[a bit flustered, Ritsuka lifts a hand to pinch a lock of her hair between her fingers, twirling it together as she does so. there isn't much else they can do until Dr. Roman shuts down the simulation from the outside, which he'll likely be doing any minute now. but. . . these few moments between the end of the battle and when the sun disappears. . . she can at least pretend the world around them isn't fake, right?]
[Ritsuka looks up as well, expression softening]
You're a really experienced tactician, aren't you, Morgan?
[Morgan beams at that, brightening further--Ritsuka's being sincere, but even if she wasn't, this would be a perfect way to butter Morgan up.
Still, what she says is--]
Nope, I'm still in training. My father's the one who's reaaaally an amazing tactician. But someday... I'm going to surpass him, and make him really, really proud of me! Just you wait!
So... I'm really excited for this opportunity! It's just you and me--and Mash--against the whole wide world right now. That's so many battles, so many conflicts... and I get to help with all of them! I'll have to be an expert after all of this.
Okay! Sounds good to meee. It's kind of boring to wander Chaldea by myself, so I'd much rather eat together.
[Morgan doesn't cope well with boredom, that might be...already terribly obvious.
It'd be bad to leave her to her own devices.]
Hey, what do you think Dr. Roman will say? Do you think he'll be all-- [She straightens, putting on her best impression of him, which is not very good.] "You two should be more careful!! You're going to take years off of my life if you keep going like that!"
[that much Ritsuka has already figured out, and his mouth quirks into a tiny smirk as she makes her way towards the exit]
Oh, absolutely.
[SHE LOVES U DR. ROMAN. . . BUT ALSO. . .]
But I also think he'll be all-- [straightens as well, lifting a hand to the back of her head much like how Roman does on a frequent basis] "I thought I'd be able to use this chance to take a nap! Man, you're really working me to the bone, aren't you?"
Excuse me if I say I won't feel sorry for him in advance.
[girls. . . . . . he can probably hear you. scratch that: he can definitely hear you!! and he is definitely appearing behind Ritsuka, clearing his throat just loud enough for the young master to hear. . . and then immediately whirl around to face him]
[also beaming, poking at her cheeks with her index fingers]
[Roman sighs and rolls his eyes. I'll reward you with the afternoon off. How's that? and then, a small grumble, Kids don't know how good they have it these days when they can get the whole afternoon off while I have to calibrate the simulation room. . .]
[but Ritsuka isn't listening. she brushes past Dr. Roman and pats his shoulder affectionately as he goes]
Point 1: [She lifts up a finger.] If you do have a womanly figure, you can be depended on to be a distraction in tight situations where men are involved! Or ladies who are into other ladies. Both would be good.
Point 2: If your figure suddenly changes, we gotta know! It might be your health, or a rations issue, or an exercise issue. That's a good reason to know your measurements!
Point 3: You're more aerodynamic this way, since you don't have as many curves as Mash, which is important and relevant when fleeing from enemies or being flung through the air or even being carried!
[Ritsuka isn't easily embarrassed, but such scientific talk about how non-endowed she is draws a heavy blush to her features. and before she knows it, she's shoving her hands into Morgan's face]
Ohmygod, stop! I get it! Let's never talk about this again!
[ugh!! Morgan is cute when she's being feisty, but sometimes she is too much. just too much!! their relationship is too new for her to be talking about Ritsuka like this!!]
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[a bit flustered, Ritsuka lifts a hand to pinch a lock of her hair between her fingers, twirling it together as she does so. there isn't much else they can do until Dr. Roman shuts down the simulation from the outside, which he'll likely be doing any minute now. but. . . these few moments between the end of the battle and when the sun disappears. . . she can at least pretend the world around them isn't fake, right?]
[Ritsuka looks up as well, expression softening]
You're a really experienced tactician, aren't you, Morgan?
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Still, what she says is--]
Nope, I'm still in training. My father's the one who's reaaaally an amazing tactician. But someday... I'm going to surpass him, and make him really, really proud of me! Just you wait!
So... I'm really excited for this opportunity! It's just you and me--and Mash--against the whole wide world right now. That's so many battles, so many conflicts... and I get to help with all of them! I'll have to be an expert after all of this.
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Yeah. That's right. Then. . .! In that case, we'll get better together, won't we?
[their surroundings are beginning to face, to be replaced by the sterile and cold surroundings of the simulation room]
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[This is too much positivity for just having barely scraped through a training scenario, but you know, it's fine.
Morgan taps the toe of her boot against the steel floor, for a moment looking briefly disappointed, before she shakes it off.]
Let's do this again sometime, okay? It was fun! [Almost dying is tons of fun!]
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We're going to have to, if we want to get any better at this.
[ssssigh]
. . . let's debrief with Dr. Roman, and then get something to eat. Mash probably has a post-training meal already prepared for us.
[and maybe she can use the mealtime to get to know Morgan better? she is a little curious about her servant's past, after all]
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[Morgan doesn't cope well with boredom, that might be...already terribly obvious.
It'd be bad to leave her to her own devices.]
Hey, what do you think Dr. Roman will say? Do you think he'll be all-- [She straightens, putting on her best impression of him, which is not very good.] "You two should be more careful!! You're going to take years off of my life if you keep going like that!"
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Oh, absolutely.
[SHE LOVES U DR. ROMAN. . . BUT ALSO. . .]
But I also think he'll be all-- [straightens as well, lifting a hand to the back of her head much like how Roman does on a frequent basis] "I thought I'd be able to use this chance to take a nap! Man, you're really working me to the bone, aren't you?"
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You're right, you're right! He's deeefinitely going to complain about that.
[This is a good time for him to appear behind them, not that Morgan cares.]
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[girls. . . . . . he can probably hear you. scratch that: he can definitely hear you!! and he is definitely appearing behind Ritsuka, clearing his throat just loud enough for the young master to hear. . . and then immediately whirl around to face him]
. . . hi, Doctor!
[NO SHAME]
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[EVEN LESS SHAME... these two are menaces.
Why are they like this.]
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It sounds like you should work on being less predictable.
[comes Ritsuka's cheeky reply]
[Roman deserves this]
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Morgan beams, giggling in response.]
It's fine, it's fiiine. We're just being... efficient! Yeah! You should praise us!
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[also beaming, poking at her cheeks with her index fingers]
[Roman sighs and rolls his eyes. I'll reward you with the afternoon off. How's that? and then, a small grumble, Kids don't know how good they have it these days when they can get the whole afternoon off while I have to calibrate the simulation room. . .]
[but Ritsuka isn't listening. she brushes past Dr. Roman and pats his shoulder affectionately as he goes]
Thanks, doctor! Good luck with your work!
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Wow, Master, you really worked your wiles there! [She taps her chin thoughtfully.]
Would those be what's called womanly wiles...?
[No Morgan.]
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[MORGAN PLEASE]
What about that was womanly? Or wily?
[she is not exactly the most femme fetal-looking of people, Morgan!! she isn't sure she can pull off these. . . womanly wiles. . .]
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Hmmm... well, it was wily...that's not even in doubt.
But womanly...
[............. STARING AT RITSUKA...
SLOWLY... LOOKING HER OVER... FROM HEAD TO TOE.
...............]
No, I guess you're not very womanly, huh...?
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[a pause]
[a pppppause]
Rude.
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Morgan just rocks back and forth on his heels.]
Am I wroooong? The truth is important! You can't censor it, Master!
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M-my figure isn't any of your business!
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[Morgan what]
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Quit making things up! How gullible do you think I am?
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[Why.]
Point 1: [She lifts up a finger.] If you do have a womanly figure, you can be depended on to be a distraction in tight situations where men are involved! Or ladies who are into other ladies. Both would be good.
Point 2: If your figure suddenly changes, we gotta know! It might be your health, or a rations issue, or an exercise issue. That's a good reason to know your measurements!
Point 3: You're more aerodynamic this way, since you don't have as many curves as Mash, which is important and relevant when fleeing from enemies or being flung through the air or even being carried!
Point 4--
[Stop her, it's terrible, she can keep going.]
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[Ritsuka isn't easily embarrassed, but such scientific talk about how non-endowed she is draws a heavy blush to her features. and before she knows it, she's shoving her hands into Morgan's face]
Ohmygod, stop! I get it! Let's never talk about this again!
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I'll shelve the topic for now, it's okay. [For now.]
What we should talk about instead is...lunch!
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-- right, lunch! That's a much safer topic.
[and as if on cue. . . Ritsuka's stomach growls]
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