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[hxlylxnce]

[Activity... is a lie... If I’m actually still... here, stuff tomorrow probably?]

[hxlylxnce]

A vague feeling of mockery. Perhaps it was all in her head, but the way he looked at her - the way he asked that question. Of course, she knew she was from a different era than other people, certainly compared to anyone wielding a weapon like that.

But, with her wooden lance gripped firmly in her hand, she nodded. A few practice jabs, ones which seemed to reflect familiarity with the weapon. “I’m sure I wouldn’t have such a weapon bestowed upon me, if I did not know how to use one. Though this is hardly what I’d call perfect, I’ll make do with it.”

She paused, for a few seconds. It was a good thing she hadn’t brought her horse along with her. How would it have looked to him, seeing her like that, riding a small pony?

“The name, by the way, is Artoria. Though you may be more familiar with the name often associated with me - Arthur.” A simple explanation, though it raised a few questions, if he even recognized King Arthur.

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Hrrnrghghhg… A toy rifle, huh…?

What use is this supposed to be? Kaz looks it over, tests the weight of it. It’s ridiculously light—and what are these, plastic pellets? He’s practically insulted. First they kidnap him and then they give him… a toy for a gun? He sighs and halfheartedly aims down the sights… at a plastic bag. He probably looks stupid as hell, shooting at plastic bags on the side of the street, but he’s bored and he doesn’t know what else to do.

He stops when he hears someone walking past, and turns his head, only to gawk at the woman strolling down the sidewalk. Golden hair, a wooden lance—and that costume. What the hell? There’s no denying her beauty and the evident maturity in her stance—there’s almost a kingly quality about her—but damn, if that getup isn’t weird. Like, what is this, a historical reenactment or something?

Realizing his mouth is still hanging open, he shuts it and steps over, trying his hardest to save face, hoping she didn’t see how long he spent just staring. “Ahem. Excuse me.” How silly he must look with his toy rifle, surrounded by scattered plastic bags. “Couldn’t help but notice your… lance.” Right, that was really the thing that caught his eye, here. “Do you… know how to use that?” Not actually the question he wanted to ask. Rather, what Kaz really meant to ask is, why are you dressed like that and why are you even carrying that. But—too late, he’s already said it, and all that’s left is to wait for the response.

[hxlylxnce]

[Time is a lie, but Lartoia is here!]

[... But also I have threadtracker to do, so things will be a little slow as I make my way through stuff.]

[hxlylxnce]

A little smirk crossed Artoria’s face, as she watched Aslan surprise Maya like that. It was almost... cute. Yes, that was the word for it. Well, so long as Maya didn’t mind, it would all be fine.

There was some fun, afterwards. A beacon or two more. Artoria actually laughing a few times, placing one herself. All in all, a fun time. That is, until midnight struck.

A sudden surprise.

Rhon appeared before her, in a flash of blue light. A message on her cellphone, before, during, and after. It seemed there was a new goal. 12 areas of safety. Survival as their goal. Her holy lance, returned.

Grabbing onto her weapon, she was vaguely surprised to not feel the connection to the Pillar that she usually did. But it made sense - this wasn’t a usual world in the slightest.

A proper grin. “It seems our first task has been accomplished. Survival should be easy with me here, though I’m not sure to what lengths you all can defend yourselves.” A lion, Maya, and Makie. Who knows how they’d fair - Artoria certainly didn’t, anyways.

“If you wish for me to simply escort the rest of you to one of these 12 beacons, I will do my role simply.”

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[hxlylxnce]

A quick and easy plotting guide

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s):

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

veilled.

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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“Are you... Would demons have anything on the level of a holy lance? One of the holiest, I believe.”

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“Of course, that’s only if I get my lance back.” A firm nod. 

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“One day...” Munch munch. “I swear I’m going to...” Much munch. “Destroy that moon.”

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Mun Intro

[Frog mun appears! Hello hello, all of you. My name is Frogmyre, though do feel free to call me Frog or Frog Mun. I’m still pretty new to the group, but I’m definitely having fun.]

[Somewhat recently 18, still fairly busy with school, so I’m not always gonna be here, though I’ll be active as time and mood allows. Not sure what else to say, honestly - the closest I have to a mun FC is... not. :p Anyways, I’m friendly, so never be afraid to say hi!]

[hxlylxnce]

“Then let us go, Maya.” It was a little annoying that this had to be done once again, but the more beacons placed, perhaps the higher chance of a reward there would be. Sure it might turn out to be malicious in the end, but it wasn’t like they had much of a choice.

“It’s a good thing I’ve yet to meet a certain Knight. He’d likely hate it here.” A chuckle, as she started to walk. There was a lot she could be doing, but she merely wanted to continue.

Perhaps she should apologize to Aslan... She shrugged to herself. A mistake like that was fine, she wasn’t that familiar with lions.

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[hxlylxnce]

Blink, blink.

Why. Why couldn’t that just be enough? It wasn’t as if she was complaining, per se, but she was expecting it to just be over with that. Something she’d have to unlearn somewhat quickly.

“Fine. If that’s how it shall be, let us do as many of these as we can manage,” she muttered, a more serious tone about her.

Then her stomach growled, almost like a lion. “Ah. Hold on.” She took a few moments break, approaching Makie’s bag. Grabbing some snacks for herself - an apple much like what Maya got.

Another one, soon dropped at Aslan’s paws. “I’m sure you’re hungry too - you did more work than I did, either way.”

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[hxlylxnce]

It seemed like she was needed to take the initiative, despite having already suggested that Aslan be the one to fire it. Obviously she wasn’t going to contradict herself, but...

Grabbing the gun, she strutted over towards Aslan. Putting it down in front of him, giving him ample room to bite into it, pulling the trigger however he could possibly. Steadying it, and aiming it for him.

Though her stomach grumbled a little in turn, she didn’t say anything about it. Perhaps she was used to a richer diet. “When you’re ready.” 

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[hxlylxnce]

Ah, finally. It was over, at least this beginning part. What luck that they had stopped at their target. A tree, it seemed. Nah, there was no reason doubting everything, that way lead madness.

Of course, there was an important question to be settled, though she didn’t think there’d be much argument here.

“I think Aslan should do it, personally. Outside of finding it, he’s probably done the most. Not that I really think it matters who does it, only that it’s done.” Well, it wasn’t like she knew for certain, but still.

Next time, she’d probably pull rank, but she didn’t want to do everything just yet. It just wouldn’t feel right.

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[hxlylxnce]

Artoria was not one to speak here, as she was still riding Aslan. But even so, she side-eyed Maya, as she kept on walking.

And walking.

“I believe you are the one with the radar,” she said, nodding her head solemnly. Then she paused for a few moments. “If you are getting tired, and if Aslan does not mind, we can always swap positions. It wouldn’t be proper if I stayed mounted whilst someone else needed it more than I.”

It wasn’t as if she couldn’t bring out Dun Stallion, but she was still fairly attached to him. So instead, she merely offered up her ride, so long as he agreed.

Though she was usually on a horse, walking long distances was nothing for her. Bragging? What bragging?

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Ah. She supposed that made sense, as she let Maya do her work. Any pose, so long as it was regal, would do. There had been a few suggestions of something about a ‘steel samurai’, but Artoria had no idea who or what that was. 

Her eyes reflected a dignified sheen.

Hand slowly raising up, in a certain gesture. One she was taught meant peace, some time before. “I suppose I’ll stay here, if you don’t mind, Aslan. It is fairly comfortable here, I must confess.”

For some reason, she felt like asking for some money as she stay sat on the lion. Perhaps a vague memory of another her...

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“I am impressed. Everyone here is in better shape than I was expecting - minus Aslan, of course.” Though she felt his previous words were a little too dire, she felt an odd connection to him. Something seemed oddly familiar about him...

She didn’t stop to ponder that just then, however.

“I’m pretty fine with what I have. Within the bounds of actually having it, of course. I haven’t got a lot to do until we set off, anyways. Usually I’d have a sparring match, but this doesn’t quite feel like a training lance.”

Just a piece of wood, though she still carried it regally. “Anyways, if anyone has need of me, I’ll be here. “ Just approaching Aslan, hand outstretched - pausing. “Would it be okay if I...?”

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