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@virtuesyukimura
“Ah, so you’re a samurai?” As flat as his face seemed, a sense of intrigue was mixed right in between the surface. “I know there’s a few of them in Xing, but never have I actually spoken to one. May I ask how that’s like? Do you follow a code as well?”
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“Lorina could have given a better insight on this. I was never great at understanding things like psychology.. I still can’t believe that some people will do whatever it takes to survive even if it’s based out of their own desperate paranoia. There needs to be a more rational way of settling and accomplishing things instead of opting to violence and killing. That shouldn’t ever be an option!”
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She would be lying if she said she wasn’t curious. The exquicite armor she saw back at the Halloween party was truly something that left an impression. Much to her dismay, however, her interactions with the person in question left much to be desired in terms of length. She was thirsty for more.. The witch’s curiosity had to be satiated!
Huh.
Ask and you shall receive, they say, but this was a bit too convenient...! During one of her strolls through a park filled with the promise of spring and renewal, her eyes meet with none other than the person she had been looking for. Perhaps this spring was also one for new beginnings.
“Well, well! If it isn’t my dear Halloween guest!“ she chuckled, clearly content. Yes, it clearly showed she had been hoping for a reunion... Perhaps it was all too intentional. “Spring truly is beautiful, isn’t it? New life growing everywhere!“
Phecda is standing in the middle of a swarm of those heartbreak monsters. The shadowy masses rear up before them, various maws opening and shrieking.
Phecda just smirks. A single word in their native tongue is spoken-- sounding like the words “Polaris/devoted/I serve/I praise” said all at once. The crystals sticking out from their arms start glowing, and with a warbling croon the star starts slashing at the monsters, tearing them into ribbons. It’s not long before the area is covered in heart-shaped smoke.
The star just walks out of the mess, a twisted smile on their face. Too long, it had been far too long since they last had fun like this!
...Oh, someone else is there. The star pauses for a moment, smile fading as they stare at them. ...What did those characters do in a situation like this...?
Ah.
“Love Star Phecda wins once again~! No evil will escape my Poarlis-serving crystals!” The tone, overly cheery. The pose, ridiculously cute. The eyes...? Void of all emotion.
They’re trying with this cutsy thing, but man is it hard....
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Lost My Way
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Fall down seven times, get up eight.
But this is more like the thousandth time he’s had to get back on his feet instead of just lying down to die. He’s covered in small scrapes and cuts, plus a few more serious wounds that are still dripping with blood. But he’s not bleeding out; he’s good. He’s a survivor. Again.
What’s the point of surviving when they don’t?
He isn’t the type to appeal for help. He does things his own way, and that doesn’t include asking a crowd of strangers for bandages or directions to a hospital. Instead, he straightens himself up as much as possible, stares ahead, and . . . frowns.
His eyes have come to rest on a stranger in magnificent red armour: a samurai’s armour, surely. And it pisses him off. There are real wars out there - he’s just come from one - these days, armour only slows you down so you’re easier to pick off. This idiot‘s playing samurai while the last real samurai get themselves blown up or maimed.
“Hmpppph,” he pronounces it very loudly. “Going to a fancy dress party, Mr. Samurai?”
He hadn’t even shown up in costume. He looked rather uncomfortable and out of place, but perhaps that was just because he was never one for large crowds of people.
Seeing a familiar face--regardless of how little time they had known each other for--was a bit of a relief.
“Oh, Sanada-san--Er...what...are you wearing...exactly...?”
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When was he ever good about holding his alcohol? Never. Such strong drinks weren’t common in the Valley--spare wine, but this too was something he rarely drank--so holding his own only lasted a minor amount of drinks. Despite this, it’s not called Liquid Courage for nothing. Not that he needs courage.
“ Look at you over there. All alone. No handsome man on your arms... It’s not a party unless you have a partner to be around. S’hows about I fill that spot for you? ”
no i mean um, when we fire them does a light come out of the gun and just attach to the ground and activate as a beacon sort of thing?
In terms of function, that’s basically it! Firing the weapons will emit a beam and leave small discs on whatever surface you point it at. Materialization takes about two seconds, roughly.
Hope that helps!
-- mod spica
