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Entry tags:
- !plot,
- dragon age: isabela,
- dragon age: merrill,
- fate series: saber,
- fate series: waver velvet,
- final fantasy v: lenna tycoon,
- girl genius: gilgamesh wulfenbach,
- gundam wing: duo maxwell,
- love live!: honoka kousaka,
- magi labyrinth of magic: morgiana,
- original character: yuuna sugasawa,
- persona 4 arena: fuuka yamagishi,
- persona 4: chie satonaka,
- persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- persona 4: yosuke hanamura,
- persona 4: yukiko amagi,
- ressha sentai toqger: right,
- sailor moon: ami mizuno,
- sailor moon: haruka tenoh,
- sailor moon: minako aino,
- sailor moon: rei hino,
- tales of symphonia: raine sage
A Well Earned Celebration
[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.
So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.
A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.
Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.
And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]
Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!
[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]
Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.
A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.
Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.
And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]
Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!
[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]
Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
Hobo Fire Dad Dog
...[Ahhh, oh, what's she supposed to say? How do you address a god? The Vulcan God is particularly important to Rei's shrine, and--no, it won't remember her, okay just--] Your Fieriness. [Nailed it.] I'm happy to be able to actually thank you this time. [Stella, with her as always clinging to her leg, nods in agreement.]
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"Your Fieriness? Oh, no, this one is not suited for such lofty titles."
[ Tilting its head this way and that, the fiery dog
eblinks a few times at Maka. ]"Why do you feel obligated to help this one, child?"
[ Tilt tilt. Tilt tilt. Was Entei really being serious? ]
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[And she tilts her head to match Entei.]
Ah...several reasons, first that you showed mercy on me and my companions in the past, second you being here means that you came to help us all again, third is...well, even though you're a god of old, you're a Pokemon too. Pokemon are our friends, and I treat my friends with kindness. It's not an obligation to me, it's just what I want to do.
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[ Entei looks a bit pensive, before settling down. ]
"This one has been called many things, but the humans of old always seemed to settle upon one word: Entei."
[ Entei perks up a bit. He crosses his paws, sitting more attentively. Maka may even notice a bit of a smirk. ]
"You are making some very large assumptions."
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[Is she?? What would her mother think of that? But--what was it, the mercy? The helping? ...Entei being a Pokemon?!]
I'm sorry, I don't mean any disrespect!
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"...That is quite all right. It was a bit of volcanic humor."
[ Volcanic humor is quite funny, actually. It's the hot thing right now. You'll see. ]
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That...that was a joke.
Smiling and saying "oh of course!" and faking a laugh might be something people with social grace would do. Maka is not one of those people. Instead her cheeks tint and her gaze flicks away.]
Um...p-please take this. [Meaning the pastribute.] I can go get more if you want.
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[ She really shouldn't have. But knowing that rejecting such a gift from someone would be rude, Entei bends down to sniff it, before eating the offering in one bite. ]
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Before Maka can really think about what she's doing, her free hand reaches out and pets Entei on the head.
Just--just pets him.]
Um.
[Oh god, she just pet a god.]
Sorry.
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No. One must be reserved. There are certain reputations to keep. The great beast clears its throat firmly. ]
"T-that is quite all right. This one understands that sometimes one may act in, hmm, in haste maybe? Hmm, yes..."
[ Okay, maybe a small tail wag. Good girl, Maka. ]
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[And Pokemon are very important to her, as she's said. Her Meowstic at her side receives a pet too as she speaks, just as a reminder that they're in safe ground and Entei will not devour them like that pastry.]
Entei, do you think we'll see you again some time?
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[Well of course he wouldn't know for sure. She shrugs, looking apologetic.]
Sorry, stupid question. I just thought it'd be nice to see you once in a while, maybe we could be friends.