Well, Musashi's been to her fair share of worlds, probably more than her fair share to be honest, but this place really has to take the cake. At least the other Earths had been...Earths. Branched timelines of Proper Human History, but still recognizably Earth.
This place though? This is place is all kinds of new, and Musashi is here for it. And her Spirit Origin hasn't changed back either...or at least, it doesn't feel like it has. She's so weak at the moment she wonders if she still even really counts as a Heroic Spirit, but she still feels like she did as a Berserker during the Waxing Moon Ritual...and honestly, she'll take it. She likes being a Berserker.
She has no trouble taking a seat on the monorail, one arm spread along the back of the row, the other holding a Clari-Tea (with chaser) that she sips as she watches the city go by. "This monorail's nice and all, but wouldn't it have been more fun to walk?" She muses to no one in particular, whoever happens to be closest. "Look at those streets! I'm raring to get down there, what about you?" She waves you closer. "Come on, come on! Join me! It's no fun drinking alone, and this is good tea."
[She can be feeling the aphrodisiac if you're up for it, otherwise I'm good with whatever!]
Invasive Species
At first she wandered over to the pond because, hey, cool pond. The fish were pretty interesting to watch...and even more interesting when they start hurling themselves out of the water at her. Fortunately, Servant or or not, she is still Shinmen Musashi-no-Kami Fujiwara-no-Harunobu, creator of the Niten Ichiryu, and her reflexes are that of a swordswoman who has fought and lived through hundreds of battles. She spins out of the way swiftly, gracefully. "Oops! Not even close!" Watching the fish flop around, she turns back to the pond in consideration...
By the time someone else comes by, Musashi is busy dodging through a storm of fish flinging themselves out of the water at her. So far, none of them seem to have been able to connect. Her movements are graceful, practiced, swift, able to adjust on a split-second's notice to avoid another scaled bullet shooting towards her.
"Hey, you want to get some exercise in? It's fun!" She asks, noticing she's not alone. "Pretty sure it'd be bad to let them touch you though!" Which is going to be more of an issue, since the area surrounding where Musashi is currently "exercising" is...fairly full of flopping fish that missed their (initial) mark.
Joystick Jungle (Closed to Odette)
Now this is some nightlife. Even on its rowdiest evenings, Yoshiwara in Edo couldn't compare. Oh yeah, Musashi thinks she's going to like it here. And when she was so brazenly challenged to test her skill, how could she say no? She's never backed down from a worthy challenge...even a gaming challenge.
It seems it's a doubles-competition though, so she needs a partner (for just a brief moment, she recalls Samson, and smiles at the memory. The Twin Berserkers of Yoshiwara.) if she's going to make Cassady eat her words. One is randomly assigned to her, so she didn't even have to go looking! She's paired with a demure young woman named Odette, and after brief introductions, the games begin.
Musashi rubs the back of her head ruefully. "You know, I was sort of hoping it would be a fight..." She admits, looking at the array of colourful blocks they have to move into a picture. Logical thinking isn't exactly her strong suit right now as a Berserker.
"Isn't it usually best to start with the corners, Odette-chan?" This may not be quite the video game deathmatch she imagined it was, but like hell she's gonna lose! They're gonna figure this puzzle out and it's going to be magical!!
Miyamoto Musashi (Berserker) | Fate/Samurai Remnant
Well, Musashi's been to her fair share of worlds, probably more than her fair share to be honest, but this place really has to take the cake. At least the other Earths had been...Earths. Branched timelines of Proper Human History, but still recognizably Earth.
This place though? This is place is all kinds of new, and Musashi is here for it. And her Spirit Origin hasn't changed back either...or at least, it doesn't feel like it has. She's so weak at the moment she wonders if she still even really counts as a Heroic Spirit, but she still feels like she did as a Berserker during the Waxing Moon Ritual...and honestly, she'll take it. She likes being a Berserker.
She has no trouble taking a seat on the monorail, one arm spread along the back of the row, the other holding a Clari-Tea (with chaser) that she sips as she watches the city go by. "This monorail's nice and all, but wouldn't it have been more fun to walk?" She muses to no one in particular, whoever happens to be closest. "Look at those streets! I'm raring to get down there, what about you?" She waves you closer. "Come on, come on! Join me! It's no fun drinking alone, and this is good tea."
[She can be feeling the aphrodisiac if you're up for it, otherwise I'm good with whatever!]
Invasive Species
At first she wandered over to the pond because, hey, cool pond. The fish were pretty interesting to watch...and even more interesting when they start hurling themselves out of the water at her. Fortunately, Servant or or not, she is still Shinmen Musashi-no-Kami Fujiwara-no-Harunobu, creator of the Niten Ichiryu, and her reflexes are that of a swordswoman who has fought and lived through hundreds of battles. She spins out of the way swiftly, gracefully. "Oops! Not even close!" Watching the fish flop around, she turns back to the pond in consideration...
By the time someone else comes by, Musashi is busy dodging through a storm of fish flinging themselves out of the water at her. So far, none of them seem to have been able to connect. Her movements are graceful, practiced, swift, able to adjust on a split-second's notice to avoid another scaled bullet shooting towards her.
"Hey, you want to get some exercise in? It's fun!" She asks, noticing she's not alone. "Pretty sure it'd be bad to let them touch you though!" Which is going to be more of an issue, since the area surrounding where Musashi is currently "exercising" is...fairly full of flopping fish that missed their (initial) mark.
Joystick Jungle (Closed to Odette)
Now this is some nightlife. Even on its rowdiest evenings, Yoshiwara in Edo couldn't compare. Oh yeah, Musashi thinks she's going to like it here. And when she was so brazenly challenged to test her skill, how could she say no? She's never backed down from a worthy challenge...even a gaming challenge.
It seems it's a doubles-competition though, so she needs a partner (for just a brief moment, she recalls Samson, and smiles at the memory. The Twin Berserkers of Yoshiwara.) if she's going to make Cassady eat her words. One is randomly assigned to her, so she didn't even have to go looking! She's paired with a demure young woman named Odette, and after brief introductions, the games begin.
Musashi rubs the back of her head ruefully. "You know, I was sort of hoping it would be a fight..." She admits, looking at the array of colourful blocks they have to move into a picture. Logical thinking isn't exactly her strong suit right now as a Berserker.
"Isn't it usually best to start with the corners, Odette-chan?" This may not be quite the video game deathmatch she imagined it was, but like hell she's gonna lose! They're gonna figure this puzzle out and it's going to be magical!!