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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Brahmastra:
--- Quote from: Knick on August 02, 2014, 04:50:17 AM ---
Sakura
Sakura looked over a Rider, “There is a difference between “prudish” and having no reason to engage in such acts. And in the case you posed it would be pointless. A servant like you would not have prana in your sperm.
She then walked back to one of the chairs in the main room and sat down, “I could use something to pass the time, what did you have in mind?”
--- End quote ---
"Reason? A reason?! Ha-ha, hahaha, hahahahaahahahahahah!" Rider dissolved into a fit of laughter, hands on his stomach as he rolled back and forth on the couch for a good minute.
With an exasperated "haaaaaaaah", he finally regained some semblance of ability to speak.
"There's never a reason for something like sex, dear. People fuck because it feels good. Therefor, there's no valid accusation in it being "pointless".
"And I was, in fact, asking you if you had anything fun we could do, given that I'm lost on options other than drinking, fighting or the subject you shy away from. Although admittedly it was a bad idea to ask, given that you don't really do fun", Rider ended with a snicker. Drop-dead gorgeous magus heiress she might be, but fuck if anyone's gonna put an heir in someone that anti-fun.
--- Quote from: Knick on August 02, 2014, 04:50:17 AM ---Amy
It was a short trip on the elevator and Amy and Fiore were downstairs, finding their way to where breakfast was being served they saw Proxy’s human construct sitting and a table while holding his real form, reading from a paper.
Taking a seat she stretched her arms a bit and let out a yawn, “Why did you have to wake me up like that Fiore? I was sleeping so well.”
“You should not be so lazy mother.” Proxy’s human form muttered as it flipped the page.
--- End quote ---
"I already told you why I woke you up, Amy. In fact, I remember doing so about five times; You were fondling me in my sleep", she pouted as she began cutting the finely done eggs on her plate, "Anyone would wake up from that, or so I'd hope at least."
Alice:
Revya
Revya took the chance to peruse the menu some more while Shiro was ordering before just doing a mental shrug. She wrote on a clean spot on her paper once more before tearing it off and giving it to the waitress.
I'll have what he's having, but with a ginger ale.
Soda was a relatively new concept in Protesto. Vitali was going to experiment a bit and try installing some machines for it in his restaurant, but it was still in the process of getting set up. So Revya was eager to try some for curiosity's sake. Not that she knew what ginger ale would taste like, but eh, it was the one that stuck out to her at the time.
Dallas:
--- Quote from: Pewdiepie on August 01, 2014, 11:46:27 PM ---"Magic... vampiric... dinosaurs. I, uh, I don't even know where to start on that one. I do hope the Mages' Association was not involved in you're, uh, conception?", Caules said awkwardly. He was so utterly stunned by the idea that someone actually came up with an idea this outrageous.
--- End quote ---
"It don't really matter to me who did what. That ain't gonna change what I am. Way I see it the good Lord put me on this fine Earth for a reason. His methods may be questionable but a whale never swallowed Jonah just because the big old motherfucker was hungry now did he?" He could tell he confused both of these gentlemen quite a bit already, and felt he didn't need to add more confusion to their meal. "Though I've probably said quite enough about myself, good'n introduction as ever don't you agree? Enough about me, I doubt a couple of folks like yourself wanna listen to this nigga chatting away whilst you try to eat. Don't mind me, please continue your business."
Sakura Alter:
Entertainment District.
A slight whimpering of a child pierced the absolute silence, and the voice of bare foot against the cold concrete followed it.
The shadow of a female walked to the cowering child slowly. As she walked further from the shadows, the sun-light caused her to be seen by the little boy. He let out a broken, shaking scream that was cut by his own hands pressing against his mouth. He crawled to the wall more and more, like he wanted to get in the wall and disappear completely.
The female didn't stop nor slow down a bit. Her leisurely steps kept coming closer. Finally she sat on her knees, and gently stroked his hair. The face that was expressionless all that time gave off a slight, loving smile.
The child saw everything. How his dad and his friends were slaughtered by the woman. The cold hand on his head gave a chill down his spine, yet, he was brave enough to look up at her right in the eyes with his teary ones.
Sakura didn't wait a second. As soon as their eyes met, her both hands grabbed the child by his neck, pinned him against the wall and started tightening.
The voices coming from the child wasn't as adorable as his face. He was squeaking like a pig, kicking the air, as his saliva ran down to his chin, then her bloody, cold hands. He dug his nails in Sakura's hands, causing them to bleed and her blood mixing with the victims'.
His eyes were locked to her frozen, red ones that reminded the child the flavor of dried blood in that moment. He tried to scream, scream with all his might, yet, nothing but a weak squeaking came out. As he tried to breathe again to try to scream once more, he simply couldn't. The hands on his neck didn't let him to do so. It was too tight now. And in that moment, he knew that it was time to die.
Sakura tightened her hands a bit more just to feel the neck cracking in her hands. She kept her hands there a few seconds more, just to be sure. When she couldn't feel the pulse any longer, she let go of it.
His body fell to the left side, his deep blue eyes still open and his long eye leashes were still wet.
Sakura stayed there for a moment, staring at the grey wall. Then she stood up slowly, pulling the child by his long, black hair and started walking without knowing where she'd go.
Knick:
Sakura
Sakura was annoyed. That was it. There was not anger, just pure annoyance at Rider.
“Whatever, do what you wish with your time, when night comes we will move out.” And with that Sakura left for her workshop.
There was no point in this conversation anymore; there is an enemy servant here and apparently a Grail War. Her priority was clear at the moment, to find enemies to crush.
Amy
Amy picked up a piece of buttered piece of toast and took a bite out of it. “Fiore is so mean.” She mumbled as she pouted. “Wonder what is taking Mille so long?”
Amy was always more at ease in the morning, more relaxed and calm. What happened in the room this morning was only because Fiore was so easy to tease.
Shiro
Shiro smiled as the woman took the menus and left, “So, what is it like in your world.” Shiro started, “I bet you have some interesting stories you can tell.”
Cina Prayer
Cina was surprised when the man lifted her up. But she has no choice in the matter; she was exhausted and would die here if he did not come along.
So Cina simply stayed still in his arm, trying to warm herself up with the heat of the man’s body as her body shivered from the cold, the benefits of the god’s power fading from her. As the man carried her she tried to feel the connections to her spirits.
It was then she noticed the oddity, the connections were not broken, they were still there. But rather whatever brought her here seemed to almost make it like a wall existed between them. It was fading, but it would take at least until either late tonight or tomorrow until she could call on them in any meaningful way.
And then a man floated down from the sky in front of them.
--- Quote from: YOLF on August 02, 2014, 05:19:06 AM ---"Hello there." he began, "Might you be in need of some assistance?"
--- End quote ---
She turned her head, seeing him pull back his outstretched hand for some reason, her mouth opened and she was about to speak. But then she froze as she felt it.
A spirit with a physical form, it was something that is an impossibility without being bound to a medium or though powerful rituals. And so she stuttered out her next words in a soft whisper, “W-w-what are you.”
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