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"It's half the reason I wear this!" She was proud of it, the thing she had made throug her own hard work and it showed in everything she did. Her voice, her posture everyhing about it just screamed it ou loud for the world to hear, and the world itself was her stage. Her playing ground where she could test them all and see who was worthy.

"Like I said without hearing what's it about I can't actually promise anything." And just like that the bubble of confidence was popped and she was brought down to her normal level.

"Heading out at once, huh? You're paradoxicallly in a bit of hurry for someone who really needs a plan. But I guess you're in that hurry to get to the proper planning stage. If our enemy doesn't plan to attack us first or leave somewhere, then we have all the time we need to formulate the offensive and gather allies." Every time a loss, huh? That fact could be factored in as well. "I actually think the fact that you keeping losing fights against him will work in your advantage. He might be prone to underestimate you, and you could potentially hit him hard when he expects it the least."

But speaking of hitting hard. "As I said before, you've progressed a lot? I trust that you have an ace in sleeve against him compared to your previous fights? You can reveal it somewhere else to me."

The mage stood up and was ready to head out somewhere else where they could talk in more detail about the strategy.

The gunslinger continued along her way, flipping the pistol round between her fingers like a coin, when a sudden spike of mana caught her attention. She could feel it like a cool breeze through her hair, a haunting smell in the air, little motes of light flittering off of them, only it wasn't so little. In any sense of the word, between the sheer amount of power that was there and the area it was spread over. Letting out a low whistle, the gunslinger made her way closer, only for the way the power was spread out to make it a bit hard to pinpoint. There was a curious girl amongst the boring crowd surrounding her, however, with green eyes, hair, and a matching dress. Glancing over, Charlotte figured she was as good a start as any, the crowd offering them a wide berth as they caught the mad glint in the blonde's eyes.

"Well howdy there," the gunslinger said with a smile, flipping up the pistol shell and catching it before dissipating it, "What brings ya round here?"
Auspicious Breeze

"Oh!" Breeze bounced on her heels as a thought occurred. Her fingers clenched into fists of excitement. "Maybe some Sakuras ended up here a long time ago and mixed with non-Sakuras...? And then over time they forgot what it means to be Sakura?"

Hearing that stuff from Mary made the new senpai feel better about it all. They just understood the boundaries of their relationship so well already!

Finally, Nero could divert her attention to the thrill of the ride. She solemnly swore to herself, she would make the other blonde squeal in joy and break down her stuck-up facade- she knew that this ride was more than she would expect!

"Oh, thats what you think? Dont underestimate this city's rides!"


"Surely you are jesting, I have ridden horses that are faster than some of these." She shook her head at the silly and got onto the wagon without further complaints however and soon eough the thing begun picking up speed slowly as it went up and up and up, this was going to take a while.

She let out a yawn at how slow it was being, maybe this had been a mistake.

Olga Marie

Olga was practically shaking in her boots, to the point that the ride was rattling and she'd dented the metal a little bit that she was holding onto. "Hahaha, yeah, I'm jesting. This is nothing!" Olga knew that this thing was physically incapable of hurting her, but fears died hard. She'd never liked the idea of them and wanted to try it to conquer her fears, but...

She reached out and grabbed the two girl's hands. "You don't mind, um, right?" A faint blush came up on her face. The entire time the car had been climbing higher and higher, until they were ridiculously high in the air. And then, it dropped, at almost a 90 degree angle, and the girls went soaring down to the ground faster and faster.
Sakura and Shirou

The two of them looked at Breeze with utter bemusement, wondering what the hell she was talking about. Sakura, being good at hiding her feelings, was mostly able to avoid giving any indication of her thoughts, but the look on Shirou's face made it clear that he thought she was a moron.

Deciding to be polite, Sakura was about to answer her extremely-stupid question, only to be interrupted by the other girl who, to their astonishment, went on to actually claim that a "sakura" was, in fact, a species, of which the girl presumably thought she was a member. This time, even Sakura couldn't hide her astonishment, a look of surprise and confusion coming over her face. An entire species named after her, made up of people who, presumably, all looked similar to her? Was she in one of Rider's fantasies or something?

Before she could react, though, the girl contined to speak, giving her a funny look before questioning Sakura's decision to marry her beloved Senpai. Sakura gave the girl an annoyed look in response, unhappy at hearing anyone question her Senpai's suitability as a husband and confused as to why she would have an issue with the idea. Was it some weird cultural restriction where this "Mary" girl was from, perhaps?

"Why wouldn't I be?" she asked, obviously a little annoyed and very confused. "He's perfect in every way, why wouldn't I have married him? And what's wrong with marrying a senpai, anyway?"

"And what do you mean about Sakura being a species?" she added, even more confused. "Are there more of you? And do you all look like me?"

Shirou, meanwhile, turned to the other girl, now wedged into the alternate Sakura's thighs, a look of total bemusement on his face.

"Y..yes, there do seem to be a lot of girls who look like Sakura around", he said. "I bought a pet from one a few months ago. And Rider says that she's seen a few more Sakuras around, too", he replied.


"Why would you... you don't marry Senpais. Where I'm from it's actually illegal. Why would you want to dilute our glorious seed?" Mary theatrically threw her arms open. "Being a senpai is the greatest joy a human can have! Marriage is for Sakuras!"

She didn't sound like she was talking down to either of them. She simply genuinely believed that this was the case and that it was the natural state of things. "And of course we all look similar. Did you get brainwashed or something?"
Medaka Kurokami

It was strange.  The atmosphere was beyond serious.  They both knew how hard this endeavor would be.  Yet the blue haired girl's lips slowly curled into a smile.  Those sharp eyes taking on a look of determination.

"Of course!" she said, squeezing the girl's hand a bit.

But just as her determination boiled over, it began to sizzle out, climaxing in a sigh.  "I suggest we head out at once.  I hate to admit it, but I have been on the losing side of nearly every physical encounter I have been involved in.  If we are to succeed, we need a plan."

The priestess nodded as her brow furrowed in thought. "Yes, I think we should start with your tailoring skills. Power is power, but the master is more interested in acts of creation than destruction. However, if needed your skills as a problem solver would be quickly put to use."

She looked over the party and smiled. "I take it you appreciate being eyed at?"
Auspicious Breeze

She wasn't the smartest girl out there, but she wasn't that dumb! She was pretty observant if nothing else, so Breeze was just grateful for Mary backing her up here when it got obvious these two people thought she was an idiot. Pouting a bit, she tilted her head and looked between the two purple-haired girls. The red haired boy's comment made her perk up. "Oh, you've met Oka? She was nice! And there was a big strong girl I arm wrestled with who was also called Sakura..."

"A more durable material? That would depend on what type of material you're talking about. I'll see what I can do though, that's the least I can promise." Oh right she didn't mention all of her talents might as well get that out of the way.

"I'm also good at... getting rid off problems" She added with a sweet voice, a voice so sweet it would kill you from sugary overdose.
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