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4th Record ｢Bonds Formed｣

[ Phone ]
Good morning, Mayfield. This is Nanoha Takamachi speaking. [ How formal! But she has a question, so it's only right she does it this way. ] I have a request. I know that we can recover items from home, and such technology was not available in the era this town is modeled after, but does anyone have a more modern television or entertainment system available that I might be able to borrow? It would need to play video discs of DVD quality or higher. I promise to take really good care of it. [ And she is using her mature-but-cheerful voice for this call. ] It would either be that, or I would ask to borrow your property for a time, so that I might show off a film from home. I will even clean up when we are finished.

[ Action : On the streets of Mayfield ]
[ Nanoha is out walking today, dressed simply but outside of Mayfield's usual standards. It's amazing the difference a shorter skirt makes. Those who know her can probably take a guess that her neighbor and friend, Hayate, is the one responsible for this alteration.

The woman is moving with a purpose in mind, but she'll still stop for some pleasant conversation if someone approaches her. ]

[ Action : 945 Beulah : Closed to residents ]
[ There is a knock at the door! But this should come to no surprise as she had called ahead the day before to make certain everyone she wanted to see would be here. Nanoha would very much like to meet Fate's assigned "family". No reason they cannot all get along well, right? ]

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But I specifically asked about sandwiches, only! It isn't my kitchen, after all.

[ At the whining, Nanoha turns at the door and clutches the frame tightly. ] ...that isn't necessary. Crona can stay where she would like until I've finished whipping something up.

[At this point, Ragnarok's just going to sit on Crona's head and pout. Jeeze, nothing ever goes his way here.

At least, he will until Nanoha disappears into the kitchen again. Crona, on the other hand, just really isn't sure what to do and simply continues to stand near the door, staring at the ground. New people are hard to deal with...]

[ Nanoha is at least glad the hair-pulling and such stopped. She'll just make her own judgement with it comes to the snacks. The woman hops into the kitchen, slaps on an apron even though it's not really necessary, and just generally makes herself at home as she pulls out the bread and various condiments, meats, and cheeses.

Why, no, she's never been in this house or in this kitchen before, but she knows Fate's habit all too well. The only time she cannot find something she attributes it to someone else having control over the placement of said items.

Some time later, she has a plate stacked with a number of different kinds of sandwiches, and sets them down on the dining table, along with some juice. ] They are ready! Please, take whichever and however many you would like. [ She'll just have to go shopping to replenish the supplies later. ]

[Crona's still standing near the door, STILL staring at the ground. However, there is the possibility of good things to eat...and Ragnarok is getting impatient.]

Hey, did you hear? Go go go! Or I'll MAKE you go!

[Thus, a slow shuffle to the dining room begins. Crona keeps those eyes firmly set upon the ground as they approach the table...and Ragnarok wastes no time in grabbing something and wolfing it down. He didn't even appear to have a mouth before, but as he consumes one he opens that nasty, massive mouth of his, taking to gluttony quite quickly.

Crona, on the other hand, doesn't seem to be taking anything.]

[ That is certainly an appetite on the black... being. Nanoha takes a few of the triangles and sets them aside on a second plate. ] I'm not sure how your arrangement with Crona works, but be sure to share.

[That's right, you don't! I take care of this kid, you know! Like some kind of teenage father!

[Crona, meanwhile is having a bit of an inner conflict. The kid doesn't really eat often...but it would be really rude if Crona didn't at least just eat one sandwich, right? After a short mental struggle, Crona finally picks one up and at least begins to nibble on it, remaining silent.

It's a lot like dealing with a highly timid animal.]

Is that how role models act? [ She casually asks, as she works at cleaning the dishes and utensils she used, as well as any that had been used since breakfast. ]

Are you trying to say I'm doing it wrong? I know how to treat the kid and I don't need any old ladies telling me otherwise!

[Yea...Crona's just staying out of this one.]

[ Nanoha's hands pause briefly. "Old lady"? That's a new one on her. ] While I do have a wealth of experience with children and students of all types, you're overestimating my age a little.

Well you sound like a know-it-all old lady! You cook at least halfway decent so I guess you can stick around.

[C'mon that's mean...Crona really doesn't want Ragnarok to make Miss Fate's friend hate them...she's really nice. The kid will finally pipe up.]

You're being rude...

[ Nanoha actually laughs a bit at that. ] If it's my cooking that you approve of, there is more where that came from. [ Hey, if it's one way to gain their approval, she doesn't mind starting there. Though she is also glad that Crona has said something. ]

Who would APPROVE of it?? I said it was halfway decent!

[Ragnarok has moved into tsun mode, apparently.]

You ate five of them...

Shut up, idiot, or I'll eat all of your food for the next week!

[Ah, and now we've devolved into Ragnarok giving Crona noogies.]

[ Still somewhat amused, though wishing there was some way of ceasing Ragnarok's physical behavior without causing problems. ] Crona is right. Your appetite speaks for itself. Though I won't go comparing my cooking to Fate's. I know she has had plenty of time to practice, away from work.

I...like the food too...

Both of you shut up! Just because I ate five doesn't mean they were any good! You just...enjoy your slop! Don't think I'm gonna forget this!

[With that, Ragnarok's going to disappear back into Crona's bloodstream like a pouting child. Well...that sucks...now Crona has no buffer. The kid will just stare at the table and quietly nibble on that sandwich.]

[ Nanoha sighs quietly, wipes her hands off on a clean towel, and then hangs her apron back up. ] You have an interesting friend there, Crona. [ To say the least. ] Have you known each other for long?

[Crona jumps a little, suddenly looking a lot more nervous.]

Um...all of my life...

What's his name? I want to know what I can call him, if he pops up again like that.

[ She reaches back and unclasps her necklace as she lowers herself into a seat. Nanoha sets down the cord and the red orb affixed to its base down on the tablecloth, but doesn't yet say anything about it. ]

[Crona glances at the necklace as Nanoha sets it down on the table. Unfortunately, Crona didn't really pick up anything of what Nanoha was trying to say about it earlier. In fact, the kid just thinks it's a normal necklace...and it's pretty.

Though, after the short glance Crona quickly pulls those eyes away, as if the kid thought there would be trouble if Crona were to be caught looking at it.]

His name is Ragnarok...

"Ragnarok"? That name must be more popular than I thought. [ She sounds a little amused. ] I should tell Hayate — though I won't ask her to demonstrate what that name means to her.

[ Nanoha gestures to the necklace. ] This is my partner. She hasn't been with me quite that long, but she also looks out constantly. [ Though if Crona was expecting more than a couple of blinks of light from within it as a polite, synthetic female voice speaks from within the orb, then she'll be a little disappointed. ]

⌈I am Raising Heart.⌋ [ Not as much of a conversationalist as certain other Intelligent Devices, she can at least introduce herself when prompted to. ]

[Crona is simply staring at the table as Nanoha speaks, not really sure how to respond to any of that.

But then...the necklace speaks. Crona jumps, like, REALLY jumps, and ends up falling out of that chair.]

Wh-what was that??

[ Nanoha half-rises from her chair, arms on the table. ] Oh, dear. Are you all right? I'm sorry. I didn't think that would alarm you. [ Since she did sort of give her warning, especially... ]

I thought you might have been aware of what a Device looks like, because of Fate and Bardiche. [ Perhaps she should stop assuming things. ]

[Crona's kind of tucked that small body into a nearby corner, reflexively. Yea...Crona doesn't pick up on things all that easily. It's not like the kid is unused to unseen voices...but Crona had just begun to relax a bit and then suddenly WEIRD VOICE! For the most part, the kid is just confused right now.]

Wh...what?

[ A headtilt. Nanoha has the feeling that approaching at this point would be a bad idea, but she does pick up her Device so she can wear it once more. ] Fate's Device. You might have seen the yellow badge at some point? That would be Bardiche.

[Crona just looks deeply confused, but has at least calmed down as the kid watches Nanoha put the thing back on.]

Um...okay...

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4th Record ｢Bonds Formed｣

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