[What's that, Inaba? You want a memory while you sleep?
SURE HAVE A MEMORY
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"Yo, Atsushi-kun!"
Atsushi looks up from his work desk. He's in an open office, with several other desks and workers doing their own thing that day. Two people are at one desk, looking over a file while one of them types at a typewriter. A third is doing his own work. Another is slacking off and doing nothing but relaxing at his desk. And given the number of desks in the office, it's fair to say maybe four or so more are not present at the moment.
Atsushi's own desk has a typewriter and some papers spread out on it. He seems to be typing up a report on some missing persons, but other than the fact that it is dated for 1938. Next to his desk stands a rather tall man with dark brown hair, who has bandages covering his arms up to his wrists, as well as on his neck.
"Dazai-san?"
The man- Dazai- smiles as he holds up a piece of lined paper that has been written on.
"It seems like we have a break in our 'missing magus' case. Care to investigate with me?"
Atsushi gives the man a hesitant look, but as soon as he takes the paper and looks at it, his eyes go wide. And as he hands back the paper with the drawing of a summoning circle on it, as well as directions on how to make it, he says, "Yes, I would like to."
From there it jumps forward by at least several weeks, if not months. It's nighttime now, and a chill has fallen, given the puffs of air visible as Atsushi breathes. He's running, and he barely makes it around a corner before a burst of fire shoots down the street he had just been on.
"Dazai-san, it's no good! That thing is targeting US, not just the servant!"
Dazai scratches his chin thoughtfully. "Hmmm...Well, that does seem like an effective way to end the fight. Kill the small, squishy master, and the servant will disappear." Given that no command seals are visible on Dazai's hands, it's easy to guess at who is the master here.
Atsushi grits his teeth. "And what are we supposed to do about that?!"
"I'm not going to do anything," Dazai says, correcting Atsushi with the tone that a senpai might use with the person under their care. Then he places his hands on Atsushi's shoulder and turns him around, facing him back in the way he had just come from. "You have magic of your own. Not enough to fight a servant, probably, but you can make the other master regret giving the order to attack you. Show them your beast, Atsushi-kun."
And then he shoves a screaming Atsushi back into the fray.
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Hm. What a memory, huh?
Anyway, by the time Inaba wakes up, she'll be able to smell food cooking. Because Atsushi has predicted her awakening, and is making her something to eat.]
I've been waiting since last year, hdu
SURE HAVE A MEMORY
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"Yo, Atsushi-kun!"
Atsushi looks up from his work desk. He's in an open office, with several other desks and workers doing their own thing that day. Two people are at one desk, looking over a file while one of them types at a typewriter. A third is doing his own work. Another is slacking off and doing nothing but relaxing at his desk. And given the number of desks in the office, it's fair to say maybe four or so more are not present at the moment.
Atsushi's own desk has a typewriter and some papers spread out on it. He seems to be typing up a report on some missing persons, but other than the fact that it is dated for 1938. Next to his desk stands a rather tall man with dark brown hair, who has bandages covering his arms up to his wrists, as well as on his neck.
"Dazai-san?"
The man- Dazai- smiles as he holds up a piece of lined paper that has been written on.
"It seems like we have a break in our 'missing magus' case. Care to investigate with me?"
Atsushi gives the man a hesitant look, but as soon as he takes the paper and looks at it, his eyes go wide. And as he hands back the paper with the drawing of a summoning circle on it, as well as directions on how to make it, he says, "Yes, I would like to."
From there it jumps forward by at least several weeks, if not months. It's nighttime now, and a chill has fallen, given the puffs of air visible as Atsushi breathes. He's running, and he barely makes it around a corner before a burst of fire shoots down the street he had just been on.
"Dazai-san, it's no good! That thing is targeting US, not just the servant!"
Dazai scratches his chin thoughtfully. "Hmmm...Well, that does seem like an effective way to end the fight. Kill the small, squishy master, and the servant will disappear." Given that no command seals are visible on Dazai's hands, it's easy to guess at who is the master here.
Atsushi grits his teeth. "And what are we supposed to do about that?!"
"I'm not going to do anything," Dazai says, correcting Atsushi with the tone that a senpai might use with the person under their care. Then he places his hands on Atsushi's shoulder and turns him around, facing him back in the way he had just come from. "You have magic of your own. Not enough to fight a servant, probably, but you can make the other master regret giving the order to attack you. Show them your beast, Atsushi-kun."
And then he shoves a screaming Atsushi back into the fray.
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Hm. What a memory, huh?
Anyway, by the time Inaba wakes up, she'll be able to smell food cooking. Because Atsushi has predicted her awakening, and is making her something to eat.]