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[OPEN] ROOTY TOOTY
Who: Nobunaga and you!
When: 10/30-11/13 (whatever date suits you best really)
Where: Capablanca
What: NOBUNAGA REALLY LIKES GUNS: the job log.
Rating: Her enthusiasm for guns (and possibly warfare in general) will definitely come up. Aside that, I'll warn in appropriate comment headers if threads go in any other uncomfortable directions!
a)
b)
c)
When: 10/30-11/13 (whatever date suits you best really)
Where: Capablanca
What: NOBUNAGA REALLY LIKES GUNS: the job log.
Rating: Her enthusiasm for guns (and possibly warfare in general) will definitely come up. Aside that, I'll warn in appropriate comment headers if threads go in any other uncomfortable directions!
a)
[Nobunaga's always been a big fan of guns. During her time, rifles had only begun to make their way onto the battlefield, but she'd been completely enamored by them from the moment she held one and saw it in action. The weight of it in her hands, the feel of the weapon and the sensation she got when she fired one. Her use of rifles had even carried over into her existence as a heroic spirit, having had three thousand of them at once. A legion of portable, flying guns she could call on at will to gun down her opponents...
Naturally, being here meant being without them. For a while it really bummed her out.
But today is the day she's reunited with her one true love: the gun. She shows up for the job and is handed an assault rifle, and for a moment she's stood in awe of the fact she's even got it. She twists the gun in her hands every so often, inspecting it up close, just...running her hands over it slowly sometimes.........]
Incredible...it's not quite a gatling gun, but it's a step up from my own arsenal to be sure...
[You should only sound so fond of something when you're talking about another human being.]
b)
[When it comes to setting up some targets for practice, it's no exaggeration to say she's a natural. Her first few attempts are for practice; she has to get used to the weapon and adjust to how different such a fast, powerful weapon is, compared to her own that simply fired once. But the rate at which she adjusts is astounding really; she's likely one of the first to become accustomed to it (barring, of course, people with experience firing them already) and in no time at all she's confident in her ability. She's ready to shoot some zombies.]
Hah, what a beautiful weapon...warfare really has come a long way.
[The list of things she shouldn't sound particularly fond saying increases.
That being said, she may be a good person to ask if you're looking for pointers.]
c)
[With the actual hunt underway, Nobunaga seems to be in high spirits. She's got a dedicated ammo pouch hanging hanging at her waist and her rifle firmly held in her hands the whole time.]
Well? Excited?
[Yeah, that's to you. What's not to love, right?]
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[ She knew Kiritsugu sometimes did, but he stopped after she told him it made her uncomfortable. The guns were relegated to the night stand. ]
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[Isn't this great Nou.
It's just you, me...and this wall of three thousand rifles I've built between us.]
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[ kiritsugu needs to meet nobunaga, they can talk about guns. ]
1/2 okay last two parter i promise
[So guns, then.]
As for Nou...err...our relationship was very complicated, I'll put it that way. I don't know if you'd call what we had between us love, exactly, but...she kept things...interesting.
[Admittedly, a part of her really enjoyed the fact Nou just didn't give a fuck and did whatever she wanted around one of the most powerful people in Japan, at the time. Noone ever talked down to her or treated her the way Nou did...that woman can S Nobu anytime.
Except she'll never admit to that. So another vote for guns.]
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[There's no apathy to her tone like with Saka, or reluctance in the case of Nou. She just sounds genuinely heartfelt all of a sudden, recollection in her eyes that's nothing but fond.]
I adored my Kitsuno, you know. My ambition may have spread all across the country, but in comparison to her, there was no room in my heart for anything else. You could offer me the entire world and I wouldn't give her up.
[She pauses, as if she's ending it there, but she speaks up again after a moment. A little softer.]
But she left me as quickly as she came into my life. I mourned her from dusk until dawn...I'm not ashamed to admit it.
[Few would've believed it at the time, really. That Nobunaga Oda had a heart.]
So, like I said before...that all depends on the wife.
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[ she hasn't met any of the sword boys yet ]
I never though that you could display to someone other than yourself. Forgive me.
[ So she gives a bow, as Kiritsugu taught her - at a precise 45 degree angle. ]
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[It frustrates her, for some reason. Maybe it's the thought that she showed a side of herself she doesn't usually, but...either way, she feels there's nothing to apologise for, and rather than simply state it ends up waving her hand by the wrist as if to dismiss the notion entirely.]
Ohhh...don't go apologising all of a sudden! What're you apologising for? Did you go back in time and kill her yourself? Did you bring this up just to pick on me? Of course you didn't! So stand up straight! I won't have you feeling guilty over some harmless questions.
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Yes! I mean --
[ Irisviel picks up her own gun and holds it in her hands, a little clumsily. ]
Shall we get going? I know you are eager to use these now and see what they can do.