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Final Fantasy - The Red Mage Chronicles

The White Mage

Name: Bianca Whitelaw
Class: White Mage
Gender: Female
Appearance: With thanks to Moerin

Equipment

Weapons: Iron Hammer
Armor: Clothes

Magic

Lvl 1: Cure
Lvl 2:
Lvl 3:
Lvl 4:
Lvl 5:
Lvl 6:
Lvl 7:
Lvl 8:

Magic Items:
Personality: A healer with the hot-blooded love for battle of a Warrior, Bianca loves nothing more than to test her strength against the monsters of the world, and is quite confident that she is the strongest White Mage in all the land. She is, however, still a white mage first and foremost, and if her healing abilities are needed, she'll begrudgingly yield the battlefield to others as she works from behind the scenes.

Final Fantasy - The Red Mage Chronicles

I'm very interested. I'll be going with White Mage, I think.

Dragon Ball: Leviathan

I'm quite interested, too.

A Certain Academic City

So what should BAKA and pals be doing on their side?

Fate/esoteric facsimile

With her servant suddenly stripping in a rather flashy manner, Hakuno very quickly turned her head away, focusing on the corner of her room as Saber got changed. She hoped there wasn't any noticeable blush on her face, as the last thing she needed right now was for Saber to get the wrong idea or something.
With her Servant now dressed and (thankfully) not commenting on its quality, Hakuno looked her over quickly. As she thought, Saber's... proportions were quite noticeable in these clothes. She'd need new ones bought as soon as possible, though Saber would no doubt insist on the patrol thing first, knowing her.

...The comment was not entirely necessary though, Hakuno decided glumly.

"R-right, well... let's go!" Hakuno said with some forced cheer, and headed for the front door once more.

The Forest of the Wolf

I've been running into some trouble getting stuff written out. I could probably get something down eventually, but I think it'd be fairer for me to step down and give someone else a try. Especially since a few extra people have expressed interest. Sorry to say, I'll be bowing out.

The Forest of the Wolf

I'm interested as well.

Fate/esoteric facsimile

Hakuno

Please don't yell at me, Hakuno found herself mentally begging the approaching Servant, her diminutive stature doing little to suppress just how intimidating she seemed at the moment. It was a miracle that Hakuno wasn't already shaking at the moment, and she braced for a rather stern lecture. But instead, she got... well...

As if dazed, Hakuno blankly stared at the disapproving Saber. That was both... anti-climactic and devastating, though it took her a moment to figure out why. Silently, Hakuno stared at her clothes currently being worn. Yeah, she wasn't much for making an effort, but... did she really look that bad?
Saber was still giving her that look, and the chances of the matter being dropped were less than zero by now, so Hakuno simply nodded meekly and shuffled to the pile of clothes. Normally, she'd just grab random garments and be done with the matter, but... the novice magus doubted her ability to survive another comment.

It took several minutes of fretting over which colours matched (dark green and midnight black were good colours together, right?! What about blood red and boredom-festering grey?!) before Hakuno nervously presented Saber with what she considered safe clothing; an old school uniform of hers that was hopefully to Saber's tastes.

...Which was highly doubtful, but Hakuno was not much of an expert on style.

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Lancer

Blend in? Lancer affixed Jonathon with his usual glare as he left the room, wondering why he would need clothes to do that. After all, he could hide his presence as necessary from the general public, and wearing this country's clothes would do little to prevent another Servant from recognising his true nature. Simply a waste of effort, to do the work of a... well, servant.

As much as it bugged Lancer, he decided to put up with it for now. In the best case scenario, his master was simply eccentric, and would prove to be someone worthy of fighting under. With nothing else to do at the moment, Lancer explored the rest of the building, giving the rooms and doors nothing more than quick glances before moving on. Eventually, he found himself in the surprisingly-expansive gardens. He couldn't say they quite compared to the castle grounds he was used to, but it was a pleasant enough surprise to discover.

Eventually, his Master re-appeared, handing over the modified clothes. He did little to hide his disdain, evidently not a fan of modern clothing. As his Master went back inside to change, Lancer growled and followed. He prayed for an opponent to show up now. He needed something to vent with now.

A Certain Academic City

Huh? I've been waiting on Saten and Ruiko.

Fate/esoteric facsimile

Hakuno wasn't quite sure what to make of this scene. At first, she figured Saber was just looking for a colour she liked, given that the magus' clothing tended towards the bland, single-coloured variety. The most stylish clothing she owned either had stripes, or cartoonish designs that, of all people, Hakuno wasn't sure she wanted Saber to be looking at. By the time all of her clothes were now refolded and sitting on her bed, Hakuno had a look of bemusement on her face.

"...Er, well... I don't think you need to reflect me or anything?" Hakuno replied, "I mean, it's not like I look all that good in the first place."

Choosing a shirt at random, she unfolded the solid, light-blue garment and lifted it eye-level, "I don't think you need my help to choose stuff like this, anyway. We can always buy you something cuter, right?"