The Summoning of The Saber: Taishi Shōtoku. |
Dawod Noah "Alright. Let me get this straight.." Dawod mumbled, grasping onto a certain spell book in a bandage wrapped hand, which concealed his command seal, which resembled that of an patriarchal cross. He had it covered, as he was well aware of the war. He decided to participate in it as he has been told his ancestor has participated in one. After making the outline of the summoning circle, he immediately fell onto his bum, and flipped through the book. "Okay, okay.. Let's see.. Oh, goody, a bit of blood, a relic, which seems to be that fancy sword I took from Granny, and mumbling all this rubbish." He said, monotonically. He then grabbed a dagger off from the side desk, and raising his hand over the center of the diagram, and slicing the palm of his hand, allowing bits and dribbles of blood to spill onto the center. He then shook his hand slightly, as he felt a bit annoyed from the stinging pain. He threw the dagger to the side, allowing it to the wall, as he was performing this ceremony in a shack off in the distance of the town. He then motioned over towards a large black box. It was hand crafted, and marked with vivid patterns. Shichiseiken.. "Such an attractive box.." He said, before pulling the lid, and placing it carefully to the side. He leaned his hand over to lift a wrapped up object which was shaped as a sword. He didn't feel like unwrapping it, so he felt the ceremony would be alright with it on. He immediately placed the sword onto the center, and back up. He then turned around, his bare toes rubbing against the border of the circle, as he set his book in-front of him. He closed his eyes, a light hum of visible prana can be visible as he started to get the summoning started. When he felt that he was ready, and the time was unison, he started to chant: Ασημένιο και σιδήρου βασίζεται. Συμβόλαιο με το θεμέλιο λίθο του Μεγάλου Δούκα. Είναι σε Shubain Daishi μου Org. Ο τοίχος είναι ο άνεμος προσγειώθηκε. Πλατεία πύλη είναι κλειστή, και έξω από το στέμμα στο, διχαλωτή δρόμο που οδηγεί στο Βασίλειο κυκλοφορεί. Κοντά μου (κάλυψη). Κοντά μου (κάλυψη). Κοντά μου (κάλυψη). Κοντά μου (κάλυψη). Κοντά μου (κάλυψη). Πέντε φορές με κάθε διαδοχική επανάληψη. Ωστόσο, εγώ θα σπάσει το χρόνο συνταξιοδότησης πρέπει να καλυφθεί. ---- Λέω. Υπό μου, μόνο εσύ τέχνη σπαθί σου είναι η μοίρα μου. Vector σύμφωνα με την προσέγγιση του το Άγιο Δισκοπότηρο, η συμφωνία αυτή, ανταποκρίνεται στη λογική αν ακολουθήσετε αυτό. Όρκοι εδώ. Ένα άτομο που γίνεται ένα μακρινό καλό όλων, είμαστε αυτό που είμαστε μακρινό θέσει το κακό απ 'όλα. Επτά ουρανούς των τριών μεγάλων κοτοντάμα φορώντας σου έρχεται από το τιμόνι της αποτροπής , --- από τους υπερασπιστές του υπολοίπου! Suddenly, a large whirlwind, a heavy push started to nudge at Dawod as the summoning seemed to have growing to a success. He didn't stop, hoping to actually visually see his servant before stopping. |
| The whirlwind grew stronger and a feeling of benevolence washed over him as he continued on with his ritual. Someone had heard the summons and took an interest in this boy. Thinking it would be fun to get back into the human world after so long, Taishi had answered his summons. She begins to materialize from the center of the circle, first her hand which reclaimed her shichiseiken, then her arm going down to her rather unruly hair down to her head, neck, and shoulders. She looked as though she were leaping as part of some elaborate dance as the rest of her manifested and she gently settles down on her two feet, letting her arm come to a rest. She looks at the man who had apparently summoned her and could hear his prana channeling into the circle, and the sound of his command seals becoming active. "So you are my master in this war? Let's try to get along and have some fun, ne?~" She winks at him playfully and starts unwrapping the sword. "Let's see what goodies you got me~ Oooooh~" She holds the unwrapped shichiseiken high in the air and it seems to glow in the presence of its former owner. "The genuine article~ It's good to be back~" She giggles a little and ties it at her waist. "So, my master apparent, riddle me this: what year is it and where am I?" |
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| Not focusing upon his newly summoned servant, as he was focused on having her materialize fully first, Dawod had placed deep focus into his incantations, making sure that not one single letter was to be out of place. When he heard the sound of her feet settling, he immediately allowed his Parana to disperse on all sides, showing that he was done. His hands dangled to his sides, as he noticed her question. "Yes. I am. I have summoned you. My name is Dawod Noah." He said, looking down to his bandaged hand, which concealed his command seal. He immediately felt a certain force coming from her direction. He honestly thought of it as intimidating, as she seemed to not be doing much. It was the sword that was intimidating. "You are in Russia. The year is two-thousand and twelve." He replied, monotone. He took the time to glare at her, up and down. |
| She seemed to be stroking her chin in deep thought. "I see. A land far to the north of my native land." She smiles. "Have no fear, Noah. I doubt anyone here will know who I am even if I blatantly told them my name...ayaya...I have too many names.~" This fact didn't seem to bother her at all though, she actually liked being popular. "So...whattaya want me to do first? Cook for you? Do your laundry? Strip you and throw you out into the snow? You damn masochist~" She laughs. "Or maybe you want me to infiltrate something somewhere somehow somewhen somewhy?" |
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| Noah just stood there, a blank look on his face. He listened to each of her suggestions, and allowed his ear to give a slight twitch upwards. "Can I have your name, many names?" He asked, tilting his head, rocking on his bare heel, before looking down and giving a light huff. "Masochist? He asked himself, a finger motioning up to his chin. He tapped his chin softly, and started to think. "Well, I did cut my hand during the ceremony.. But I didn't enjoy it. Was she watching me from above? Was this fate, or is she a pervert? Hm. This lady is interesting. Her ecstatic activity is interesting, and her optimistic view so far is also a note taker." He suddenly looked up, and turned around. "I'm not hungry, thank you. My clothes are all clean, thank you." He started to say. He immediately opened the door of the shack, and started to walk out. "Don't do anything yet. We must be wise. Let me show you around, and understand you more. Team-work and team understanding is a must for self-efficacy and interaction." |
| She pretends that she didn't hear his request to hear her name and goes on with his reply to her suggestions. "You're welcome. Again, you're welcome. Hey, where are you going?" She follows him, not going into astral form just yet. "How boring...oh well, we're just gonna talk? I like talking~" She giggles and playfully materializes and nips his ear to see how he'll react. "But I like playing a bit more~" With a leap back and a twirl in the air, she holds her hands together behind her and follows him at his side, leaning forward and looking up at him with a smile. "C'mon....smiiiiiiiile~" |
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| Dawod kept his blank face as they continued to walk out of the shed. He gave a light, and soft 'meep' when he felt his ear being nipped. He immediately paused, and looked over to her. "Yes. We are going to talk. I still don't know your name." He started to say, before pausing when he noticed her jumping back. He blinked twice, and tilted his head. He really thought that this girl was a bit too energetic, and found things might grow much more interesting than he calculated. When she arrived to his side, he kept his normal face. "This is my smile. Why? Are my teeth showing?" He replied. |
| "No, it's because you're not smiling." She rushes over in front of him and pushes up on his cheeks with her fingers to make a smile. "Suh-mai-ul!" She frowns at him. There was a reason she was moving a lot. It was cold and she was ill-equipped for the temperature. So she had to keep moving to keep herself warm. "Perhaps I should astralize..." She mutters and does so. "Ahh~ Much warmer now~" "As for my name...you wouldn't know me even if I told you. Here's a hint though...I'm from the land of the rising sun~" |
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| "I'm smiling. What are yo-" He was cut off by the sudden mashing his cheeks had gotten. It made him make all types of goofy faces. He blinked softly when he noticed her astralizing. He gave a sigh when he noticed her next set of words. "If you were that cold, you should have told me. The Market is close. I can take you." He started to say, as he started to walk forward a bit. "Out of all the historical females from Japan, that hint isn't helping." He called out, stopping. His bare toes gently wiggling against the grass. |
| "Unfortunately for you, I am historically known to have been a man...an unfortunate side effect in wearing a fake beard." She laughs a little nervously. "I am also a good listener and my face was on a bit of currency for a while." She keeps astralized for now. "I'm not dressed in a way that people in this era would find 'normal" She barks. "So for now I will stay this way." |
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| "I enjoy direct answers. I don't like riddles that won't benefit me when a direct answer is available." He mumbled. He then rocked on his heels and decided to play a game of his own. "Let's play a game. I call it, stay solid still until I get a name." He mumbled. In the inside, he was actually going to countless people that could fit her description. "Hmm.." |
| She stops moving and turns to face him. "But it does benefit you. What if someone used magic to pry my identity from your mind? They would get an advantage." She sighs. "I can stand here forever...can you?" |
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| Dawods next look showed he was a bit unsatisfies with the situation. He have off a huff and nodded. "Okay." was his simple response, growing a bit uninterested on her name. He dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He flipped it open and checked if he had any change yet. He nodded when he noticed he had a few spare change. "I want cake." He thought. He then looked up to his servant. "Then I run out of prana, and so do you. Then we both are sitting ducks." |
| "I actually have a very high mana pool...rank A in fact. I can keep myself sustained with only a mere fraction of 1% your total." She laughs. "Ahh if only I were an archer. Then I wouldn't need you at all~" She jests. "Oh, but I wouldn't kill you. I don't roll that way." With a sigh she relents. "You're no fun at all, are you? Here's something obvious. Toyosatomimi." |
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| Noah looked down when she started to explain. He then eventually gave a small, soft yawn and rocked on his heels a bit. He was enjoying the sensation the grass was giving his toes. "Okay. Mimi. That's a nice name." He replied, scratching the back of his head lightly. His heterochromic optics glaring in her direction. One was a dull gray, while one was a shiny red. "Is there anything else I should be aware of?" |
| "As you can guess. I'm of the saber class and I am known for being able to follow ten conversations at once and give ten perfect replies. Thus the nickname 'Toyosatomimi', abundant, clever ears." Mimi states proudly. "Now can we move on? I'm getting anxious to see a modern market in person." |
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| This point of time, Noah was simply looking at his nails. He gave off another soft yawn, before he looked up to her, finding the reason of her name slightly interesting. "That's quite a skill. Your brain power must be prodigious." He said, before giving a light "Hmph." Which resembled more of a chuckle. He then started to walk. "Follow me, Mimi." He mumbled. If she had followed, the market would be the destination. |
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