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Moving on to the next thread from >>43483

By the dragon himself, how has it been over a year already?
Thanks for sticking around, folks! Hopefully I can make this chapter 3 congeal into something good soon enough.



[x] Just ask the god that’s always around there for help.

“So what’s the first thing you’re going to say when we get up there, Tanner?” Mokou asks me as the dirt road fades into a set of stone steps.

I’ve gotten used to walking enough that I’m not overly winded, but there is a slight shortness to my breath in conversation when climbing up the steps.

“Well, isn’t it enough to just ask for help finding the frog god?” I reply.

“She is not a god of frogs, Tanner,” Ran notes.

“Wait but isn’t that some kinda characteristic of hers?”

“Ignore that fact. It is a strange quirk to that particular god,” she insists.

“Alright. So I’m going to ask the god that’s always around there for help finding the… she’s an earth god, right?” I continue to ping Ran for the details.

“Correct,” she pongs.

“The god that’s always there? You mean Sanae?” Mokou comments, taking our front and walking up the steps backwards.

I ponder the name for a moment, and inflect, “Sanae… Was that her name?”

I’m beginning to notice that my mind is fizzing out around the edges. I used to recall almost every name in that Gensokyo chronicle and could almost recite some articles full width, especially after I realized that I would probably find any one of those names on the fly (no pun intended) each day. Now, though, I’m having trouble recollecting the appearance of actors that I’ve not interacted with, yet. And that isn’t even to start with the poor decision making my brain is taking.

“Face forward, Fujiwara, the gate is ahead,” Ran nags Mokou’s laxness.

Mokou does as commanded, finding it not the right time to play around with Ran. Each step brings more of the large wooden gate into view. The shrine itself seems to be separated by anothe
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can't he refuse to testify? i know in 'murika you can refuse to testify if you know you will implicate yourself but could tanner refuse to testify if it will implicate hina?
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[Whoops, I forgot to ask you to wait warmly… oh well, I guess we’re continuing cold now]

“Hold, now,” a different male voice interrupts Sanae before she can present her first argument. His tone is brutish and unforgiving if I am being rude. Distinct if I’m being nice. “Explain yourself on the latter point. What ‘clear actions’ are there? This has seemed opposite of what the tengu know, and I believe it should be addressed before anything else.”

“No need to be impatient, friend,” the higher pitched man warns his cohort. “She would get to it within the trial. That being said, I do agree with my compatriot, this topic is extremely important to open the case with for some amount of perspective. If no chair sees it impertinent, would you be willing to speak on this not as your first argument, but as a preliminary, apologist?”

Sanae looks over my way, unsure what to respond. I wave her up, she should be able to talk about this part fairly quickly. It only depends on how much the tengu woman is going to poke at her arguments. She’s keenly aware of that being the case, after all.

“Uhm, right…” Sanae mutters, sitting back down and scattering her notes across the table, searching for the page that can help her. The room waits in silence, only perturbed by the pages flipping and Sanae’s growing frustration in the moment. “Just one second, I need to find the note for that one… aha!”

She stands up again, the silhouettes jump back to attention, waiting for her to start.

“By ‘clear action’ I mean steps that can reduce damages another event would have, if not stop it before anything happens. Ran Yakumo had sealed off the area, what we would say as quarantining it. Then Tenshi Hinanawi was contacted to help purify the misfortune, ultimately separating Hina Kagiyama from Shion Yorigami. These two steps would not be hard to do again, should it be needed,” Sanae brandishes the previous event in a simplified description. Perhaps overly simplified, given the logistics of it all, but it should be easy enough to follow that the logistics can be ignored.

“Hold, apologist,” the tengu woman retorts, standing to argue. She
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Honestly, as a voter/reader who anticipated this outcome, I'm ever so slightly miffed we didn't get a chance to vote on whether we should've gone up to testify or not. Especially seeing as how our presence and testimony bit us on the butt.

Us refraining from testifying due to the concussion would've made us look bad, but it would've prevented the prosecution from pressing as to the circumstances either surrounding it or how we sustained injuries.

Looking at the case wholly, I probably would've gone with an argument that there's been multiple other incidents that warrant the same, if not, higher reactionary forces than Hina's. What makes Hina's case special? Is it because it's happened so close to the mountain? In which case, if it's a matter of the Tengu getting uppity because of proximity, then there may be a case of overstepping jurisdiction because of paranoia. But we still don't know where Yukari is.

The tool idea to act as as a warning tool in case of a fusion or high-density misfortune was a good compromising idea, but the tengu apparently doesn't want that.

As much as I hate to say it, feels like the options presented don't really give a clear path and I can't think of any potential write-ins at the moment. I'll have to get back to this later.

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The veil had fallen.

Someone was bound to pick it up.

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(X) Just go empty-handed and excuse-without.

Very happy this is back
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(X) Just go empty-handed and excuse-without.

Hey, you're back! Just a little bit after I finished reading through "Kurodani Yamame Has no Gods" no less.
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(X) It would be worth it. Shut up.

What worth does a dango bunny have without dango?

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I open the blank scroll, pick up a brush, and begin writing.
"Today, on the 6th August, another outsider got killed." I stop at that single line, and sigh. I really want to add more, but I must stick to what I know, and maintain the archive perfectly. I want to add that he was extremely incoherent, and got killed by the militia after he snatched a sword and threatened to kill them if they got closer.
I put the brush down, carefully, and I stretch. Trying to forget the sight of his mangled body is an exercise in itself, but keeping notes is sadly all I can do. Speaking of which, let's see just how many outsiders are still alive by now.
"Five outsiders got in Gensokyo after their bus got lost..." Five, right. Three of them died before they could reach the village, and the fourth one died yesterday in the evening. Meaning there's only one left, and that poor sap probably doesn't feel all right.

I pick up my cane, and slowly walk to the window. At least today is relatively quiet.
"You got a new dead outsider? Can I eat him?"
And there she goes.
"They already cremated him. And by the way, I didn't give you my keys, how did you come in?"
"I made a spare."
I can't help but smile, and she does the same. Youkais are a troublesome lot, but I don't mind that one.
"Why visit me today? Are you bored again?"
"I finished my book. Got another one?"
Her eyes land on my weak leg, and her smile briefly disappear while her eyes grow enraged. She opens her mouth, but closes it after a while.
"I just might. As long as you tell me why you're really here."
She looks at me, a surprised look on her face, and turns away, her cheeks blushing. "...I wanted to see you."
"But you come almost every nigh-"
"That's different!" She cuts me, which is rather unusual for her. "I felt like I needed to see you. The youkais are whispering, you know? They say that the humans in the village will soon turn on each others, and that already they're killing each others!"
I hold back a sigh. "It's different, he was
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[X] Check.

I stand up, and slide the door open. The garden is full of little girls, all wearing the same identical white skirts, and they're all looking at the night sky, staring at falling stars. Every star followed by excited screams, and mumbled prayers. I stare for a few seconds, before Tycho sends me another message.

...ha. I see.
Even more people like him, huh. I swallow my saliva nervously, fearing the worst. For all its flaws, I still love Gensokyo, and Tycho has absolutely no attachment or respect for it. I wouldn't put it above it to tear it down.
"I though I told you to stay inside?"
I turn around, and come face to face with the attractive doctor.
"I'm still inside."
"How is your leg?"
I stretch a bit. "Fine. Thank you."
"...I see."
"You were about to say something?"
"Your association with that dragon in the mud, it's not a good idea."
I shrug, trying to hide my confusion; "It's all I have right now, you know full well that a human without protection is already dead in Gensokyo."
"I heard of a witch living in the forest who does well for herself."
"Ha. Yeah, but the Kirisame daughter is a genius, one of a kind. Ever since she left, her family's fortune has been doing downhill."
"What about that warrior at your village?"
I shiver. "The samurai. He's a killer, I'd rather not talk about him, he's kind of an untouchable, if that makes sense."
She sits down beside me, staring at the sky. I notice she doesn't pay attention to the falling stars, and just stares at the moon. "I met a few untouchables back then. You might hate him, but he's necessary."
I sit down as well, caressing my leg. "I do not hate him, he's a cousin. We're both... second or third generations here, so the rest of the village doesn't take to us well, but he just scares me."
We both stay silent. Doctor Yagokoro staring at the moon, and me staring at her.

[] "I want to get Tycho out of Gensokyo."
[] Wait.
[] Stare at the
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[X] Stare at the moon as well.

Need more Insight.
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Well... Keep going, or give up here?

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Have you ever thought what makes someone human? I know that’s quite cliché for where I am, but that doesn’t stifle my wonder. That seems to be a lot of what I’m doing right now. Wondering. Or maybe wandering? Sitting in bed, or rather futon, at the early hour of a morning is always like this. Just a constant stream of random nonsense for which some piece of coherent thought may stay to be what I think of for the rest of the day. If it can get attention next to its neighbor, the hangover. This one is light but no less annoying, like a small buzz somewhere in the farthest corner of my head.

A call from another room, “food’s about ready! You should be up by now!”

Ah the dilemma, to trudge out of the comfort of sheets and start the day or to remain in comfort with a lighter belly. Not a choice for me, as the footsteps approaching the door forecast the next few seconds.

“I’m not your mother, so stop making me get you out of bed and start your day already,” she announces with an authority enough to vibrate the room. I follow the command to suit with no haste in the slightest. Bidding farewell to my light conscious and greeting my now painfully aware of fuzz in the back of my head self. That won’t make today fun. Seeing that I’m following orders, my host gives a quick harumph and returns to the kitchen. Leaving me to lift my body off the ground.

Enough dramatics, though. I get up with that little extra effort needed for a futon instead of a standing bedside and change into my usual day clothes. This is no more than a simple white folded sleeve button up shirt and some old brown khakis with amounts of pencil lead staining the upper legs. It sounds simple, but I think it looks good for any occasion. The look is only really completed by the shoes, but I need to leave them off inside due to tradition in Japan. Maybe I should wear a tie to recover the lost professionalism.

Thoughts for another time, my benefactor will kill me if the food goes cold before I’ve had it. A quick bathroom run to wash my face and I’m at the kitchen in ample time. Just a moment late, as the kind lady has already set out the plates and is now sitting down at the low table.
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Birds have been told. Fuck yes.

Regis must really be out of it to still not recall Mokou's article.
He's really gonna enjoy palming his face when eventually does.
Then again, that article makes her out to be some kind of ninja, so maybe it'll cause further (hilarious) misunderstandings. (That article always amuses me.)

Anyway, the choices to me read like: go find her directly (Suwako?); go in and ask someone else (Kanako); and just ask Sanae.
Now, being direct has its uses at times, as we just saw, but this is a shrine and just walking in and sniffing about is highly rude if not borderline sacriligious.

So, I vote to just ask Sanae; I see no reason why she would refuse and dealing with gods requires some sense of decorum, such as first approaching the one whose job is literally to be the gods' intermediary.
Just try to stomach the inevitable proselytising.

[x] Just ask the god that’s always around there for help.

Also, it'd be quite interesting to see this dynamic: A science teacher and a (somewhat modern) ex-high school student with at least a passing interest in the sciences.
Kanako could also make for an interesting conversational partner in less pressing times.
All these modernised people should be a nice change of pace for ol' Regis.
Just don't forget our goal of Suwako, teach.

P.S. New thread time? Guess we hit the limit because the thread isn't getting bumped on the front page anymore.
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>"She probably appreciated that but doesn’t want to say so."

Possible tsuntsun Ran points in exchange for momentary incarceration?
This is an absolute win!
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Hop in, loser. Your fluffy tails have moved to a new thread.

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[x] Apologize to Suwako, explain, pull Byakuren aside.
 [x] ...to talk about the booze.

Tragically, perfect, refined solutions would need to wait until all crises were under control. In fact, what I needed now was a… ‘solution’ that, frankly, disgusted me. I nudged Byakuren aside, took a deep breath, and I…

I bowed to Suwako. I bowed deep and firm, like a subordinate apologizing for a screw-up. And worse, my speech followed suit. “My deepest apologies, dear goddess. The mastermind of a kidnapping kerfuffle had sought to ensnare your shrine maiden in her schemes. I have chased that scoundrel down and confined her within my domain, but when Sanae wished to contribute to her punishment, I could not in good conscience deny her.”

Byakuren huffed, annoyed further that I had pushed her away. But Suwako hummed, her desires shifting from protection to confirmation. “And this mastermind was…?”

Reading the faintest ebb in Suwako’s tension, I rose to a far shallower bow. “Lady Futatsuiwa, I’m afraid.”

“Ah, of course.”

Here, I dared allow my brow a decided twitch. This goddess had barely involved herself in the matter. In fact, I rose entirely from my bow to stare into her narrow eyes. “Oh? You sound quite confident, all of a sudden.”

She just grinned back at me. “What? You don’t think our own worshippers would fail to notice such a ‘kerfuffle,’ or that none of them might have been driven to another ‘temple’ while it went on, surely. Or,” she leaned in close, “did you think I had no investigative capabilities of my own?”

I huffed, nudging her back. That told me nothing! “They were a profoundly slippery bunch. I doubt you could have discovered so much entirely on your own.”

She swung back, daring to shrug at my probi
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[X] I yoinked Byakuren off of Kokoro, and slipped away, alone, with my wife.
I have my priorities.
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[X] I slipped away to address the mysterious shrine maiden’s arrival.
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[X] I slipped away to address the mysterious shrine maiden’s arrival.

Reimu is always where the trouble is.

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[x] A stroll somewhere exotic. We could compare our philosophies and spells.

“Perhaps a trip to some dark, mysterious forest?”

“A dark forest, really?”

I pulled away from her. Clasping my hands behind my back, I strolled toward the gate. “Why? Are you afraid I’ll do anything… inappropriate?”

“What? Why would I even think that?”

Still clasping my hands, I shrugged. “Why, indeed?”

And yet, after a few steps, she fell in line beside me. “Surely, there’s somewhere better we can go.”

“Hm.” I chuckled. “Why yes, I think I know just the place.”

“Oh? Where is that?”

“Let’s allow it to be my little surprise, darling.”

She pouted. “Very well.”

Waiting barely until we left the gate, I unhooked my hands, grabbed one of hers, and dragged her toward the lightning-singed tree I’d come from. With a hop and skip, we’d returned to the infinite void and, from there, come out from another damaged tree, this time by a coarse dirt pathway, winding in switchbacks up a mountain face.

She frowned. “A dark forest on a mountain. Your wisdom impresses me, dear.”

“Oh, hush. You’ll see its beauty soon enough.” I offered her my elbow. She glanced at it, a mask of uncertainty flickering across her face before she shook her head and linked her arm with mine. Together, we began a trek up the mountainside.

I breathed in the thin but crisp, mountain air, feeling its chill touch on my skin. “So, how was your temple today.”

She sighed. “For some mysterious reason, your presence has them rattled. Perhaps we should spend our nights at your place, instead.”

I gasped in mock shock. “Why, you’re not trying to kick me out, are you?”

“Oh dear, no. Why, I believe you had to lose to accept sleepi
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Ah, right. Hmhm.

>>44072 I'll formally rule this a valid write-in.
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[X] Apologize to Suwako, explain, pull Byakuren aside...
 [x] ...to talk about the booze.

The booze mustn't flow.
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And in the backshine of departing stars, the rabbits fancied they had an understanding.

The veil fell.

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(X) “Was this place a restaurant?”
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(x) “How do you feel about kissing?”

No way this could go wrong
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Here comes the new thread link!

>>43947

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He apologized first to the girl. “Sorry,” Kigaku mouthed to Kyouko.

“Sorry,” she echoed as the prophet bowed in shame.

“No—um. It’s alright. Really.” The book-girl shrugged in resignation. “I’ve memorized the contents, more or less. And it was only a matter of time until something like that would burst into flames, so it was only inevitable.”

And why would that be the case?

“Because,” she said, her orange eyes falling onto the yamabiko. The girl was half a word into her next sentence until she cut herself short, instead muttering to herself. She hunched over, and, as if the prophet and his companion didn’t even exist, she circled around, mumbling non-words all the while.

“Um. Hello?” Kyouko took a nervous step back and retreated to behind the prophet. “I’m not liking this, Ametsuchi.”

The man silently agreed. It was not just her demeanor, either: Both the prophet and the youkai sensed malintent. And though the book-girl seemed innocuous at first glance, a spell of malevolence took to the air around her.

Kigaku nodded to his assistant. “Excuse me. Miss?

Kyouko relayed, though her voice barely carried over—she was busy pressing her face into the prophet’s back, cowering all the while. But no amount of decibels would have swayed the orange-haired girl: She was entranced. This was an unfortunate setback for the prophet—he had prior business with the bookkeeper, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

The prophet opened his lips. ‘Miss,’ he mouthed.

The girl stopped in her tracks, her glazed eyes turning to the man.

Forgive me, but I’ll be intruding.’ He took a step forward, and, delicately, the prophet put a hand to her left shoulder.

She recoiled, jumping back at the man’s touch. The girl looked like she was a moment from screaming, but instead, gray haze was forcibly expelled from her mouth. It materialized into a shape, vaguely human,
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[x] It would be found in due time. So Kigaku returned to the temple.
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[x] He would not wait. So Kigaku went back to Hieda to ask about the Magatama.
Okay, I caught up with this whole shebang and now realise that there's a lot more going on than I remembered. Still curious about his whole deal with the temple, but boulli-ing Akyuu takes priority. Besides, she looked worse for wear, and it might be a good idea to save her from herself.
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[x] It would be found in due time. So Kigaku returned to the temple.

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Whilst futo's old english and way of talk is one of her charms, One dost not wish nor hath time to write a entire story in it for my sake and thy time's sake, please understand.OK its because am lazy alright
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"... A world where every human may take a chance to cling onto their own density, a world where humans may explore this wonder world to their hearts. YES Hijiri that is the world I desire! Under Taoism of course." The elegant and charismatic one and only Crown Prince exclaimed!

Art thee words that were most likely being said in the room behind me. As for I, thou might wonder? hmph! The most brave and courageous job, of guarding thy door! yes this noble job of mine, is however in constant threat. As right beside me is a fearsome yokai. Or should I say YOKAIS, yokies?... THE POINT BEING the nerve of this despicable temple have brought two beasts to this meeting of thy's, THAT THEE CALLED FOR, is utter BULLSHIT

But if its thine own fate to be fallen in this hallway protecting the Crown prince's chamber THEN IT SH--" soooo hey Futo." huh?? Thy Yokai with blue hair and for some reason cloth covering thine beautiful sky texture haired is speaking to one? Thy other Yokai which seems to be asleep to A UNTRAINED EYE hast not moved a muscles, or more to be precise not moved a cloud.

" Thou wishes to speak to me?"

"..."

"..."

"So the temple is having a party and I was"----

BANG
"Alright Futo pack your things and lets leave, this was a complete waste of my time,much like Buddhism of course." The number one and only CROWN PRINCE said as she burst out of the room, were'est the wretched devilish monk than began to scream as loud as a monk usually screams.

"Do you really want to do this? Miko? ... after what you said there will only be one of us st
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Elizabethan English doesn't remotely work that way.
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>>43514 Tis a shame shall I really just write normally instead of trying to halfass it?

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Lesson 1: Cirno

Hello, and welcome everyone. This is the first colloquium I will be hosting for my research into the ecology and lives of youkai and related beings. Thank you to the village elders for sponsoring this research. Before I begin with the first lecture, there is some organizational topics I need to discuss.

First of all, each lecture will be some fifteen to thirty minutes, maybe more depending on the amount of content I’ve prepared, and the number of questions asked. Please ask questions, I have not covered everything. Each lecture will be held here in the public school on Saturdays in the early afternoon by announcement, so it will not be every week. I thank Miss Kamishirasawa for allowing this to be held here. And no, I’m not technically a teacher yet, so I don’t have the right to come in here on my own authority.

For those of you that do not know me, my name is Tanner Regas, an outsider who wandered in. I’m attempting to make a curriculum for the public school that is more focused on some basic sciences and mathematics. Reason for this is that I was a high school physics teacher… someone who taught young individuals their basic curriculum, and I saw that there was an opening for such a position here.

A: “How come you aren’t dead if you’re from the outside?”

I was left in the village proper. I don’t know why I was in the village proper to begin with, but whatever.
So I went for the position, after I got dumped here, that is.

Any further questions about me personally can be held until after the colloquium. Transcripts of which will be recorded by the servant of Lady Hieda present. Thank you for your hard work.

Onto important topics, the class itself; this course will be describing the life, physiology, and general attributes of whatever research subject I have been working with before each lecture. Some cursory observations on things like their daily routine, or inductive hypothesis on a species as a whole will be given at my own discretion. I will be sure to write whatever sources I used as peripheral here on the board. Importantly, I made sure reference Lady Hieda’s own effective youkai encyclopedia, the Per
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[x] Remilia Scarlet
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Lesson 12: Hecatia Lapislazuli

Hello again, and welcome to the classroom. I’ve been informed that this should be my final lecture.

Kasen: “Ahem. That is indeed the case.”

Do not worry, I won’t ask for a written test at the end. Though I would like to thank everyone who attends or has attended to these. For all the efforts and trials I’ve been through, these were still so very fun to present.

Anyway, I at least get to make the joke that I’ve been to hell and back for today’s lecture. I haven’t had minor beings for the last few lectures and today’s tops it with the most powerful known being in Gensokyo, Hecatia Lapislazuli.

Hecatia: “I feel honored.”
Cirno: “Well professor, actually-“
*Kasen whacks Cirno*

The goddess of various hells, boundaries, and witchcraft. The ruler of all unwanted freewheelers. The three-bodied deity. You get the point. There won’t be much philosophical or scientific waxing today as the topics involved are all independently dense enough to cover.

As always, I’ll start with some basic description on Hecatia herself. Hecatia Lapislazuli is a goddess appearing as a mid-thirties woman with red hair and eyes. She often wears a t-shirt with the decal ‘welcome hell’ and a multicolored skirt. No shoes, oddly.

H: “Depends on the day. Sometimes I follow tradition, others I have to complete my getup.”
I was about to ask why not all the time, but I’ll just chalk it to Greek god.

Most importantly, she wears a collar with three planetoid bodies chained to it and a headwrap to let one sit on her head. Her hair and eye color will change depending on the planetoid atop her head. I’ll come back to what the orbs are in a direct statement shortly.

Her personality comes off cocksure, but she has the power to back it up, so it is merited. She is otherwise a pleasant conversationalist and very empathetic to others. This is surprising as it contradicts her appearance in stereotypically rebellious clothing by outside world standards.

H: “Wait, wait, wait. That is clearly stereotyping.”
Kyouko: “Is she a fan of punk rock?”
H: “Yes. I appreciate th
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I'm sad you never got to cover Momiji.
It was a nice story though, hope to see Tanner again.

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