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[ hey, what the fuck,
no seriously, she doesn't care about the nothingness, or the loss of touch, or even the fact that there's something wrong here because the moment she sees that woman, that familiar face she just
immediately.
freezes.
up.
her eyes staring at her in shock, her mouth wide open as if she's about to say anything but just simply does not utter a single word. ]
[ hey, what the fuck,
no seriously, she doesn't care about the nothingness, or the loss of touch, or even the fact that there's something wrong here because the moment she sees that woman, that familiar face she just
immediately.
freezes.
up.
her eyes staring at her in shock, her mouth wide open as if she's about to say anything but just simply does not utter a single word. ]
[ taking a long moment, looking around with a certain air of calm, before he looks to the woman and smiles, entire body language polite ]
Good evening.
Good evening.
[ It's unpleasant-- the feeling of nothingness and it feels as though he's finally just taken a breath, emerging from the water when sensation does return.
And it comes with the sight of a woman. He blinks, confused. Where...? And who... ]
. . . Excuse me, but what is going on?
And it comes with the sight of a woman. He blinks, confused. Where...? And who... ]
. . . Excuse me, but what is going on?
[ Every bit of hair and fur stands on and as she just
Spits out a panicked hiss.
What the fuck?! ]
Spits out a panicked hiss.
What the fuck?! ]
[ not parrrrticularly surprised by her appearance, nor by her expression, and he speaks softly ]
. . . Only the outside is similar, Miss Ilyasviel.
. . . Only the outside is similar, Miss Ilyasviel.
[...
Sorry, please give her a moment, she is downloading the data to remember for the future.]
Sorry, please give her a moment, she is downloading the data to remember for the future.]
[ nnnnnnope
she's not here for this today which is why the very second she gets the chance to compose herself
or at least, as composed as she can TRY to be she attempts to smack the hand away from her hair ]
Don't touch me! You're not — you can't be—!!
she's not here for this today which is why the very second she gets the chance to compose herself
or at least, as composed as she can TRY to be she attempts to smack the hand away from her hair ]
Don't touch me! You're not — you can't be—!!
Ahh, Sabre-san . . . Are you alright?
[ as though he did not just go through the same alarming thing ]
[ as though he did not just go through the same alarming thing ]
To fulfill a goal, more or less. Will you be the one to tell me what that goal is?
[ Whips around, arm raised like she's going to swat-- ]
. . .
[ with a wry smile, ]
Just who is it that you're angry with?
[ with a wry smile, ]
Just who is it that you're angry with?
More or less . . . If I had to guess, our physical bodies are in the Game Tower, and this . . .
[ well
the woman just said it, but ]
I would wager to say that this is some sort of dream.
[ well
the woman just said it, but ]
I would wager to say that this is some sort of dream.
[ as she gets her bearings - more than just allowing her eyes to adjust, catching her breath and finding her calm amongst the darkness in such a way that she can actually process the sight in front of her, she startles momentarily before recalling,
right. that's right. it makes sense. she offers a slight smile and a wave, slow as she reacquaints herself with the feeling of having the limbs at all, ]
... Good evening...
right. that's right. it makes sense. she offers a slight smile and a wave, slow as she reacquaints herself with the feeling of having the limbs at all, ]
... Good evening...
[ ... Oh.
It's this idiot.
REELS HIM IN INSTEAD. ]
Something stupid's gonna happen here. We need to find a way out.
It's this idiot.
REELS HIM IN INSTEAD. ]
Something stupid's gonna happen here. We need to find a way out.








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