Kirunax

Dysfunctional (Chapter 8)

A/N: Double update today. Don't forget to check out chapter 9.

Sitting on the couch in the main room of the Wards quarters I was silently fuming.

Turns out our little dispute i...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 7)

Brushing his teeth, Emiya glared into the mirror, his reflection glaring back at him—a face he despised with every fiber of his being. It was perhaps the greatest source of discomfort in his curr...

Dysfunctional (Interlude 3)

Emily looked closer at Calvert’s files. As a PRT Consultant, he didn’t exactly have a strict schedule, the time he spent at the PRT HQ being only nebulously outlined in his contract. However, E...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 6)

Finishing my morning routine, I looked at myself in the mirror one last time.

Yesterday didn’t go as well as it could have, but overall, I did everything I could to create a favorable first...

Dysfunctional (Interlude 2)

“Where are they?” Missy asked for what felt like the tenth time, tinted with impatient annoyance.

Dean really didn’t fault her. They were called for a meeting with new Wards that had su...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 5)

“You really should read this, brother.”

As we flew to our destination, I was reading through Ward’s handbook.

Engagement protocols, chain of command, procedures. These are all imp...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 4)

These weren’t the worst accommodations, all things considered. Bright lighting, smooth white walls, clean bed, clean toilet. The last one was a bit puzzling, given that his hands were covered by ...

Dysfunctional (Interlude 1)

Armsmaster was always prepared.

Taking into account how prepared one could reasonably be in this line of work, of course.

As such, Armsmaster was used to being blindsided. The reactive ...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 3)

I chewed on my nail, watching the torn remains of Jouster’s signed cards go down the drain.

The worst thing is I wasn’t sure if that was enough. It could be the simple act of touching the...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 2)

Emiya

What a joke.

Emiya looked at an advertisement under the roof of the bus they were riding in. An advertisement for the very same event Tanya was dragging ...

Dysfunctional (Chapter 1)

Damn you Being X!

Damn you, damn you, damn you!

I stood up from my chair and started pacing around our small living room.

It was worse than I thought. The world ...