-Corrin just sorta... stares at the event.-
Corrin: ...Or I suppose the paper could be meaningless, yes. That is always a potential outcome.
-She shakes her head in confusion.-
Corrin: Okay, so, seek some "Heart". Ideally that refers to some object metaphorically referred to as a heart, and hopefully not a literal one. And he said your allies would be involved, and dragged me into this...
-She looks Artoria in the eyes-
Corrin: Would you consider me your ally?
-Beat-
Corrin: I have no idea why I felt the need to ask that so directly, the answer's rather clear.
Artoria: "But to formalize it, yes, I do. Though, aside from cryptic warnings and messages, we have no leads, so..."
"I suppose the smart thing to do would be to actually start that training in preparation."
Mordred: "See this is why you're the brains of this operation."
Artoria: "What?"
Mordred: "... Nevermind."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-Corrin nods-
Corrin: Indeed. As I promised, I'll also do what I can to teach you swordmanship.
She gets a look in her eyes. "Don't think anything that just happened will make me go easy on you, though."
Mordred: "Seriously don't she's really not kidding when she says that she can be an incredibly demanding taskmaster when she wants to be."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-Presta dashes down a hallway, holding a wedge-shaped Barrier in front of her to cowcatch a Mobius Grunt and a Pokémon resembling a Marril(?) out of the way, stopping in front of a terminal with the rest of the mercs-
Sol: OK, we're here; Wayfinder?
-a PEFEgon? emerges from the terminal screen and nuzzles Ton-
Wayfinder: <Glad to see a friendly face.>
Ton: -snortles- We're wearing masks.
But any luck?
Wayfinder: <No dice on a suitable universe...>
-Sol sighs in frustration-
Wayfinder: <But not a total bust. I did find some maps, and schematics for a fun toy or two.>
-Ton offers the digital duck a flashdrive, which it chomps down on, transferring data-
Brebre: <WATCH OUT!>
-the Breloom leaps in front of a Flamethrower attack, blocking it with a Protect-
Mobius Grunt: You thought you were rid of me?
-she directs her two unfamiliar-looking Pokémon to attack-
Pikablu! Flarith! Stop them!
edited 24th Jan '18 11:40:53 PM by Tangent128
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?Corrin: Oh, certainly. I wouldn't expect anything less — I know very well what sort of training to expect for a dire circumstance such as this.
Artoria: "... Um, well, we should finish before Mordred eats the rest."
Mordred: "Hey! I said I wasn't here to steal your food! Not that I'd mind doing so."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-And Corrin snaps back out of serious mode.-
Corrin: O-oh, right. Yes. That was a thing we were doing.
-She sits back down to finish eating-
Mordred: "... Fine. Fortunately I ate already so I'm not actually going to ask for more but will gladly accept any offerings."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-With or without offerings of sushi to their current "visitor", Corrin finishes what she ordered.-
-For a moment, it looks like she wants to say something...-
-Only for it to turn out to be a suppressed belch. Which ends up causing her to blush.-
Corrin: Gods, manners.
Artoria, meanwhile, waves the waiter over for the check an pays.
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-Corrin gives Mordred an indignant (but no less blushy) look-
Corrin: It's a habit! Besides, I care about how I present myself even if others don't!
Artoria grimaces slightly at the bill, but, again, is surprisingly independently wealthy for a Lurantis and may or may not have a source of income in the form of a foxgirl with ties to organized crime.
Probably not.
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-Crimefox or not, Corrin can't help but feel a momentary feeling of panic along the lines of:-
Corrin: oh no did i overdo it im so sorry
-But it quickly passes.-
Artoria: "More how much I ate..."
Mordred: "Artoria please."
Artoria stands up. "Well, shall we go find Mason and move on?"
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-Corrin nods, and stands up.-
Corrin: Yeah. We should.
-She offers a smile-
Corrin: I'm glad we ended up doing this.
Mordred is internally squeeing.
The two start heading for the door.
edited 25th Jan '18 12:30:14 AM by Izshta
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.-Corrin blushes slightly, and follows out.-
Hyul Shore
Phaz: "Got you Gudrunn!"
He dives under the slash, blocking it with the shield, and tries to thrust the sword deep inside Wendy's torso before removing it if it hitted by slashing downward!
"Don't fuck with this swordfighter!"
edited 25th Jan '18 2:24:59 AM by Phazya
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire, there is cold All that glitters ain't goldThe One With The Checkered Scarf: "Well... good! Yeah, bit ominous, but Tagg can be suddenly ominous and I like the concept of being able to be suddenly ominous too, so I am totally cool with that!"
"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also EveryWendy-B's got sliced in half, she was in great pain, "OW OW OW OW OW! DICK! OW!"
Wendy-A however lost her other arm, the hero sword clattering to the ground. Somebody better get that.
"Oh come on!"
Silas and his team entered, "Well Megan. Welcome to my home town."
He looked about and pointed to a quiet house, "That's where my family is. After this, we get back to hunting for Lucarionite..."
Hacks smiled, ~Well we gotta show off the scarves to the family!~
Snakeye looked at Megan, <You don't have to join us if you don't want to.>
-Want some Gasters kid?- The Pen asked conjuring two.
-Vierr crosses his arms.-
Vierr: Ever C. Memito you have no right to accuse anyone of being needlessly ominous.
-"The lights are all shut off, the blinds are closed, candles are lit all over the place, and rose lays in a pentagram on the floor"-
-"Ramona, still dressed in her P Js, is getting ready to shoot a video"-
Ramona: Hello all my beautiful ghouls... is that better then whad up ma demons, I don't know? Anyways, do you guys remember the towel the demon left me? -Ramona holds up the "demons" towle, and does a towel voice for the next sentence- Remember me, Muwahaha?! So, yeah, it turns out that there was actually the word Thorne written on it. Now I don't know if this is like the demons name or if it just really likes roses, but we're going to find out, because today we ate summoning a demon. -Happily claps her hands with a big smile on her face- Were, I'm so excited.
Victor: <Shut up and let me sleep!>
-"Ramona hops over to the pentagram and starts getting ready when her sister opens the door"-
Ramona's sister: Hey Ramona, have you seen my -stops talking when she sees her, older by eight years, sister sitting by a pentagram in a candle lit room-
Ramona, not missing a beat: Oh, hi Beatrice, want to summon a demon with me?
-"Beatrice slowly closes the door and walks away"-
-"Homer crawls through a large hole at the bottom of the wall, and exits near and abandoned apartment complex. He Pokémon are right behind him"-
Homer, dusting himself off: That took longer then I thought it would.
Zags: <yeah, it felt like it took roughly three to four days to get in her>
Anubis, to Zags: <That's... oddly specific>
Mokuba: <Hush my companions. We are on enemy soil, so we must step with the up most action and silenc OH MY GOSH THEY HAVE A SWIMMING POOL>
-"Mokuba rushes towards the pool, jumps up, and does a canon ball into the water. There are air bubbles for a bit, then Mokubas skull cap floats to the top leaving its wearer under water. Homer sighs, and goes in after the baby ground type"-
edited 25th Jan '18 9:18:19 AM by OlympianSoul
Let's all have fun-Megan is also here, accompanied by Pippy and Tripod. All three look significantly better than they did immediately after the Chaos fight-
Tripod:
-the music is a bit tinny, but clear-
Megan: -to Snakeye- I'm up for meeting Silas's family if he is!
Human!Pippy: -looking at the town's site on the team phone- We might want to visit the Move Reminder here at some point, so we can prepare for evolution!
-flashback!-
At Some Point When Silas Was Off Making Iron Neon Man, Somewhere
-in an empty training field-
Vee: <Alright, let's begin~>
Pippy: -moving a bit more gingerly than in the present, but chipper- <I'm so excited!>
Megan: Let's get started!
-she puts on the scarf-
-poof-
Slowpoke!Megan: Slooooooooow...
Pippy: <...>
Vee: <...>
Pippy: <...>
Vee: <...>
Slowpoke!Megan: ...poke.
-beat-
Pippy: <...>
Vee: <...>
Slowpoke!Megan: <...>
-at length- <...you know, we might need...a new approach.>
Present
Human!Pippy: You know, it's interesting how they learned to teach moves ahead of time?
-for reference, he is a [Vietnamese]-looking young man about Megan's height, with short dark hair, wearing a similar outfit as her, in Empoleon-y colors-
-yes, he's wearing two scarves-
-he loves them both-
edited 25th Jan '18 9:24:23 AM by Asterisk395
No mind to think. No will to break.
Mordred: "Incredibly. When I walked in the shop was as busy as is to be expected at lunch hour."
Artoria: "And now... empty. That doesn't just happen."
???: <Indeed not.>
A rather large Kommo-o materializes in the center of the room. He nods to Corrin. <My apologies for dragging you into this, your Highness, but this is a matter of import that could not wait. The paper is meaningless, by the way, just a way for me to contact you.>
Mordred: "Uh, 'sup. Susano-o."
The Kommo-o tilts his head. <Indeed. There is a limit as to what I may do to help you lest the very thing I strive to prevent come about. I can offer this piece of advice, Scion of Pendragon: Seek the Heart. Answers shalt be found there. Thine allies shall be of aid, as well. Now fare thee well. We shall speak again.>
Everything goes back to normal.
Mordred: "I really don't like that guy, he's far too cryptic."
Artoria: "He... is." She turns back to the table.
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.