Cross Effects 3.0 - October 21, 2015—June 23, 2016

[Thedoctor]

Kuro

Kuro eyed the blonde as she summoned a spear that appeared to have anti-Fae properties when she studied it. The blonde's earlier claims weren't completely made of air then, still, Mordred's boasts about keeping up with her speed was far from impressive.

"You might be intimidating blondie if I actually specialised in speed, I'll give you a hint. I don't." The white haired girl said teasingly, with a massive grinn present on her face. Corbin was pointedly ignored by the girl as he didn't seem to be able to get a clue.

[Thedoctor]

Jeanne

"Don't feel so ashamed for your behavior, it's not something you can control at the moment, and you're not hurting anyone Sakura." The blonde servant tried comforting the purple haired girl as best she could, her voice was calm as she spoke. "Of course I'll do my best, I have a feeling that dying isn't what I'm supposed to do here."  Jeanne went closer to her master and hugged her. "Calm down."





The Hero of Ikaruga

The room looked like something out of a horror movie, the scene of carnage, utterly disgusting with the bodies of many a fallen police officers. That was about to change however, not in an instant, like some cliché super hero bursting through the wall with a red cape and blue tights. No the change was different, far more sinister in nature.

If you had to describe it, it would be a chill. Or perhaps utter dread creeping up on you, like the grasp of death itself. Was this perhaps an illusion?



No.

The cold was real. Too real.

Ice was forming on the walls slowly spreading across the room, freezing the floor, the broken pieces of furniture and the bodies, even the air itself was painful to breathe. As dreadful as this visage was, it was a blessing in disguise for the poor police officers. The immense cold would make their blood flow slower, keeping them from their untimely demise if just for a while longer.

"You Did This?"

In the center of this icy invasion was a man, a man who hadn't expected to happen upon something so vile while taking stroll. A man who hadn't expected to run into someone who reminded him of the serpent even if the colors were wrong.

A man who was a hero.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Garou XIII

Garou smiled smugly, amused by the little show she put for her. He didn't even need to fire an actual bullet, now that was lame. Well, he didn't expect much from someone who looked like ratshit, but still. Ouch.

Nothing but a bit of good old ultraviolence to shoot tragedy straight into comedy! But before he could laugh it off, he felt a sudden chill down his spine. No, this was different, it was an actual chill. Suddenly, before he even realized, everything turned incredibly cold.

Huh?

Before he knew it, his face had turned into a frown. He turned to face some blonde costumed freak with zero fashion sense. What was once a troublesome expression changed back to his usual serpentine smile. Yes, this was the hero after all. The fodder from before had only been to get one to show up after all, the real deal was in front of him now. He was so excited, he couldn't help but tremble.

Well, it was good to walk the walk but one also had to talk the talk. So Garou bared his fangs and posed dramatically, letting his cloak flutter throught he icy winds as the villain made his stand. He'd have to put on a good show, this was so exciting...

"Haaah? Please don't wet your panties, you might get a cold. Besides, isn't it a bit late for the hero to make his entrance? They were waiting for you you lazy son of a bitch! *sigh* But I guess heroes do have more important things to worry about. Because of you, someone is going to have to figure out the garbage from the trash! Hahahahaha!" He answered jovially, not trying to conceal his jubilant humor one bit.

But then, his red eyes glanced at the girl from before. While he did turn to her, his attention to that man did not fade one bit. If he tried to attack before he got to finish his speech, it wouldn't be so easy. After all, you can't have an epic confrontation between justice and absolute evil without a climactic banter to set the stage now could you? Hehe, this would be so great. Oh, oh! He knew what to say!

"You might want to get a bigger bag for that one." He added nonchalantly, pointing to the crippled freakshow exhibit. Well, by now it was more of a  modern art exhibit, haha.

[SINIB]

Archer

Archer noticed that his younger counterpart sighed as he asked his question, he obviously had some other intention besides mere curiosity. "Your problem is that you're trying to be a hero and not her lover. You don't need need to carry the world on your shoulder's, it doesn't work, I know."

He put the finishing touches on the dressing and then stepped away from it while fully turning to Shirou. "There's other people you can lean on Shirou Emiya." Archer paused for a moment before continuing in a more sarcastic tone. "I'd rather not talk about her endearing grandfather right now."

Shirou Emiya

Shirou froze. Archer's words struck deep. They hurt badly. "I promised her, Archer…" Shirou said quietly, looking at his alternate self defiantly. "And I also promised myself."

"I promised to be her hero. I can't just abandon that. It doesn't work like that. I won't judge you for abandoning our ideal, we're different people, and even if I don't know the specifics, I know you made the right choice for you. But, I won't let you disparage me for sticking with it, either. I'm not trying to do something crazy like save the world, or even a single city. All I want to do is make sure those closest to me are ok."

He clenched his fists at the mention of Zouken, but forced himself to calm down. "I'm sorry about that, but please, I don't see anything wrong with being her hero and her lover. How are they exclusive."

[Elf]

Gabriel

He felt her relax as she leaned her head back, exposing more of herself to Gabriel.   He ran his lips up and down her throat as he continued to rub her back, getting her to relax as much as he could.   His large hands moved to slowly unbutton her blouse, his long fingers careful and sure.

"Well, I hope to please," he whispered to her before leaning forward to kiss her again.

[Panda]

Emily

Emily couldn't help a slight groan as Gabe continued to attend to her neck, feeling the tension slip away. Soon enough, however, his hands worked their way upwards, unbuttoning her blouse. The Changeling smiled at his words before his lips met hers, Emily returning the kiss with a little sigh, shifting her shoulders to help him get the blouse off, leaving her ample chest covered only by a simple bra that was about as red as her hair.

[Elf]

Gabriel

Gabriel kissed her slowly, thoroughly as he splayed a hand across her flat stomach and the other kneaded her back.  The blue blouse fell onto the bed, leaving Emily in a very red bra.  He ran his finger over the top of one cup, admiring the creamy swell there.

"Interesting choice," he said with a smile.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Erica

The construct's gaze shifted towards the city and an almost contemplative look came over her. "I do not think that it will truly matter in the end whether I achieve my goal or not. The meaning is in the pursuit and my longing for something more. Even if it could not be reached I would pursue it forever. Perhaps something would change and I would succeed, or perhaps nothing would change, but to truly live is to hope. I am proficient enough in that, at least."


Oren

As the two others began tearing into the herd the Lycan circled back and simply watched. A sound like grinding boulders emanated from the main body as a sign of pain. It seemed to realize its predicament quite quickly. It was too slow to escape and it was quite outmatched by the hunters around it.

With a groan the creature charged towards Michael and the last of its herd converged on the staff wielder. The small, twisted bodies made of maws and sharpened bones were accompanied by the charging former deer whose bones and broken outwards and twisted forwards to try and strike at the man.

Oren, on the other hand, was in the process of doing much more important things. Like chasing her tail.


Liseth

Multidimensional roach hotel? That was the dumbest thing she's heard in her entire life, and she's read young earth arguments for the kicks. Liseth gave the shorter girl an unimpressed look but her expression visibly darkened as no one said a word. With a small amount of trepidation she reached into her laptop bag and pulled out a cellphone. She turned it on and tapped on the blue 'S' to turn on Skype and when every single contact showed up as offline a tight pressure began to build in her chest and stomach.

Her grip on the phone tightened but it was out of pure anger. How was this fair? What had she done to get screwed over like this while she was just trying to help someone out? It didn't make any sense!

She wanted to break something. She wanted to scream into a pillow until she fell asleep. Instead she giggled. And then she laughed. Because this whole thing was stupid and ridiculous and she knew if she didn't laugh she'd cry, and she hated crying in public.

It only lasted for a moment before she stopped, gave her cellphone a baleful look, and dropped it back into the bag. Then she walked up to the bar and took a seat next to the white haired guy. She knew what he ordered, and if they had that she didn't care how much it cost as long as she could eat as much as she could afford. She reached into her bag and pulled out a stack of hundred dollar bills before dropping it on the counter. “Just give me strawberry sundaes until I say stop or throw up. Whatever comes first. I'll pay for his too, I suppose.”

[Panda]

Emily

The Changeling couldn't help a moan, muffled by the kiss, as Gabe's hand found her stomach, fingers finding the hints of toning that was the product of the light exercise regimen she'd been doing fairly well at keeping up until recently. His fingers kneading at her back, meanwhile, had Emily arching her back a little in response.

Soon enough, however, the kiss was broken off, Emily unable to help a slight gasp as he ran a finger over the top of one ample swell.

"I-I'm a bit fond of the color," Emily admitted with a slight giggle, "Good to hear it wasn't a bad choice."

[Elf]

Gabriel

Gabriel eyed her as she arched towards the hand on her back, so he continued to knead there as he teased the swell of her breast with his fingers.  They were large and firm, and he was sure the nipples would be bright pink with her coloring.  He made no move to remove the bra, but to just run his fingers over where it ended and her skin began.

"Not a bad choice at all," Gabriel said with a smile, "So is red your favorite color then?"

[Panda]

Emily

The Changeling squirmed a bit under his fingers, his ministrations prompting a feeling edging between ticklish and pleasurable. A moan slipped from her lips as his fingers started to light that familiar burn in her, the Changeling starting to feel herself grow a bit damp.

"Y-Yeah, you could say that," Emily admitted, "W-What about it?"

[Elf]

Gabriel

"It's sort of amusing and fascinating at the same time," Gabriel admitted as he sensed Emily's growing arousal.

He reached lower to strum her nipple though the soft fabric of the bra.  I think the trick with her would be to tease her as much as possible, he mused to himself as he stated to kiss down her throat again.

[Panda]

Emily

"R-really? And why's that?" Emily managed to get out amidst the little moans slipping from her mouth as his thumbs found her hardening nipples, strumming them like guitar strings, though the sounded prompted was far sweeter to the ear.

The Changeling groaned as she found herself wondering if he was intending to keep this up throughout, part of her exhilarated by the thought of being at his mercy. The feeling of his lips teasing her throat only served to reinforce this, Emily squirming in his grasp.

[Elf]

Gabriel

"Red is a rather bold color.  Almost aggressive, but also invoking strong passions.  People who tend to favor the color seem to be that way themselves," Gabriel answered as he moved to unclasp her bra as she squirmed against him.

He carefully freed her breasts and smiled at the sight of them before taking one into each hand.  He weighted each against his palm with a lopsided grin.  "Better now?" he asked as he stated to gently knead them.

[Panda]

Emily

Emily blushed at the short discourse, unable to help noting that his description fit Mordred a fair bit better than it did her. Nonetheless, she couldn't help feeling a degree of relief as Gabe finally opened her bra and started palming her breasts, weighing them in his hands before starting to knead at them.

"Y-yeah," she managged to get out,  "Way better. You shouldn't be feeling left out though..."