OPEN RP POST DEUX

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This a post where I'll RP anything with you and that means ANYTHING. Except smut because I suck at that Got a scenario in mind? I'LL DO IT. Here's some prompts below to help get things moving along if you don't have an idea to play out. The prompts are just prompts, if you have something specific, just let me know either at sweethymns or my AIM (rainsweets). Have at it! ➢ 01. AMUSEMENT PARK: Disneyland? Knotts Berry Farm? Six Flags? A made up amusement park with knockoff characters? Who cares, let's just ride that roller coaster or that giant swing ride! ➤ 02. PARK: Benches, trees, grass, maybe a lake and a basketball or volleyball court. ➢ 03. SNOWY DAY: Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful... or the level of snowfall can be any you wish! Light or heavy, there's going to be some winter related activities somewhere. ➤ 04. DINER: I love food, I really, really, really love food. And so do muses if they like to eat too! This diner seems to have a very HUGE menu with a large variety of dishes! Let's bond over food stuffs! ➢ 05. SICK DAY: Either your muse or my muse is sick. Who's taking care of who? ➤ 06. SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: Our characters are stuck in a closet and can't get out until there is some kissing, so they better make good use of those seven minutes... DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME. ➢ 07. SCHOOL: High school never ends! Or any type of schooling really. So whether it's in class or in the gym, let's try to endure mandatory education! ➤ 08. SURVIVAL HORROR: That old mansion/creepy town/underground science lab/zombie infested city ain't going to be survived by itself. Grab your medicinal herbs and shotguns, let's survive the horror. ➢ 09. WILDCARD: Let's make up shit.

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[onoir]

[ A...h. He looks mildly surprised by that v sign, mostly because it takes him a moment to recognize it: the Grail conveniently fills in what he needs to know about what that gesture means.

And, well.

This time, he actually laughs out loud. ]

I ask, Master, that you refrain from giving me a big head.

[emotive]

Positive reinforcement, Lancer! I don't find anything wrong with that!

[And with that, she leads the way back to the foreigner's district. There's a skip in her step because so many things have happened and yet for the first time in a long while, there's something certain, something important, to aim for.

And she's met someone who truly was amazing, not only because of his strength, but now maybe she's made a friend? Was it too selfish to think that of him?

Ai Thao hoped it wasn't.]

☚☛

[Perhaps it was the leftover adrenaline from last night, but Ai Thao couldn't really sleep peacefully even if it was in her best interest to recover some lost energy. In spite of that, she finds herself, sitting up in bed at around 6 AM in the morning. She felt restless.

She doesn't call for Diarmuid, not quite knowing what he would do in his thinking quiet moments when dematerialized (although Thao kind of does wonder). Thao decides that if she's going to be awake this early, she might as well do the one exercise that Sensei gave her; a meditation of sorts.

The young woman goes into the kitchen and takes out the now, chilled coffee from yesterday. It was perfectly bittersweet, enough to wake up some of her senses as she takes a sip from it. In her other hand, she holds a very twisted and bent blade. Placing it on the table and seating herself across from it, she begins the exercise.

Mystic Eyes are activated. She stares at the bent blade, trying to make her distortions precise instead of broad.

This time, she wants to untwist it.]

[onoir]

[ Unlike other Heroic Spirits, Lancer is probably among the more reserved types: unlike, say, Archer, who has a high propensity and ability towards independent action, Lancer's inclination is to stay close, and stay relatively hidden unless called upon. That, combined with his nature, means that he doesn't materialize without some sort of indication that he's allowed to use his Master's prana.

That, however, doesn't bar him from watching as Ai Thao starts her meditation practice. If she notices his presence in Spiritual Form, standing a bit to the side of the room, he won't say much about it— she seems to be concentrating, and he's satisfied with observing her actions as a quiet third party. ]

[emotive]

[This is hard. It's always been hard.

The bent blade moves slightly, reacting to her gaze, and even vibrates just a little. But it's form stays relatively the same. But, Thao keeps at it, for almost half an hour. As time passes, she finally feels herself giving up and she groans, letting herself go face down on the table in frustration.]

No luck again?? I'm never gonna...

[To be honest, she doesn't notice Lancer's presence, probably because she's focused all of her attention on her exercise. But now that she's done, Thao looks around the empty house a little unsettled; to fix that, she puts on a kettle of water, takes out some tea leaves, and a few minutes later, has a mug of hot black tea ready, setting it across from her own seat.]

Um... How should I do this? Diarmuid? Would you like some tea??

[psychometer]

[ OOC: Part 2 ]