Her thought process is being a little ironic with the "newfangled" part, but given that Sakuya's principal areas of expertise kitchen-wise are a) circa 1790 and b) circa 2420, 1946's culinary technology has a few puzzles in store for her either way. I mean, how proficient would you be with the stuff you found in a kitchen from 1546? Sure, a lot of it would be pretty simple, but good luck getting good results with just a cauldron and hand tools when you don't know the techniques. :)

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It is deliberately ambiguous! Flan probably doesn't know the answer to that question herself. She just did it. "Stare hard and assert yourself" has the same user experience, whatever mechanism actually makes it work. :)

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In that timeline, I expect it would have unfolded something like this:

"I am her mistress, monsieur. Is there a problem?"

(man vociferously explains what the problem is, including a lecture about how Remilia needs to keep her servants on a tighter leash if she can't manage to teach them to know their place when she's not around)

"I see. Sakuya, I'm very disappointed in you. You should have resolved this situation yourself before I ever needed to become involved."

"Yes, m'lady. I'm very sorry, m'lady."

"Now, do you know what you have to do?"

"Of course, m'lady."

"Very good. Kindly get on with it, then. This gentleman doesn't have all day, and neither do I."

"Right away, m'lady."

(Sakuya and the shopping disappear. As do the man's trousers. At his involuntary shout of surprise and dismay, everyone in the lobby turns to look, then stares in disbelieving horror at what lies revealed.)

"Oh my, monsieur. What is it our Alban friends call this style? 'Going regimental', I believe?"

(The policeman standing around in the corner of the lobby takes an interest. Not in that way. Well, possibly in that way, but also in the sense of his professional duties.)

(The lift arrives with perfect timing, enabling Remilia to drop her parting remarks as she breezes aboard and disappears, just before the policeman arrives.)

"Next time, perhaps you'll remember to mind your own business. Bonne après-midi, monsieur. Third floor, if you please, mademoiselle..."

>"Whatever the local equivalent of unemployment might be I suspect."

He doesn't even work there! He was just in the lobby because he'd had a lunch meeting in one of the hotel's restaurants with someone who was staying there.

--G.
Sakuya briefly considered tying a jaunty red bow around the appropriate(??) bit as a sort of crowning touch, but couldn't figure out how to do that without touching it and abandoned the idea
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can't blame her one bit there

The proper response is that she did not think to carry the requisite tweezers with her at the time.

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I'm reminded of a scene from a Ranma 1/2 fic I read many years ago, in which girl!Ranma encounters a small mob of teenage hooligans bent on sexual assault ... when the cartoon ball of violence subsides, the hooligans are all lying dazed on the sidewalk, naked except for brown ribbons tied over each boy's junk (loincloth-style, IIRC, allowing them a tiny bit of retained dignity).

"Why brown ribbons?" Akane asks.

"Well, you only get a white ribbon if you get an honorable mention."

Hah! Naturally.

This whole thread reminds me of an old Renfaire song. "A Scotsman clak in kilts left a bar one evening fair..." o/~

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Orchestrate our fall from grace
Poorest players on the stage
Our defiance drives us straight to the edge

Of course, there are some men who bristle at the idea of being pushed around by a woman, so it might have come closer to violence before Sakuya used the World to intervene like she planned.

Meiling has this thing she can do where it looks like she's just kind of casually resting her hand on, say, a shoulder? But what she's actually doing is crushing the nerves against the bone with a force akin to that exerted by an arbor press. It's kind of like the Vulcan nerve pinch, except the recipient doesn't black out... right away.

--G.
I don't get the last part of the second sentence, though. She has the same number of bones as a human, it's not like her arms are really tentacles or something...
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I parsed it as 'she actually works for a living as opposed to the guy who probably hasn't ever done anything harder than put his clothes on'.

I meant more muscles. Don't post just before bed, kids! Or if you do, wait 5 minutes before posting and double check it!

To paraphrase my college advisor when he was teaching Philosophy and discussing perception and bringing up how we see some people, in this case him speaking of Arnold Schwarzenegger in 1987:

“She has muscles in places where that guy doesn’t even have places.”

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Well, that spawns quite the mental image. No doubt such a configuration would be useful at warding off nosy, pompous asses though.

	-={(Astynax)}=- "Call of CTouhou. I'm sure at least one doujin already exists."

(not Touhou, but if you sub in Sakuya for PB and Meiling for Marcy... :)

--G.
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Wouldn't tentacles be characterized by having fewer bones? (And I've certainly seen fanart where people seem to have forgotten that arms have those things...)

-IA.

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I was picturing something like a monkey's tail, which has an internal skeletal structure (since it's basically an extension of the spine). I suppose if they were built more like an elephant's trunk they wouldn't have any bones, though.

--G.
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