HAIL TO THE GREATEST PUPPETEER.

                            ——   WELCOME, TO MY GEHENNA .  ——

       “TRULY, I MAY NOT be able to offer much support, especially when I mostly rely on what little I have, but I truly thank you for having me....” A small, uncertain smile; Curie never liked war, but as she is in one at present, then there’s really not much of a choice. “I know that everyone expects the most out of me, especially given the vessel I occupy at present....but it does get hard. I really should think that they were expecting someone else; nobility, probably? Someone more suited? My wish is small, and yet....”

       “I WORK, AND THAT’S THAT.” There’s really nothing to it; if this girl was going to keep pushing and prodding at her business, then Curie sees no reason to continue bantering with her. She was always rather volatile no matter how much she hated to admit it; a little bit and she gets slightly riled up, hard frowns pressed and nerves throbbing as they tick! “If you’re going to upkeep this behavior, Master, I am afraid that I shall have you out of my room post-haste. For short,” she says, placing an emphasizing beat before speaking, “if you’re going to insult me in my own sanctum, get the hell out.”

       But as soon as she says, it, a hand flies to her mouth; no, no, she wasn’t supposed to say that! “Wait, no, I....! That wasn’t what I intended to....!”

       A DIFFERENT EXISTENCE promised a non-existent hunger, and yet, she feels it far more than what is allotted, what is allowed. She knows not whether it is the will of the one she has politely borrowed or something else, but she keeps heart - she smiled on in hopes of numbing the hunger pangs thrumming at her stomach. Curie ought to have gotten used to this, she really ought to, but a single, most embarrassing growl (not a peep, but a prolonged melody of agony!) escaped from her stomach, prompting a hand to fly straight to her mouth in shock. Mortification soon followed after upon realizing that someone else was within the vicinity; at the opportune time to hear that offending noise in question.

       “.....A-Ah.....” Curie stammered, quickly straightening herself up in an instinctive display of defense against none other than one who has defended many; her against a strategist, surely she would lose! “.....Ah, I...I do apologize....!” Best to lay down arms. 

* 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴 : Aozaki Touko * 𝙰𝙶𝙴 : 34 (LEMII), 28 (KnK) * 𝙷𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 : 165cm * 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙴𝚂 : Human / Magus * 𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 : Female * 𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 : Japanese * 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 : August 8 1970 * 𝚂𝚄𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽 : Leo * 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 : London, England, UK (LEMII, F/SN), Mifune City, Japan (KnK) * 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂 : Single (verse dependent, multiship) * 𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 : True / Chaotic Neutral | Neutral Good * 𝙳𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙺 : Coffee, tea, wine, sake * 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝙳 : Western food, ramen * 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙾𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 : Night * 𝚂𝙽𝙰𝙲𝙺𝚂 : Pizza, scones, afternoon tea, fine or cheap chocolates * 𝙿𝙴𝚃 : N/A * 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚄𝚁 : Red / Orange * 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁 : Roses (Red) * 𝚂𝙴𝚇𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 : Bisexual demiromantic * 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴 : Well proportioned. * 𝙴𝚈𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁 : Red * 𝙷𝙰𝙸𝚁 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁 : Red