( a loaded gun disguised as a girl )
❝in the middle of it all, she alone stood calmly.❞

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PLACE OF RESIDENCE :
district epsilon.
RANK :
citizen.

ninefingered:

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"Yes—I have. Ones made by a wizard, he could even make fireworks look like dragons of old, soaring across your party tables, or dancing figures, stars that looked brighter than actual stars…colors, blue, green and silver, colors you didn’t even know existed. " His voice catches a bit, thinking of it.

"My people thought he was bad company for it, as they tend to keep to themselves but when he made such beautiful things, they wondered why they ever did in the first place. "

For once, Kirigiri’s silence is involuntary. She’s at a loss for words—the concept of a place where such things existed had been something she’d clung to during the loneliness of her childhood. Now, it seems a strange comfort to the woman she has grown to become, but a part of her, deep down and concealed, never ceased entertaining the thought of a world where magic and sorcery were rife.

I, ah… I think that this wizard you speak of… he would have believed it an honour to know you think so highly of his creations even here, while there is so much to distract you from thoughts of home.❞ 

wingheadcaptain:

weaponizer:

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      ❝It sounds like a classic case of overestimating oneself and one’s capabilities. Would you like any assistance in dealing with the aftermath? At the very least, it would give me an excuse to examine the area…❞

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★—”I would quite honestly agree ma’am. Well currently we have the team to help clean up, but thank you for the offer, it’s very kind of you. Examine..? Are you new here or a detective of sorts?”

I suppose you’d have to have a team on hand, what with this city jumping out of the frying pan only to land straight into the fire.

It’s the latter, actually—I work independently, so you shouldn’t worry about any unsavory affiliations… if you don’t mind me asking, have you noticed anything unusual or suspicious within your area as of late?❞

crxter:

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           ❛ ah! it’s nice to meet you, kirigiri. ‘m ruby — ruby rose. ❜

smile cast upon porcelain features whilst
hues of clouded permitted a glance towards
the detective’s face, watching her eyes roll
up and down, casing the huntress. ruby didn’t
very much mind, though. even if she were a 
little unsettled by her immediate guess that she
was a new citizen.

                                       ❛ is it really that obvious? ❜

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              ❝Likewise, Ms. Rose. I’m assuming English is your native language, so I’ll refer to you in a more typically western fashion… I don’t suppose you’re all that familiar with Japanese honorifics.❞

In a far less scrutinizing manner, Kirigiri sheds a look upon her that’s something between mild amusement and empathy. Ruby’s presentation is reminiscent to that of a deer in the headlights, so she lets herself relax and fall into a more easy disposition.

              ❝Perhaps not to most. To a person of my nature, however, it’s a little obvious, yes. You shouldn’t worry—newcomers flock into this city so frequently that you’ll hardly look out of place.❞

crxter:

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           ❛ not really. though, i’m kind of clumsy, heh. ❜

stumbling for a moment, ruby did
her best to regain her balance, & the
strange girl’s steading of her arms
assisting her. 

                ❛ thank you…uh, lady. ❜

      ❝I am not a particularly clumsy person, so it seems like something of an oddity to me… are you prone to spontaneous accidents?

Kirigiri, once sure the other woman is quite steady, releases her hold as gently as one can and takes stock of her appearance.

      ❝You may call me Kirigiri. Am I correct in assuming you’re a new arrival to this city?❞

crxter:

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           ❛ w-w-whoa!! ❜

turns out, when she’s not in combat, she’s not all that coordinated.

With little time to think – and even less time to act – Kirigiri’s arms fly out to to grip the stranger’s forearms in an awkward attempt to steady her.

      ❝Losing your balance out of nowhere like that… how strange.❞

wingheadcaptain:

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★—”And here they are saying they don’t need protectors, when you can’t even trust them with a couple of fireworks. I don’t want to sound like a cranky old mother hen but that’s a little ridiculous…” 

      ❝It sounds like a classic case of overestimating oneself and one’s capabilities. Would you like any assistance in dealing with the aftermath? At the very least, it would give me an excuse to examine the area…❞

wingheadcaptain:

★—”Me neither until I saw the damage that fireworks could do..” 

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      ❝The people of this city have a habit of biting off a little more than they can chew… not to mention an aversion to clearing up after themselves.❞

wingheadcaptain:

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★—”I guess people couldn’t be responsible after all… Come on team, we’ve got a lot of clearing up to do and building-repairs…” 

      ❝I didn’t think it was possible for any further damage to be done.❞

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