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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Arch-Magos Winter:
--- Quote from: Cool Kat on June 01, 2014, 05:09:35 PM ---"Huh?" Now she was lost. However, after a while Mordred went on full denial mode, trying to rationalize the situation she ended up in "Master, there is no way I could be summoned here without Grail's assistance. You have Command Spells after all" saying that she approached her Master and grabbed the arm where he had his Command Spells "See, you must have bumped head or something, and lost your memories. There must be somewhere those things your people call hospitals, they could fix you, Master!" She looked as if she was ready to have his Master treated, by force even, just to get on this Holy Grail War thing.
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"I can't explain it either." Lawrence shrugged. "And I'm not amnesiac." Mordred was overreacting, but her concern was rather refreshing, considering his usual company. "Shit happens. Look, we can figure it out later, right now I need to get a door for my car back."
She's like a very excitable dog isn't she?
'Don't sound so pissed about it. Besides, we'll be stuck with her for a while, I think. She'll be better company than you.'
With that Law gestured to the firebird with the missing door. "I'll drive. Hop in the back if you want, or take shotgun."
He didn't wait for a reply before returning his rifle to the back of the car along with his gear.
Brahmastra:
"I am no janitor, Magus. If you desire to remove this wild dog from the battlegrounds before your beheading then feel free to do so. I shall not intervene."
The ball of feral emotions and great power in the guise of a man was preventing Karna from declaring the start of their battle, as teaming up upon an enemy was against the Code of War, a set of rules Karna admittedly breached by simply being active at night. It seemed he would have to dismiss this rule from the Code if he were to do anything in the modern age.
To begin with, this was not entirely a battle provoked by Karna's want for one; He was merely guarding the escape of the two people behind who had been so kind as to help the fallen metal bird and the unconscious girl. That charity brought him joy. So naturally, he would defend that charity without fail.
Kat:
--- Quote ---"I can't explain it either." Lawrence shrugged. "And I'm not amnesiac." Mordred was overreacting, but her concern was rather refreshing, considering his usual company. "Shit happens. Look, we can figure it out later, right now I need to get a door for my car back."
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Mordred let Law's arm go, astounded. If her Master said he was not an amnesiac, then he could not be. He seemed to be honest if nonchalant "You are not joking, Master? Then something must be wrong with this place..." said Mordred, disappointed.
--- Quote ---With that Law gestured to the firebird with the missing door. "I'll drive. Hop in the back if you want, or take shotgun."
He didn't wait for a reply before returning his rifle to the back of the car along with his gear.
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Though there seemed to be no Holy Grail War ongoing, her Master was her Master after all, and she could not go back on her word out of personal honor. Besides, would she abandon him and just sit on her ass until she disappears? No, a knight would not just give up like that. There must be a reason why she was summoned. Maybe something else that would realize her wish was out there somewhere. Eh, come what may!
"I'm coming in, Master. But I don't need that firestick of yours, I have my Clarent" she asnwered with renewed energy and hopped in the passenger seat. Holy Grail may have provided her with basic information on the modern world, but coloquial phrases of the modern era, it seemed.
MissingMandible:
The pain ceased...
Songbird felt rejuvenated. He doesn't understand why or how, but but he felt like he was never hurt to begin with; Songbird did not even feel the least bit tired. Now able to use his right arm, the Man-bird lifted himself off of the ground.
He reached out for the blonde woman, only to just notice the tense animosity in the air. The Monster was still here, along with the Plant and the Suit (Who was now carrying yet another woman). His eyes fell upon the white headed newcomer, who, while not sending off bad vibes, still emanated with raw power. Eyes shifting from green to red, Songbird prepared for a fight. He placed his twenty-five foot tall frame between her and the three major threats, while still keeping an eye on the Suit close by.
Emitting a growl, Songbird then took a hostile stance, spreading his wings wide out to make him as large and imposing as possible. The Man-Bird would die before he would allow anyone to harm the Blonde Woman...
Elf:
Ash winced at Ellen's words and looked at Lycodrake and Enkidu. She said, "She does need to feed soon before the bloodlust overtakes her."
She turned off the stupid phone and then pointed. "See, okay, you go this way and you'll see this large tower that's obviously overcompensating for something. Go to that tower and keep heading south west after that. That should take you to Shawnee."
Then she looked at Ellen and said, "Come on now, before you drop."
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Forest watched as Henry did something to totally heal Iron Bird Man. The redheaded guy had just appeared again, healing from extensive burn damage. Then their savior was getting ready to fight The Bitch.
And then Iron Bird Man decided that now that he was all better, he was going to put himself between him and anything that could possibly hurt her. She walked up and put her hand on his massive frame.
Pretty Bird, you can protect me best if you can get those two out of here, she sent to the chaos and animal instinct of his mind, indicating Henry and the armored girl Can you carry all three of us and stay aloft?
Then with one last glare at Grigori the Bitch Goddess, she said to the white haired superior being, "Thank you for this, and kick her fucking ass."
******
Gabriel smirked as he laced his hands behind his head, pillowing it upon them as La Folia spread his legs apart. He was semi-erect still, and it wouldn't take much to get him hard again. Soft fingers wrapped around his length and began to stroke.
Pleasure was laced through the thorough caress and he arched back with a slight moan. "That's it my pretty Folly."
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