call me out v. 14.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

Comments

[gemuinemanagement]

If we defeat her, I won't have to anymore.

[That's what Mandricardo means, right?]

[duranduel]

Well, I'm just...sayin' in general. You don't have to deal with it, even from evil spirits.

[gemuinemanagement]

I'll be okay. But thank you.

[Deeper into the forest they go. It looks like a normal forest, but there's definitely a Bad Feeling the further they head.]

[duranduel]

[A bad feeling....he doesn't need to be a mage to feel that. He gestures to Suga.]

Stay behind me. [He shifts his sword in his grip.] I don't want you out front.

notifs!! why!!

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga nods, staying close behind Mandricardo. Just in time, too.

The area around them darkens, and something emerges from the trees. She might have been a beautiful woman, once, before she was twisted into a being made of hate.

That smell
That smell that I hate
You've brought it back here, disgusting boy]

[duranduel]

Oh, there she is...

[And wow. She's....quite the awful sight. Mandricardo stiffens, but he's ready to fight, pointing his wooden sword at her.]

Leave him and this village alone! I'll take care of ya this time-!

[And he's already leaping into action to swipe his sword heavily at her.]

why are fight scenes

[gemuinemanagement]

[The sword connects, causing the Kotori Obake to recoil in pain.

HATE HATE HATE

She tries to take a swipe at him with her hands that are more like claws - but even if he isn't able to dodge, one of the glowstones around his neck will break and keep her from touching him.]

FIGHT SCENES ARE SO MUCH

[duranduel]

[Ah, there goes a charm.]

Ha! [And he's nodding at Suga to stay back as he races in again, walloping her across the chest, then the head.]

Stay back! Begone!

i'm here for the soft gay i'm sorry

[gemuinemanagement]

[It's hard to stand back and watch, but Suga knows he'd do more harm than good if he tried to step in. So he backs up, fervently hoping for Mandricardo's safety.

The Kotori Obake shrieks in pain, though the strikes don't draw blood. (Not every ghost has blood to draw.) She tries to go for his head this time, but a second charm breaks and sends her backward.]

its okay the hurt/comfort might be coming

[duranduel]

[And this is the thrill of the fight - the remnant of that heroic spirit (pun not intended) that drives him, fuels him in moments like these. He was a king that brought down horrific monsters with his bare hands. She'll just be one of many.]

[More bludgeoning from him, now, more confidence rising as he hacks at her like aiming on cutting down a tree. This is what he was summoned for. To take care of a threat, to serve his Master. He has to be careful with the durability of his weapon, but-]

We'll get rid of her-! [He says, glancing back at Suga.] You got enough mana for a Noble Phantasm-?

[He hardly wants to make his Master collapse out of the blue, but it might be what's needed.]

yesss

[gemuinemanagement]

[She retaliates, of course. And those charms won't last forever - at some point her attacks will actually connect. And she tends to go for the face.

Suga nods fervently. He can definitely manage one Noble Phantasm, even if he might need help walking out of this forest after.]

[duranduel]

[A wooden sword, of course, may not be the best defense. A claw lances across his face and it sends him falling back, wincing from how much it hurts.]

[Ah, but he can't falter here-!]

Alright-! One Noble Phantasm comin' right up-!

[He takes a flying leap into the air - Brigliadoro, his steed, comes racing out from the jungle at his call. This is it-!]

...There’s no sword in my hand. Even so there’s a sword. The sword of glory. [He jumps on Brigliadoro's back, raising his sword, glowing and burning like a fire.] Unbroken and unmatched. Even if it’s only this one time!

[He ignores the pain, swinging the sword down with all the strength he can muster. It has to hit, it has to-!!!]

Serment de Durandal-!!!

[The sword cracks completely into two from the blow. The durability of wood can only be so much.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[The sword connects. There is a horrible, ghastly noise, and then...

At the same time as the Kotori Obake dissipates into so much mist, Suga's knees hit the ground. They really aren't kidding when they say Noble Phantasms take a lot out of you, huh...]

[duranduel]

[It's done.]

[But oh, he can definitely feel how much that's taken out of his Master. He guides Brigliadoro back, leaping off onto the ground so he can rush over.]

Hey! H-Hey. [Without even a thought, he's bending down to grasp his shoulders.] Mas...I mean. Suga. You okay...?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga nods, signing sluggishly.]

Just exhausted. Sorry.

[duranduel]

D-Do you want me to carry you back? I probably took a lot out of ya. I'm sorry...

1/2

[gemuinemanagement]

You defeated her. I can't thank you enough, you have nothing to be sorry for.

[gemuinemanagement]

...but I could probably use the help.

[duranduel]

[He blushes faintly at the praise, but now he has something to focus on, here.]

[Nodding, he'll just, with no warning, move to scoop him up into his arms.]

Let's go back.

[He would use his horse, but Brigliadoro never stays summoned for very long.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[aaaaaaaaaaaa

Suga hides his bright red face in Mandricardo's shoulder. Th-this is really... a compromising position, huh...]

[duranduel]

...

[Oh, he's hiding his face.]

You okay, there?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Nods.]

Just a little embarrassed.

[duranduel]

E-Embarrassed? Ah, am I holdin' you wrong?

[Now he's a bit red!!]

[gemuinemanagement]

Not wrong, but... this is kind of romantic, isn't it...?

[duranduel]

[OH, THAT'S A BLUE SCREEN.]

[He's sputtering.]

I-I didn't realize! I can put you down now! Put you over my shoulder....ah, no, that's like treatin' you like a bag of potatoes....ah.....ah, I'm real sorry!!