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The Slums
SINIB:
--- Quote from: MissingMandible on August 15, 2019, 02:24:32 PM ---
--- Quote from: Sinib on August 13, 2019, 03:02:01 AM ---Eruraviel?
The tall woman's arm shot out, catching the phone in midair. She also quickly pocketed the device she was using, slinging it away inside her grey cloak. She crouched down, offering Lora a hand. "Are you ok?" She asked.
Under the hood was a pale white human with brilliant blue eyes.
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Mothra (as Lora):
"Yes I am, thank you," Lora said, accepting the stranger's hand.
Whatever that thingamabob was, the stranger tucked it away, seeming to notice that she noticed. Whether that meant this woman was up to no good, or that she was merely hiding something valuable from a stranger in a bad part of town could not be verified. Frankly, it wasn't Lora's business, either - she wasn't some sort of paladin that strikes out at everyone.
"I am looking for someone, perhaps you've seen him?" the mahou kaiju began, fishing out a photo from her pocket, "He's a neighbor of mine. We live a few districts over and he ran away to here. He was last seen with, presumably, an elf with blonde hair. His mother's worried sick about him."
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Eruraviel?
The woman took the photograph from Lora. She suddenly got more tense for some reason, regarding Lora with suspicion. She stared her down for several long seconds before silently handing it back to her.
"No, never. I've never seen an elf like that before, but if I had to hazard a guess, it would be that he met an unfortunate fate from one of the local gangs, or perhaps fell into the old tunnels underneath."
With a seeming sense of finality, the woman looked down at the young girl. "You should stop your search, before you get caught up in something dangerous."
Elf:
Emiya
Emiya shook his head and said, "Nope, something's wrong and if I did something I'm sorry. However, I can't help until you let me know what's wrong. So I'm staying here."
He then folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the wall beside the bathroom door.
Kotomine_Rin:
A-702
The smol janitor looking guy started to suddenly sweat all over. "Eh-eh ehhhh!? No no no! Nooooo way! I'm just a regular janitor! N-nothing shady about me! E-erm, yeah! Just the regular cleaner, no corpses involved! Nnnnope! And cops are absolutely not involved! I pay my taxes on a regular basis, wash 3 times a day, help grannies walk the roads, eat stale pop tarts with water and cereal for dinner. I'm totally 100% normal dude!"
The last part was absolutely normal. Even as he shook his head furiously. It was totally cute though (ironically unironically in an ironic unironic way, ironically).
He crawled just a bit closer to Justice all of a sudden.
"A-anyways, a guy with missile fists and a fiery haired girl!? Whaaa? That sounds like one of them 2000s animes. Do I look like some kind of Dungan pilot or something? I.... ooooooooh!" He smacked his fist in his palm, eyes wide open.
"I see, I see. You must've mixed me with my previous version. Sorry, but I have no memories past the last 3 hours. My biological body must've kicked the bucket, but they were able to extract my black box through my DNA. Aren't I handsome now?"
He whispered in his ear outside of Suerte's view (not really), totally looking worried. Probably about looking lame in front of a cute girl.
"I hear my body was a total mess this time. Did I at least fight really cooly? I mean, they didn't actually tell me. It's kind of embarrassing really."
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte giggled and said, "Sure lil guy. Whatever you say!"
All of this talk of a fiery-haired girl reminded her of Lily. They went into that strip club together, but she never saw her after that. Maybe after this job she would go out and look for her. She was crazy, but she did hang out with her in the first few hours within the city.
The cowgirl turned to Justice, leaning in and mimicking the little guy. "The guy is handsome but not as handsome as you! I think that guy might not be an average janitor though."
YOLF:
Justice
He was a clone? Maker, that brought back annoying memories. He better make sure to not leave any of his genetic material rotting around, not that there was a high likelihood of success even if someone did attempt to make a new Rider using him as a blueprint.
Justice shook his head, but scoffed in an entertained way to Suerte. "No joke," he said, before clearing his throat. He had many questions, and their number only grew, but he waited for the elevator to bring them to their destination.
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