Calamity is a housewife
Ragna, Her bed - Sleeping soundly
With her mission accomplished, Lucina quietly absconded and left Ragna to rest in her warm, cozy bed under her snug, cozy blanket.
And as the door closed, Lucina would just narrowly miss the next words that came out of Ragna's sleep-talking mouth.
"I can explain the bed Father, I had this dream..."
"Yeah-heh... fuck you too, Rabbit."
Jack-O', Kitchen Counter - Checking on Susan
Ah, there she was; conked out over the kitchen counter, having just served some leftover human to Velvet, while next to her Spawn and Griffith were being introduced to each other.
("Oh, hey! Spawn!")
Jack hadn't seen him in a while. True, they never really had a chance to interact, but Jack liked to think she was pretty good about remembering names and faces. She sidled up to the counter and leaned on it, standing beside Susan on the opposite end from Spawn.
"I know you asked me not to worry, Suz, but do you need some water?"
She also nonchalantly raised a hand in acknowledgment of one of the first among several demons to be put in this patchwork unit.
"Hey there Spawn. Jack-O'. Dunno if you remember me."
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Lady might as well be right if these were the only people she ever attracted to her side.
Susan pawed the tub o' meat closer to Spawn and said "'some pretty good b—stuff. And...talking doesn't seem to make people like me very much nowadays..."
Her designated walker came by too, soon after, and she said "Hey...yeah, water's goooood..."
"Aside from being an impossibility, I'd imagine my Master wouldn't be so foolish to say such things in front of others. Isn't that right?"
I have a plan.
Spawn — Kitchen Nightmares
When Susan pushed the tub towards Spawn, the Hellspawn took a clump of some of the remaining meat and shoved a handful into his mouth. He couldn't put his finger on the taste. It kind of tasted like raw beef, but there was something else to it.But it was delicious. He hadn't ever felt the need to eat ever since he was cast down into hell, but now he realized what he had been missing for the eight years he spent as a Hellspawn. It was more of a rush than tobacco, that was for sure.
Spawn replied to Jack-O with some fleshy juice running down his sharp teeth.
"I think I've seen you around, back when things were a little more hectic. You're Jack, right?"
Spawn took a moment to chew on his mouthful of meat some more.
"Oh, this is so good. Practically melts in my mouth."
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Gwen - Sex and Violence; Van, Storage
"Oh c'mon, it's not like we have any privacy here anyway." Gwen said with a shrug.
Tenko might take that to mean "the van is so small privacy will be difficult", when in fact Gwen was thinking more about the fact that people were obviously reading this. Yes, she means you.
Gwen let Tenko's explanation lie without comment, instead turning back to Lady.
"You have a lot of guns." The heroine told the demon hunter by way of explanation. "It's pretty cool. I'm Gwen, I'm a superhero. You?"
Oooh, Lady Punisher has a bazooka. I need a bazooka, those are fun.
Tucker - Oh God You've Introduced Tucker To A Strange Trope; Van, Kitchen
"Huh. Don't think we've had anyone who's said that before." Tucker said with a shrug, following the girl into the kitchen. "Wait, no, I think we had a guy early on who said something like that. I think he snapbacked."
Something about what Sayaka had said didn't sit right with him, but he couldn't tell what. He ran over the words in his mind, trying to find the source of his confusion. Superweapon? No. Bunch of people? No. Twenty-
"Twenty?!" Tucker exclaimed, stopping in his tracks. "Did you say twenty-"
It was at this point that Tetra ran into Sayaka, and if either of them hit the ground, he'd offer them a hand up.
"I thought you said you were hungry?" The armoured figure asked the pirate. They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!
Tetra - On the Floor
Despite being similar in height, and having more momentum, Tetra still found herself flat on her tush after colliding with Sayaka, and was rather indignant about that fact as she focused on Tucker's hand. "I was hungry." Tetra replied as she took his hand. "Then I got a good look at Velvet's eating habits, and her diet." She then turned to Sayaka, and huffed. "Sorry about that, you okay?"
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Max, Cat Shack
The big cyborg merely resorted to returning Scott's stink eye with his own tired look. "Right. Sorry, I forgot I'm talking to a deadbeat compensating for his inadequacy." He finally said, shaking his head. At this point indulging him in the discussion was entirely on Max if he wanted to continue this farce - which he didn't.
Thus, he made his way out of the shack, hopefully undisturbed by his questionable teammates. From there he would make his way to the nearest constabulary or the equivalent of thereof before finally parting ways with Val Habar and returning to the van.
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Sayaka: Van Kitchen
"Hmm?" Sayaka looked at Tucker quizzically upon his outburst.
"Yeah, twenty. Maybe less...fifteen? It's a bit fuzzy, what with- oh!"
But Sayaka was not afforded the luxury of finishing her thoughts. She suddenly found herself looking down at a pouting Tetra, currently struggling up from the floor with help from Tucker.
Sayaka extended a hand to the pirate.
"I'm good. You ok?"
Kawakaze Van Storage
While Kawakaze remained interested in the ray gun, especially given where it was sourced from causing her to start to wonder if there was a siren aboard. The bazooka upon Lady's back caught her eye, and was something that was much more... Imminently useful to her, so she spoke up. "What kind of torpedo is that? It doesn't look like a MK-15, G7 series, Type 91 or 93, or even one of the Royal ones. Did you stock it from around here?", the fox inquired with a pair of back to back questions, absently minded resting her hand on her sheath, and drawing attention to the rack of well miniature would be the best way to describe them Type 93's she had attached to her back.
Anti-Gnosis Weapon
The Van, Kitchen
Ammy had settled for sitting off to the side at the table, chin in her hands and a light smile on her lips while she watched Alicia work, waiting patiently for the completed creation she was whipping up, as well as for her to return to the living room. The goddess' planned display could wait until then.
My, but the kitchen was suddenly becoming very crowded. Still, she spotted at least a couple of familiar faces in the crowd, principally...
"Susan!"
Striding over with a spring in her step, she shot her fellow deity a grin, and offered Spawn and the less known people a hearty wave.
"You are looking a sight better than the last time We saw You! What have You been... up... to...?"
The solar personification wrinkled her nose as a strange, unwelcome smell passed through her personal space. With a couple sniffs, the scent immediately led to the tub of meat that Susan was carting around. Now, she wasn't one to begrudge others their carnivorous dispositions, even if she herself would never partake. However... she tilted her head in confusion as she asked the obvious and necessary question.
"Susan, pray tell, why does this meat smell like human flesh?"
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Tetra - Making New Friends
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Back on her feet, Tetra saw Sayaka's extended hand, and grasped it to give it a shake, her face shifting into a neutral expression. "If this place is always this cramped, I might be better off just finding a tent. Name's Tetra. You are?"
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...Yeah, forget the whole "being happy" thing.
Susan's smile disappeared from her face as soon as Amaterasu reappeared. She tried to almost ignore her presence at first, but once again, that dreadful question raised its ugly head.
"...Ammy. Ammy, Ammy, Ammy...there's a reason for that," she said sadly, "I think you know why that's the case."
Anti-Gnosis Weapon
The Van, Kitchen
"Hmmm..."
Ammy pondered this supposedly self-evident riddle for a long moment, then she shook her head vigorously.
"...No, We really don't know!"
Scratching her head (oooh, that spot right behind the ears was always so pleasant), she flashed her goddess friend an inquisitive smile.
"We mean, it is not as if a goddess like You, of all people, would be feeding Our companions human flesh! So come now, won't You tell Us what it is? Pleeeeease?"
Biting her lip, she fixed the other deity with her best and shiniest puppy-eyes.
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"Quattro... Vajeena?" Due to the fact that multiversal translators were in effect, Ranma could somehow have it get translated into something that was most definitely not family friendly. "Your world has some pretty weird names then, man." Awkwardly coughing into his hand to dispel the weirdness, the martial artist gave a shrug at the whole man-hater thing.
"Eh, I've met a few people like her back in the day. She's at least a step up those ones since at least she doesn't default to sudden violence at the drop of a hat. One throws garden statues and the other one bodyslams you in a mailbox. Bad times all around. Least Tenko only stuck with mean words."
"Woo, that was a hoot and a half!" Walking into the van with light steps and easy smile, Astolfo hummed a small ditty even as the sundress-wearing Servant took off his sunhat before twirling around to manifest his Servant garb of good Christian faith after throwing off his alternate outfit in a distinctly animesque gesture.
Peering around and feeling the lifeform signals of substantially more people than prior, the knight wondered if they had a mass exodus into the van from different universes or something before simply flopping on the couch to work off his latest state of inebriation with a supernatural rate of healing.
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She looked over at Spawn, looking him in what she guessed were his eyes, and said "Oh yeah, you weren't here for that. Man, you missed a lot in, like, half a week."
Not bothering to stand up, she simply raised herself and lazily raised her hands in a strange mockery of the same way she had done the night before. "I'm Xilonecho, the Mexica's Goddess of Hunger and Cannibalism. Red gnawing, famine, summer stuff, whatever."
And then she planted her face on the table, buried underneath her disheveled red hair. "You can start hating me now."
And, unless there were some she hadn't been informed of, she could guess exactly which Servant that was.
"...Tessa, you may follow, but do not fraternize," she said sternly in addition to her upbraiding. "He is here. He will try to act cute, hiding steel beneath his cloying nature. He is stronger than he looks..."
She stepped out of the very crowded kitchen, and out to the Living Room where her guess was right.
"Merry Christmas, Rider of Black," she said, wary of him. "Now we meet without any cannons at your side. I never paid you back for what you did for me."
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Calamity is a housewife
Jack-O', Kitchen
"That's me. I was wondering how many snapbacks would end up being rolled back after Tucker came back. Suppose it's a matter of dumb luck."
Watching Spawn chow down on Susan's 'beef' put a pause in Jack's step, and she, for only a split second, pondered whether she should've stopped him.
Jack mentally forced herself to focus on getting that water for Susan, deciding that loose lips would cause more unnecessary conflict. What didn't help was Spawn relishing in the taste.
"Hehehe... yeah."
Jack-O' swallowed after that nervous laugh. Keeping Susan's secrets, of course, was a lost cause, Spawn would find out sooner or later, seeing as Lady had such a vocal opinion on it. Then again, who knew if Lady would even give a demon like Spawn the time of day?
With a cup of water in hand, Jack-O' turned back to the counter, spotting a familiar face conversing with Susan, and...
Susan blurting out her deific position was... surprising, and left the bounty hunter in a state of brief shock as she scanned Spawn and Ammy for their reactions.
Whatever the result, she still had a drink to deliver.
"Here you go, Suz."
With Susan as hammered as she was, it was hard to tell whether she'd really intended to reveal that information. And even if she didn't, she was pretty specific about it, so it seemed nigh-impossible to paint it as something else. Just what on earth could Jack say next...?
She sat down next to Susan and put an arm around her.
"Suz has had a lot to drink. Please excuse her."
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Sayaka: Van Kitchen
"Miki Sayaka," Sayaka smiled, diffusing the dip in mood with a twinkle in her eyes. "But please, call me Sayaka."
The handshake broke and signalled the end of formalities, at least for all magical girls concerned. Sayaka gave Tetra the quick once-over: Green hair, sword in the belt, hand-cannon at the ready; all melded together by the plucky attitude. How fun. The girl seemed new to the party and Sayaka wasn't one for ruining inductions, so she took a step back.
"Tetra, this is Tucker...or have you all met?"
Van - Bedroom
With a slight shimmer of the light, Subject Delta popped back out into her bedroom. That was odd. She had been on a spaceship one moment, then... elsewhere, and now she was back aboard the van. Her room, in fact. And her roommate was still there, sound asleep in her cozy bed.Or perhaps, not too soundly, it seemed like she had been mumbling something that she hadn't managed to catch. A bad dream, most likely. It made her realize that Ragna was young. Perhaps a handful of years older than Eleanor. Perhaps more. Regardless, she seemed so... vulnerable, there, snuggled up in her bed, underneath her blanket.
She knelt down by Ragna's bedside, and then stared wordlessly at her as she slept through her cold, emotionless faceplate.
I have a plan.
Spawn - Kitchen - The Realization
Spawn kept munching down on a mouthful of meat until Amaterasu greeted the group. Realizing he was getting a little carried away now, Spawn swallowed what he had in his mouth and grinned a little (he was always grinning).Spawn began to stare at Susan as she ranted about herself. The fact she was an Aztec goddess caught him completely off guard. Though admittedly, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing he's seen. But he still had to wonder what happened while he was gone that was making Susan so upset. Maybe he and Lady would have to have a little talk after all.
But then he decided to think about it for just a little bit.
Goddess of Hunger and Cannibalism? It finally started to dawn on Spawn what he just brazenly stumbled into. And why the 'beef' he ate was so tasty. He had to act, and fast.
"Okay. There's no reason for anyone to panic," he said to nobody in particular. "It was just an honest mistake. Let me rephrase that. It was completely honest. There was nothing wrong with what happened here, and if anyone asks, it didn't happen."
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Lady took a few moments to process what Puru said, and made a note to keep an eye out for this "21".
"Alright. Well, back on topic, spread your feet a little, your stance isen't as firm as it should be. Once you get used to shooting, you can try running and running, but for now, you shoulden't be moving while you try to aim, so you'll want to keep yourself still as much as you can. That's easier when your legs are fully extended. And tighten up the arms. And control your breathing too, that has more of an effect on your shooting then a lot of people appreciate.
Lady paused a moment to let Puru adjust. "Ok. Start shooting, don't stop until I tell you."
Lady then turned to the other people addressing her, making sure Puru was still in her line of sight so she could observe.
"Superhero, eh?" Lady said, looking Gwen up and down. "That.... wouldn't have been my first guess. No offense. Anyway, Name's Lady, I'm a demon Hunter."
Frankly, she had no idea whatsoever to make of her. Had pretty good taste in guns, but that was kind of ruined by the swords she also had. What was the point of carrying twin swords when you had guns? She supposed she could theroreticly see an argument for one sword with a gun, not that she'd ever agree with it or do that, but 2? What, was she just not going to use her guns at all then?
Then someone else asked Lady a question, and she turned to look, eyebrows raising as she saw the setup on her back. Lady started circleing around to get a better view of said guns, still watching Puru.
"It's not a torpedo, those are for the water. This is a missile launcher, uses rocket propulsion to launch things that are basically like torpedos through the air. As for the model, this is a custom made rocket launcher that I made myself from scratch. You won't find anything like it, unless I guess you somehow find an exact copy of me, but what are the chances of that?" Lady said in a comment that was totally not an attempt for some author to poke fun at Gwen and her universe.
"As for stocking it, well, I happen to have, er, special powers. I'm half demon myself, and part of those powers are that my guns automatically reload. Bullets literally appear in the chamber as I pull the trigger. Saves on ammo costs."
"Now, I have to ask." Lady said as she finished looking Kawakaza over. "Is that what I think it is? A back harness for all of your guns? How did you get that to work? Woulden't the weight slow you down like hell in combat, if you can even move with the thing on? And how can you reach the triggers to fire? Or aim with any accuracy?"
Tessa narrowly avoided being choked by Velvet's demonic claw as Santa stepped in. Then she suddenly went running off. Velvet followed behind her, sighing as she saw Astolfo laying on the couch. She stopped at the kitchen door, leaning back on the frame and crossing her arms as she stared at Santa and Astolfo, silently watching how this would play out.
Amuro, Van -Kitchen
"Well I can at least say I know what it's like to be hit. I got slapped by my commanding officers a lot when I first joined the military."
Amuro stood up now and stretched, or more accurately, the metal bits on him seemed to twitch to simulate what it would look like for him to stretch.
"I'm glad that girl's words didn't get to you, but since this place is getting a bit crowded so I'm gonna head back down to the storage room to investigate something. I'll see you around Ranma."
The gundam exited the kitchen, trying to skirt around the others present.
Amuro, Van - Kitchen -> Storage
Of course he immediately began to regret that decision upon seeing who was present in the storage room. The girl who had freaked out at him before, and the other lady that would be more accurately classified as a walking arsenal. Still, at least the younger girl seemed more focus on her target practice, so he tried to take the chance to head for the replicator device without accidentally causing a scene.
Tetra (Kitchen Entryway) - A Magic Touch
It was hard to explain, but Tetra could feel a sort of kinship with Sayaka, as if there was some sort of magical resonance between them. She also took notice of Sayaka looking her over, which made her do the same to Sayaka. By all rights she just seemed like a normal blue haired teenager compared to the green-yellow haired pirate captain, but Tetra knew what she felt; there was some kind of magical element to her, earning Tetra's curiosity if nothing else. Realizing she'd spaced a bit, Tetra spoke up.
"We met earlier. He gave me the story on what's going on...well, that voice did." Pausing briefly, Tetra frowned and spoke again. "The voice seems to be taking its time sending us out; it not have any leads?"
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Gwen - Deviating Infinities; Van, Storage
"Oooh, a demon hunter!" Gwen squealed. "That explains all the guns, demons are really tricky to fight."
Suprisingly, Gwen knew this from personal experience and not a comic book. In fact, there were very few demon Hunters in comics. Hellboy was the big one, Constantine did it occasionally, so did Ghost Rider. Gwen thought maybe Spawn did it too, she'd never really read Spawn though.
The half-demon thing, she expected. All the best monster-hunters were monsters that turned on their own kind. Hellboy, Blade, the Dragonborn, maybe Deckard...
And her demon powers give her infinite ammo! Can I give her my guns when I run out and have her fill them? I should ask.
Of course, Lady then went and said something that confused Gwen.
"Of course there's more of you out there." The blonde said with a shrug. "It's a multiverse. Infinite universes, infinite Ladies, infinite rocket launchers. It's just that some infinities are smaller than other infinities."
Gwen gave a sympathetic smile to all those present, knowing what she'd said was confusing.
"Yeah, it hurts my head too. Just don't be surprised if more than one 'you' shows up. Even if they're really different, like they live in the 1600s, or they're zombies. Or they're evil and they have a goatee."
Tucker - Accusations of Vampirism In The Presence Of Vampires; Van, Kitchen
"Hey, give us a break, we just finished the last one!" Tucker complained to Tetra.
Despite the slight commotion elsewhere in the room (people seemed to be taking Susan's godhood better than the last time), Tucker's mind was left on Sayaka.
Twenty, maybe fifteen years? Was she traveling the multiverse as a fetus? He had to ask. This was maybe too weird.
"You look like a tenth grader. How did you do... anything fifteen years ago? Are you a vampire?" They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!
Kawakaze Storage
Kawakaze kind of froze up when she was inspected, kind of awkwardly really, the setup slung over her back
consisted of 3 61mm torpedoes bundled together and poining down, comparable to the original bazooka, but smaller then ladies super bazooka. Affixed above them was a turret with 2 12.7mm guns, though the positioning of it looked like it would be hard to use as it is. And slid behind all of those was a single blade that was styled similarly to a katakana but with a straight edged blade... to be honest based on the awkward positioning of equipment, as well as the latches it looked like it was designed to be attached to something else, something that Kawakaze did not have with her at the moment and that this was likely just a backup configuration for something.
"I-I see, so it travels through the air? Like an airplane? Is that a metal blood invention? A kamikaze without a pilot?" The fox asked, her normal "I don't care, it is pointless" demeanor being cut right through by some one actually bothering to inspect something about her.
"You are... partly correct, it is a back harness for my weaponry... but this is a light weight version designed for when I am not around water, it has another half that is currently residing in the living room. When it is fully assembled I actually kind of ride on it, and while doing so it provides me with oxygen so that my engine doesn't give out, and helps me move much faster. In either configuration the guns just kind of... I think about what they are supposed to do and it happens." Kawakaze explains, tilting her head to the side, and causing the turret to rotate with it, before looking at a different wall and causing it to track her with her. "Its not too accurate no, but they don't really need to be its my long lances that do most of the work" she finished.
"Hmm?" Frowning as he felt a Servant signature rapidly home on in his position, the boy narrowed his eyes before gazing towards... someone that looked a lot like Mordred if her features were pale, eyes were golden, and hair a lot less spiky. Also for whatever reason dressed in a dark colored version of a Santa Claus outfit. Though given what he knew about that Saber of Red and how her Noble Phantasm was Clarent Blood Arthur: Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father... "I never knew Saber of Red's father was jolly Saint Nick. Or... well, not so jolly in your specific case."
Straightening up from his earlier slouched position while rubbing at his eyes, the still rather tipsy Rider peered closely at the frowning fellow of the same Class, humming thoughtfully as his mind went over her words with a mental comb that swerved about erratically yet somehow hit enough metaphorical tangles to serve its purpose.
"Arthur Pendragon, I've not met yourself thus far. Perhaps we've met in another Grail War or another timeline, but this specific Astolfo knows you not. What did this other version of myself do to you that involved cannons?" A hint of curiosity made itself known in the good Christian defender, wondering exactly what sort of shenanigans his alternate self had got into... and wondering if he could replicated it himself.
Tenko Chabashira - Van, Storage Room
"Hey! Don't touch it without..." Tenko's mild protest about Gwen playing with her choker's bell was nicked in the bud by the latter's explanation about bondage. Said explanation created an heavy blush on the martial artist's face, which was by now a familiar sight. "It's not a sex thing!" She shook her head to get rid of the mental images created and then continued protesting. While doing so, she also covered her bell with her hand, as if to protect it."I mean, I know the bell is unusual, but it's just a cute accesory. You know, to make it look like a cat's collar. It doesn't mean I'm into anything weird!"
After that, she took a big breath and started talking in a quieter way. "And besides, even if I was, you shouln't speak about those kind of things so casually. It's really personal, you know?"