Random Crossing Zone (pop in and out character rp)

[Vinestar]

Welp, here we go again. The Flux had ported Xiaomu, a 765 year old werefox from her era to somewhere else. It appeared to be a toom in a beachhouse of some sort, and the sound of gulls could be heard in the distance. Stepping over to open the binds, she found herself looking at a summer resort with food stalls and other attractions. Nearby, a golden grained beach was lapped at by an azure sea and the faint scent of tropical fruit wafted through the air.

"...This is the best Flux ever." Throwing open the window, the vixen began a mad dash towards the sea after jumping out. Work could wait, for it was time to have fun!

[Mahou Moerin]

"...Hmmm? Someone else is here?"

Adeleine the artist didn't know exactly how she'd came to be here, but she wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste. Within moments of her arrival she had already set up an easel and canvas, and had spent the better part of the day painting the beautiful beach landscape around her. Sure, it was a little lonely with no-one else around, but she was still enjoying herself. Art was her true calling in life, after all; there was nothing that filled her heart with joy more than the chance to paint something.

"Um... Excuse me, um..." she said to the hyperactive foxgirl, turning away from her future masterpiece for a moment. "You wouldn't mind, um, getting out of the way? Or if you have to run around there, would you at least like to model for me for a little while? I suppose this would look better with some signs of life in it, ahahah!"

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There was a light in the sky. Kirisame Marisa had carefully selected her next destination. Granted, she couldn't actually tell, but she was hoping for one of those 'beach' places. She'd never been to a beach before, but if she determined this was one of those places...

Well, she'd have to drag Alice there sometime. After all, swimsuits...

"Mastaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

The Mini-hakkero lit up brighter.

"SUPAAAAAAAAAAAAAKU!"

And the light became a huge beam of magical energy. The fabric of reality was overwhelmed, tearing open as the beam tore through to the other side and crashed into the water blow, throwing up a tremendous splash. It wouldn't be long before the hole closed, so the moment the beam ceased to fire, Marisa shot through it on her broom. Behind her, the sky sealed shut as if there was never a hole to begin with. And... it was a beach! She cruised low over the water, towards the golden sands and a pair of figures she had seen. A young girl, and... kitsune, maybe? She came to a halt before them.

"Haha! Awesome... it is a beach! I've only seen 'em in manga and stuff... Anyway, Kirisame Marisa! Badass incident resolver and second best human in Gensokyo!"

[Vinestar]

Turning her head sideways to glance at the unexpected girl, the fox tripped on a piece of driftwood. "W-whoa!" As she stumbled, the girl's footwear made it harder to find stability in the sand and she fell back on her behind.

"Boo, don't surprise people like that." Pouting, the werefox stood up again to address the others. "I didn't live this long to be a- Model you say?" Hopping back up, the excited yokai dusted herself off and held out a hand towards the little painter and the witch that appeared. "Xiaomu, wonderful Shinra Agent and Chinese Werefox of 765 Summers!"

[Mahou Moerin]

Adeleine couldn't help but giggle at the two other girls. For one thing, it was nice to actually have some company here now, and they both seemed rather amusing too.

"Pleased to meet you, Xiaomu and Marisa," she said, bobbing her head down slightly in a short bow. Even with all the commotion, she didn't seem to be slacking off on her painting. Quite the contrary, it seemed like she was barely being distracted by the two newcomers; truly the sign of a master painter. "I'm Adeleine, and I am but a simple artist trying my best to hone my craft. Although I'm not entirely sure how I got here... Pretty sure this isn't Dreamland. Hmmm."

With a few final strokes, she finished her landscape painting. "Hmmm... It's been a while since I drew portraits, ahah! Mostly because there was no real challenge back in Dreamland. I mean, first I'd draw a circle, then dot the eyes... And depending on the client, maybe add a great big smile, and hey presto! Ahahah!"

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Marisa hopped off her broom and onto the sand, holding the symbol of stereotypical witchcraft at her side

"Werefox, eh?" she inclined her head to the side. Werefoxes weren't any kind of yokai she'd ever heard of, but she could imagine they were something like kitsune, but... a bit different, maybe? In any case, Marisa waved her hand dismissively. "Whatever, you just couldn't take my 'dainamikku entori'!"

On the words 'dynamic entry', she pumped her left fist in the air and flashed a wide, cheerful grin. In her other hand, she swiftly spun her broom and rested it on her shoulder. Marisa turned her focus to the little painter girl, lowering her right hand. That landscape was looking pretty good... Marisa vaguely recalled attempting to paint something herself, once, when she was younger. She didn't remember what she had tried to paint, but she did recall that almost none of the paint had ended up on the canvass... "It's nice to meet you, Adeleine-san. I don't know many artists back home, and that landscape looks awesome!"

The little painter girl was pretty cute, and she needed a model to practice self-portraits! There was no way Marisa would ignore such a plight! After all, her wonderful image was wholly suited to art!

Cheerfully grinning, she reached out and down with her left hand and patted Adeleine on the head. "So, you need a model, then? Well, clearly I'm a great choice! And I'd be happy to help!"

-

Meanwhile...

Somewhere behind the other people clustered on the beach, just out of the line of sight, there appeared a very... specific girl. Gripping the parasol, Flandre Scarlet looked around in confusion. The parasol, one of her older sister's, was given to her so she could go outside safely, due to good behavior. The sun was mean! But they didn't let her blow it up... even if it was all mean and it burned when it touched her skin. But the parasol proved itself to be an unlimited, ultimate sun protection. The evil ball of light in the sky could never harm her like this! ... But this was confusing. She wasn't just on a beach, she was inside the grounds of her sister's mansion...

Flandre frowned. She wanted to go out and get to walk around with her sister and Sakuya and have fun seeing things she didn't normally get to see and then hugging her sister and hugging Sakuya and then eating a cake! But none of that was here... it was this hot place. Hot, with lots of weird grainy things instead of a floor, and outside the protective shade of her parasol was far too bright... was this the sun's domain?! No, it couldn't be, there was water! Moving water... was that mean too? Flandre couldn't remember. This was all... weird and confusing and weird! She didn't like confusing things!

And-Oh, there were people over there...

Flandre hurried over to the girls further down the beach, as fast as she could without exposing herself to the sun.

[Vinestar]

"This isn't Japan either. Or is it? Maybe not my Japan or maybe Japan in the future or another country or another world or..." Mumbling under her breath the Shinra agent just gave up on the location locating for the moment.

"Oh well, we're on a beach! We should have some fun while we're here!" Exclaiming, Xiaomu performed a handsign that brought mist about her body. When the phenomenon cleared, the Chinese werefox was clad in a black bikini. "Right, how's that? I don't clash with the landscape now, right?" Striking a variety of experimental poses, the yokai settled on just standing with her hand on her hip.

[Rain]

Further along the beach, in a cheery looking bar facing onto the golden sands, an argument was taking place. This was the first thing a purple-haired man noticed as he stepped in: someone was engaged in an argument with one of the proprietors. Ignoring this, he stepped forwards and placed the plasticky sword he had won at a stall (were the games meant to be so terribly easy?) down. Despite having arrived with barely a penny to his name and only a pair of black trunks, Lancelot du Lac had had no difficulty winning every game of skill or strength he could enter himself for, trading most of the prizes for money to enjoy other things. He should probably have been stopped before he won everything, but people couldn't really remember who he was or what he looked like long enough to give out a warning...

Beating the rigged games like that had taken its toll, though, and the knight was thirsty. If this wasn't the sort of situation where relaxation was practically demanded, he would have requested a glass of water and been done with it. As it was, he was left at something of a loss for what drink to order.

So he said the first thing that came to mind, and received a rainbow cocktail. Meanwhile, the red-eyed blonde continued his argument about the quality of the establishment's servings... particularly the wine.

[Mahou Moerin]

"Ja... Pan? Um..." Adeleine had never heard of this "Japan" place before. Was it another planet? She wondered if it was anywhere near Popstar... "Ah, thank you, Marisa," she replied to the witch's compliment, her head bobbing down once more. "And thank you for agreeing to model for m- For, um... Uh... Huh."

The sight of Xiaomu's new outfit left the young painter rather speechless. Well, um, don't see that kind of thing in Dreamland... Huh.

"Um, uh... That's a very, um... Interesting outfit you have, Xiaomu... Um... Huh."

---

A bar, huh? The black knight raised his head to look at the sign on the building. He wasn't sure where he was, or even how he got here, but one thing he remembered was that bars were often good sources of information whilst on a quest. With a mighty push, the doors burst open and the black knight strode inside, taking a seat beside a purple haired man.

"Water," he demanded, in a deep, gruff voice. "I desire a glass of water."

...To be fair, this whole display would have been somewhat menacing were it not for the fact that, despite the armour and the wicked looking blade that hung by his side, he was still just a three-foot tall anthropomorpic hedgehog whose eyes just barely reached the top of the counter. At least he gets points for trying.

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"Japan's that country that Gensokyo is in..." Marisa looked thoughtful, for a moment. She assumed that, since manga came from the outside world, and there were beaches in manga, there were beaches in Japan as well as many other places. So could this be in the outside world? No way, she definitely hadn't looped around to come back or anything like that. "Anyway, I'm happy to be a model for any painting, Adeleine-sa-"

The sight of the foxgirl's new outfit rendered Marisa speechless, but only for a scant moment before she quickly stepped into a new topic of discussion. "Heh, right! Need to get Ari-chan into one of those sometimes, it'd be awesome!"

In her moment of distraction, she did not notice the familiar figure that had ended up directly behind the painter girl.

---

Flandre Scarlet was confused. The nice witch girl was here? Marisa always played with her... but then there was this painter and this girl with those fox ears and a tail, and that was weird. Were they all here to play? But no-one could play here! It was too sunny... why did a lot of people never get burned by the sun like she did, anyway? It was so... weird! Did the sun only target her big sister and herself? That made it even meaner!

Frustrated, Flandre made to call out Marisa's name before bumping right into the painter girl, nearly falling over before quickly managing to steady herself and prevent the umbrella from exposing her.

"Wah! ..."

This got Marisa's attention, though.

"... Marisa! Where are we?! It's all... sunny, it's mean!"

Marisa stared blankly, surprised.

"Flan-chan...?"

---

Another figure entered the bar.

She was... somewhat confused, to say the least. Such unfamiliar surroundings... Surroundings she was unprepared for. She'd been jarringly removed from the service of her king to be placed in some beach.

Lancelot du Lac surveyed her surroundings. Arondight was sheathed at her side, attached to her belt. The school uniform wasn't the most ideal thing to be fighting in, in case this unfamiliar location was a dangerous one... but the bar didn't appear to be. In any case, Lancelot was somewhat confident that she had the capacity to fight skillfully in any state of dress.

The most important thing in this situation was discerning how to return to the service of her ki-

"... Is... that an... armored... hedgehog...?"

[Rain]

The first Lancelot, the one that would also answer to Berserker, the Black Knight, and BAHSAHKAH, was equally put off by the hedgehog... but something about the loud blonde seemed familiar, and he wasn't sure what, quite yet. It was as a fog... like that recent time where he had buried his thoughts under madness and rage. That was before being dumped here... where despite the lack of his Master, he was suffering no adverse effects at all.

"'Best in the country? Arrogant fool! Very well!" said annoyed blonde declared, "Should any person find wine equal or greater in quality to mine in this whole world, I shall pay for the filth you serve here."

The man seemed rather overwhelmed by the half-dressed blonde, and had to blink a few times when a golden shimmering circle deposited an urn: an urn full to the brim with rich wine, fit for gods. It had, but a short time ago, been drained to the last drop... but the King's treasury was full of treasures.

Berserker frowned in consternation before working out who it was, piercing the veil of madness covering his memories and arriving at a conclusion: Archer. Who, for some reason, was arguing about the quality of wine. Should he kill him? No... who knew what it would do to the Grail War if one of them were to die so far from Fuyuki? But he couldn't allow such blatant abuse of power.

"I, Lancelot du Lac, accept your challenge!" he said, draining the cocktail in one breath, "I shall find wine superior to yours and bring it here!"

Smirking, the golden king poured a glass for the knight, not recognising who it was... for obvious reasons.

[Mahou Moerin]

The shadowy knight scowled at the schoolgirl, before draining his entire glass in one gulp and standing atop his stool to look her straight in the eye.

"I am no mere hedgehog, young lady," he said, a note of irritation in his voice. "For I am Sir Lanc-"

His introduction was cut off by a loud proclaiment of quest acceptance by the purple haired gentleman he was sat next to. The moment the man had opened his mouth, the hedgehog's eye began to twitch in anger.

"I must applaud your courage, Sir Knave," the hedgehog stated, his left hand resting on the handle of his blade. "It takes a certain kind of bravado to claim the identity of a knight, but a different one altogether to do so whilst the knight in question is sat right next to you. Allow me to introduce myself..."

The black knight raised his blade to the air in a dramatic fashion. "I am the Ultimate Knight, the Knight of the Lake... I am he that weilds the Sacred Sword Arondight, he who is the sworn servant of King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot! I am the one they call Sir Lancelot du Lac!"

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For a few moments, Lancelot was utterly shocked. This purple-haired man claimed to be her? What kind of foolish courage did he possess? Impersonating a Knight of the Round table was an utterly foolhardy act, compounded by the fact that the real Lancelot was present. However, admittedly, Lancelot could not help but find it brave, in a strange way... someone must have a lot of courage to do something like that. Or be incredibly naive and unable to recognize the consequences of such an act.

"It is undeniable that you must be brave to make such a claim, however-"

The Hedgehog had just introduced himself as Lancelot. The hedgehog. Of course, it was clear that the creature was no mere animal. The armor, the odd coloration and appearance, the capacity for speech, it all indicated he was some form of unique individual among hedgehogs. But to introduce himself as Lancelot du Lac!? Such a... Lancelot wasn't even sure what to call this situation, but it was undeniably something wrong.

"Enough!"

She quickly stepped forward, interposing herself between the two impostors.

"I do not know your motivations for these acts," Lancelot began, turning to regard the purple-haired man first, and the black and red hedgehog second. "However, I will allow this foolhardy business to go on no longer. There is but one Knight of the Lake."

There was the grating sound of metal-on-metal as Lancelot unsheathed Arondight from its scabbard. The blade bore a strange, purple coloration, and further up the blade there were half-circle indentations. "No-one in this world aside from myself lays claim to that title. For I am the sole wielder of the sacred sword Arondight, servant of Her Highness, King Arthur Pendragon. I am the true Lancelot du Lac!"

[Rain]

Gilgamesh's expression could be summed up as complete and utter confusion. Three claiming to be the same person? One was a hedgehog, which made their claim less valid than his was, and it was unlikely that the schoolgirl was a knight... but the third had no sword.

That lasted all of ten seconds. Black armour fell into position, sans helmet, and a shining blade formed from coiling shadows in Lancelot's hand. Still unrecognisable, to Gilgamesh, but nevertheless the one that could be most assumed to be telling the truth. Male, armed, and heavily armoured? And human? Yes.

"As I said: I am Sir Lancelot du Lac, Knight of the Round Table. I do not know what judgement clouds your minds, but this blade is the one true Arondight," the purple haired man proclaimed, armour melting back into the air and blade vanishing, "And I know not what madness rules you to proclaim His Highness female." No matter that the king is a girl.

And Gilgamesh started laughing, finding the whole situation boundlessly amusing. There was no better combination to try, and fail, to find better wine than three people claiming one identity. "Mongrels, as none of you will ever agree or leave this room, I assign you new pseudonyms as befits my status: the man, the hedgehog, and the schoolgirl."

"..."

[troydenite]

In the midst of all the contention and posturing, a certain person managed to slip into the bar completely unnoticed. Dressed in an easy-wearing black jacket, jeans, sneakers and a white t-shirt, the Japanese man sat down at one of the tables, before turning to survey the motley assortment of beings in a distinctly confident manner. His eyes held the detached, easy look of someone who had unshakable trust in his own ability – too above it all to be overly insufferable, and yet too self-assured to be humble in the least. It was a strange combination.

“…Titles? How quaint.” he remarked at last, voice impeccably collected.

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"His Highness?" Lancelot questioned. There was no mistaking her King for a man, that was for certain. "What madness holds you to claim that the King is male? She makes no effort to hide her sex. And yet she is still King. Now-"

Lancelot hadn't noticed the gold-haired man until now. Well, perhaps that was a lie. She had noticed him, but had quickly been distracted by the imposters. It was difficult not to notice the man. He seemed to hold in incredible amount of presence among the people in the bar. However, it was his command that had really grabbed her attention.

"... What... you... who are you to simply apply new appellation to a Knight of the Round Table?!" she demanded. How did he have the right to do such a thing, especially in such an important situation with these impostors? Lancelot needed no more interference at this time.

[Vinestar]

"Don't see what?" Xiaomu asked, before comprehension dawned on her face. "You mean you don't see curves in Dreamland? What kind of place is that, a place with no curves would be a nightmare!" The werefox sputtered, her tendency to go off on semi-related tangents coming to light. "I mean, I may not have the chest and all but at least I have everything else! And this Dreamland has no such things?!"

[Tachi]

Out on the beach, something unusual happened. Well, if a girl hadn't just blasted a hole in the fabric of space to get here, it would be unusual. The peaceful scenery was, for a moment, interrupted by a swirling purple portal. From within the vortex, a young woman emerged. She pulled a small blue sphere from her pocket, using its energy to close the gateway before looking around. She'd landed herself on a beach? Not bad. Not what she had been aiming for, but still not bad. What's more, there wasn't a single skale or krait in sight. The perfect place for a well earned holiday.

Spotting a group of people, the twintailed engineer approached. A small smile worked its way onto her face as she eyed the two older girls. They looked cute, although she wasn't entirely sure what the bikini clad girl was. Shaking her head quickly, she mentally chastised herself for looking at girls like that while there were children present. She was beginning to wonder if maybe that perverted Faren had rubbed off on her.

As she got near, the girl piped into the conversation. She hoped she wasn't interrupting anything. "Excuse me, would any of you happen to know where this is?"

[Mahou Moerin]

"C-c-curves? Um, I mean, um..." Adeleine wasn't entirely sure what the foxgirl was talking about. Of course she saw curves a lot in Dreamland! Most of its inhabitants were completely round, after all. If anything, Xiaomu was somewhat angular...

Of course, this line of thought was abruptly put to a halt when she was knocked to the side by a hyperactive vampire. It took all of her strength and willpower to redirect her fall so that she didn't knock over her painting.

"...Ow... Could you please watch where you're going more carefully next time?" The artist dusted herself off as she got to her feet, before turning to the newcomer and bobbing her head again. "I doubt we know any more than you do, unfortunately. Sorry!"

---

"...Hmmm..."

Whilst he had thought of proclaiming himself to be the true Lancelot, the hedgehog took a moment to still his temper and think about the current situation. He had no idea where he was, after all, and for all he knew he wasn't even in the same world as he originally came from. Thinking about it, he had knowledge that other worlds existed, where things were both similar and very different at the same time. It was something he'd learned after meeting the doppelganger of his king; in another world, he was the "Ultimate Lifeform" (whatever that meant) and a rival to the blue hedgehog. It stood to reason that there were probably other worlds where Sir Lancelot was a human, as ridiculous as that sounded. And apparently another one where Sir Lancelot was a human girl (not that he found the idea of a female knight surprising; after all, Sir Percival was one of his most trusted allies, not to mention she was a good friend of his son).

"...Hmph, I believe apologies are in order," he said, leaping down from his stool, although not before giving the golden haired man a nasty scowl. "If my thoughts are correct, then we are all Sir Lancelot, each from a seperate world. Hmmm, but this bar is too crowded and cacophonous for me to explain properly... Come, let us head out, good Sir Lancelot and Sir Lancelot!" Without even waiting to see if the two were following, Lancelot the Hedgehog headed towards the exit.

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"Hi, Flan-chan! We're on a beach, somewhere," Marisa explained, gesturing to the area as a whole. She had no idea what Flandre Scarlet was doing here. Given that she often played with the child vampire, she figured that not only could this be fun, but she could help keep Flandre from exploding anything until there was a good time to get her home. "I dunno where, but it's a beach! And this is Adeleine-san. She's going to paint a picture of me, isn't that awesome?"

Flandre frowned, inclining her head to the side. Marisa sounded cheerful and happy, but... why would anyone be cheerful and happy here, by all this sun and flowing water?! Even if it didn't hurt them, wasn't it terrible and evil!? This place was horrible... though the mention of a painting did get Flandre somewhat curious. She never got access to paint, something about a big mess or something, but there was a painter, and she did kind of want to paint...

"Adeleine...?" Flandre turned to regard the girl she had bumped into, crimson eyes, regarding the other girl curiously. She looked like a painter, so that meant she must be Adeleine!

"Anyway, this is Flandre Scarlet-chan, everyone!" Marisa introduced the small vampire, cheerfully. She gestured to Flandre for a moment, who turned to regard Marisa once more, face slowly lighting up at the prospect of gaining access to paints. The crystals on her wings jingled. "Want to play, Flan-chan?"

Flandre immediately frowned.

Realizing her mistake, Marisa rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "Oh, right, the sun thing..."

Averting her eyes slightly, she took notice of the twintailed girl who seemed to have appeared mostly out of no-where. There was a lot of people doing that, really. Marisa had to wonder if the gap yokai, Yakumo Yukari, had something to do with this.

"It's a beach! Just like I told Flan-chan."

---

Oh, the wonders of technology!

Tanaka Chieko, currently wearing her labcoat over a blue one-piece bathing suit, was not strong. The case she carried was almost as big as herself. Granted, she wasn't large herself, and even with the implausible lightness of the object she was dragging it on the sand... but physical taxation? Nonexistent! And that wasn't the only nifty feature Chieko had built into this briefcase...

"Folded thirteenth dimensional space!" she cheerfully chimed out. Sure, random technobabble with no-one in earshot, but... oh, hey, there was someone in earshot! Lots of people!

"Oh... haaaii!"

---

Lancelot stared. The absurdity of the Hedgehog was compounded by the absurdity of what he was saying. It was simply ludicrous, as simple as that. So ludicrous that Lancelot almost wanted to hear more, just to hear or completely ridiculous... whatever it happened to be was.

However, she deeply desired to hear the purple-haired impostor's response.

[Rain]

"Where do you think you are headed, mongrel?" Gilgamesh asked, voice dripping with scorn and golden ripples forming in the air behind him, "You do not leave before your superiors have finished talking to you."

The tallest Lancelot was aware of two things: firstly, that Gilgamesh's words were inexplicably archaic (at least in the language they were both speaking right now), and secondly that if this wasn't defused there would soon be a lot of swords around. Since this appeared to be a relatively laid back situation...

"Sir Knight, should we not taste the King of Heroes' wine before we set out on our quest?" Lancelot said, turning his attention once more to the girl that insisted Arthur was female. Whilst such a thing was true... she was never open about it, and he didn't believe the hedgehog that they were all Sir Lancelot.

The crimson-eyed king paused, staying his hand and not firing. The grin on his face was terrifying: through putting two and two together, he had worked out that the man before him was likely none other than Berserker. It could wait until they were back in the war, then... and he would do his best to insure that Saber fought this mad dog.

"Indeed. Not only are you an impudent fool, you forgot the first step of my challenge," the topless demigod said, pouring out the three drinks in three cups--varying in size from rather large to a shot glass--and waiting for the knights to drink.

[troydenite]

The man in the corner raised an eyebrow at this. Settling back in his seat, he focused his bemused, coolly superior gaze on the three cups before the three men of arms.

From the talk and the sheer presence of the man with the golden hair, it was clear that this was no ordinary wine.

"...Grandmother said this," he remarked to no-one in particular.

"There is beer, and there is gin, and there is whisky... but the finest vintage is a test of the soul. He who can present true wine before his guests, clear of any impurity and made with the utmost craftmanship, aged beyond time itself..."

"He is worthy of being called humanity's treasure."

One got the feeling that he did this quite often.

[Vinestar]

"H-hey... What's with that look?" Mistaking Adeleine's confusion for pity, the fox's ears began drooping. Was her figure not worthy even for a young girl's portrait? Thoughts of people's fuller figures began running through her head as she remembered her friends and their... shapes. "765 years and I'm still being trumped..."

---

Elsewhere on the beach, a man with a ridiculously large ahoge was staring at the surf, fingers tucked under chin and a pondering look in his eyes. Nana had only been just minutes ago been Nekotan's dress up doll, and now he was on a beach. Dressed in an airy sundress and a strawhat, the agent looked decidedly less macho at the moment. "Hm... Is this some sort of new technology?" Turning to and fro, he saw the beach, mountains, ocean, resort, and other such things that had an inviting atmosphere. "Maybe I should go around and ask for intelligence. Maybe get some souvenirs too. I wonder if they'll take this kind of currency." Glancing down at his wallet, the man flipped through a bundle of green paper emblazoned with a leering politician flipping off the owner of the currency.

[Rain]

Strange... he was falling... but why? It didn't make much sense. Last he remembered was a terrible illness; wasting away... and Gilgamesh saying something. Last of all was laughter; terrible, maddened laughter. But now? Now he was falling, with no way to stop and none of his "friend's" endless bag of tricks to stop the implausibly fast descent.

All Nana would be able to see was a blur of white and green as a person fell from, quite literally, outer space and ploughed into the ground with force enough to crater sand into glass... inches from his face. The end result? A person impaled head first into glass; even if they'd implausibly managed to survive the landing, there should be no way to get out alive, the glass just wouldn't break. Especially not for someone just shy of five foot.

Despite this, the new arrival planted his hands either side of his head and pushed, tearing himself free and standing up woozily. That was an annoying landing... if it had been just a tiny bit windier, the poor girl here would have been flattened.

It was ironic that he couldn't identify Nana's sex.

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"Ah, yes," Lancelot turned to focus on the glasses of wine. She was... wary. Wary was a good word for it. She had previously drank alcohol, and her small form was but one factor in her incredibly low alcohol tolerance. And she didn't simply become unsteady and incoherent if she became drunk. No, no, her behavior made... quite a radical shift under the influence of alcohol. A shift she would very much like to avoid. However, she would not allow herself to show this worry. Instead, she carefully selected the smallest glass of wine with the utmost confidence.

[Tachi]

"A beach?" That was about as unhelpful as humanly possible without flat out lying. At least the artist had been honest about not knowing instead of just stupidly stating the blatantly obvious. In response to the witch's remark, Alicia facepalmed. "Thank you, captain obvious."

At the sound of the child scientist's voice, the engineer turned and raised an eyebrow. Back where she was from, kids pretended to be legendary heroes, not scientists.

[Vinestar]

Hearing a whistling sound, Nana glanced skywards... He caught the barest glimpse of green blur before the seemingly human missile hit the ground like a bomb, knocking the agent off of his feet and bottom first onto the sand. "Wha- What happened?!"

Shocked that it was a person of all things, the man began feeling at his body to try to sense where he put the miracle medicine known as Seisui. "Are you alright?!" Hysterical that that the person's wits was rattled about by the blast, he began checking on Enkidu for signs of damage. Nothing on the outside... But that doesn't mean he's clear if she has internal injuries...

Scrambling until he finally clutched at the vial of pure unadulterated Seisui, Nana prepared himself in case he had to apply the medicine to the poor "girl".

[Rain]

"Oh, I'm fine, I've had worse hits before," Enkidu said cheerfully, regaining his balance and smiling at the blonde girl in the strange dress, "Say, I didn't hit you, did I? Oh, and you're not related to Gilgamesh, either? I've never seen anyone else with a hair colour quite like yours; it's all brown and black and boring."

The energetic hero punctuated his speech with examining Nana's body, flitting from one spot to another and comparing it to what he knew about his best friend. Given the speed involved, it seemed rather like he was teleporting, though the blur indicated that he was, in fact, moving, "It doesn't really look like it... you seem too... normal; no-one related to the king could possibly seem normal. Your eyes are the wrong colour, anyway, and you don't have enough jewellery."

[Krautman]

A red and yellow light descended from the sky, signaled by a whistle. When it finally hit the ground, a strange figure like a suit of armor given life looked around, confused, as his scarf waved in the wind. The Protoforged, Blues, had been attempting to Dimension Door out of a collapsed cave his father used to make golems, having retrieved the magic sword his creator had made for him, sheathed at his side.

"Huh."

Seeing two humans (he really couldn't identify gender under the best of circumstances), he turned and waved to Nana and Enkidu.

"So, uh. Hi. Any idea where I am?"

[biomechtraveler]

Out side the bar the air suddenly filled with lightening- blue lightening.

There was the heavy rumble of chariot wheels.

There came from the sky a great chariot driven by two armoured bulls and the coming of them was like the thunder of Zeus. In the chariot there stood a man of great height, a red expensive cape flew from his mighty shoulders and he was clad in leather and iron with a great sword sheathed by his side.

(I was told I could simply jump into the RP so I did, if the situation is other wise then forgive me).