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[Empiricist]

"Sure, hope you like it!" She begins unloading furniture off the trolley. "Say, do you and Yuki want time to prepare? We could have the others cover your shifts starting from today, make sure you're well rested and all ready for the op."

[Strider03]

"Do we have an exact day and time when we'll be starting? Any recommendations what to pack? Just the usual clothes and toiletries, or any specialty equipment that we'll need? Specific uniforms, or is everyone left to find that for themselves besides Faith?"

[Empiricist]

"Next week; they'll supply the uniforms and accommodations."
"Maybe remote sensors and cameras to keep an eye on things?"
"May wanna consider supplies for fortifying positions, there's always the chance of a protected firefight. That's a guess by the way, not a prophecy."

[Chevaleresse]

Noriko shrugged rather noncommittally. "I don't think I'll need that much rest; it's not like I'll be doing much more than I'm used to. But, uh, I don't think my manager would just let some stranger show up and take my shifts. Apparently I'm worth a pretty decent amount as far as attracting patrons goes." Because everyone thinks I'm their goddamn waifu. . .

[Powder Miner]

"I, uhhhh, will I get supplied with a _(geez) maid uniform by the mansion too? It'd feel super weird to wear something that came from that... shop."

[Empiricist]

"Well, we'll just have to find someone as good as attracting gazes as you are then, won't we? We'll, pass someone off as you. I'd suggest picking someone yourself if you can, someone who you can trust to play out the act, though we do have two people to default to. Strangely, I've the feeling you won't like the defaults though..."

She turns to face Faith.

"Are we going to send you there in a literal fetish outfit even though, need I say again, they will be providing their own uniforms for everyone? Gee, I don't know, that almost sounds like a bad idea!"

[Powder Miner]

Faith recoils a little bit from the biting sarcasm, then crosses her arms, looks down, and mumbles a reply of:
"It's not like this whole Awakened thing has been a whirlwind of normality so far."

[Empiricist]

"Lighten up, the people you'll be meeting, you won't have to see again. Not like they'll be judging you much, and besides, you could run around screaming about lizard people and still be an oasis of sanity around here at this rate."

[Powder Miner]

Faith awkwardly starts to fiddle with her hair.
"Well, uh, I more meant that I wouldn't be that surprised if the plan had actually been to stuff me in the... actual fetish outfit."
There's a little pause.
"Plus, at this rate, maybe it'll turn out that there really are lizardmen in the world government."

[Empiricist]

"The way things have gone? They'd have to pretty damn drunk were that the case."

[Powder Miner]

This does elicit a little bit of a smile from Faith.
"Well, maybe our alien overlords are just trying to keep us divided. That or they're not any more prepared for all the stuff that happens than we are, heh heh."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Well, least this is better than Akihabara."

[Powder Miner]

Faith looks at Minato. "That's... the anime place, right? Yeah, I've heard of Akibahara. What, is anime real there? Like, you could run into a rich heir, a blue-haired maid, another maid with a chainsaw, and her half-foreign sister? And they all fight monsters with magic? Hehehe, sounds wild!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"No, I crossdressed as a magical girl to catch out an Aramitama."

[Empiricist]

Meanwhile in Akibahara...
Atop the burning pile, atop his burning throne, the mad god laughs. His hair was grey, his face wizened by age but not diminished. His suit was white, his jacket leather, his shirt was open, his abs were hard, and his dick was out. On his eyepatch was a circle-A, and in his hand was a molotov, along with a fragment of something, something great, something terrible.

"At last it is mine! A shard of the Orgasmatron! Soon all will bow before the LEAGUE OF EVIL!"

A blast. A crash. Impact.

A contender has come.

A skeleton clad in a jet black spacesuit. Sleek. Militaristic. A hero from an era before this. A hero who marched forward even through betrayal, even through death, a corpse, a spectre, his very existence maintained  through willpower, and willpower alone.

He burns, he burns with fire born of will, born of resolve, white hot flames of such intensity, not even the stars themselves can withstand their heat. From within the inferno, empty sockets stare sightlessly upon their mark, at their mark, through therir mark, the terrible gaze alone enough to rend apart a lesser foe.

He draws his rifle.

"Sorry old chap, but I'm going to need to stop you here."

"YOU FOOL! DO YOU REALLY THINK JUSTICE CAN STILL PREVAIL?"

"Right now, I don't care what prevails. Do you know why I am here? Why I've returned? Because I am needed. Last time it was nuclear annihilation. The time before that, Hitler. And before that, the gates of Hell itself. Do you know what summoned me this time? I am here because CAMERON FUCKED A PIG! And then the tossers decided to up and bloody LEAVE THE EUROPEAN UNION WITHOUT EVEN THE FLIMSIEST FUCKING PLAN! I need a damn punching bag. And you'll do nicely."

"IMPERTINENCE. I WILL CRUSH YOU."

"I'd like to see you try."