( closed ) always expect the unexpected

[dereban]

[ This was not as planned. Definitely not as planned. That much was evident — especially since she had not been planning on summoning an actual person. All she did, really, was read a rumor on the 2ch boards (she knew that she shouldn't have trusted it, but her curiosity got the better of her) that she would be able to summon up her courage to confess and that it would have an immediate effect. And that effect was a definite yes from the person she liked. (Whose name was Emiya Shirou, someone who went to the same school as she did and was in the same year, but, well, didn't know her very well since they weren't in the same class.)

Inaba was not good with her feelings at all, especially not when it came to feelings of love.

She closed herself up, and kept to herself most of the time. Which was why she decided to give it a try, regardless of the fact that it probably wouldn't work. It was a simple task: all she had to do was draw a magic circle around her room and place her fingers between her legs, curiously, as she let out a heated sigh-- but then she saw the glow and then someone appeared. In her room.

While she was barely wearing anything (she was just in her lingerie, a lace black bra and underwear), staring at the intruder with dead eyes.

This was definitely not as planned.

And now she's been completely humiliated that she was seen masturbating by some... some stranger. ]

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[swordboning]

You are my Master. If you want something, you only need to ask it.

[He's not going to comment on the other questions. His memory is shoddy enough as is. He didn't need to fill her head with false information.]

And I happen to be sitting right here. If you want something that bad, it's simple enough to walk over and ask it.

[dereban]

Nngh...

[ He's frustrating, but he isn't wrong. ]

Fine. [ With a huff, she gets up from her chair and makes her way over to where he's sitting, just standing over him with a flushed face as she asks in a low voice, something that is totally unlike her: ]

W, will you... kiss me, then? And... hold me tightly?

[ Her voice is more high pitched when she asks, unlike her normal, lower pitched voice. And she sounds a bit... unsteady, as if unsure if asking was the right thing to do. But she had him, didn't she? ]

[swordboning]

[The real question was if this was just fulfilling a girl's fantasy or looking after her well being. To say that he didn't want to do any of that would be a lie. Fixing whatever unknown mistakes he had made was part of his stupid redemption process.]

If you ask of it. At least sit down here.

[There's plenty of room on the couch.]

[dereban]

...

[ She bites on her lower lip nervously. Was that a yes? She's not sure. Instead of saying anything, she just sighs in defeat, deciding to sit next to him. He really is tall. It's strange, though... Emiya Shirou was never this tall when she saw him at school. Did he get some sort of growth spurt in the future?

A really big one?

Does she dare ask? ]

Hey. [ You know what, instead of being all strange and fidgety from where she sits, let's ask a more important question! And ignore the fact that she asked something embarrassing earlier. Yes, let's ignore that. ] How old are you? I mean...

[ How does she say this? ]

You said you've been doing this for an eternity, so that's probably the wrong question to ask, but-- hrm. [ Words aren't coming to her properly. It's weird, seeing as she's supposed to be the smart, analytical one. She fidgets a little from where she sits, rubbing her legs together. It's weird. This conversation is too strange. ] Why is your skin like that? Did you just get a permanent sun tan?

[ Inaba Himeko asks the important questions. She doesn't ask about the hair. He might be older than he looks. (She looks around his mid-twenties to her.. minus, the whole, gray hair thing.)

Not that she knows how old Archer is. ]

[swordboning]

[Control yourself, Inaba!]

What are you asking first? If it's about my skin, this is what happens to you when you push yourself past your limits, burn out, but decide to keep going anyway. For people who can use magic, it's essentially a type of punishment.

[Which...for anyone who knew Shirou and knew that he knew some magic, it was almost a guaranteed outcome. That never give up attitude was simply the inevitable cause for his own future.]

If you want to know about my age, I don't know. Your guess is as good as mine.

[Shoddy memory aside, when you've been doing shit for an eternity, you just don't recall these kinds of things.]

[dereban]

[ She is controlling herself. A lot better than other times, honestly. ]

... So basically you got a magical tan.

[ Her words are deadpan, but she smiles and laughs a little. But it's only for that flicker of a second before she frowns. It's... a type of punishment, he said? ]

What kind of magic can you use, anyway? [ She's curious. Plus, it'll at least allow her to calm down a bit. ]

[swordboning]

[Better than she was when Archer first showed up, harharhar.]

If that makes it easiest to understand, yes.

[Again, unless she was completely already into magic knowledge, making it all more commonsense-like but lacking depth was the best way to do things. He diligently answers the questions she asks, at least.]

I can use two spells and that's it. Both are useless to most casters but they're essential for me so don't expect love potions and the like.

[dereban]

[ Very funny. ]

Two spells? And what are they? [ Yes, she's delving in deeper. Don't mind her, she actually likes knowing these things, regardless of how useless it may or may not be. ]

[swordboning]

Reinforcement and Projection. Though I suspect those two words mean nothing to you, really.

[dereban]

Even if it doesn't mean much to me, I can probably take a gander on what it is... but since I don't like being wrong, why don't you just show me?

[swordboning]

You already saw Projection magic. It's how I created the bow and arrow. And reinforcement magic isn't all that visible so it's probably pointless to show off.

[dereban]

... Oh. That's kind of cool. What else can you make with your Projection magic?

[swordboning]

Any sword, shield, ax, lance, or bladed weapon I happen to see or encounter.

[dereban]

I see... That's kind of cool, actually. Though I don't really care much for weapons. [ Ah-- ] Not because I think they're boring, though. I'm just not interested in that kind of thing.

[swordboning]

[He raises an eyebrow.]

Was that a recovery so it didn't look like you'd lose interest in me based on any magical abilities I had?

[dereban]

I, I don't care about that kind of thing, though! [ There's a huff as she jerks her head away from him. Hmph. ] I mean, I think you having magic is amazing in general already.

[ As long as it's not used for the wrong reasons. ]

[swordboning]

In short, it was a recovery. Though, with the way you act, it's hard to tell. So I'm simply going to assume that the things you do or say are directly related to your newfound attraction to me.

[It seems legit. Even if he's saying it to get an embarrassed reaction out of her.]

[dereban]

[ You know what. No, she's not having any of this. She'll be taking that pillow right next to her and attempt- yes, attempt to whack him with it. ]

Don't be an idiot. If you're growing a big head because of what you learned, then you really are an idiot, Archer.

[swordboning]

[Yes, he is suffering under pillow beatings.]

Will you cut that out, idiot.

[Don't steal his favorite insult either.]

[dereban]

Nope. [ She says this with the biggest shit eating grin, holding the pillow away from his face for a bit, still slightly raised but her head is peeking next to said pillow. ]

You called me your Master earlier, so I clearly don't have to listen to what you have to say if you're being so condescending, Archer.

[swordboning]

No, you don't have to. But I still reserve the right to think you enjoy handing out abuse.

[Probably true, to be honest. And yes, he's looking a bit smug too.]

[dereban]

[ Okay, fine. She's throwing that pillow at his face this time without saying a thing, just knitting her brow together as her cheeks redden and pouting at him. ]

... Idiot.

[swordboning]

[It's the typical scene where it hits his face and then slides down.

To top it off, he gives his patented smile, sigh, headshake combo.]

[dereban]

I can't believe you actually just took that, Archer. [ Or rather, he totally could have dodged it, right? ]

[swordboning]

It was either take it and leave you satisfied or to dodge and just anger you more. Which would result it more problems.

What to do seemed pretty obvious.