A Saga of Tanya the Evil/The Irregular at Magic High School crossover.
I do not in any way, shape, or form lay claim to either of these works.
This is just a work of admiration from one fan, to those others that share the same interest.
The only characters or places I lay claim to are those solely of my own creation.
The war on obliviousness: Setting the stage for an assault.
Monday July 5th 6:00 A.M.
It had been just a bit under two weeks since the attempted breach, and besides Tanya needing a bit more 'comforting' than normal, things had seemed to go back to a relatively normal state, at least as far as Visha was concerned. They were rapidly moving towards the start of the inter-school competitions, and she had settled into her role as the manager. Honestly, it was an oddly familiar sort of role for her, taking care of the various athletes and making sure that they had everything at hand when they needed it. One could even say it was a bit nostalgic for her, especially taking care of Tanya's needs and wants. Not that she ever MINDED doing that, but… Well, it was kind of nice to have an EXCUSE to keep doing it.
Not that she had ever needed such an excuse.
Visha smiled happily as she watched her companion reading the newspaper on her tablet while eating her breakfast. Something about watching the diminutive blonde eating her sausage and eggs made Visha enjoy hers just a bit more. Plus, she did enjoy laying out Tanya's wardrobe for the day, and making sure that her costume for Mirage Bat was properly laid out and in good shape. The fact that they were doing practices in full costume was a definite bonus, as far as Visha was concerned. Not that she was STARING or anything, but she had to admit that the rather pert posterior of her petite partner did fill out the pants rather nicely.
Feeling her face overheating just a bit, she takes a very quick drink of her juice, and eats some more food to distract her from such unwarranted and inappropriate thoughts.
Still, the night time emotional comfort and support sessions were nice. There was something comforting and nice about holding the Argent, HER Argent, close like that. She just wished she could do it without having to sneak into her companion's bed. Not that she was doing anything illicit or wrong, mind you. It was her job, nay, her DUTY to see to the well being of the athletes she was supporting.
With a firm nod she totally doesn't go back to sneaking covert glances at her companion. And eating, .
Tanya, for her part was working through a problem while she picked at her food and was, otherwise, mostly unaware of what was going on around her. The subject of those deep thoughts was sitting across from her engrossed in her meal. Honestly, the pure joy and bliss Visha seemed to get from her breakfast was a sight to see. Sure, she might wish that Visha would look at her like the sausage and bacon that she was eating in a way that might be slightly distracting, but that didn't detract from her thoughts. Mainly, how to broach the subject of her feelings towards her former adjutant. She had started on a cost-benefit analysis, but realized it was more for her sake than her more grounded companion.
Honestly, she almost wished that she had had more of an urge a relationship when she was the salary man, it would have given her some experience. How that might relate to pursuing a lesbian relationship with your former subordinate as teenagers in a world of , she wasn't honestly sure. Bit it would at least give her a frame of reference from.
Maybe she should look to literature? Surely there were just as many yuri stories in this world as her first one? That might work for a starting point.
Something to research later, after classes and practice tonight, then.
But first, it was time to discuss something, and there really wasn't any point in trying to be discreet about it.
"So, I think it's time we start to look at what our benefactors want from us." Tanya says, putting down her cup of coffee.
"What they want from us? Is it really safe to discuss this...here?". Visha asked.
"There is no point in trying to be covert, since you have a device implanted in your chest. We have to assume it can record, just like a computation jewel could." Tanya explained.
"I suppose.. so, what is it you think they want from us?". Visha asked as she set down her fork.
"Well, let's look at our education first. One, we are receiving private instruction, a rare thing with how rare magical technician's are. Second, look at our classes themselves. We are studying modern history and politics, that makes sense. Refreshing our French and modern German makes sense as well, as does spanish. The odd one out is the classes on Japanese language and society. Why not Chinese, since they tend to be more aggressive, or refreshing our Russian? Instead, it's Japanese. I think they are planning on deploying us there at some point. The question is why."
"Well, why would they send us there? It's not like either of us has ever been there, in either of the worlds we have lived in." Visha asked, poking at her breakfast.
"I think that might be part of the reason. We are a couple of assets that no one outside of a limited group has any information on, I'm not the Ace of Aces here, and you are not the Devil's Handmaid, either. We are just two magic technicians of unknown background and no notable accomplishments. We fly under the radar perfectly." Tanya mused as she stared into her cup.
"But, you are the only one that can manipulate entropy like you can." Visha pointed out.
"Right, an ability that is usable, so far, by one person is of limited use indeed. And look at the test they did, if that was not demonstrating how I can be used for covert and aggressive insertions, I don't know what is. No, I think it's a forgone conclusion that we will be deployed to the Japan of this world and age at some point. When is the question now." Tanya said with a bit more force in her tone.
Visha laughed softly. "Hopefully not until after the competition, it would be a shame to put that uniform to waste."
"Well, we do know I hate wasteful endeavors, and I do want to see how our training has panned out for them." Tanya conceded with a smirk.
Visha definitely did not think too long on what that particular smirk did to her insides.
Tanya, for her part, had moved on to other lines of thought. She had already looked into where the teams would be staying, and the particular hotel that was putting up their team had a magnificent view out of the balcony. It would be, logistically, the perfect place for her to confess her feelings. And if she was rejected, she could always cast herself from the balcony and the fall should do the job. Not that she was worried about that, after all.
But one should always be prepared.
Meanwhile, at Facility One.
Dr. Adeline Schugel looked from the monitor, to the technician and sighed as she sat down.
"Does this mean we have to scrap the plans, Doctor?" The technician asks nervously.
Doctor Schugel shakes her head, rubbing at the bridge of her nose. "No, she was pretty much spot on. Not that it comes as a surprise, having seen what we have of her abilities. No, we carry on as planned."
"Does this mean we include them in the planning, then?" He asked as he stored the recording in the database.
"No, no need to confirm to them that we see and hear everything that happens around our dear Visha. No, no need at all. We can all continue as we have been, all assured that we know more than the other. It honestly doesn't make a difference at this point. It does mean we can be a bit more aggressive in their training. Tanya is showing a surprising ability with the language and culture already, so bringing Visha up to her level of competence should not be impossible. No, we continue as we have been. We need eyes that we can trust, that we know the capabilities of and no one else does." the doctor said in a matter of fact tone.
"And do you still want that rather odd professor to start to work with them?" He said hesitantly once more.
The grin that splits the doctors face would make the Devil proud. "Oh yes, I think it's about time we try to understand the underlying principles of what they do."
"May God help them…" He said while shaking his head.
"Come now, there is no god, just science." She said as she smiled once more. "Mind you, they might start wishing there was one soon enough."
Monday July 5th 6:00 P.M.
Practice was coming along well, Tanya had to admit to herself as she surveyed the athletes while wearing her own uniform for Mirage Bat. With it's styling, there was something almost familiar and comforting about the costume, she had to admit. Her practice session with Mirage Bat was over, now she was heading to her practice session for Speed Shooting, it being a natural for a combat mage such as herself. She was looking forward to trying something, a spell that she had been working on converting from one system to another. Multiple target homing magic.
This could be fun, as long as it worked, that is. So far, converting from their math-based system to the formula driven system of this world's CAD's was proving challenging. Not that Tanya had ever let a little think like things being challenging, or even provably impossible stop her from completing a task, after all.
So, she settled in with the gun-like CAD against her shoulder, running the formula through her head one last time before she nodded to Visha to start the session. The targets started to fly, one or two at a time at first, letting her get a feel for the spell and how it acted. One or two targets was not a problem, she could manually aim fast enough to handle them easily. Three was a challenge, and at anything four or more the spell just didn't handle the variables correctly.
WIth a sigh, Tanya calls off the practice session. She walked over and sat next to Visha, leaning together as they both started to go over the formula's, putting their considerable talent to work together. Still, the fact that we are still learning this world's magic system, and the depth of math needed for the conversion is proving a challenge that they might not be able to surmount.
"Maybe We can't do this.,." Visha cautiously proposed, watching her diminutive partner.
"Since when have we let something being impossible stop us, Visha?" Tanya counters, a frustrated look on her face.
Visha laughed that laugh that Tanya loves to hear so much. "That is true. Never let it be said that anything can stop the Argent when she gets her mind set on something."
Tanya huffed a little at that, then rolled her eyes. "You always set such high expectations for me, Visha."
"That would be because you always exceed them." Visha said with that warm smile of hers, causing Tanya to blush brightly.
Tanya coughed into her hand. "Anyhow, I think that we have hit the wall for tonight, let's see about the rest of the practice then head for home. I don't know about you, but I feel like ordering Japanese tonight. It would make sense, since they are preparing us and all."
Visha laughed and leaned against her companion for a moment. "I think that you just are looking for an excuse for more sukiyaki."
"You are not wrong…" Tanya conceded with a smirk.
As the pair went to enter the place they called home, they noticed that the door was unlocked. With a quick look to the other, they prepared themselves before bursting through the door. What they find on the other side is not exactly what they expected.
Instead of a hit squad of vicious killers, there is an older woman dressed in a floral kimono setting out what looks like a japanese meal, sukiyaki from what their noses and eyes tell them.
She eyed the two with a warm, open smile that doesn't quite make it to her eyes as she bowed to the pair of teens. "Hello, I hope that you don't mind that I made myself at home? It was decided that it would be best that I introduced myself sooner rather than later. I am Dr. Yoshiko Nishina, and I will be your personal instructor on math and the magical sciences from now on. Now, shall we eat, my dears? We do have so much work to do…" She said in a tone that while pleasant, held some level of threat somehow.
Tanya smiled back as Visha let out an audible little gulp. "Oh yes, let's eat and then we can start. I have so many ideas I need to work through…"
Visha, for her part, didn't know which look she found more worrisom, the look in her Devil's eyes, or the one in their rather odd instructors. Maybe she didn't want to know, after all, as she just focused on the rather good meal.
*A/N*
And we are getting closer to a new arc!
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