||—,, 𝔽𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝕆𝐅 𝕀𝐑𝐎𝐍

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ㅤㅤ•° her mind moved to another point.

ㅤㅤ“What about the witch-in-training that followed her.ᐣ What happened to her.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° blonde with an odd but ultimately unique style. She didn't even get to talk to her.
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ㅤㅤ“I see ... ”

ㅤㅤ•° her gaze moved elsewhere, lips muttering a short prayer for the lovers.

ㅤㅤ“It's a shame isn't it.ᐣ Savior of the Trinity, now buried under the yellow earth.”
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ㅤㅤ“Ah.ᐣ Did something happen to her.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° the last time she saw the braided Bayonetta was during the fight against Singularity on the moon.

ㅤㅤ“I kept in touch with the thief and the pink-haired one, but not her.”
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ㅤㅤ“I thought you hunters have better reflexes.”

ㅤㅤ•° she expected the gun to be punched off her hand, or something similar.

ㅤㅤ•° protocores of different colors laid on the table between them.
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ㅤㅤ“Oh, how cruel.”

ㅤㅤ•° she stood up, moving away from the poor crushed bird and looking at the merpeople.

ㅤㅤ”Merfolk ... I've only heard of them in mythologies.”
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ㅤㅤ•° the general balked at the sentence.

ㅤㅤ“Knock-off.ᐣ Isn't that a bit too cruel.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° even with the impish blonde thief, she wouldn't dare to call her a ’knock-off’.
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ㅤㅤ•° despite plummeting down back to the earth, she didn't seem all that worried. Seconds before they hit the ground, an Infernal train swooped in and caught them.

ㅤㅤ“Well.ᐣ Hit me or no.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ“We didn't have time to get to know each other during the homunculi invasion ... ”

ㅤㅤ•° searching through her own memories, she remembered a crucial detail. The variant in front of her didn't look like the one she met.

ㅤㅤ“ ... unless I am confusing you for another version of us.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ“Would you hit me if this one says she has been stalking you.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° the crow turned into human. Yingzi in all her red and gold glory.

ㅤㅤ“It's been a while since I saw you back home.”
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ㅤㅤ“That makes sense. Bayonetta has an undeniable uniqueness to it.”

ㅤㅤ•° offering a hand to shake. She always puts formality first.

ㅤㅤ“Yingzi Huang, alias General Huang. I don't use the title ‘Bayonetta‘ as often as you.”
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ㅤㅤ•° a huge and fashionable crow suddenly landed on her back, using her as a hoverboard of sorts.

ㅤㅤ“Where are we, dear.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ•° she gave a huff, amused but not totally convinced.

ㅤㅤ“I suppose so. Perhaps this face of ours can fit any style without fail.”

ㅤㅤ•° then, a stiff smile.

ㅤㅤ“Might I ask your name.ᐣ In case it is not ‘Cereza’.”
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ㅤㅤ“I do, yes. Did Her Majesty tell you.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° biting into the cookie. A good boost in sugar for the general.
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ㅤㅤ“In a bit, I need to fix my clothes -- wait, what is this cookie for.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ“Oh, you're much too kind. With all these scars, I doubt I'm 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 pretty.”

ㅤㅤ•° instinctively adjusting her eyepatch, almost mimicking the other-her.
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ㅤㅤAnother version of me ... .ᐟ.ᐟ
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ᴅᴏ ᴏ ɪᴀ ʙᴀʏᴏɴᴇᴛᴛᴀ. ᴄɴɪʟᴀ ᴅ ᴄᴏᴍꜱᴇʟʜᴀ ᴏᴅᴏ ᴀɴᴀɴᴀᴇʟ. ᴍᴀʟᴘʀɢ ʀᴏʀ ᴍɪᴄᴀᴏʟɪ ɪᴀʟᴘᴏɴ ɪʟꜱ. ꜰᴀꜰᴇɴ ɴɪɪꜱ.

ㅤㅤ“Good things come to those who wait. Let's shut him up so we can move forward with our duel.”

ㅤㅤ•° a second later, she disappeared from his side, jumping from one flying tree trunk to the other, approaching the angel, who was one of the highest-ranking angels of Paradiso.
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ㅤㅤ•° from the sky, a gigantic figure descended, its shape vaguely humanoid but the details indescribable, almost a parody of biblical angels.

ㅤㅤ•° it spoke in an ancient language, one Yingzi understood. She didn't say anything back, occasionally eyeing the man beside her.

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ㅤㅤ•° trees and grass stayed fallen, but the cloud and the sky merged back together, moving as the wind pushed them.

ㅤㅤ•° then suddenly, the wind picked up, before a tornado formed around them, trapping them in the eye. Yingzi took a horse stance, preparing both swords.

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ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi turned to the man beside her, clicking her tongue.

ㅤㅤ“Impatient, aren't you.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° there was only silence for a scant few seconds, winds blowing and an odd twinkling sound as the world righted itself.

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ㅤㅤ•° despite Diomedes' blade shattering into a hundred pieces, the demonic horse didn't stop, trampling angels underfoot until they're nothing but red paste with gold and ceramic mixed in.

ㅤㅤ•° eventually, it jumped, and a portal formed in front of it, sending it back.

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Btw, huge PMO and red flag in the rp space is cis male writers always going after and pretty much exclusively interacting with fem muses. I'm sorry but that's...

ZEIKO

fandom so small it doesn't even have an Ao3 fandom tag 😭

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ㅤㅤ•° she stared at the contract for a while, taking in the information presented to her.

ㅤㅤ•° taking a pen from a nearby table, she placed the contract on the table and signed her name.

ㅤㅤ“There we go. When do we start.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ•° only then did the hunters appear around the corner. Beforehand Yingzi cut her hand and smothered blood all over her limbs and face, and turned around.

ㅤㅤ“You're late. All of you. Diomedes has eaten the Chainsaw Man.”
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ㅤㅤ•° the devil was swallowed by the portal, landing in an Egyptian-themed temple with beetle carvings etched on the walls, and a tall, terrifying green woman huddled up in the corner, staring at the new arrival with a surprised look in her eyes.

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ㅤㅤ•° with an unexpected strength, she wrangled the Chainsaw Devil on to the ground, and at the same time a red swirling vortex appeared under them. She pushed the devil inside, more akin to shoving someone inside a cabinet over anything.

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