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[luxuresombre]

Who: Lulu and also people, could be a mingle if you want
When: Day 112, afternoon
Where: Public baths
What: Swimming and stuff

[Today, Lulubell is busy using the baths as a pool. No matter WHAT is happening with flying HQs or lizards or whatever, that's really no reason to not go swimming.]

[Care to join? Or stand around. Or upbraid her for being indecent, because only minimum clothes are involved in this whole venture]

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[aeschyne]

I --

Is something like that possible?

[Now you've gone and confused her.]

[apriori]

You never know. Maybe you want that body badly enough that it'll work.

[A SHRUG. Makin' everything up, Kotomine lyfe.]

[aeschyne]

... But everyone here is dead.

[apriori]

And?

[aeschyne]

I'm not going to kill someone to bring them here.

[apriori]

It's okay, he's probably dead and waiting around anyways. I don't think he'd live very long without me.

[aeschyne]

I can't bring him here.

[ Determined face. Welp. ]

Trace, on.

[ And now a sword in her hand.]

[apriori]

[If it weren't for that spell, he'd be thrilled to fight Shirou.

But as far as he's concerned, Projection = Archer = BAD BAD BAD!!!

All the false pleasantry is abandoned and he draws two knives from his coat.

He'd use the Contender, but he doesn't want to leave holes in the walls.]

imagine a world where I have fighting icons

[aeschyne]

[And now it's time for STRAIGHTFORWARD CHARGING ATTACK GO GO]

[apriori]

[That approach could, theoretically, be horridly flawed. He could draw his gun and shoot her at any moment, but luckily for Shirou, he chooses to do the same fucking thing]

[aeschyne]

[AW YEAH

Shirou is a nice girl. But not nearly nice enough that she isn't striking with an aim to kill. A vicious cut at Kotomine's neck.]

[apriori]

[He ducks, feeling the force of the blade's swing pass over his head, and aims a quick stab at her torso]

Where'd you learn that?!

[There's an edge to his voice that's usually absent. Fucking Archer.]

[aeschyne]

[Doesn't bother answering - although really, you should pin this one on Rin - and instead moves to quickly parry the stab. Another sword materializes in her free hand, and she swings again, this time aiming to cut across his arm and force the knife from his hands.]

[apriori]

[He hisses as the sword connects with his knife, the sudden force sending it clattering to the floor. Without bothering to recollect it, he jumps back.

How rude, ignoring him like that.]

[aeschyne]

[A low strike this time, aiming to cut his legs. Swordsmanship lessons with Seiba sure did pay off. Oh, I guess you learned to fight from Kirei. Well. I guess that's almost as cool.

no but really your dad sucks :)]

[apriori]

[Someone looks angry about being kept on the run in this situation -- he backs up, trying to get enough distance between them before he gives in to frustration and lobs the other knife at her]

[aeschyne]

[Good news: You managed to shank her right in the leg.

Bad news: You don't have a knife anymore, but she still has a sword.

Good news: You shanked her in the leg, so she stumbles just enough that you might be able to dodge, if you're quick.]

[apriori]

[In hindsight, that was a bad idea -- the ultimate benefit being that he can see Shirou with a knife in her leg, and that's pretty sweet. He laughs, avoiding her next swing]

You sure want this bad!

[aeschyne]

[You're gross. Shirou pauses for a second, panting.]

So do you.

Why?

[apriori]

Well he's "me" too, right? I should be able to keep him.

[aeschyne]

I don't like you. Not even a little bit.

But even if I dislike Kotomine Shirou, it doesn't mean I can just let something terrible happen to him.

[Standing up straight and getting into a fighting stance.]

I'll say it one more time. I'll compensate you, so please hand him over.

[apriori]

Terrible? I don't think he minds at all!

[he casually picks up the blade he dropped - there's one, but... ah, well.]

Can I have that back?

[Motioning to the one he left in her leg.]

[aeschyne]

[Takes the knife out, and tosses it behind her to the other side of the room. It will bleed more, but it's less likely to tear, and loss of blood has never bothered Shirou much.]

I mind.

[Charges forward again, slashing at his arm.]

[apriori]

How rude.

[He doges, then turns on her to try and take that opportunity to stab her in the back]

[aeschyne]

[--

THAT

HURTS

falls.]