@autoscoring

A long time ago, Phoenix watched a TV show with Trucy about a girl who used the power of ballet to help a prince recover his heart and save her city from an evil raven and the storyteller who created the plot. It was more screwed up than this synopsis makes it sound, but point it, he’s not unfamiliar with the concept of using dance to fight against enemies.

Why is this relevant here? Well, because, as he spots what seems to be a fellow Servant fighting a group of infected citizens, he can’t avoid but finding her movements as graceful as those from the show. Of course, right here the girl clad in blue is being far more aggressive than Princess Tutu ever was, but the resemblance is still there anyway.

He thinks about stepping in to help her, but to be fair, it doesn’t seem like she really needs his help. Considering the speed of her movements alone, it’s clear that she’s physically much more developed than him. Phoenix would likely be just a burden on her way.

       She must’ve been dreaming. This had to be some kind of nightmare. 

       The encounter itself pretty much boiled down to bad luck. Out of the corner of her eye, the girl could’ve sworn she’d seen something strange. A young man, just another one of the random citizens wandering the streets of Utopia. She didn’t know him personally (she wasn’t that sociable), but what she caught in the edge of her field of vision made it seem as though he’d been suddenly pulled from the peering eyes of the public crowd. 

       Hibiki followed, because of course she did. Despite Kawakami’s earlier warnings against getting into trouble, Hibiki’s chronic hero syndrome had a habit of kicking in without her say. And if it was something she could deal with really quickly, given her Gear and skills, why should she ignore someone in need of saving? 

       She moved with haste, following the sight. Down into an alley, hidden away from the public eye, Hibiki went after the young man, making sure to keep just enough distance to where, if she was just seeing things, she could whistle a cheery tune and pretend she wasn’t doing anything. And if she wasn’t, well, the solution was sorta obvious when she had her Gungnir around her neck.

       But something the girl never could’ve predicted was for her to show up. She knew that smug grin way too well for her face to not twist into one of shock and horror. How? Hibiki had heard of the doll’s fate directly from Maria. She shouldn’t be here. There was no way.

              “Y-You’re... But, that’s not...”

 She would have abandoned this fight long ago, had there been a way to. Without a so-called Master to use her - not that they would have much luck with that - she had no reason to continue, but without a method of escape from this battlefield, she also had no choice.

 At the least, she could vent off some of the frustration, but apparently even that had its flaws. Someone else, evidently also looking for fun, judging by their expression, had swooped in like a hungry predator to pick off the last of the immediate targets. And she thought BRS was bad about spoiling her fun...

When Hakuno even let her gaze drawn upon this person, the only thing she can really be reminded about was Meltlilith. Just her entire nature screamed as a dangerous presence to Hakuno Kishinami. The brunette should have escaped, but it was already too late. Like a fly stuck to a web, there was really no escape. 

“...”

Oh, Miss Kobayashi was absolutely going to love this little welcome basket she’d prepared, she just knew it! She even managed to sneak some of her tail into a few of the cookies and surely, she wouldn’t notice. Ah, she’d finally eat it and realize what she’s been missing! And then she would realize Tohru was the most amazing maid ever and that they didn’t need any of this Master and Servant stuff and they’d get married and be together forever!

It’s with those thoughts that Tohru opened the door to Miss Kobayashi’s new home in this universe, smiling even as she cursed those higher ups for separating her and her love. But... Miss Kobayashi wasn’t there. That would be fine, she could prep everything, maybe lie down on the bed waiting for her... But the room wasn’t empty. There was another person there. Another girl. Her clothes didn’t necessarily look like what Tohru thought a maid should look like, but she had been wrong about Georgie too. Was this... was Miss Kobayashi actually cheating on her? And possibly with another maid?!

The basket fell from her hands, and her smile turned sinister as she bared her teeth.

Welcome to the war Garie!

Your Master will be Koboyashi.

Enjoy your stay, and try to keep your Master alive.