Lonewolf685

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@Ponn

Basically Suzuya is the ultimate case of her Grimoire overwriting her personality and thought process. So she's far more Tomoe Gozen then she is Suzuya when transformed, like Suzuya is taking the backseat. So when she's Burning Heart she looks at Xoyls with Olivia together in battle and thinks they are a beautiful couple who nothing can seperate.

Also while Burning Heart is a lot more confidant then Suzuya and thus isn't flubbing her recollection of English classes with doubt, I think she's been speaking nothing but Japanese while transformed. It's why she speaks in italics and I think I mention she's talking in the language of her homeland

EDIT: Looked back and she has spoken plain english when talking to people. So yeah, she's just blustering a lot less.

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@Ponn

I hope you don't mind me assuming that Olivia would transform to cuddle Xolys in the dorm. It just seemed entirely in character and we moved past the night.

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Suzuya Kuzunoha

Her first day began and concluded as a wall flower, a mere spectator to events unfolding before her with not even the grand spectacle of magic to rouse a tired Suzuya into engagement. She told herself it was merely so she could get a handle on her peers and her Grimoire was too sated from prior battle to push with any force. Like a fattened cat who wouldn't roll of its side but still jabbed a paw in her side, she managed to ignore it for her first night in the dormitories.

Suzuya's roommate was Olivia, and it should have been obvious just upon learning this that it meant it they would both be slumbering in a transformed state. Olivia wanted her cuddles from Xolys, and Suzuya very much wanted the mental girding her power provided lest she scream in terror whenever her eyes began to drift shut.

To her confusion her Burning Heart mentality was rather envious Olivia had a lover's 'arms' holding her, but having more than enough confusing, fresh experiences to occupy her mind, the blonde fox girl did manage to sleep once she abandoned her blankets and slept in a ball of tails.

By the next morning she could say with certainty the tails were not connected to her spine, as she had slumbered without any discomfort, and that an English breakfast was some of the heaviest food she'd ever had to contend with. And it was a clash to be sure, with nary a vegatable in sight and no rice at all, Suzuya quitely sniffled and settled for the oatmeal lest her stomach charter a flight overseas on its lonesome.

With her body rested and filled, she set her sights on the mission ahead, as rather then a day of classes they were schedules to patrol the city by light of day. A pleasant way to get used to locales, no doubt, and having been divided in groups of four perhaps a chance for her to open up? Adjusting her classes she turned an eye to cohorts for this excursion, finding the Arthurian Magical girl to be the best choice of leader for them, a team of entirely melee centric Magical Girls.

She didn't much like her chances of approaching Tesni, her rampage the night before being rather wanton and bombastic, but Bonnie had seemed very approachable when they fought back to back. After literally swallowing to force down the drieness in her throat, she shuffled sidewards, moving closer to the French-themed Magical Girl and nodding to her.

"Ano...I am Suzuya. It is, good, to see be roaming with you." Her words were slow and clunky to her own ear, lacking the eloquence of her native tongue and she felt a word was not the best for their current endeavor, but her classes before Merrywell made it clear that practise and repition was the only way to get a language down. "You were a good comrade in battle. I hope to do so again."

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All right, starting next week I work a day job now, so I can work on posts like a normal, well rested human being. Let's goooooo!

Tower of Fable

@Sonnambula@ShadowSunRisen

Kanbaru Otoko

When Riku had chosen to absorb the Lola card, she had earned the cards irritation with her. The Serei had chosen to offer no help with using it's powers nor point out how to better use it than simply giving the princess a pair of fluffy ears and tail. Cathardt was similarly silent with Thomas, though that was its nature and he was neither fond nor opposed to his holder.

But when the red eyed whale appeared before them, interposing herself between them and the dragon as she rallied them to violence against it, both Serei stirred. The wolf smelled an enemy and knew the Dragon was not it, while the feline hissed at the injustice unfolding before them. They restlessly growled to their Hosts as Kanbaru petered out, finding her lies falling on deaf ears.

There was a shimmer moving over her shoulders, the JSTR's presence just barely noticable to the two alone as it's arms curled covetously around Kanbaru's neck. The whale quirked her head, the motion now clearly in response to her parasite and not the two before her, only to settle on a savage smirk.

"Man, you two have some unlucky Serei. That naughty doggy and the Dos Equis cat really are headaches. Well, not that it matters any if you ignore them. So, why don't you put those pets in time out and help us fight the dragon? It's the quickest way out of this Abyss, and I don't think any of us have been enjoying our time in this prison."

Kanbaru wore an easy smile and conjured her sword, resting it over her shoulder as she half turned, baring a shoulder to both the pair and the dragon with her carmine eyes closed, projecting a comfort in her position that was marred by the intensity with which her parasite was eyeing Riku and Thomas.

"Or just find a rock and pop-a-squat while we sort it out. I don't expect a single dragon to be much trouble, but if you're one of those PETA folks looking to save the animals, we're gonna be having an awfully stern conversation."

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Lorelai De Windt

In the infintisimal silence between the crowds settling down and the match to begin, Lorelai centered herself not in anger or righteousness, but the nugget of untarnished joy that set her stomach aflutter. Neither of the feelings that saw her throwing herself into the maws of monsters and murderers would serve well in a tourney, where neither side truly saw the death of the other. Instead she savored the clash like she did her spar with Helena.

If she stopped to think on it, she may have noticed Helena had no such troubles calling upon Anger to try and strike down the unwitting blonde, but ignorance was bliss, and Lorelai was a blessedly happy person.

Then the match began and her spear's haft sang past her palm, it's tip deflected off the shield rapidly braced over her opponents heart. The holy warrior took the text book blow and turned it sidewards, opening the way for her sword arm to lunge forward in a rigid slash. There was no hesitation to the move, drilled until the girl was performing them as second nature, which is why Lorelai had made no attempt to avoid the shield parry in the first place.

Rather then struggle with bringing her weapon under control she had her body swing with it as she advanced, her foe getting a view of Lorelai's back as she stepped into the attack and grit her teeth as a fist curled around the sword's pommel met her shoulder pauldron rather then the leading edge of a sword. Inside her guard she wrought her retribution with the butt of her Yari driven sharply under the girl's breast plate. With the air rapidly driven from her she buckled forward, finding her sword arm seized by Lorelai as the Silvergate student graciously crouched down with her to keep the arm from popping out of the socket.

Less gracious was when Lorelai put her Tengu training to work and leaped into the air, spear dropped in her passage as she wrapped her legs around the Holy Knight and executed her Signature Move in a manner more befitting a grappler then a lancer such as herself. But she would hardly question the result when she crashed into the ground atop a battered enemy-turned-mattress.

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Having proven even a heavily armored knight can fly, if not under their own control, Lorelai was feeling enthused for her second opponent. Granted her legs would sore and bruised for days to come, as crashing an armored body between them was a bit like riding a bareback on a dinosaur- It only works so long as it doesn't have spikes or edges.

Her second opponent was an archer, a match up that seemed poor for her opponent but she wasn't going to judge. The match began and neither of them wasted a second, an arrow notched and flying before Lorelai could seize the initiative with a lunge. Instead she turned herself sideways, bearing her minimal armor forwards as she gave a vertical swing to intercept the arrow. Whether it was magical or not, the Yari cared nothing for it and slayed the projectile, but more were soon to follow. Keeping her profile narrow she advanced with each stroke, hacking away at arrows till she closed into lunging distance.

To her surprise the Archer chose to meet the blow bow to shaft, the hearty thwack of hardened woods resounding between them. Wearing an exultant smile at the chance for close combat in such an unconventional state she didn't advance or retreat, keeping at the range her foe could swing and bash while Lorelai had to handle her shaft at the midpoint.

The vibrations of repeated blows ringing through calloused hands, a flurry she savored as they swung away at one another till the repitition was a dance with it's own inertia. But such things could not last forever and it only took a shortening of Lorelai's grasp to make the next clash have Lorelai catch the bow between her blade and it's prongs, thrusting forward to wrench it from the archer's hands as the shaft came across her neck in an implied threat.

Lorelai could have kept fighting but an unarmed Archer was not keen on taking a pointless.

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These posts are looking more like essays at these sizes...

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This is why Scotland wasn't allowed a Magical Girl till now. They'd have won their independence ages ago otherwise, but it seems Merlin's suppression of the Isles has let one slip by.

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So do we pick our Roommates or is the GM going to have a tiger spit up a random number generator to do it? Personally I like the mental trauma of putting my wallflower in a room with Olivia, who would be equally good for her as well as being someone entirely immune to the eerie ness of Xolys while transformed but hiding under her sheets otherwise.

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Suzuya: Was given a dorm in the janitor's closet. Has to share her bedroll space with a mop bucket that never gets cleaned.