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17th Cinder: For whose sake?
[ To say that the last little kink in Mayfield's existence was disturbing and frustrating for Shana is to be understating it. So, in lieu of any more useful release activity, like hunting Rinne or Crimson denizens, Shana is trying to eat herself rotund. (Given her contract with Alastor being in full effect, this is rather unlikely, but she'll give it a good go regardless.)
As such, Shana is eating in multiple places throughout town. ]
First Location: The Park [ Shana is eating melon bread on a bench, several discarded wrappers sitting beside her, and rather less cute eating noises can be heard as she busily digs in. ]
Second Location: The School [ Shana is eating the tasteless lunch provided by the drone lunchladies with rather ferocious gusto, and woe to anyone who dares steal her food. ]
Third Location: Home [ Shana is continuing the quasi-compulsive eating at the dinner table, taking huge portions even of Wilhemina's less-than-stellar (And less than edible cooking without complaint]
Phonecall, filtered from drones and the town authorities, as well as the smiths.
Mou! Did we learn anything at all this time? I mean... we know now their system is imperfect, but we still don't know what powers the mechanism of resurrection anymore, unless someone saw them fix it. Did anyone manage that?
As such, Shana is eating in multiple places throughout town. ]
First Location: The Park [ Shana is eating melon bread on a bench, several discarded wrappers sitting beside her, and rather less cute eating noises can be heard as she busily digs in. ]
Second Location: The School [ Shana is eating the tasteless lunch provided by the drone lunchladies with rather ferocious gusto, and woe to anyone who dares steal her food. ]
Third Location: Home [ Shana is continuing the quasi-compulsive eating at the dinner table, taking huge portions even of Wilhemina's less-than-stellar (And less than edible cooking without complaint]
Phonecall, filtered from drones and the town authorities, as well as the smiths.
Mou! Did we learn anything at all this time? I mean... we know now their system is imperfect, but we still don't know what powers the mechanism of resurrection anymore, unless someone saw them fix it. Did anyone manage that?
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What's with the flames? [ Point blank. Esper abilities are nothing to him, but that looked and felt like something completely different. Manipulating her appearance like that wasn't anything he thought possible. ]
I am the hero of backtags.
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Right.
[ It's really hard not to stare at her like she's a crazy person. The only thing keeping him from doing that is recalling how Stiyl had powers over fire, and the way she looked with that sword in her hand. Maybe there's enough there for him to give her the benefit of the doubt — one shouldn't go around undermining the validity of the backstories of allied characters so early in the story, after all. ] No wonder you were so pissed off at that machine.
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[ Well, it was a good try anyway, touma. ]
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Well, it's good that you don't have to eat people. I wouldn't let something like that slide. [ Yes he is saying that straight up to a girl that is smaller than him but probably has more power in her pinky finger than ten of him. Wanna fight about it? ]
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But... it doesn't have to be that way. If the Denizens behave.
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[ A blink. ] So wait, there's more of your kind? Er, with your job, I mean. [ Wow, that was almost insensitive. ]
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[ SHe doesn't seem to notice the possible insensitivity. ]
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