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Caria


"Food? Ah, more dandelions?" Caria said, cheerfully starting to move in that direction—and naturally acting as an icebreaker to any forming crowd, "I really don't get how buying things works, I have some money but… for some reason, when I ask people if I can have something, a lot of them have just handed it over? Maybe they were just being nice?"

@MrSkimobile@Tachi
Miina Malina


This… eugh, she wasn't awake enough for any of this at all. There'd been weird singing and a fog in her head, then other weird music and… well, no more of that, but maybe that was just the sleep clearing rather than anything else? She'd had to scramble around to find… not her sword, she didn't sleep with that, but Miina had her knife in easy reach. Unfortunately, fighting didn't give her time to dress properly, but this was a boat at sea, and cold. She still had the tunic and pants, that was enough.



What the fuck was going on up here? There were… armoured guys flying around everywhere, Galahad's apparent long lost brother or something, some people were missing entirely, uh, giant, snake heads… Eliane still had that huge gun and was using it to shoot down the flying guys?

Less thinking, more fighting. Except… she didn't really… think that there was much that she could specifically do against most of this? Well, nothing that wasn't already in hand, or that she'd not make worse. So… giant… sea serpent heads? You know what? They were shooting water. She could work with this. From painful practice experience, lightning and water were not fun to experience. So, when these were just soaked and giving her a direct line to their internals…

She just forgot how much it was awful to control it in these conditions and not get… everyone. What was single target? It was a good thing that Miina really worked on these so her ice tricks came out pretty enough.
Fujiwara no Mokou—Cemetery


"I've been able to do this since the capital was Heijō-kyō," Mokou offered. Maybe he had been dead that long, she'd met that Mononobe girl and she had been sealed away since before Mokou was born. But if he had been dead for so long, would he even know what the capitals had been? Maybe that was a pointless question.

Well, that black spiral looked unpleasant to be hit with. The gardener ought to be able to deal with it, right? Matching it with a big explosion—well, she hadn't really had to worry about having allies to hit, most of the big things she could do were indiscriminate in the damage they dealt to everything around them.

"If you don't want to get cut in half, you could just stop fighting," she added. It wasn't like there was anything riding on this fight and Mokou, for one, was used to not wanting to be bisected. Honestly, she had half a mind to find something else to do anyway; having limbs cut off was really painful.
Tyaethe Radistirin


Quite unexpectedly, now the vampire seemed nearly as excited as the crazed lord was, if the broad grin was anything to go by as she sat backwards on the chair. So that was what was going on, huh...?

"Rozenalt, you say? He and I have unfinished business," she said, cheerily.

Summoning Fionn's fairy wife? Well... it couldn't make the situation any worse, could it? Not that she was sure Fiadh would be helpful. She'd kept the braid in good condition herself, so hopefully that wouldn't lead to distractions... maybe.
Fujiwara no Mokou


The sudden blackness—well, this was annoying, huh? Something to keep her out of the way, and she didn't really have a good way out except for dealing with… whatever this was. It was definitely ugly to look at, all emaciated and especially the multitude of eyes.

And she wanted to know if she was pretty? Well, this seemed familiar, like one of those urban legend things… but, well, she'd been out of the loop for most of that incident and her interest had really been on the balls more than anything. With the way stories went, it was probably a bad idea to say no. Or yes. Or anything at all.

"Not really."

But what did she have to lose here? Making whatever this was angry would be the fastest way to get it to fight.

The revealed gaping mouth and jagged teeth, now? That had worked. And the all-too-familiar feeling of blades slicing into her body. Possibly the first time it had been scissors, though, and she didn't want to have to stick her limbs back on to hurry it up this time, so—

Funny thing about metal was that it was easier to warp when it was hot. And if the fire got so hot that it burnt her? Well, aside from the minor damage to her shirt, that didn't matter to Mokou. And with that free, now she had room to manoeuvre and take flight. Avoiding giant shears that came from everywhere and nowhere wasn't easy at all, but at least danmaku prepared you for that sort of thing.

As for retaliation—fire was the obvious one, but this was something youkai or youkai-adjacent, and that really brought up the advantages of an exorcism. Just throw ofuda in between trying to not get too chopped up and—

Well, they'd explode anyway, too, but they'd always been handy in the days where Gensokyo was a lot more violent and she had nothing to do with her time but kill the youkai that were causing trouble in the forest.
Caria


Still stuck in her inspection of all things Dandelion, it took a good few seconds for the armoured girl to realise that she was the one being addressed. And then a good few more to actually identify the source, her gaze initially skipping over everybody's heads before coming to rest on a small redhead. Actually small, not just small from her perspective; she was still learning the difference between those two…

"She's, um…" That was a good question. Did they even have a name? 'My fluffy plant friend' wasn't super descriptive, she didn't know if they could be found anywhere else, and there'd obviously been quite a lack of anyone to properly name them… "I have no idea what they're called! But sure, you can pet her!"

That meant shifting the grip on her axe, and Caria swore she could almost here a sigh of relief as the axe head was rested on the ground, with her other arm carefully lowering the curious ball of fluff from her head to something around pettable height. Fluffy even gave a little chirp, she must be interested, too.

@Tachi@MrSkimobile
Fujiwara no Mokou


"You've died?" Mokou asked, focusing on what was the only important part of the statement… at least to her. The strange… things were a surprise, but monsters were monsters. Gensokyo really was an outlier, when you thought about it, or knew much about the stories at all.

Which, like the giant centipedes, meant that it was fine to just immolate these ones too.

Hmm, and weren't there some centipede-like creatures here, too? And there were those blobs on the road, but that was a stretch. There certainly seemed to be something spiritually wrong with this world, if that was such a problem. But she was neither a god nor a shrine maiden, so that didn't really affect Mokou, either.

And most of these were simply more… odd. Why were they bleeding purple when the half-ghost cut them? Not that the one she'd grabbed got the chance to do that, there wasn't much chance for bleeding when you were shrouded in fire.

"So, why did you come back?"

Mokou's advance wasn't as rapid or as hectic as Youmu's, that was for sure, but it was about as aggressive. While she was simply grabbing hold if the opportunity arose, that didn't change that Mokou's preference was for kicks. And, as usual, she was almost entirely indifferent to taking incidental damage if it let her deal any. Why worry about dodging whatever they were spitting if that let you detonate an explosion on the one ahead?
@MrSkimobile Oh yeah, just noticed, it's actually a huge axe. :D

Also I don't know how huge. Until further notice,
"bigger than you"
Tyaethe


Not quite gone to the stables yet, the vampire came sliding back in at alarming velocity—not too fast to follow, not any more, but still demonstrating a frightening turn of speed. To, apparently, perch perilously on a purloined chair and hold the duke's chin in her hand, gazing straight ahead as if she was trying to peer into his soul.

Which she probably wasn't.

"Well, that—oh-ho, a staring contest, is it? Very well, I have been preparing all my life for this against the local cats!" At least the duke seemed to be taking this in stride. If he had practised against cats, it might even stand him in good stead, Tyaethe's gaze was about as consistent.

Only after the duke was finally forced to concede to the unblinking stare did she kick back and sit in the chair, looking grumpy. "Not actually the moon, and definitely not Mayon. Something felt… less? I'm a priest; not a wizard.

"An audience would be nice…"

Would vampire puppy dog eyes work? At least, without actually being a puppy. It might help Fionn's plea.
That sounds like something a lizard would say!
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