#arata 01

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Everything has started to calm down. Though whether is was from the aftermath of the fights or compromise was something Ratatosk couldn’t even fathom on. There was something different about the Summon Spirit as of lately that others couldn’t tell- was it because there was nothing to fight? No, that wasn’t it. 

It was more like the desperation of loneliness. Things like ‘being lonely’ shouldn’t be able to bother him, being a millennia-old spirit, but deny it as he tries, it still clenches onto him. 

astraltrinity

the holy grail? a cup meant to grant wishes? this didn't seem entirely out of the ordinary, given her upbringing, but at the same time, that seemed way too powerful for something from maple-land.  the amount of power needed for that would be immense, and she needed to figure out what was causing it, especially since it seemed to have chosen her.

but the first thing she needed to do was figure out what was meant by "servant" she couldn't seem to remember much else besides the fact that she needed to go to the library once she found her "servant"

but first, her living arrangements, fuyuki city hyatt hotel room 1014, this was the place.  the marks on her hands began glowing as she turned the door knob opening it, and walking to what would be her housing for as long as this war went on.

upon inspection it seemed rather normal, a bed, a table, a small kitchen, a boy about her age sitting on the bed, examining his surroundings intently.  wait...

in the space of half a second, she'd pulled a rifle from her thighs, pointing it at the boy's head