Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

Crashing through the trees into this hidden area of the forest was Beowulf and his Master upon his back. As he set her down carefully, he looked around. It seemed they found some sort of secretive forest, great for hiding in. He would keep an eye on his Master just in case, wouldn't want someone kidnapping her after all... other than him of course. "It seems we made it back Master.... at least somewhere in the Christmas Simulation."

4:08 PM

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"...More fields," she noted with a nod. "This time, complete with trees. How festive." Touko can't help but be a little disappointed. Was the Christmas simulation really just a big field of nothing? She had expected more from the organization. "I read about Christmas parades, markets, and other ways people celebrate, but there's nothing here even remotely similar to any of those things... How am I supposed to feel the Christmas cheer?" She eyed the landscape once more. Although there weren't any warm food or drink to share, or holiday festivities to take part in, she supposed she could make do with the current environment they were in right now. The tall trees and fine snow felt strangely homely, despite her being born and raised in the hustle and bustle of the city. Touko let herself fall back, landing on her back onto the thick layer of snow with a muffled thud. She stared blankly into the sky before slowly closing her eyes. What the hell is she doing now?!

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@felice | 🥜/🧓/👮🏻/🤺/💳 - jump Beowulf had gotten a fight in, so he was satisfied. "Well, we at least aren't lost this time. Mostly." he gestures to some tracks in the snow, people had at least been here more recently. They could probably find there way to other people if they wanted to He flopped back into the snow next to his Master, leaving more of an impact from his larger body. "Master, you have told me your longterm wish that you want to complete. What about a short term wish? What is the next goal you want to achieve on your path to finding your True Wish?" A simple, but important question. While he could just help her completely to her overall goal, Beowulf wanted to know what his Master really wanted. 'Saving Humanity' was a pretty cop-out answer. He wanted to know her real wish.

This has been one long summoning journey. The fact that they finally had some clue that led somewhere reassured her somewhat. Letting out a sigh, she paused for a few momenys before answering his question. "Right now, I can really go for some waffles," she said earnestly. "I haven't had something sweet in a while..." She closed her eyes, picturing the delectable sweet in her mind's eye. Freshly baked waffles, dribbled in warm syrup and topped with ice cream. She'll have to go ask the red-haired lady in the kitchen to make some for her sometime. Opening her eyes again, she turned to the side to meet him face-to-face. Her expression as neutral as ever. "But that's not a very satisfying answer, is it? If I had to tell you what my 'True Wish,' my honest answer would be that I have none. Here I am, employed under Chaldea with the goal of saving humanity. That's all there is to it." She recalled her memories- the very few she had. Hazy and unclear. If memories makes the man, then who would that make her be? She continued in a softer voice. "...At least, for now."

@Krev | Ama | Siri | Dom | Beo

@felice | 🥜/🧓/👮🏻/🤺/💳 - jump "Well, then it means you just gotta find that something you want to wish for! I will be with you every step of the way, Master! We will find you a grand ambition for yourself! Humanity will be saved eventually, so you will need to find something you want to do after as well!" He would place his hand on her shoulder in the snow, giving it a reassuring squeeze as he sat up to look around. It was still rather quiet here, peaceful even, not something this Berserker wanted to stay in for too long right now! He had gotten summoned recently and barely gotten any fighting done! Not even any revelry! They couldn't just sit here! There would be no way to find any sweet things at all! "Now then, Master! Let's go! Perhaps we can find you something sweet still!" He would hold out his hand to his Master, not grabbing her, but letting her willingly take it to dash into the unknown future together, whereever that may take them

She pouted, not wanting to get up just yet. "Another wish I had is to lay in the snow make snow angels." But, she placed her hand in his anyway, allowing him to pull her up to her feet. "But..." Touko nodded. "Sweets don't sound so bad, either. What are you craving, Berserker?"

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@felice | 🥜/🧓/👮🏻/🤺/💳 - jump Beowulf would smile, pulling her up. Even if she didn't want to get up, they had places to be! They couldn't stay stuck in this remote and lost area of the forest for too long or the tracks may vanish after all. You never know with these simulations. "There will be better places for snow angels once we are no longer lost! And maybe make a snow warrior as well!" Probably some sort of snowman. "I do not fully know what all the various sweets that have been devised since I was gone, a nice sweetroll would be good. Trying whatever has taken your interest though, sounds a lot more fun!" He would release her hand, not pulling her forward this time. Now it was time for the Master to lead and head forward on her own, rather than be pulled by force to the future. "Now let's go, Master!"