Clever Commander
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myriadofmuses:

Well, there was the major difference. This Nazrin had an information flow, yeah, no such connections existed here. In fact, she didn’t know about much except that which existed in the temple grounds. Shows how experienced she was in this whole finding things business.

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"I’m beginning to admire you, you seem so much more successful."

"I suppose you could see me that way. I view it more as my duty as a representative of Lord Bishamonten to make sure that Lady Byakuren and Master Shou have what they need, and that I can monitor any and all potential threats to the Myouren Temple, alongside the general goings on of Gensokyo. I have contacts within most of the major population areas whom I rely on to keep me updated regularly on what happens, so that I can prepare for any and all contingencies."  Perhaps this one of herself was less experienced, younger even. Nazrin could only attribute such admiration to those factors, at least. If anything, it almost reminded her of how she initially saw her own Lord Bishamonten, save for the added strangeness of it being herself.

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myriadofmuses:

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Now she was seeing where some of the differences lay. This version of her seemed a bit more highstrung on constantly working, a workaholic almost. It wasn’t a bad thing, she almost admired her for it, but she just couldn’t imagine not having those peaceful moments to retain her sanity, it was sort of required for her.

"I guess we both have our own styles then, though I will admit that keeping busy is a way to kill boredom."

"Less to kill boredom, and more that I feel as though time is wasted if not being used to the full potential it holds. And between my work for the temple, my work using my dowsing to assist others, and generally managing my information flow from around Gensokyo, I rarely have moments where I have nothing to do anyways." 

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myriadofmuses:

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"Mhmm..Similar to myself then. I’m always honing my ability to find things that I could consider work a hobby itself. Though I do enjoy sunning myself, it’s nice to have a brief second to relax every once in awhile, otherwise I think I’d have gone insane a long time ago."

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"I suppose training skills could be counted as a hobby, but I am confident enough in my dowsing abilities that I feel little need to train them. As for relaxation…I find things to busy myself with when not assisting others, so I give myself little time to relax, apart from sleep." Nazrin couldn’t help but notice a few subtle differences between herself and this other her. Very minuscule things, of course, such as a difference in speech or a slight difference of personality, but when one was as obsessive as she was, they were noticed quite easily. 

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myriadofmuses:

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"True enough. I probably had a very different past, or maybe I didn’t. It’s all a mystery ain’t it?

So tell me, what’s your favorite hobby?” 

"Indeed. Comparing pasts would take an overly long amount of time anyways, so perhaps we can simply assume that we are different in that respect, and save our collective time." Nazrin’s business-like nod was the only indication that the topic was closed, as she pushed onto the question at hand. "Hobby…hm… I would say that enough of my time is dedicated to work that I do not have a hobby."

Hijiri: "Naaaazrin~!" Seems Byakuren is in a chipper mood today. "I have a gift for you!" She calls out cheerfully, holding a rather brightly coloured pastel dress in her hands.

"No. By all the hells, no." And Nazrin was off like a shot, heading towards one of her many, many boltholes to hide until Byakuren got distracted.

hellcatyoukaigirl:

"Awa…" The chop didn’t hurt too much, really, but Orin still crossed her legs on the bed and clutched her head, closing her eyes for the moment. "I guess you’re right at that. Nue’s not stupid, after all, and I don’t think I want to try to get into a cycle of revenge with her." And another sentence from Nazrin worked like a charm. "This is seriously embarrassing, though. I’m just glad the other kasha won’t see me like this."

That said, of course, Orin fell back onto the bed itself, staring up at the ceiling. She wasn’t sure what else to say about it, really. Now that she had calmed down some, it was a lot easier to plan, though she had to admit, spending the whole day meditating would be really boring. Finally, she had to speak up, though. “Can I still eat meat like this? Because I could really go for something right now, but… I dunno what mice or mice youkai eat, really.”

"Indeed. That will only end badly for you if you do. Given that her illusions can fool me on occasion, I can safely say that any sort of prolonged conflict with her on your part would end in victory for her. And yes, I think that being seen as a mouse might hurt your dignity, if not your standing. I would suggest being careful around tengu."  Or perhaps that would be the thing that truly humbled her, a picture of herself as a mouse being distributed throughout Gensokyo. But Nazrin wasn’t that cruel, not normally.

Still, Orin’s next question had Nazrin tapping a finger to her chin, an almost quizzical look on her face. “I…am not sure. I have never made a point to attempt it, personally. I do know that the digestive system of a common mouse is mainly herbivorous, but a mouse youkai may differ. I believe it may cause your stomach discomfort, if not more.” That didn’t answer the question at all, but it was the most Nazrin could give to her, really.

clevercommandernazrin started following you

myriadofmuses:

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"Yeah, greetings to you as well. I have yet to see any prominent difference between us, that’s a rarity. As far as I know when my friends ran into other versions of themselves, there were at least some changes."

"I am sure there are differences to be found somewhere. Simply none to be found in appearance, nor in temperament. What our lives have been like, for instance, or general personality. Perhaps even abilities. We cannot know unless we were to suddenly know all there is to know of one another."

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myriadofmuses:

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"I was searching for the most adorable thing in the universe and I found myself. As expected."

"Hm….another of myself? How surprising. I suppose one doesn’t expect to see one of herself, even if she’s seen multiple of others. Greetings."

nocameranocares:

A Shanghai doll would be quick to stop Nazrin before she could go too far, a waiting Alice sitting down with a hand on her chin. She raised her hand, waving it absentmindedly. Except it wasn’t absentmindedly she was controlling her dolls again.

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"Now when did I say you weren’t wanted? On the contrary, you’re rather intriguing. For one, and something that seems to be lacking in this world, you have decent manners. Second, I wasn’t aware mouse youkai were rampant. If you’re willing to talk a bit, I wouldn’t mind talking to someone with manners. A change of pace from the usual Kirisame."

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"Given your initial reaction to my being anywhere near you, it is not hard to see why I would think I am unwanted. Shockingly, most would feel unwelcome if they were greeted with insults and accusations." Nazrin’s flat, almost bored gaze was fixed on the puppeteer now, her voice not betraying just how annoyed she was at being shepherded about by a floating doll. 

"Perhaps you should work on greetings before your next visitor, hm?" Still, Nazrin didn’t leave, showing that she was willing to speak with Alice, provided Alice watched her words. 

asknueidentified:

When inner mental  turmoil was all one knew outside reference points are one of the best ways to achieve some small degree of clarity.  Of course one must find a reference point that can be trusted.  In this case Nazrin could provide such a trusted reference point;  most of Nue’s warring selves did trust the mouse at least somewhat.

Silently agreeing to Nazrin’s demands, Nue let go and rolled over onto her back next to the mouse.  Unable to find further coordination to speak the mousified Nue lay their waiting the promised explanation.

"Smart." The knife found it’s way back to the hiding place as Nazrin sat up, the look on her face showing quite clearly that her being awake was a favor that Nue would have to repay dearly later. Still, now that she was awake, she would at least be helpful.

"I am sure that you are curious as to how you have found yourself as a mouse, and I regret to inform you that it is entirely your own stupid fault." Nazrin gestured to the half full bottle of liquid that was partially concealed behind her nightstand. "I received that from Doctor Yagokoro a few days ago at my own request, for the purpose of…humbling Kaenbyou Rin. However, last night you stumbled into my room blind drunk, and passed out on my bed. Before falling completely asleep though, you said something to the tune of needing a drink to sober up, and drank half of the medicine before I could stop you. You then promptly were forced to become a mouse youkai, and remained passed out until now. Any other questions?"