07/16/2018 Sai post

/me What could Saiyuri say? She was a master, she was here. She had a servant and she needed shit to do. She hated being stuck in this ice fortress. Convenient as it was capable of being.... She was a black smith damn it! She needed a forge! She needed her work space but lacked one! Shit! And last time she tried to use a vacant room for anything like that ... well Da Vinci was probably not happy with her. She was already in trouble for the hole in the roof left by that Saber she met who caused her cigurette to explode. What was with people and her ending up with damages to the roof/cieling?! Yes she was a hot head and her flames wer eblue but... Fucking christ. Don't blame the woman! She didn't make a small pillar of fire woosh up from the floor and make a thin hole. This happened another time as well. But Oh my god. Scratching the back of her head she plopped herself down on one of the lounge chairs. One leg crossing over another as the samurai leaned back and stared dully at the ceiling. Both bright blue eyes starring almost focusing on something. But nothing was there. Instead, she lazily reached into her breast pocket and procured a small tin. She flipped it open and revealed a few cancer sticks. She was a master of Chaldea if she died it'd most likely be in a fight or one of these things... and if one of these things did her in then well ya.... she'd be no worse for the ware. She placed the unlit stick between her lips and brought up a finger. The signature lines of her magical circuits jumping to life started to appear from right below her wrist, and then the blue lines crept slowly and started to make their way up her palm and the back of her hand. Finally it made its way up to her extended index finger, the circuits blue light matching her eyes, made their way up to the very tip and a small blue flame danced to life. Embracing the tip of hte cirgurette. See this was an upside to having an affinity for fire... One does not need to give a fuck and can not carry a lighter. No one asking awkwardly for a light. Unless you know she liked you. She took a sharp inhale, and released a puff. Yeah if it wasn't actual combat these things would be the death of her.