not they have any benefits that work alongside of these changes.”

      She didn’t think much about other “residents” being in the area. At least, until she happened to notice someone else on their way through here. “… if permitted, I would like to ask you some questions.” Danzou’s voice calls out to the young man traveling through. She wasn’t sure if he was someone from around these parts or not, however? Any amount of clarifications would prove useful for the puppet-woman who had only just arrived in the city. “If that is acceptable, of course. Should it be too much trouble, then I shall excuse myself.” Well, she would excuse herself to continue to observe the creatures – netpups, she would assume.

      It was hard not to be fascinated by them – given they appeared to live, despite the lack a natural canine’s head. It reminded her a little of her own condition, so to say.

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@onzoushii

This gun was such, a pain!

Yes, it was a prop, and he knew his card gun was too in a way. But how was a gun with foam darts going to benefit him in his phantom thief identity? With the card gun he could use those cards to make smoke fill the room and create a distraction. Now, without it? He was powerless. The only item of importance he had now was his glider, sure he had

He sighed, he was definitely going to have to find a magic shop sooner or later.

“This bites...” he mumbled to himself, moving the NERF gun towards the air. “Just how does anyone use this thing?”

Little did he know however, was that someone had overheard him... At least he managed to cover himself with his wording..

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@onzoushii

This person...seemed familiar. Not in a personal sense, of course. How could she have ever met someone for real, a string of numbers and codes...although...this whole situation was odd to begin with. She shouldn’t have been there in general, taking into account that she had just... However, her programming could, of course, identify one of the critical members of the organization that brought her into existence. Although he seemed...different. Maybe younger? The vibe was strange. It wouldn’t hurt to ask, however.

“Excuse me...are you Byakuya Togami? You attended Hope’s Peak, right...?”

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           this place is just like home, with lights flashing and cheerful songs being blasted at full volume—but with one key difference. momo is walking the streets freely here in little tokyo, and she is absolutely loving it.

ever since arriving, she’s noticed that her 'curse’ tends to wear off after a certain point. no longer does every head turn in her direction once the day’s episode has run its course (unfortunately, what hasn’t changed is her inability to control when she captures the attention of quite literally everyone in the vicinity). instead, she’s left in peaceful, peaceful bliss.

             “this is so cuuuuute!”

maybe it’s a bit too peaceful, though. caught up in the bliss of shopping freely for the first time she can remember, she yells at full volume beside a certain young man who also appears to be browsing this store’s wares. oops.

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onzoushii / byakuya !

          “Who? Me? Can’t say that I have..?” Not that he was actively looking around for something like that in the first place.