[Ishtar isn't wrong. Her heart may explode at any moment. She takes the lotion, staring at it for a moment before staring back at the woman.]
Oh. Oh, my.
[Servants are generally examples of maximum beauty, but this is something else altogether. That no-nonsense, absolute assuredness of her beauty is inspirational. And...getting to touch--she isn't misinterpreting this, right? This isn't her Madness Enhancement making her hear what she wants to hear, right? No, this Servant of unparalleled cuteness has explicitly asked her to put sun lotion on her.
This is too much. This has been building up all day. She can't hold it in anymore. Her muscles clench, crushing the bottle of lotion; the white goo bursts from the top, all over Ishtar's face. Soleil's eyes roll into the back of her head and she falls flat on her back onto the deck of the ship.
The heat and Madness Enhancement have exacerbated her tendency to faint...]
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Oh. Oh, my.
[Servants are generally examples of maximum beauty, but this is something else altogether. That no-nonsense, absolute assuredness of her beauty is inspirational. And...getting to touch--she isn't misinterpreting this, right? This isn't her Madness Enhancement making her hear what she wants to hear, right? No, this Servant of unparalleled cuteness has explicitly asked her to put sun lotion on her.
This is too much. This has been building up all day. She can't hold it in anymore. Her muscles clench, crushing the bottle of lotion; the white goo bursts from the top, all over Ishtar's face. Soleil's eyes roll into the back of her head and she falls flat on her back onto the deck of the ship.
The heat and Madness Enhancement have exacerbated her tendency to faint...]