Another Cosmology

Finally, she would be left alone, only the prospect of that was but fleeting. The inquiry that followed would serve the purpose of sending her on a tirade about that heaping pile of holy garbage. Thus deflecting the rage away from this Archer while still speaking to him. It was clever, to say the least, and Avenger fell for it hook, line, and sinker.

With a puff of her chest she would consider her next words carefully. She was not going to simply oust the identity of Ruler, because essentially it screwed her over as well. That was one of the many downfalls of them essentially being two sides of the same coin.

“Ruler. I mean Ruler, you dunce. You would know if you had met her. Holier than thou persona, chalk full of that disgusting belief in people…a striking resemblance to me… tch.”

oh, that was unexpected.  just that question was enough to launch her on a tirade about this saintess.  apparently a ruler, an irregular class, there probably weren’t many of them running around.

either way, this woman seemed to have quite the grudge against this ruler, so if he wanted to continue talking with her that seemed like the best way to go. add to that, the fact that he was curious about her himself

What the hell? Being reduced to some sort of edgy trope such as that, how dare he! Even if she were a tsundere, which she isn’t saying she was or wasn’t, a tsundere would never blatantly reveal they were a tsundere, stupid.

His following her earned a roll of her eyes. Of course he would follow her, and be obnoxious, it was just her luck. He trotted behind, talking and making noise, being so obscenely irritating! It was his persistence and belief that she might actually be his friend that really started to grate on her though. It was something she needed to quell. Squash under the might of her boots, much like the sprouts of other beliefs. With an abrupt halt, she would turn on her heel to face him.

“Tch, look i’m not sure what sort of brain malfunction ails you or if you just can’t take a hint – leave me, I said! That means I do not wish to have you around, cretin. If you wish to bother someone, how about that pathetic saintess?”

well that certainly seemed to piss her off even more than he’d expected it to. she practically exploded at him as he asked the question.  of course a tsundere wouldn’t even answer a question like that.  there was no right answer there. if you answered with a yes, then there was no getting out of it, if you answered no, then that’s exactly what a tsundere would say.  it was a perfect question really.

but it was useless in the end, the girl didn’t seem to want to talk to him even a little bit.  that was no fun.  with that thought he was turning around to leave when something she said caught him by surprise

So willing to reveal his name (sort of), only left a perplexed expression on her face. She quickly masked it with a sneer. “Archer…you really think I care? Don’t flatter yourself.” Her overwhelmingly rude tone was at the forefront of their interaction at present. 

Giving a lazy wave she would turn her back on him like he was nothing. Choosing now to ignore him, though she had the feeling that he was going to see that as a sign of a challenge. If he were to follow her, she would turn her head to glance back and roll her eyes slightly. 

“Great, I am being followed by something, now I am going to have to be bothered to tell people to ignore it.”

a look of confusion flashed over her face before quickly being covered up with a much less friendly face before letting loose a dismissive comment and walking away.

but it was the second thing she said that hit him.  was this girl? no, it couldn’t be, someone like that couldn’t exist.  as he turned just slightly in the direction she was walking in, she let loose a comment, calling him something instead of a person.

quickly following after her, when he hadn’t planned on it before, he began to speak

⍤ : What does your muse’s voice sound like? Is it light? High pitched? Scratchy? Deep? 

✍ : What is your muse’s handwriting like? Is it neat? Sloppy? Fancy?

☕ : Does your muse prefer coffee or tea?

⌚ : Is your muse good with keeping on schedule for meetings, appointments, or events, or are they always late? Or, are they always a bit early?

♿ : Has your muse had any injuries in the past?

☺ : What is your muse’s smile like? Do they smile often?

⚡ : How does your muse feel about storms? Are they afraid of them, or do they calm them?

⚠ : How does your muse react to possibly dangerous situations? Do they face them head-on, or do they plan out their actions first?

☃  : What is your muse’s favorite season? What about their least favorite season, if they have one? 

☂  : Does your muse like rain?

☼ : Does your muse like daytime or nighttime more?

🏨  : How well does your muse sleep?

❤ : What are your muse’s thoughts on love? If they are not in a relationship, do they believe that they will ever find a perfect someone for them?

☘ : Does your muse believe in luck? How about fate?

⚯ : Does your muse have good eyesight? If not, what is it like? Are they nearsighted or farsighted? Or both? Do they use glasses? Or do they prefer contacts?

👓 : If your muse wears glasses, what are their glasses frames like?

♨ : Does your muse have good table manners? How do they feel about bad table manners?

❀ : What is your muse’s opinion about flower crowns?

♬ : Does your muse sing well? Regardless of whether they sing well or not, do they enjoy singing?

📐 : Is your muse good at math? Do they like it, or do they hate it?

♞ : What is your muse’s favorite animal?

εїз : How does your muse feel about bugs and insects?

📱 : Does your muse prefer calling or texting?

☆ : Of the sun, stars, and the moon, which is your muse’s favorite?

ツ : Does your muse prefer lots of friends, or just a few close ones?

The acrobatics of the enemy servant did little to impress her. His sudden appearance left her paying little attention, until he so obnoxiously shouted while standing right in front of her. An annoyed expression was instantly poised on her face. 

“First, I am not deaf, so shut up! Also, do not address me as if we are friends. I don’t even know you.” Of course that didn’t mean she couldn’t get to know him, but that wasn’t exactly high on her list right now…because friends didn’t matter at all. Right?

That said, she would draw her cloak around her in a slightly protective manner, eyeing the man suspiciously for how he was going to proceed. If he continued to be loud, she would likely find a way to seal his lips shut…it was just too bad her noble phantasm was sealed. 

she seemed surprisingly unshocked at the fact that he’d just jumped off a building.  granted, he was used to that type of reaction considering, so many people in little garden performed feats like that. 

she did however seem rather angry at him for talking the way he did.  but that was the way he talked to everyone so he saw no real reason to stop.  however, he would talk a bit quieter, just for her.  especially since like this woman seemed like she’d be far more fun to talk to than to fight