No, not just you. There's this asshole named Bartholomew Bittelsby. F Ucking hates me.
-its deflected successfully, and explodes away from them, it makes a noise like glass shattering as it does-
-Archer will see himself, or at least a crystalline statue of himself moving on its own and already about to fire off another Hrunting-
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Homura: I remember seeing you around before, though if you say it's often years between anything out of the ordinary occurring to you...
Outside -> Kitchen
Sayaka: <A gangster. Buff, generally mean, think they're hot stuff in more ways than one.> (is shoved away) Bwah! (turns arounds in surprise)
Need to go for a bit - realized I am about out of soap.
The damned queen and the relentless knight....!
(is pushed back, dropping him if they went as far as to pick him up)
...I see you, Archer.
(his own Hrunting is starting to glow with an intense red light)
(but he can't charge it quickly enough that he can get the first shot)
(can this enemy's Hrunting be identified as a genuine Noble Phantasm, or does it differ from Archer's model?)
edited 14th Aug '15 4:57:31 PM by foxmccloud4387
-he dives beneath the water-
-trying to get away-
Sometimes its' years in-between visits, sometimes its' months.
I don't think I've seen you though. At least while I had this chassis. Maybe when I was just a screen on legs, with an arm. And no voice.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-not much, just that Hrunting speeding at you-
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