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awashlogs2019-08-03 04:22 pm
[ Closed ] I put a spell on you
WHO: Artoria, Magilou, and Mordred’s bull’s eye Tristan
WHERE: Artoria’s place
WHEN: August 3rd
WHAT: A meeting between members of Magilou’s Menagerie! They need to deal with the problem child. Oh, and also certain spooky magical artifacts.
WARNINGS: Probably…nothing.
[ Most people who answer Magilou’s summons would likely do so with trepidation, never mind if said meeting was to take place in Saber’s territory. But Tristan, for all that he’d been in a dark mood since last month, is actually looking forward to it. Perhaps she means for her Menagerie to participate in Wuxian’s upcoming party! And that would at least be a good and honorable thing to do for the townsfolk.
So he arrives promptly at the appointed hour, knocking politely upon the door of that blue house. The moment someone comes to answer him, however, a rock comes flying out of nowhere to conk him in the back of the head. ]
…Ouch.
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Conflicted… ]
It might, but…Xie Lian…
[ Dare they risk it? What if they accidentally eradicate his poor roomie instead?! ]
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Anyway, this is more waffling about than Saber likes, so she makes an executive decision and starts writing in the book with a deliberate, elegant hand:
The book described in writing its properties, powers, and functions.
Seconds later, her writing disappears as if rejected. To support that notion, a strong sense pops into her head that this isn't what the book is for. An explanation of what it is for isn't forthcoming, of course. That would be too easy.
Undeterred, she tries again. It might be too early to alter the book itself, but they can probe its limits in a harmless way...
Suddenly, Artoria Pendragon held in her arms twenty fluffy, delicious obanyaki pastries as might be found in Fuyuki, Japan's Miyama shopping district: five filled with egg custard, five with chocolate custard, five with sweet red bean paste, and five with coconut cream. ]
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Saber's composure doesn't completely dissolve, but one would be hard-pressed to find it as it takes a backseat to pure wonder. She stares at the sudden bounty piled in her arms with her mouth slightly open and a wide-eyed gleam to rival Excalibur.
She gets the sense that she's currently limited from doing much more than this, but she ignores it for the moment. Just look at all this obanyaki!!! ]
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...It's probably a safer one, but come on! There's a lot of things they can do with this quill, apparently - creating something from nothing is a pretty big deal. Saber's experiment was actually a pretty decent one, and now everything smells like pastry dough. If they can use this somehow... ]
Write in more pastries! Some sweet strawberry soup, or slices of cake or pies! Let's see what the limit is!
[ They were supposed to be using this for good? Sorry, Archer. At least the know what the book does. Unfortunately, that glint in Magilou's eyes is too suspicious. She reaches for an obanyaki in the meantime - please feed her again, Saber. ]
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[ There’s no need to hide their relationship now that Magilou knows her True Name, after all. But also he’s filing away these obanyaki flavors for future reference.
Just in case. ]
Wait.
[ He can’t say he likes the look of that suspicious glint in Magilou’s eye, but both these women outrank him, after all, and his first duty is to serve. Much as he’d love to leave the strange food magic to them, he can’t help being a worrywart still. ]
They might be poisonous. Or turn to ash the moment you bite into them.
[ The recollection of having received various foodstuffs as quest rewards come back to haunt him. A perfectly normal Christmas cake. Valentines chocolates with weird flavors, a pack of soda…
…
Is this where it all came from? ]
I…please be careful.
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Of course. Allow me to try the first one, Magilou.
[ Before Magilou can protest, Saber deposits the entire pile of obanyaki into Tristan's strong, pack animal-like arms before picking a single one out for herself. And then she takes a bold, knightly bite out of it!! ]
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She reaches over to grab an obanyaki from Archer's strong arms. This is the privilege a king gets, she supposes. A dashing knight as a pack mule who says my liege like something from a fairy tale. And then, when she bites into it... ]
- Nope, no ash! Chocolate, all the way through!
[ It's said through mouthfuls of pastry, so it comes out more like a slur of words half-formed around chocolate and crisp pastry batter, because that's exactly what she's doing. Isn't it great that Saber has such a well-mannered Master?
Said well-mannered Master takes another bite without even stopping to breathe!!!! like she's purposefully trying to choke herself on the treats. She gets through it without dying, though, and when her food is spent, she stares at her fingers. Thankfully, she has the grateful sense to not lick them right away. ]
So, cursed book, but it creates pastries? Maybe that's what makes it so evil. [ She gestures to Saber like she's showing off a science experiment, her arms thrown to the side and circling the air. ] Look, the book's caught a king in its clutches with nary a way to rescue her! We'll be here until we find out if her stomach is truly bottomless, or if it is bound to the constraints of mortal men! Archer, what should our strategy be? Perhaps we should take the plunge and eat them all to free her from its clutches?
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[ Congrats, Saber, he’s at a total loss for words as he’s relegated to pack mule and forced to watch his liege lord scarf down those suspicious pastries with a look of utter bliss. And then she takes another bite, and another…
He stares from one woman to another helplessly, without even trying to stop Magilou from snatching a pastry of her own. For a moment he’s at a loss, the world seemingly going mad right in front of him before Magilou finally calls him into action and snaps him out of it. ]
I would advise against it, Miss Magilou. A king’s appetites are as mighty as that of a dragon’s.
[ Therefore one should not, on pain of swift and painful death, attempt to part King Arthur from her food. ]
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... Not that she'd admit it, even to herself. She's disciplined! As a knight, she would never act out of greed!! ]
M... Magilou! That is a tasteless joke! And Archer, I would never eat more than what I am due!
[ She's so disappointed in both of them!! She ought to reduce their obanyaki allowances for this. It is purely a coincidence that her own allowance would increase as a result.
With a huff, she tries to move the topic along. ]
In any case, I get the sense that I as an individual cannot do more with the book than this. If we are indeed limited to one sentence each, you two would do well to choose yours wisely.
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[ Ba-dum tish.
... Anyway. It seems like Saber has at least gleaned some good information here, as specific as her wish - writing, whatever - might have been. They have something to go on now. The only question is, should they use this power immediately? She adopts a more contemplative expression and peers over at the book. Saber's words are still there, so perhaps... it's been written into the history of the town now, like the old tale of the rainbow chicken. ]
So now we know exactly what this thing can do. Including create objects out of thin air. There's... an impressive amount of power in this thing. It could so easily be abused.
[ She pauses. There aren't many people in this town that would use this for evil, most likely, but... there's always that chance with something like this. ]
We have the choice of telling everyone in town about this, if you want. I don't care either way. But if everyone has only one chance to write something... then we can't do it between the two of us.
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I believe that everyone has the right to know, but…
[ Well, Mordred will be an issue, but perhaps Magilou’s ruse might be enough. Still, that isn’t such a great concern to him anymore, after everything he’s witnessed so far. ]
I will not be writing anything more. It seems that my role in this business is done.
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Very well. Then leave the quill, enact any security measures you see fit, and notify the town. Magilou, it may be wiser to save your sentence until the town has had a chance to discuss the topic.
[ She resists sneaking another pastry and instead picks up Excalibur again, the shadows shifting across all of their faces as she raises it like a torch. She looks to Magilou just in case there's anything else. ]
Shall we conclude our trip here? We should not linger more than necessary.
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Yeah, I'm raring to go. Let's get away from all this malevolence.
[ They've learned what this quill and book can do, and what kind of info is in there. Not to mention how powerful it is. If it can just create objects out of nowhere, it might be their ticket back home. ]
Security measures for a rowdy, nosy child, I assume? We're going to have to alert everyone else of how to break through it. Security's no good if no one else can get in.
[ Hey, at least Mordred's involvement makes it interesting. ]
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Anyway, he’s pretty sure she should be saving her best lines for a more worthy audience than whatever spook might be causing all this evil energy. ]
A ruse might be the best defense against her meddling with something of this nature. I shall take your advice to heart, Miss Magilou, and I thank you both for your help in this matter.
[ He’d prostrate himself properly before Saber, but…armful of obanyaki. They really need to get out of here before the creepy air of this place stinks the pastries up. ]