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Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead

Well, this was certainly a total mess. The last thing she'd wanted was for the village to be destroyed, but at the very least a considerable number of people had managed to survive. Homes could be replaced.

Human lives could not, despite what some of her fellows sometimes seemed to think. And those human lives were what fueled with own. If nothing else, keeping them alive and well was of direct benefit.

Besides, usually blood of a well-kept human tasted better.

Even if the fear and terror of those deserving was also delicious.

Regardless, especially now that they had met another of the Lords(not one of Aleksiya's favorites, all things considered, but perhaps that was simply the feelings of one who governed a region towards one who based his existence around violating the law), there was one thing to do before anything else.

Aleksiya raised one dainty hand, the small vampire sighing heavily.

And, sharply, she brought it down against the back of Kordelia's head.

"... She means undying ship," asserted the small girl, "Kordelia is so excitable she misspeaks at times, you see. Last I heard, our friend here had been able to take his ship through the roughest waters unscathed. That's what it means to be undying, isn't it?"

She smiled, tilting her head as she did.

"... As luck would have it, there's somewhere in the city that should be safe for all of you."

Above everything, that was her primary concern. The lives of these humans needed to be preserved. Both for the sake of their own appetites, and for the sake of the humans themselves.

Right now, the cathedral was the safest place she knew of.

@Rune_Alchemist@Crimson Paladin

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

This little brat had the gall to threaten them?

It was with a considerable amount of power that Elizstrazia stomped the floor. It was perhaps a miracle she didn't cause any damage, but some things were definitely shaken from the shelves.

The growl that emanated from the petite girl's throat was considerably less threatening, however.

"Us? Thrown in the dungeon? You're the one who's breaking rules! Smashing that door down! We all saw you!"

She was advancing on the boy, now.

"Are you expecting not to be punished, when you were already told to stay put?!" she snapped, "Or do you want to go around thinking you're better then everyone that badly?! Better then me?! You're not better then me, not by a longshot! How can you be better then the pinnacle of-"

...

As much as she wanted to go on praising herself, it was at that moment she remembered that she was supposed to be posing as a maid.

Her anger at that fact renewed, one eyebrow twitching and her fists clenched at her sides, Elizstrazia gritted her teeth.

"... Y-you're not better than anyone... a-as long as you keep breaking the rules..."

Though she was fuming, she hoped that sounded somewhat appropriate.

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

"..."

Fio wasn't particularly fond of taverns, but at the very least it wasn't a terrible place to start. Besides, the lack of business made it a less aggravating place to be then they usually were as far as the Sword Witch was concerned.

Still, it wasn't as if her frustration at the old giant's stubborn nature had given way. But perhaps that also served as a motivator: She wanted to slay the wyrm just to spite him for thinking that they couldn't.

It was impossible to miss the bow, even moreso then the woman herself. Fio could easily detect the magical energy emanating from it, approaching even as she held Wisp's jar in her hands.

"... I'll hear you out later," she commented to the unseelie in the jar. She'd already witnessed the fairy's capabilities in altering the state of an object, so if she could assist somehow in a fight she might as well hear what she had to say.

With that being said, she also had to guard herself against any tricks. Not that she was worried about being harmed or cursed, more that she didn't want Wisp to escape.

"But if you're lying, no more honey bread. Ever. I'll put a curse on you to make it taste like ashes, so even if you run off you won't be able to enjoy it."

But first-

That bow. She couldn't ignore it, not when simply laying there was putting off so much magical power.

Fio approached, slipping Wisp's jar into her bag as she did.

"I'm Fio Fan Falisse," she introduced herself with a curtsy, "That bow of yours is quite impressive, isn't it?"

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Fanilly let out a sigh of relief at the news that the shrine had not been tampered with. Indeed, she had felt none of the oppressive, heavy atmosphere of the cursed fort. Instead, it felt just as relaxing to be here as she suspected. Even with the heavy thoughts of the shard on her mind, it was hard not to feel somewhat soothed in the presence of one of the oldest places of worship in Thaln. Had they not been performing their duty, she would have paused to offer a little prayer and relax at a safe distance from the edge of the Moon Pool.

But they did not have time for such things.

Either the Boars and whoever else was working with them would be meeting here, or they had already met here and perhaps left evidence behind. Regardless, this location was their only potential lead.

"Ah! They're still here!" declared Clarice, suddenly

... What?

Fanilly wasn't certain what she'd just heard. 'They're still here'? But there was no-one visible.

Unless...

"I didn't even need to look very hard, there's another mage here! I bet they're using a perception-blocking enchantment!" declared the curse mage, a smug look on her face, "You should praise me. I'll make Alette praise me too when I'm back. I've solved this whole thing for you dunces immediately!"

Putting aside her attitude, that meant that... could the enemy mage actually be here?

"Where? Where are they? We need to stop them before they can-"

There was a sound like a ringing bell.

The first figure that appeared was a tall, black-armored one.

A familiar one.

Haelstadt.

"The Iron Rose Knights? I guess I didn't expect you, but I suppose..."

And the one who followed...

It was unmistakably Veilena Cazt. There was no mistaking her. It shouldn't have been surprising given Haelstadt had appeared first, but the fact she was there...

"Lady.... Lady Cazt?!" cried Fanilly, "What... what are you doing here?!"

It didn't make any sense. Why was...

"... You?!" Clarice cried, "You... you... why are... did you not have any faith in us?!"

The Cazt heir sighed.

"Well, I suppose there's no point in hiding that, anymore," she commented, flatly, "... I'm not your enemy, if my word even matters to any of you right now."

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Advent of the Dawn — A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP (Reboot)

After finishing her seconds, it was off to the briefing room as quickly as possible.

Sandra was really pretty, but this was a bad time to be thinking about that. Instead, Hoshiko focused on what she was saying. They would be working with her homeland, to take back Saitama and make way to protect the innocent people of Japan and reclaim their lands from the Warped! Naturally, the girl was ready for this. No matter who it was, she was always read to help out. And taking back more of her homeland felt plenty meaningful even without considering how many people she'd help in the process.

"You've got it, Morrison-san!" declared Hoshiko enthusiastically, flashing the thumbs up towards the owner of the Horizon as she did. So she'd be going with Jennifer and Rose, huh? That was fine by her!

Even though she flashed a wide grin towards her teammates, the girl could feel her heartbeat quickening, pounding in her chest. She didn't want to let it show, but she was feeling pretty nervous. But she was going to help retake Saitama today, and that meant there was no way she was going to let nerves get in the way!

Afterwards, she stopped by the engineering bay and retrieved her device from the engineers. It was through this little necklace that she could equip her Chi-Mechframe, and fight back against the Warped. Well, that and the Echidna currently merged with her heart, in a state of permanent dormancy.

She was going to use this to fight for others.

Hoshiko made her way to the hanger.

As she reached the door, the brunette gripped her necklace in one hand.

"Alright, let's do this!" she declared, nodding to herself with a confident smile on her face, "Hinotori, ignite!"

The necklace glowed brightly, like a star on her chest, flashing once before light washed over her whole body. After a few moments, the light began to build, gathering over her as it began to form distinct shapes. With a flash, layer by layer, each piece of her Chi-Mechframe began to appear. First there was the base layer, manifesting over her body, including her small skirt. Then came the first layer of armor, starting a few centimeters from her body but sliding into place, locking over her and forming the most basic portion of Hinotori. The third flash heralded the arrival of the more complex parts of her armor, creating Hinotori's silhouette. The building light disappeared entirely with the formation of the boosts on Hoshiko's gauntlets, the final piece of her Chi-Mechframe.

When the lights faded away, the shining armor that was Hinotori gleamed on her body, a shine of its own seeming to emanate from the anti-Warped weapon.

It was time.

"Hinotori, launching!"

With that, Hoshiko sprang from the Horizon, and into the open air, the wind whipping past her as she began to hurtle downwards.

Naturally, her rocket boosters would be used to control her descent.

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The Lion's Banner: A Fire Emblem-Inspired Anime Fantasy RP

As soon as they reached a certain distance away from the Morahti camp, the signal was given to split up. They would move through the rock and hills, taking positions around the camp. Once the horses had been set loose by Kayliss, she would have Sir Roger mounted upon Shortclaw spook them.

With the camp in chaos, the Morahti's prowess when it came to combat on horseback would be eliminated. That was not to say they were not dangerous fighters on-foot, but by utilizing their most heavily armored soldiers as their vanguard they would have an effective resistance to the curved blades of the Morahti. Such weapons were ill-suited to cutting through plate armor.

The bulk of their forces would have to stay at distance, and use the cover of the rocks and hills in order to avoid detection until the horses had been set loose.

The camp itself was composed of about a dozen red-domed tents. One was larger than the others, likely denoting its nature as a meeting area or the quarters of the Morahti leader.

The horses were to the side of it. It seemed the prisoners were likely being held in one of the tents, while the bulk of the foreign mercenaries were around a large bonfire, drinking and speaking in their own language.

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Shadow Contract: A Demon-Slaying Action RP

Watching the operatives as they exited the construction site, Ayako took a cigarette from the pack. Putting it in her mouth, she used a lighter to ignite the tip, taking a long drag.

As she did, the partially-constructed building slowly crumbled to the ground.

"... Oh well, at least there wasn't anyone inside," she commented, with a shrug. Losing the most easily replaceable portions of a building currently in construction was nothing compared to the idea of losing the workers. They could fix the building, the same couldn't be said for themselves.

"Congratulations on a completed mission," she commented, without much inflection, before taking another drag on her cigarette, "For some of you, that's your first time. Good work."

It's not as if she didn't mean it. Perhaps it was just her natural tone of voice that sounded so harsh, however, even as she finished speaking, she was approaching Kaeru and raising her hand... before bringing it down to give the currently-female operative a chop between the ears.

"However, that doesn't mean you can just go messing around. Got it?"

"Emergence Gate closure confirmed," Shiro's mental voice chimed in.

"Good," Ayako took another drag, glancing at the construction workers and the rest of the crowd. Many of them were cheering at the obvious defeat of the demon, even if some of them were clearly a bit dismayed at how much cleanup and rebuilding they'd need to do.

It was better then dying, after all.

"Time to head back."

---

The ride back to base was uneventful, and their return was equally so(aside from Terada immediately appearing to check the vehicle for damage).

After a brief meeting to summarize the events of the mission, the operatives were free to do what they liked.

Shiro had departed to return to her room, quietly, while Ayako remained in her office.

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The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

Well, that was that, then.

Not only was this child a problem-causer, but her sense of something off about him had definitely been correct. And now she had every justification to act on her instincts, chase him down, and kick him to the ground.

In fact, it was practically part of her duties as long as she was posing as this place's maid! Right?

The moment the door gave way, Elizstrazia leaned forward.

"You bet there's something up with that little brat, and I'm going to find out exactly what."

Even if someone caught sight of what she was about to do, it was obviously just part of her duties, right? It was clearly just her throwing all her physically ability into serving as this estate's maid, right?

If they didn't buy that for some reason, she'd just make them take a nice nap. Maybe when they woke up, they'd think it was all a dream.

The Scale Demon's legs tensed.

And then she hurled herself forward, reaching the doorway and going through it as rapidly as she could.

She was going to find this brat, and teach him a lesson.

... And then figure out what he was doing.

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

The decision came quickly and easily. Even if the perpetrators were no longer there, which was almost certain, at the very least heading to the site of the meeting was the best way to obtain further leads.

And aside from that, given that Cay Mayl was a holy site, there was the matter of discerning if there had been any attempts to defile it. Bringing something as dark as a Shard of Angroron there... it didn't guarantee that was their intention, but it was at least a concerning possibility.

Fanilly didn't want anyone else to suffer like the soldiers at the fort had.

The mercenaries had, under Alette's command, largely parted ways(though not before the blue-haired spear-wielder had informed Fionn of the amusing misinterpretation on Sir Renar's part). Except...

"Why am I still here?"

Clarice, her parasol blocking out the sunlight, had asked that question more than a few times since Alette had sent the mage to accompany the Iron Rose Knights to to Cay Mayl. She quite clearly wasn't happy about any of it, and appeared to be anxious around horses on top of that. In spite of the magical power it surely required, she elected instead to float alongside them, refusing to get closer to any of the horses then absolutely necessary.

"I'd rather be carried by Bors," she'd said, during attempts to convince her to ride on horseback.

Fanilly could see she was a difficult person, but at the same time her knowledge of curses could be invaluable. They were dealing with an opponent to inflicted curses on others, that much was certain. The man whose heart had been severed from his arteries with a curse told them that much.

What this indicated, at least to Fanilly, was that a mage of some description, and one capable with curses at that, was working alongside the Golden Boars. It didn't answer how the madness had blanketed the fort as it had, but at least it was certain that someone capable of curses was there and was likely the one who had obtained the shard.

... For that matter, who had the Fort's captain trusted enough to hold the shard for...? Fanilly had to guess it was the same person who had employed Alette's mercenary band.

It had been nearly a day since they set out, by now. Aside from complaining about her situation, Clarice hadn't said very much.

There it was, the clearing at the edge of Brennan Forest.

Cae Mayl.

The pristine white standing stones, the green grass, the shorter ring of stones surrounding the incredibly deep pool of water, the wild-grown roses in bloom, it was exactly as Fanilly remembered it from the last time she had been there, years ago.

She wasn't counting on finding anyone here to begin with, but at least some evidence, something, that could lead them in the right direction.

"We have no choice but to search the area. Stay clear of the Moon Pool, it's deeper than it appears," Fanilly ordered as she dismounted her mare.

Clarice, of course, responded by immediately drifting to the edge of the pool and peering right into it. Given the fact her feet still weren't touching the ground, presumably she was at less risk of finding herself in the water.

And perhaps she had a reason beyond curiosity.

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Advent of the Dawn — A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP (Reboot)

"Mmm? Well, I'm enjoying it 'cause it's really good, Whitestone-san!"

It was a little difficult to pronounce the girl's surname, still, but she did her best. After all, Hoshiko wanted to be friends with the other pilots. So even if she got her name wrong, that was fine. They all had to work together, right? So why not be friends?

Besides, the British girl was just so cute! She was so small and dainty, like a little doll, so it was hard to be too frustrated when she messed up her name like that. She didn't know her that well yet, but she did know she had some issues with her memory.

It was likely rather shocking that the aggressive warpath she had waged on her meal had already depleted it so much when she had only sat down a few moments ago.

Berg-san was big, but he was nice. She though he'd be really easy to get along with. To be honest, she hoped everyone would be like that. Even if they weren't, she still wanted to be their friend anyway.

"Eh? Where it goes? Umm..."

The brunette considered the question for a few moments. Wasn't it obvious? It wasn't as if there was anywhere else it could go. There was only one possible destination for any good that entered her mouth.

"My stomach, of course! It's not like it has anywhere else to go," she replied, brightly, before depositing another piece of karaage into her mouth.

So it was impossible for her to directly greet the other pilot as she approached, given her mouth was currently full. All she could do was thrust her right hand into the air and wave cheerfully back at her.

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