✍ Rusty, 25+ | MDNI
- Harold "Harry" Murphy, powerless magus from bumfuck New York
- Killed a man at age 14 and either stuck around for a Holy Grail War in 2020 or shipped off to Chaldea and was given the name Mihael by First Hassan
- 18+ Content, MDNI
[ He tries them on, golden eyes shifting to a greenish hazel. The pair he wears doesn't have the iris restoring effects of this set. ]
Right. Thanks.
[Rather than his bag, he reaches into his pockets for a glasses case. The case itself is new, but the frames have some clear wear on the joints.]
... give those back once you find yours though, okay...?
[ Looking around. Who steals a man's glasses while he's dozing off!? ]
[ He tries them on, golden eyes shifting to a greenish hazel. The pair he wears doesn't have the iris restoring effects of this set. ]
Right. Thanks.
[ Looking around. Who steals a man's glasses while he's dozing off!? ]
[ Looking around. Who steals a man's glasses while he's dozing off!? ]
Mystic eye killers or...?
Mystic eye killers or...?
... Where are my glasses?
... Where are my glasses?
[Adjusts glasses.]
[When did he get glasses?]
[Adjusts glasses.]
[When did he get glasses?]
[ Making sure everyone is on board the Shadow Border, he finally takes a seat and begins flipping through files. Did the Chaldea of this world make any observations about the phenomenon leading to this change? Was there something different about this timeline? ]
[ Making sure everyone is on board the Shadow Border, he finally takes a seat and begins flipping through files. Did the Chaldea of this world make any observations about the phenomenon leading to this change? Was there something different about this timeline? ]
... all I can really do is offer my support here. Just tell me what you need, and I can provide.
... and if you tell me about the enemy, then...
... all I can really do is offer my support here. Just tell me what you need, and I can provide.
... and if you tell me about the enemy, then...
Wanting to punch Surtr is a common thought, I think...
[Wrong guy.]
Wanting to punch Surtr is a common thought, I think...
[Wrong guy.]
[NO HE DONT HES THINKING OF THIS MF]
[NO HE DONT HES THINKING OF THIS MF]
[He still walks through, while his familiar remains.]
'But tell me if you need them to give you a hand, ok Mihael? They're my eyes and ears from this far away.'
[ For some reason, a strange vision creeps into his mind. A man in a black cloak butchering his way through kings and gods to give a doomed world just a few years of peace. And the condemnation he received for it. ]
[ For some reason, a strange vision creeps into his mind. A man in a black cloak butchering his way through kings and gods to give a doomed world just a few years of peace. And the condemnation he received for it. ]
Even in Chaldea, they weren't there to begin with.
For the sake of plot advancement, presume Chaldea has been evacuated fast over time. And the earth is bleached already, with the Lostbelts having bene established.]
Even in Chaldea, they weren't there to begin with.
For the sake of plot advancement, presume Chaldea has been evacuated fast over time. And the earth is bleached already, with the Lostbelts having bene established.]
[ All data and access codes on the terminals has been backed up to his devices and storage. Mihael tunes into the security feeds as he leaves. ]
Try to stick with the others. I need to go check the Coffins.
[ Where are the Crypters? ]
'W-wait, hang on, Hal—?'
[ All data and access codes on the terminals has been backed up to his devices and storage. Mihael tunes into the security feeds as he leaves. ]
Try to stick with the others. I need to go check the Coffins.
[ Where are the Crypters? ]
We have to murder Holmes in sight.
We have to murder Holmes in sight.
This seems to be a parallel timeline that we've slipped into. Maybe the refractions of the hole activated the Second Magic, or we travelled through Imaginary Number Space...
'Do you know what's going on...?'
This seems to be a parallel timeline that we've slipped into. Maybe the refractions of the hole activated the Second Magic, or we travelled through Imaginary Number Space...