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Here today, gone tomorrow, maybe to appear again another day... Arturia has been dropped for you! Thank you for playing her as you did!

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────── » ⌜📷⌟  Good, there’s at least one person he...knows. Recognises would be a better word but either way she’s gorgeous and it’s a ball, so he’s gonna take a deep breath and approach.

Cynthia had a hankering for some cold drinks and decided Castella Café was the best place to fulfill her needs.  The sheep were mildly off putting -- especially when they took her order -- but overall it was a relatively quaint place.  They told her she could pet the sheep while she waited, but frankly the idea was just unnerving to her.  She wouldn’t pet a human waiter so why would she pet a sheep waiter!

As she contemplated the complexities of this strange new society she was living in, a human waitress was approaching her with her food.  Cynthia sat up in her seat in excitement as the food was placed in front of her.  “Thank you very mu-- oh!”  She leaned towards the girl and gasped.  “You have a sword!  I have a spear!  Well, I left it at home because it seemed silly to keep it with me but I think I just changed my mind.”  She looked up at her.

 ooh miss saber ooh, strike me down with that big ol sword (which, coincidentally, you can keep! we stole all the magic fun stuff out of it and your armour, though. it’s what keeps shrek’s wool compact!)

 we hope you enjoy your stay over in hummingbird hotel room #710!

          » ⌜📷⌟   Right, so death was a thing that happened. Clearly it was the behemoth in the room that he really didn’t want to think about too loudly. He tried to keep his mind off the impending thought of him...well...failing his friends and leaving them for some kind of mystical afterlife he never knew about by going through his photos and taking care of the chocobo death was so kind to give him. Did it help? Nah, he still had to force a smile but it was something he was used to.

Time and beauty can be captured in still frames, even now. All it took was the right lightning, maybe a good filter at times, but some things stood out on their own. One such thing being the cute, and amazingly delicious looking, pastries and cakes at a charming cafe near his path. He stops, focuses behind his camera on a specific sight, but is suddenly capture in a much more stunning beauty, a blonde woman eating the cake he was focused on. He stares, caught in what he’s seen for a full minute before he realises he was starring and much like the awkward man he is, he stumbles backwards, shoving a chair with a loud screech. 

    Heroic Spirits; heroes of varying degrees, from different regions and eras, summoned forth to aid their master in a battle to the death against other heroes.

      It would be a lie if Merlin said she hadn't been expecting to come across one of the knights at some point, whether it having been Sir Kay or King Arthur themselves. However...

      The King Arthur of this timeline appeared to be a woman.

      Where was Arthur? Her Arthur, the king she had practically raised? No one seemed to have to answer, either equally as confused as she in regards to this kings gender, or merely shrugging and moving forward with their tasks, uncaring of the casters plight. Of course, a few answered her questions with one of their own - Why are you a woman yourself?

    Ugh. No one seemed to hold the answer she desired. A few simply told her to question the king herself, if she was so deeply bothered.

    Who had the time to confront their problems directly? Certainly not she. A lie. She had all the time in the world, and always would. Besides, which would she even speak to on the matter? She'd only been there a few days at most, and already had identified at least six different versions of this "King Arthur" among their ranks. Which would have the answers? The shortest one seemed to idiotic to know what she wanted. There was the one dressed in all black, but they seemed to preoccupied with their food to care. The blue one? She seemed more sane then the others, and not as stupid as the short one.

      Fine. Fine. If no one was going to give her the information she wanted, then it appeared the caster would have to confront the problem directly. Ugh. Why can I not ever take the easy way out?

      Pouting like a spoiled child, Merlin practically stomped over to the saber, arms crossed and brow furrowed.

Welcome to Amaranth, Arturia!

Your welcome bag contains your Telepiece, a key coupon for Spiral’s End housing, and a foam sword. How threatening. You’ll be paired with Takane Enomoto!

Have fun with your eternity!

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