- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Quite open to most general genres, like fantasy (usually more urban fantasy), science fiction, slice of life, etc.
"Yes, perhaps another place would be more appropriate to talk about something as grand as the Murder Games. I imagine it's quite the long story. One that would go well with tea," an unfamiliar female voice spoke from behind.
She looked to be in a somewhat battered condition, judging from her torn up clothes that resembled that of a nun's, and her ruffled up hair.
"Ditto with the broad," the young man from earlier said, appearing beside her. In contrast, the boy appeared to still be perfectly fine, and Lancer was still nowhere to be seen, presumably drawn away, "We've got a lot of talking to do. And we're a little pressed on time, so if you don't mind... Shall we be on our way?"
"Ahaaaa... what happened to you, miss? And who are you anyway? And why are you all battered-up lookin' anyway?"
"Are you really in a position to ask questions at the moment?" The young woman shot back in response, "To keep it short, my name is Ciel. The head Executor of Fuyuki City, one Kirei Kotomine, has requested my services here. Such a pain to travel here from Misaki Town, but I made do. As for my condition, I'm fine, but... Tch. Having my heart be destroyed is quite painful. That's all I will say."
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