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Pine Garden
Elf:
--- Quote from: Sinib on July 06, 2019, 10:27:34 PM ---Tsumiko
Tsumiko felt her cheeks heating up in a strange way that she wasn't used to. She gulped, biting her lower lip in frustration. Her emotions were all over the place. It was terrible, just terrible, why was she feeling like this!?!
"Ah, I see. Sakura, huh?" She said. Matou? Tohsaka? It sounds so familar, but-
Whenever she tried to delve deeper into her memories, they faded to static, as if they were damaged somehow. She occasionally saw glimpses of other people's memories, but the impressions she had of them quickly faded away.
Tsumiko got up and marched towards the kitchen, towards the smell of the food. She looked back at him and smiled shyly. "Well, I won't lose. For some reason, I really don't want to lose to you."
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Emiya
Emiya watched as Tsumiko blushed, bit her lip, and what look like one hundred different emotions flickered across her face. Does she remember? he thought with a frown as he looked at her. Then she got up and headed towards the kitchen.
"Well, I won't lose. For some reason, I really don't want to lose to you."
He raised his eyebrows at that and Tohsaka looked at him with a mildly annoyed look. It was as if the cat was saying, "I lost my comfy pillows." Snorting, Emiya reached down and scratched the cat under his chin and was rewarded with immediate purrs.
"Come on buddy," he said in a soft voice before heading to the kitchen himself, the at trotting behind him like a small, feline shadow.
"Well, this is my kitchen, and I may have the advantage here," Emiya said with a smirk as he went over to the sink to wash his hands.
Aiden:
Mira
Without another word about it Mira moved swiftly through the rain, barely catching more than a few drops on her hair and jacket, and let herself into the relative dryness of the house. Her eyes immediately scanned every detail - escapes, potential weapons, the location of a kitchen or home gym. These were the most important details to process in that order.
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
Her speed was... surprising. When she stepped in, he scanned her further with his eyes, as if trying to dig for something. His gaze narrowed, but he shook his head and turned before closing the door.
"You can leave your coat and boots there." He pointed to the coat hanger by the door. It was only reasonable, it would be detestable for her to sully his villa. He smiled at her.
"Until the rain stops, you are a guest in my home and no more, please leave whatever foolish notions of a challenge you had to scatter in the rain. It isn't much, but if you have any request, Altya and Vatya will tend to your needs within reason."
Two maids, one as pale as milk, the other as pale as moonlight, bowed to her without uttering a word.
As for the mansion, it was large no doubt, but compared to the extravagant sights and absurd households on the way, it was quite humble. He understood that not all that shines is worth gold, and he found it tasteless to drink from a cup of gold when so many starved just outside. Some said the richness of the pine garden's home was no doubt a gold plaster to hide the poverty of their souls. Someone ought fix such things.
She could find a sizeable kitchen, provided with fresh produce grown by hand. A notion he had found no shortage of ridicule for. No matter, what was the worth of the bleating of mindless cattle? As for a gym, he did have a training dojo, but there was no more in sight, and it looked quite ordinary.
"Is this to your liking?"
Aiden:
Mira
The only thing that seemed to take her by surprise were the maids. Whether that was due to their existence, or simply that they looked rather professional, even Mira couldn't begin to say. She shook her head to clear it of the distraction, and made to remove her jacket. Immediately Vega noticed more detail he'd lacked before - the immaculate muscle tone in the girl's arms and shoulders revealed by the tank top she wore. The subtle sculpture of her back, or the suggestion of even more power lurking in her abdomen - that hadn't been obvious.
"Thanks for the hospitality, at least." She stepped out of her boots next, revealing her clean feet bereft of socks as they touched down on the floor. "Who'd you have to beat up to live here?"
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
"Haha! Why, do I seem like that sort of person?" He seemed amused by the retort, but appearances and reality were two game-boards of their own. Then again, he did find some genuine humour in that. Oh, if only she knew.
"No, it was nothing of the sort. This home was not bought, but built. With mine own hands, mine own sweat and mine blood. None other." He shook his head. "And what of you? Don't tell me you had a poor lady beaten for your attire. It would be most heartbreaking."
Her body seemed more than capable of such a feat. It was somewhat impressive.
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