[ for good measure Nero pulls on Tamamo's ears one last time. ha! stupid fox. ]
The record states that I was the Praetor's Servant that won the War, so put that filthy rumor to rest once and for all!
[ but she was on bended knee and breathing heavily, waiting for the strength to build before she can summon her Noble Phantasm. because despite all the BLATANT LIES, Robin seems to believe she's not at fault. Liz chirps in to insist that Tamamo had been with her since yesterday, all night - "Girl's night! No emperors allowed!"
which.
umu.
it was a good idea to begin with!!]
Then surely you must have a lead on who would be powerful enough to do this!
[ We have no interest in this matter. Our luxurious hair....it will take years to outgrow the damage you have done!
He's fine like this! New mascot! insists Liz, clipping another pink bow onto the tip of one ear. it flickers, trying to shake it off before his hand comes and snatches it away.
he's on his feet again and, too tired to stand, Nero grabs a hold of his leg and lets him drag her off and out of Tamamo-no-Help's terrible room. where she can finally inhale air that doesn't come with a cloud of incense attached. ]
She could still be hiding her knowledge of the true culprit.
[ beat that dead horse till the end.
Nero considers their next move with every strained limping step Robin takes. well, he doesn't seem to be in any pain, and apart from a developing animosity towards Royal Knights, nothing else had changed. sometimes Servants did develop inhuman traits if their legends changed - Andersen had those fish scales . perhaps he could merely get used to it?
well she didn't want to get used to it. no matter how addicting it was to touch the new bits.
Da Vinci could be of assistance? or she'd turn Robin into a girl which - - - Nero's brain fizzled out there for a moment, trying to picture it - which wasn't helpful! normal! normal grumpy Robin who would be so thankful for her help in the matter that his gratitude would take the form of bed-breaking sex and a proposal to be mutual - NERO STOP.
they could find magic Cu and see if he had any thoughts of a matter, but then a better, easier idea came into her head.
she yanked on Robin's tail to signal he stop and listen. ]
A-ha! We shall go to Merlin for assistance! Surely if he cannot break the curse, he can use his scrying to give us the name of the truly responsible! [ well. things had ended awkwardly the last time she'd seen Merlin, because he'd asked her thoughts on Mordred and seemed upset they were only negative. but! ] He is in my debt for a few favors - I can guarantee it will be a productive meeting!
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The record states that I was the Praetor's Servant that won the War, so put that filthy rumor to rest once and for all!
[ but she was on bended knee and breathing heavily, waiting for the strength to build before she can summon her Noble Phantasm. because despite all the BLATANT LIES, Robin seems to believe she's not at fault. Liz chirps in to insist that Tamamo had been with her since yesterday, all night - "Girl's night! No emperors allowed!"
which.
umu.
it was a good idea to begin with!!]
Then surely you must have a lead on who would be powerful enough to do this!
[ We have no interest in this matter. Our luxurious hair....it will take years to outgrow the damage you have done!
He's fine like this! New mascot! insists Liz, clipping another pink bow onto the tip of one ear. it flickers, trying to shake it off before his hand comes and snatches it away.
he's on his feet again and, too tired to stand, Nero grabs a hold of his leg and lets him drag her off and out of Tamamo-no-Help's terrible room. where she can finally inhale air that doesn't come with a cloud of incense attached. ]
She could still be hiding her knowledge of the true culprit.
[ beat that dead horse till the end.
Nero considers their next move with every strained limping step Robin takes. well, he doesn't seem to be in any pain, and apart from a developing animosity towards Royal Knights, nothing else had changed. sometimes Servants did develop inhuman traits if their legends changed - Andersen had those fish scales . perhaps he could merely get used to it?
well she didn't want to get used to it. no matter how addicting it was to touch the new bits.
Da Vinci could be of assistance? or she'd turn Robin into a girl which - - - Nero's brain fizzled out there for a moment, trying to picture it - which wasn't helpful! normal! normal grumpy Robin who would be so thankful for her help in the matter that his gratitude would take the form of bed-breaking sex and a proposal to be mutual - NERO STOP.
they could find magic Cu and see if he had any thoughts of a matter, but then a better, easier idea came into her head.
she yanked on Robin's tail to signal he stop and listen. ]
A-ha! We shall go to Merlin for assistance! Surely if he cannot break the curse, he can use his scrying to give us the name of the truly responsible! [ well. things had ended awkwardly the last time she'd seen Merlin, because he'd asked her thoughts on Mordred and seemed upset they were only negative. but! ] He is in my debt for a few favors - I can guarantee it will be a productive meeting!
- your face has gone all red again.