Continuation of this entry.
This is a scheduled post.
Back to being dead until a new Tsuki no Sango chapter or something nice comes out. The current state of Type-Moon is hopeless, at least for me.
Also, I stole this picture from the Tsuranuibot account on twitter, just enhanced it a bit.
holy shit, what kind of person is behind the proposals for WordPress entry editors? The blocks editor is beyond stupid. After looking at its name and the photo of the author of this atrocity is no wonder the result was just as terrible.
I miss /fate/.
how come i didn’t see this during AF
*I will update this entry a couple of times, around 4, probably.. This semester has been hell and I don’t feel like employing the the little free time I get to translate. Here’s a tidbit:
Certainly, only a fool would get caught in that vigilence network.
In middle of the traffic, a faint scream, almost as if it was about to fade out reached her ears, her neurones fired up and Bazett’s body, just like the wind, began her sprint.
It was 8 P.M, unthinkable for a vampire to act this early but upon hearing that scream, she started searching for it, however it was clear that it wasn’t any kind of tough.
But the sound of concrete cracking and falling.
Running uphill and making a wall jump towards the building, Bazett climbs to the rooftop and turns her head two, three times to locate the source of the scream, then taking a huge leap she landed at the back alley.
There, the singing voice of a young male reached her ears, and the scenario she had expected laid out before her. A gaping hole in a concrete wall and dust in the air.
Have this in the meantime.