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    here is a list of my servant sheets(new and improved format for my servant sheets)

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    Hmmm... I think 3 feels appropriate for the situation, given Mennie's assumptions.

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    Beneath the Flowers III

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    Status: Menodora Strauss
    Health: Good
    Energy: High
    Mental State: Stable



    ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾

    It was only natural to be suspicious of the young man. He was the first person she’d met in this forest, and possibly the only other person. There was a chance he had been taken here as well, but he didn’t seem like someone who had been kidnapped. He was too calm. Menodora was calm as but she chalked that up to being used to the abnormality that came with being in a magus family. If that was her reason, what was his?

    She could be subtle about it. Play a slow mind game of words and wit, putting together the mystery until his identity as the culprit was revealed. However, Menodora was more a fan of the Gordian knot style of problem solving.

    “Are you the person who kidnapped me?”

    If he was the culprit, then there was no point in hiding it. She was helpless regardless of what information she had. Whether her potential kidnapper knew that was unclear, but they were clearly overestimating her. A bag over the head and some rope would’ve done just as well, but magus love ostentatiousness. Makes a person wonder how they ever keep magic a secret.

    “Were you raised by wolves?”

    Huh? What kind of question was that?

    “No.”

    His lips made an annoyed squiggle. “Well, you could’ve fooled me. Only beasts would think it's okay to respond like that after being caught in the middle of a crime.”

    “I wasn’t stealing anything.”

    “But you were looking through belongings that weren’t yours. Or is that polite in your homeland?”

    He had a point. She barely tolerated people touching her things with her permission. Plus, pissing off a possible kidnapper wasn’t the best idea.

    “No. I’m sorry,” she mumbled the apology. The miniscule smirk on the boy’s face made her want to swallow the words as they left her lips. “Will you answer my question?”

    “Are you serious?” A beat passed in silence. “You are. Don’t be ridiculous. How could I have kidnapped you? I don’t even know where we are. If anything, you’re the one who kidnapped me. Creepy little foreign girls in a weird forest is exactly what my mother always warned me about.”

    “I’m twenty years old.”

    “And you’re dressed like that?” The disgusted look sent a wave of anger through Menodora, though it was quickly squashed. She would have liked to consider giving him a swift uppercut to the family jewels, but even the idea was ridiculous. Menodora couldn’t fight anyone to save her life. She sighed and continued speaking.

    “I don’t know where we are. The last thing I remember was walking down the sidewalk in Yokohama.” Menodora caught a slight twitch of his brow at the mention of the city. Curious. “It was raining and a truck swerved off the road and hit me.”

    He gave her a once over and opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off.

    “I know. I should be dead. I’m not. That’s something else I want to know and I’m assuming it has something to do with whatever brought me here. The last thing I remember after that was the sky glowing gold and floating away, then I woke up here and now, I’m explaining all of this to you.”

    With that, the pair fell into a silence. The boy watched the woman pensive as if he could force some hidden truths from her with merely a gaze; meanwhile, she simply stared ahead with neutral eyes, hiding away any revealing thoughts or emotions far from anyone’s reach. Without either speaking, it was easy to notice the eerie quiet of the forest. There was not complete silence as both could still hear a melodic tune humming at a distance, though it seemed to grow quieter with each passing second.

    “Likely story,” he said.

    “Is it? Sounds very unlikely to me.”

    “And it sounds like nonsense lies to me.”

    “Considering we’re in a weird magical forest, nonsense seems to be the only kind of sense that matters.”

    He scoffed, “Sounds exactly what a witch would say.”

    “You think that I’m a witch?” The irony was so painful, she could almost laugh.

    “What else should I think you are?”

    “A human woman.”

    “Woman is being generous.” Menodora suppressed a growl. “As is human. Humans have manners and introduce themselves before flinging accusations.”

    ‘He’s still on about that,’ she thought. Closing her eyes so he couldn’t see them roll, Menodora gave him a saccharine smile. Her voice pitched up from its usual dragging monotone to fit with her school girl attire, full of bubbles and sweetness and no small amount of sarcasm.

    “Apologies. My name is Menodora Strauss. It is nice to meet you. What’s your name?”

    The boy cringed. “
    桃花
    Touka
    . Never do that again.”

    Menodora dropped the voice. “Touka? Just Touka?”

    “That’s all you can call me for now. I wouldn’t want to give you anything to have over me. Names have a lot of power” he almost smiled when he said that. Insolent prick. It didn’t matter. Elle was the only one with friends in Japan, so she wouldn’t have recognized the names of any enemies. A different avenue of investigation was needed.

    “Well, Touka, if you think my story is unlikely, then why don’t you tell me the story of how you got here?”

    An easy question. He could simply lie and come up with something similar to what she said, but having already made clear how incredulous he was about the story, there was no way it would be true. She didn’t have much faith that he’d tell the truth, so any lie he came up with would give her a better perspective on how his head worked.

    “Why should I tell you that?”

    Or he could do that.

    “I shared my story with you.”

    “That sounds like your problem, not mine.”

    You insolent little shitweasel! I’m going to-

    A wash of curses and vows of sickening bodily harm stormed behind a mask of neutrality. As she tried to think of a response, something caught her eyes in a tree behind him. Perched upon a branch stood a fluorescent green bird, standing in contrast to the soft pink of the tree’s leaves, as large as a cat with glassy blue eyes and three bejeweled legs gripping the branch.

    Green Bird


    The bird was sitting there, looking down at them, watching them, and as it noticed her noticing it, the bird looked back and smiled.

    “What are you looking at?” Touka twisted on the spot just in time for the bird to take flight. It swooped low and swiped at him. The boy reacted quickly, already dodging out of the way of the blow. His hand flew to the bag on his back, flicking open the clasp, and pulling out a kendo stick. “The beasts show themselves at last.”

    The bird finished its swoop in the tree above Menodora, who scrambled away from it and Touka. It raised its head to the sky and let out a noise. The mix of a bird’s caw and a gong ringing. The noise echoed through the forest. It took flight again into the canopy of the trees.

    Menodora frantically tried to track the bird, but it vanished into the sky. “Wh-what was that?” Menodora looked at Touka. She wished she hadn’t.

    He had transformed in a matter of seconds, as if he’d only ripped off a mask. A smile worthy of a ravenous wolf stretched from ear to ear. Joy gleamed like high beams in his eyes and his body twitched with frantic energy. He looked seconds away from bursting into song. He swung his kendo stick about like a batter warming up for the pitch, turning his head in search of something. He caught sight of her in the corner of his eye and his smile dimmed, but only a little.

    “Oh, frightened? Hmph! Can’t say I didn’t expect that.”

    “What are you talking about? That weird bird just attacked you.”

    He scoffed, “Like it could hit me! Feathery bastard’s lucky he got away. But that hunting party of his should be a good replacement.”

    “Hunting party?”

    “Oh yeah. That cry wasn’t just for show. Someone’s coming here. Not anyone friendly.”

    How the hell did he know that? Was that just a guest? Why was someone hunting them? What kind of Richard Connell bullshit was this?!

    “If someone’s coming then we need to leave.”

    Once again, Touka transformed, from a gleeful young boy to a furious demon. She could swear she saw fangs glint from behind his disgusted lips.

    No. You need to stay right there and not move,” his expression returned to stoic judgement. “I’ll deal with whoever or whatever is coming, but you can’t leave.”

    Who the hell did he think he was talking to? She can’t leave? The hell she couldn’t!

    Before Menodora could turn and run just to spite the boy, she briefly considered something. What if he was being honest instead of an asshole? Was there a reason she shouldn’t leave? He clearly knew more than he was letting on before and this might be it.

    But in the distance, Menodora could hear something. The sound of branches breaking. The sound of trees bending. The sound of the ground rumbling as heavy feet trampled over it at high speeds.

    Would it be worth it to find out what he knew if they had to face whatever that was?



    |CHOICES|

    1. Stay where you are
    2. Run away
    3. Hide nearby

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    Wiser to listen to what our zero-chill fellow here — it’s clear he’s had previous encounters to this situation, so best to defer to experience here, meager it may be.
    The Act of dozing off in the afternoon is a luxury indeed.
    Coffee would be nice, though.

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    1. If you think about it, wasn't Mennie killed by trying to do something ? So if she does nothing, doesn't that make her immortal ?!

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    Far be it from me to try to knock the bandwagon off-course. :-P

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    The Hunter

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    Status: Menodora Strauss
    Health: Good
    Energy: High
    Mental State: Stable



    ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾
    “Fine.” This was an absolutely horrendous idea that had to end in their grisly demise. Regardless, Menodora was going to do as Touka wanted and stay where she was.

    The boy showed his teeth in a poor approximation of a smile, messing her hair with his free hand as he turned to face the hunter approaching them from the forest. “I appreciate you making the smart decision. Now, stand there, be silent, and let me take care of this. After that, we can talk more.”

    If whatever was coming didn’t kill him, Menodora would.

    The aforementioned hunter was getting closer. The indistinct noises from before became clearer. Menodora could hear the trees snapping and bending as the hunter rushed through the woods. A beastial roar shook the leaves in the trees and Menodora down to her bones. Yet still, she didn’t budge an inch.

    Was it because she had faith in Touka? No. She had only met him minutes ago and he’d proven himself to be a rude brat. He seemed eager for a fight but that made him seem more stupid than anything. A normal human versus whatever the hell roared like that was certain to die. Yet there he stood, holding a kendo stick as if it would do something.

    No, the reason Menodora did not move was because she knew there was no point to it. Her fastest time in high school was a mile in an hour and a half. Unless the beast had arthritis, she wasn’t going to beat it in a race.

    So, she would stay here and wait for the beast to show itself and get distracted by Touka. Then, when Touka was getting mauled by the creature, she would sneak away. A bit cruel but there wasn’t much else she could do. If this idiot wanted to fight, then she’d use that to help herself. If he survives, she can always come back for him.

    Maybe.

    “Here it comes.” The words left his lips, giddy as a child in a candy store. The treeline broke as a figure stepped through the flowers and greenery, sunlight shimmering off its metallic armor, shading the clearing with its massive body.

    The Hunter


    A monstrosity; a disturbing amalgamation of human and lion that towered pushed out from dense foliage, brushing twigs and petals from its fur as it stepped into the clearing. The beast loomed over Touka, rough pants passing through its twisted maw of fangs and fur, golden eyes bearing down on them both. Menodora shivered. Touka grinned.

    “Mortal trespassers,” the voice that came from the beast was surprisingly soft, “You tread upon the verdant gardens of ZǐsŤ without authorization. By the authority of Lady Meiling, Overseer of ZǐsŤ, and the Queen Mother, you are to surrender yourself into custody for interrogation. Do not resist.”

    Face to face with a beast twice his size, Touka was annoyingly casual, laying his wooden sword across his shoulders while he sized up the beast.

    “And what happens if we do?” The excitement in his voice did nothing to improve Menodora’s increasing anxieties.

    “Do not, child. There is no need for you to be harmed.” Why was the ten foot tall lion man the more reasonable party in this scenario, Menodora wondered. She wasn’t sure if what he was saying was true but if there was a chance to settle things without a fight, she’d-

    “Hey, wait!”

    It was pointless. Before her cry left her lips, Touka moved. A blur of black between the ground and the air, appearing face to face with the lion in seconds. Menodora imagined she shared the same surprised look as the beast. It tried to react to Touka’s sudden inhuman speed, but he took the first move, slamming his boken into the side of the beast’s head. It roared in pain and lashed back, catching Touka with a punch to the stomach. He flew across the clearing, dropping his boken as his back bent around the trunk of a tree before sliding to the ground.

    “Touka…” A hit like that would’ve killed most people. Snapped their backs like dry twigs.

    Touka got up, dusting himself off, and looking more annoyed than hurt. He glared at his hand, then Menodora, before rushing towards his boken.

    The beast cut him off, rushing forward, almost clashing across his chest with its claws, following with blow after blow that pushed Touka away from the sword. The boy dodged the full brunt of the attacks, but barely as cuts began to cover his body. When he could, he threw out a punch of his own, always making contact, but the beast charged through.

    Menodora’s stomach dropped as Touka fell backwards, seemingly tripping. The lion pounced, bringing both claws down at the boy’s chest. He rolls out of the way and pushes himself up to his feet, sprinting to his sword in a matter of seconds. He turned back on the lion, who charged at him on all fours, and met him in a clash of claws and wood.

    This was unreal. She had seen people do some crazy things, inhuman things that baffled the imagination, but all that had been done with magic. Touka had nothing but two hands and a wooden sword, and he was going toe-to-toe with an enemy right out of an RPG.

    “I should go…” That was the plan. The beast was busy trying to tear Touka to shreds, so she should sneak away now. Yet, she hesitated. He kept fighting but Menodora could tell he was struggling. He wasn’t hitting hard enough. The lion had no such problem. If he didn’t get away soon…..

    “STOP BEING SO DAMN WEAK!” Touka roared as he swung the boken at the beast, catching it in the side. A brutal cracking filled the air as the wooden blade caught onto the metal armor and broke into splinters. A pause came with Touka staring blankly at the remaining hilt before growling and throwing it into the ground, shattering it. “DAMN IT! DA-” His cursing was muffled by the claws of the lion, grabbing him by the face.

    “You were warned.” THe beast lifted Touka into the air, ignoring his struggling attacks, and proceeded to slam him into the ground. Over and over and over and over. The ground shook as the beast beat Touka’s skull against it. His struggling became weak and limp. Blood spattered the green grass and mixed with the dirt into mud.

    “STOP! STOP IT!”

    That was stupid. She regretted the words immediately. The beast did stop, looking up at Menodora as if he had forgotten she was even there. Exactly what she had wanted and she blew it.

    The beast dropped Touka on the ground. Dark welts swelled on his face in the shape of a hand with his nose twisted into a knot. Blood flowed from his mouth with even more pooling beneath his head. He was still breathing, though.

    The lion sauntered over to Menodora, a monument made of flesh and fur and steel.

    “Will you resist as well?”

    Menodora couldn’t answer. Her voice stopped working. As did her knees, and she fell right in front of the lion, staring up at it as fear drummed her heartbeat at a fierce staccato.

    “Get back over here, you overgrown housecat!”

    Somehow, Touka was standing. Knock kneed, dripping blood, and with one eye swollen shut, but standing nonetheless, glaring at the beast with rage burning black in his eyes.

    “I’m just getting warmed up, so get back over here so I can kill you.”

    The lion looked back at Touka. Menodora couldn't quite understand its expression but it did seem surprised to see Touka standing again. It looked from him to Menodora and back. With a moment of consideration, it picked up Menodora by her collar, dangling her in the air with its claws to her throat.

    “Surrender yourself now. Your injuries will be treated and you will be given a fair trial before the Lady Meiling. Any further resistance will result in the immediate death of your companion.”

    Menodora tried to control herself, keeping her breathing steady, but she couldn’t. Every wild, fearful breath pressed her throat against those black nails, pricking herself. They could so easily carve through her neck. She’d be dead in seconds. SHe looked at Touka, too afraid to speak, but urging him to stop with her eyes. He looked back at her with….

    Disgust?

    “Go ahead.” Touka took a stance, ready to fight once more. He was going to let her die.

    The lion growled. “Do not attempt to bluff me. I will not hesitate to kill this girl. Please comply.”

    “If you’re going to do it, then do it.” Touka looked her in the eye. “She’s deadweight anyway.”

    This would be the second time in a day—if it was even still the same day—that she would die, so she’d done it before. But now it wasn’t an accident. Now it was a murder. Now it was betrayal. Now, she wasn’t just scared, she was angry.

    She stayed behind with him, did as he asked of her, didn’t even run away when she had the chance, and this is how he repays her!? He won’t even win! He’ll just die like her!

    The sound of her heartbeat filled her ears, so Menodora could hear little. She felt the lion sigh and saw its hand draw back to strike her with Touka unmoving before her. Though the steady, frighten beat of her heart, she heard a whisper in a half-familiar voice.

    Command. Command. Command.

    Something—the whisper, coincidence, it didn’t matter— drew her eyes down to her left hand. No longer covered by her sweater, she could clearly see the back of her hand and found something unfamiliar. A red mark.
    Command. Command, Command.

    And she knew. A single command would save her. A command would bring her salvation. And in these wee seconds, when time seemed to crawl by while the black nails of the lion drove towards her soft neck, she found the command she needed, she wanted, to save her life.
    ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾
    |CHOICES|
    [1] Surrender
    [2] Save
    [3] Kill
    [4] Nothing

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    While 1 and 3 are also good choices, feels like 2 is appropriate as desperation/survival instincts kick in for Mennie.
    The Act of dozing off in the afternoon is a luxury indeed.
    Coffee would be nice, though.

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    3. Clearly Touka is disappointed in your lack of bloodlust so let's indulge ! The ambiguity of this order is truly all that the situation needs. @[email protected]

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