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Big Boss The snowy center of the Winter region of the superplanet is hard to trek through, and very cold. But, deep inside, something important has been discovered.

The workshop of Santa Claus. And it's been cleaned up by Elite efforts.

A large house with a red roof, round windows, and several entrances, including a reindeer docking bay. A red and white pole stands nearby as a landing marker, high into the sky, but hard to see from a distance unless you're specifically looking for it, for some reason.

The interior of the house has been dusted clean. It's absolutely MASSIVE, more on the inside than the outside, and is three floors tall. Pulley and lift systems allow quick access up and down the floors besides the stairs, with each floor having a balcony over the main workshop. Massive machines are in the center, conveyor belts and miniature factories that could supply an army - if they weren't specifically for toys and only toys.

There's multiple rooms, some passcode locked, some not. Those that aren't locked include the elf quarters, which have been packed of anything interesting but have human-sized beds (despite the elves being small), which have been offered to anyone who needs them. There's also a sauna, the reindeer pens and feeding area (empty, and, luckily, clean), and a dining-slash-meeting room connected to the kitchens.

The rooms that are locked by passcode, which only Gilgamesh possesses, include Santa's bedroom and office, the Naughty or Nice Room, the tracking computers, and every dangerous non-cooking machine in the building, which were turned off.

Thimble, the cute familiar-like elf working with you, with big round eyes and two pointy ears, has forgotten all the passcodes. He would check the letter every time, and now that Gilgamesh has the letter, he can't activate the machines.

Which would be a problem, were Gilgamesh not cooperating. Luckily, he's willing to give them the codes...if they play by his rules and complete tasks!

Currently, Big Boss, in his greatcoat and beret, is sitting at the meeting table. Several of his men are around the workshop, cleaning and doing other upkeep. Big Boss has a big set of plans - a list of tasks that Thimble had given last time. Everyone just needs to show up.
Cordelay Levail Cordelay enters the workshop in a hurry, her breath leaving fog in the air just outside the door as she shivers. "Even for winter, this region is abominably cold." She mutters before approaching the meeting table and sees Big Boss there, giving a formal half-bow.

"I am Cordelay Levail, daughter of Sartaire the Dragon. In the interest of spreading cheer to those who have none, I will put my talents to use in the salvation of this holiday!" Her sapphire eyes sparkle with excitement as she declares her intent, a smile on her lips. Even a warrior can enjoy a time dedicated to happiness, after all.
Nanoha Takamachi                              -- Earlier Today --                              

    Nanoha is at home sitting on her couch, talking to a nondescript Paladin operator via holoscreen, when she suddenly stands up in surprise, "What? Santa is REAL!?"

    The voice of a young girl echoes down from the nearby staircase, "Santa is real? Hah, I knew it!"

    Nanoha ehehehes as she rubs the back of her head, "That's going to be an interesting conversation. Anyway. Yes, I can help." She gives the operator a brief bow, "Thank you for letting me know." The holoscreen blinks out of existence.

    Nanoha turns and begins to head out. But as she passes by the staircase she calls out, "Sweetie, I'm going to go help find Santa and save Christmas. Have fun at the gym, okay?"

    The young girl's voice calls back, "Okay! Good luck!"

    "Thanks!" The front door closes behind Nanoha.

    The young girl's voice can then be heard one final time, "My mama is going to save Christmas. That's SO COOL!"

                                  -- Now --                                  

    Finding this place had been difficult. Getting here... Was actually relatively easier, thanks to flight magic. Nanoha now enters the meeting room, still brushing a bit of snow off her Barrier Jacket. But as she spots Big Boss, she smiles and says, "Ah, hello! I don't believe we've met. I'm Captain Nanoha Takamachi, with the Paladins."

    Nanoha walks in, glancing around the room as she does. It's still a little hard to believe she's in the famous and, until recently as far as she knew, mythical Santa's Workshop. She says as an aside, "Raising Heart, you are getting pictures, right?"

    The staff in her hand chimes, <Affirmative.>

    Nanoha grins, "Great! Vivio is going to love this."

    Oh look. Another person. Nanoha smiles at Cordelay, "Hello! Nice to meet you."
Sumiko 'Why am I even here?' Mikoto thinks to herself.  She knows that she's not going to get on any nice list, and it wasn't like she was given anything for free.  Of course, she knew why she was here.  Noble intentions towards other kids like her?  Ha, no.  She was trying to see if she could buy her way into the nice list by saving Santa and Christmas.  

Look, nobody said Mikoto wasn't a self-interested person in the end.  One doesn't become the Magical Girl of Envy and be selfless so easily.  Of course, the adventure and such of this all were worth the price of admission too.  

Walking in, she gives a wave towards Nanoha.  Hey, her elder in magical girlness.  She takes a moment to examine one of the machines, trying to figure out if she could work it.  Of course, she does this by randomly poking at it and tilting her head.  

Eventually, she walks towards the meeting table and plops down, looking for anything sweet to eat if it's been set out.  Her eyes move towards Big Boss and then back around to the others.  "Merry Christmas.  Or wait, was it Gilmas?  I can't remember if the entire holiday belongs to the gold guy."
Ritsuka Fujimaru Jeanne's primary contribution towards fixing up the workshop has been... Not burning things?

She did help with burning the unusable burnables, sure, but she's actually done a fair bit to pull her weight here. Moving things, mostly, to make sure that the people with better mechanical knowhow could get the machines ready and repaired for actual production, but also a bit of cleaning on the sid to make sure dust wouldn't clog up the works.

When she arrives, she's even donning something a little more Christmas-y in the form of a Christmas-themed hat with the little poof on top and a coat/skirt combo with similar white poofs. All the fabric's black instead of a Christmas-y red, of course.

"Why not both? People like using too many complicated names, anyway." Jeanne answers Mikoto as she comes down the steps, glancing around slowly at the old and new faces for this operation. Noting the new faces in particular, Jeanne puts on a self-satisfied smirk as she turns to Nanoha and Cordelay. "Jeanne d'Arc, the Dragon Witch."

That's enough pleasantries for one night. She turns to Big boss. "Are we going to get started anytime soon?"
Gilgamesh      "Huhuhohohohoho!"

     Oh yeah. There's the laugh.

     The King of <strikethrough>Heroes</strikethrough>Holidays is of course hosting, because he's much too much of an egomaniac not to. And of course not only is he hosting, he's gone *all the way* with it, because Gilgamesh never does things halfway.

     So the King is here, dressed in his golden armor, wearing a big red-and-white cape. He has no crown, but he does have red-and-white tassels on his shoulders. He has red-and-white trim on his golden gauntlets. There are bits of silver-and-gold tinsel hanging off his otherwise-red-cloth belt. There are *stars* floating around him, gold stars that are clearly something he Just Had Lying Around In The Gate, some kind of obscenely specialized Noble Phantasm for the specific purpose of looking impressive.

     As if *all that* wasn't enough, the King has a golden glow lighting his head, like an old-school halo from one of those big, impressive paintings.

     He comes down the stairs, a massive candy cane mounted on a no-kidding-yes-really red-and-white hilt that wraps around half of it tight in one of his gauntleted hands, and a golden bag slung over his shoulder.

     It would be completely absurd if it wasn't Gilgamesh, because with Gilgamesh, it's entirely probable that every single one of these things can kill the shit out of someone if he really feels like it, that those stars shoot laser beams, that the candy cane blasts people with the concept of peppermint, and that the sack can spill both presents and punishments from a hole in reality.

     "So begins the First Day of this Gilcember Event!"

     The King waves his cane.

     A logo appears in the air, sparkling with white stars. It is wrapped in a wreath. It reads:

     THE QUEST TO SAVE GILSMAS
     DESCENT INTO JINGLE BELL HELL
     (> >, 5 AP)

     There's some kind of super-ominous over-the-top instrumental Jingle Bells remix playing in the background. There are no speakers.

     "Now, you mongrels who have shown up, hoping for the King of Holidays to grant you passage further towards your goal! Struggle! Fight! Show me your willingness to not only match but exceed the Saint of Christmas' own preparations! Scramble, battle, and suffer, the weight of the hopes of the world upon your back! Fail, and know that the lamentations of all peoples will be squarely upon your shoulders!"

     The Gate of Babylon opens. A huge scroll falls into the King's hands. He unrolls it with one hand, the candy cane blade pointing squarely at the ground. "Now, listen! The King of Holidays hereby commands you! Tonight there will be two tasks - this is your first!"

     "The Saint of Christmas has at his command a Noble Phantasm that allows him to deliver presents across all the Multiverse in a single night! Without this, you shall never hope to match the hopes placed upon your shoulders! Come up with a delivery system able to match that unmatchable magic!"

     Gilgamesh swings the candy cane forward. It leaves a trail of white and red in its wake. "Do this, and the first password shall unlock!"

     "Begin!"
Big Boss As people filter in, Big Boss doesn't turn towards them. He just taps the list of plans, and calls out. "Thimble!"

The elf suddenly rushes in from the kitchen, holding a tray of freshly baked cookies, and sets it on the table. Big Boss takes one, chomps it, and then scribbles something down on the plans. "Good work, Thimble. Now that everyone's here, we can begin our work. We have several core goals, as the replacement Santa Claus team. As you may or may not know...Santa Claus is on vacation, and therefore cannot do his work. As such, we must do so instead."

Big Boss ushers people in to look at the maps, nodding to each one as they do. "I have collated our goals based on priority and order. They are as such: First, we must determine how we are to deliver presents across the superplanet without a sleigh. Next, we must filter through the Naughty or Nice list. Then, we must fix the tracking system for the superplanet..."

"Build the presents for the children, wrap them, and then on Christmas Eve, deliver them."

Big Boss leans back, pulling out a cigar, a cutter, and a lighter. He cuts the cigar, lights it, and puts it in his mouth. Gilgamesh comes in and introduces his task at this time, to Big Boss's slight frustration.

"Therefore, to start- We must decide on a vehicle or delivery method. I have /plans/, but I want to hear what you all have to pitch. Staren Wiremu suggested we use the Line, which may be doable, but there are other options."

The machines don't work for Mikoto. They request a passcode, which she doesn't know.

As Gilgamesh says begin, Big Boss gestures to the group. "Let's get to work." He passes note paper, and begins talking. "We have approximately trillions of houses to deliver to in the span of one night. How do we do it fast enough?"
Sumiko Ooooh, cookies.  Mikoto takes a few and starts munching on them as things are laid out, both by Big Boss and by Gilgamesh, King of the Holidays.  This is certainly going to be...a thing.  Thinking on this, the Line is mentioned, this...IS a good idea...

"Do we have some sort of transport system?  Like a portal or something.  We could have something fast on the line, and then just fire presents through the portal to the people on the Line Rocket Sled, and then aim the presents into where they need to go.  

"Make some sort of delivery system based on a connection to the Naughty/Nice list!  That way you get reckless driving AND delivery!"
Ritsuka Fujimaru When Gilgamesh issues his challenge and Big Boss lays out the groundwork, Jeanne is already grinning as she picks up a few loose gift boxes. "You're thinking too hard about the delivery. Why travel at all?" She starts stacking the small colletion of boxes into a delicately balanced sphere.

She's probably practiced stacking them when nobody was looking.

"If we just make enough of the things, we can just put all the presents together, leave some fuel in the middle, and..." She raises her hand over the pile. There's the distinct smell of burning as fire starts to form in the middle of that pile of boxes. Jeanne's grinning madly as she clenches her fist and a small explosion erupts from the middle of her box pile, sending the boxes flying across the room!

Also, the boxes are now on fire. Someone may need to fix that.
Rean Schwarzer Rean's at the table too, his winter jacket draped over the back of the chair. He'd helped with cleaning out the house and cleaning up the Reindeer stables previously

There's even some more people helping this time! He gives Nanoha and Mikoto a wave, and greets Cordelay, who he hasn't met before.

A whole bunch of stuff happens, cuulminating in Jeanne demonstrating her delivery idea via blowing up some boxes.

Rean immoderately gets up and rushes out of the room to get a fire extinguisher.
Cordelay Levail Cordelay thoughtfully chews on a cookie as she considers the idea of the Line. It certainly sounds like the best idea on paper, given the limits on teleportation magic in Sioran. Her concentration is disrupted, however, by Jeanne's sudden explosive idea.

"If we're to spread cheer by delivering these presents, setting them on fire during transit seems like a... poor idea, Mistress d'Arc." Sighing and abandoning her cookie for a moment, Cordelay goes to fetch some water and put out the burning boxes before the fire spreads.
Nanoha Takamachi     Oh, cookies! Nanoha accepts one, nibbling on it a little while her staff briefly glows, shrinking down into a small red gem that floats on wings of pink light.

    As Nanoha enjoys the cookie, she briefly considers the options. It's a difficult situation. Magic from her world can do a lot of things, but it has its limits. And a problem like this exceeds them quite a bit. They'd need a LOT of personnel to pull off something like this... Unless.

    Nanoha smiles, "I suggest that maybe we could put together an army of helpers that can deliver the presents from a main transport in the Line. Either magical or technological devices could work!" Pause, "Both even!"
Sumiko Mikoto leans back, thinking about this.  

"Well, if we had someone who could mess with TIME...then maybe?  We could just design a weird puzzle shit with the TIME to try and deliver all of the presents in an extended timely fashion.  Doing this from a ship on the Line might make things easier."

Mikoto looks at the burning gifts.  Well someone else will put that out... "Well, do we know someone I can visit that can mess with time?"
Ritsuka Fujimaru Jeanne lets out a disgruntled noise at her plan being shot down by things like fire safety and structural integrity. "Tch. A stronger box could do it, too..." She mutters, then finally gets to munching on cookies while more plans get laid out.

"Wyverns could drop presents, but they're hard to ignore even if it's dark." She smirks at that, seeming pleased about that deficiency for... Some reason.
Gilgamesh      Mikoto suggests that they just find Santa and the sleigh.

     Gilgamesh steps down from the stairs. He points the candy cane at Mikoto. "Polkagrister ~ Christmastide Peppermint Hell!"

     The air splits. The room takes on a furious peppermint-and-sugar taste. The Jingle Bells music grows enormously loud as the Polkagrister spins to life, and then blasts out a wave of red-and-white peppermint power directly at Mikoto.

     The King swings the Polkagrister back to the ground. "I ordered you to design a method to surpass the Saint of Christmas! If all you can do is match him by cheating, then you don't deserve to rescue Christmas! A taste of this Noelle Phantasm should set you straight in an instant!"
Sumiko Mikoto has a Candy cane pointed at her, but she can feel the weight of the mana and words of power.  There is a flash, in an instant, the Magical GIrl is in her emerald garb, as a sword comes to life.  Instantly, the blade is thrust into the ground as magical runes appear on the ground.

Jade chunks of rock jut out of the earth shielding Mikoto as the wave of Red-and-white peppermint power blasts around the prison of jade and blasting out of the wall behind her.  

The spikes received, with no harm done to the floor, and the jade sword in her hand as she gives the King of hero's a nasty look.  She responds by throwing a cookie at his head.
Gilgamesh      The King catches the cookie in his mouth.

     He chomps down on it with overdramatic flair, severing it like he's beheading a criminal.

     "Let that be a warning to you," he says, the wall behind her absolutely blasted with peppermint and sugar, a ring of the stuff just dug into the wood, "For trying to cheat."
Rean Schwarzer Rean returns with a fire extinguisher and puts out the burning boxes. He carefully puts it down nest to Jeanne in case she tries another fiery demonstration.
Cordelay Levail Cordelay watches the minor altercation between Gilgamesh and Mikoto with a slightly disgusted expression that quickly fades once she grabs another cookie. "Such dramatics... To think even a simple discussion must always result in power being thrown around."
Sumiko "Why play fair when you can cheat?" Mikoto says, with a shrug of her shoulders.  "Playing by the rules is how you get trapped by them.  The willingness to look outside them and make them play for you is how I roll."

This is because Majima has become something of a role model for her.  This is your fault, Rean.
Big Boss As he said on the radio, Big Boss has a pitch to provide to the group. It's based off the Metal Gear: an aerial version, that uses a cannon breath system to launch presents intercontinentally like a nuke. Instead of destroying cities, however, it drops presents down chimneys.

Some are concerned about 'houses that don't have chimneys'. The solution is windows. Some are concerned about breaking the glass. The solution is glass-repairing magic, or intangibility. He writes down the list, and presents the idea to the group. "If this is good for you, we can provide it to the 'King of Holidays' to give his vote."
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha is happy to watch the little incident play out while she noms on a cookie. She's heard of Gilgamesh's shenanigans a little in passing, but its interest to see the king in person. Plus Mikoto is no push over.

    Though when Cordelay seems to be disappointed by the playfighting, Nanoha smiles at her, "Sometimes it can be healthy and productive to let off a little steam. It can also get the mind going, to help with ideas!"
Ritsuka Fujimaru Jeanne raises an eyebrow as Gilgamesh and Mikoto exchange words along with a cloying aftertaste being left in the air. Big Boss' idea of their mount seems sound enough to draw a slow nod from the Dragon Witch, and Nanoha's followup with intangibility makes a fair bit of sense.

"With that all coming together, that just leaves knowing which presents go to which house." A beat, and then Jeanne laughs suddenly.

"You humans have these things called homing missiles, right? Just make them aim for specific people instead!" Clearly, she does not understand how homing missiles work/
Sumiko Mikoto giggles a little, "Eh it's fine.  No harm done.." she says, and the transformation reverses, and she's back in her normal outfit, and sits down.  She sticks out a tongue at Gilgamesh.  After all, if she thought he was trying to kill her, she'd probably run.  

"Actually, yeah, that was what I was thinking about.  We need to find a way to connect the Naughty and Nice list to the homing system of this...giant thing!  Oh man, can I pilot the Giant Robot?"
Nanoha Takamachi     "Ehehe, I... Ummm, don't think they work like that?" Nanoha smiles at Jeanne.

    But, that does give Nanoha an idea! She raises her hand, a small pink orb forming in it. It goes flying over to Jeanne, "We could use this instead. It would be a simple matter to tie it into the Metal Gear's targetting system."

    A holoscreen pops up next to Nanoha, showing a close up of Jeanne from the orb's perspective.

    "I can create quite a few of them."
Gilgamesh      The decision is made.

     "Hmph."

     "A modern solution for modern humans. Though my feelings on such are almost entirely negative, it is a clever innovation, an attempt striving to reach something on the level of a Mystery with your own hands. Therefore..."

     "It is accepted!"

     The King snaps his fingers. The logo appears once again, flashing in the air. Triumphant music plays.

     DESCENT INTO JINGLE BELL HELL
     (> 5 AP)

     The first chevron solidifies before their eyes. Only one remains. The King of Holidays stomps Polkagrister on the ground and speaks a word of power.

     "Peterkins Hale!"

     The words vibrate with barely-concealed Christmas energy. The door to the Naughty or Nice list swings open, splitting in half as red and green tinsel confetti rains down from the ceiling.

     "Well done, you who would carry the world's joy upon your backs. But be warned! Your next quest will be even more perilous!"

     The King walks through the door. The lights come on, radiating gold around him. Then, they turn to red and green Christmas spotlights, fir tree silhouettes rolling around the floor.

     "Now..."

     "For your second challenge, and the final challenge of the night!"

     "The King of Holidays commands you!"

     "Find out who has been Naughty, and who has been Nice! And be warned - laziness will not be tolerated! Check it twice, or face the consequences of my second Noelle Phantasm - For Goodness' Sake ~ Enforcement Of Holiday Soul!"

     The King stamps Polkagrister on the ground again. "Begin!"
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha lets her Wide Area Search spell fade away, the orb of light disappearing. She then turns to watch Gilgamesh as their plan is accepted. It is indeed a strange concept, though Nanoha still isn't entirely sure it'll be enough. They will see!

    As for their next task, Nanoha blinks, before glancing at the others with some confusion, "How are we supposed to check if someone has been Naughty or Nice?"
Big Boss Inside the room is a massive terminal. Big Boss filters inside with the others, where they'll find screens showing name after name after name, with several choices they've made or things they've said in the recent year. The nice and naughty list, currently, only has one name on it.

Gilgamesh. He is Nice. It cannot be removed. It was not added by Gilgamesh himself - he did not cheat.

As they approach, Thimble moves to start activating the machine. "Okay! I'll filter you out names and deeds, just shout 'naughty' or 'nice', two at a time!"

As Big Boss starts answering questions rapidly, everyone else gets some questions.

MIKOTO: 'Little Billy Hopkins - Stole his sister's doll.' 'Little Timmy Hopkins - watched as his brother stole his sister's doll'

CORDELAY: 'Fiore the Young - Slew a bandit leader.' 'Hap - Slew Fiore the Young's father after she slew the bandit leader, his own father'

REAN: 'Orik - Cheated on his girlfriend. He is 8.' 'Dave Buster - Dressed up as a superhero and saved a kitten from a tree.'

JEANNE ALTER: 'Roger - Stole from the lemonade stand' 'Nina - Beat up Roger for stealing from her lemonade stand'

NANOHA: 'Frenchie: Hopped the fence at school' 'Poochie: Snitched on Frenchie'
Cordelay Levail Cordelay quickly takes note of her assigned individuals. "Nice and Naughty, respectively. Violence to protect others is regrettable but oft necessary, violence in search of revenge invites the same." With great regret she consumes her last cookie, brought in from the main room as this one opened.
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha stands as people begin to head into the Naughty or Nice room. It's not surprising to her that Santa has a mainframe dedicated to a list like this. It's a LOT of people. What is surprising though is they're being asked to judge some people two at a time. Based on a single described action. This doesn't seem quite right, so Nanoha suspects there might be more at play here. But she goes along with it none the less.

    "Both nice!" No sense in punishing some kids for doing harmless stuff like this!
Sumiko Mikoto stares at her pair.  

"Naughty and Naughty," She says, without hesitation.  Sure she steals, but she UNDERSTANDS stealing is wrong.  Do as I say not as I do, ect.  However, not acting on something like that is just worse, because you know the deed happened, but you didn't inform anyone or tell the sister who is likely worried about her doll.

What a pair of jerks!
Ritsuka Fujimaru Jeanne peers at the pink orb as it floats around, squinting at it until it finally fades. "... Hm. Strange little thing." She swats her hand through the air where it had been moments later, then looks towards the door for THE LIST opening up.

It's a lot more high tech than she expected. Her expression darkens as Thimble turns the whole thing on, and the names and deeds start pouring out. "Are we seriously going to be going through an entire list like this? That's...!"

And then she actually sees what kinds of deeds are being presented. It's not as long-winded as expected, but she still looks a little sour about having to read at all. It takes a while, but she finally speaks up soon after!

"... Nice and nice." She chuckles, brushing a thumb across her nose before crossing her arms over her chest. "If someone's strong and needs something, they should just take what they need. That'll encourage the weak to become stronger. If someone's been wronged, then they should be strong enough to destroy even the strong who had wronged them. That'll keep the strong in check and keep them from abusing their power."
Rean Schwarzer Rean hums. Why did an 8 year old have a girlfriend? Still even if he didn't know that was bad, he still needed to understand that was bad. Maybe he'd do better next year. "Naughty, Nice." Rean says.
Big Boss As the group answers, the device just beeps each time. It starts adding names rapidly, more rapidly than they're put on - Thimble is answering too, and /he's/ the one learning from the others. They can hear each other's answers, if they pay attention.

CORDELAY: 'Johnny Rocket - Flew a space shuttle to Mars.' 'David the Goliath - Won a Strongest Boy competition'

JEANNE: 'Vivio Takamachi - Skipped a day of school to help a friend train for a match.' 'Hugo Albertson - Did not pull the lever in the Trolley Problem hypothetical'

MIKOTO: 'Jimmy Jean - Smoked cigarettes in school.' 'Pizza Delivery Boy - Legally emancipated from his parents.'

NANOHA: 'Dexter Holiday - Wrote plans for a chemical weapon' 'Duke the Duke - Decided he'd kill God when he grew up'

REAN: 'Timmy from Ketchikan - Was injured in the Ketchikan Alaska snowstorm' 'Heidi - Wrote a paper about how boys smell'
Sumiko Mikoto gets a line on it and frowns now.  This was harder than she thought it was going to be.  She stares at the first one.

Well, who cares if you smoke at school?  That's on you.  "Nice."

The second.  What could cause someone to leave their parents?  She doesn't know, but if he felt he had to.  She goes to answer and then stops.  She starts to answer again and then stops.  

Finally, she takes a breath and speaks again, "Nice."
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha hears Jeanne's comments, frowning a little. She definitely doesn't agree. But she's not going to say anything about it, trying not to judge too much. Though it's while she was pondering Jeanne's responses that Nanoha notices a certain name, musing to herself, "Oh really? Skipping school? I might have to have a word with her about that..." Nanoha didn't even know!

    Looking back at her own work though, Nanoha considers, "Well... At least it's just plans for a chemical weapon. Some very helpful advancements have come out of weapons development. And it's not like he used it. And well... Just deciding to do something isn't really bad either. So, nice and nice!"
Rean Schwarzer Rean turns pale for a moment as he reads that first entry. Was this the one Priscillia caused or a normal snowstorm? Either way it doesn't say anything about anything Timmy did, so he punches Nice for little Timmy and Naughty for Heidi. It probably wasn't the assignment she'd been given, so she'd probably have gotten a bad grade on it anyway.

He then Turns to Mikoto. "Mikoto, that cigarette smoke's gonna get all over the school and make everything smell bad." He doesn't say anything about the kid that ran away though. Like Mikoto, he figures the kid had a reason.
Cordelay Levail Cordelay smiles at the pair of names and deeds she's been given this time. "Nice and nice. There is nothing inherently wrong with discovery or showing your talents - it is what you do with the results that shows one's character, and I can make no judgments regarding the information I have not been given."

Listening to the others' conversation, she comments, "Leaving one's parents... That is difficult. On one hand, it is important to display one's filial piety. On the other, a parent who harms their child deserves little of such. Without more information that one is difficult to judge."
Ritsuka Fujimaru Takamachi. Why does that name sound so familiar? Jeanne closes her eyes as she tries to solve the mystery of the familiar name in her head, looking increasingly agitated as the speed increase and its implied time limit weighs on her mind.
Herlus, she heard someone mentioned for wanting to kill God. She not-so-subtly glances towards Nanoha several times, trying to hear what her answer is.

The answer is given, and Jeanne smirks. She approves! "Smart woman." She comments, then closes her eyes for another few seconds before finally rendering her verdict.

"... Nice and naughty! It's not the student's fault if their teachers are too incompetent to teach them anything worthwhile. The do nothing deserves nothing if they can't even answer a simple question with no consequences. What if they were to kill someone with their indecision later?"
Big Boss The answers keep on coming. Finally, there's only one more for each of them at the moment.

BIG BOSS: 'Nanoha Takamachi - Assisted in the ambush against Ruler'. He mutters 'Nice.'

CORDELAY LEVAIL: 'Jeanne d'Arc - Set fire to an extravagant cathedral.'

MIKOTO SHIMIZU: 'Rean Schwarzer - Assisted in the Concord's raid against the Watch, despite feeling as if he had no business there.'

JEANNE D'ARC: 'Cordelay Levail - Sacrificed a battalion of soldiers to execute a battle-winning strategy.'

REAN SCHWARZER: 'Mikoto Shimizu - Attempted to murder her uncle.'

NANOHA TAKAMACHI: 'Big Boss - Killed his country's greatest hero.'
Sumiko Mikoto see's the next line of questions.  Huh!

This is easy, "Nice.  The Watch had it coming for nearly killing Staren.  Jerks." She says, unafraid of any OPINIONS anyone else had to the opposite.  

"That was easy."
Cordelay Levail The pleased expression Cordelay was displaying vanishes as she receives her next question. "Naughty. A cathedral is not a military complex - if there were people inside, they were almost certainly civilians. If not, it's mere destruction for destruction's sake. Neither is permissible."

Hearing Mikoto's answer gives her pause for a moment. "It is one thing to fight for a cause, but to fight simply to fight?"
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha hears Jeanne's answer in relation to her daughter and hehs, "Actually, the teachers at the school are quite good. As is the curriculum, from what I've read. But I'm not sure how I would have answered that one myself. On the one hand, it's important for her to go to school. On the other, if she was helping a friend..."

    Anyway. Nanoha looks back at her final name and blinks. She looks up at one here called Big Boss, then looks down at the screen...

    There's probably some context here that Nanoha isn't aware of. Just because it was the 'country's greatest hero' doesn't necessarily mean the person was infallible. Without context, all Nanoha can do is provide a judgement based on the act itself... "Naughty." Sorry, Boss.
Ritsuka Fujimaru So many names. So much talking. Jeanne's getting a little worn down with explaining her logic so often, notwithstanding the fact that nobody really asked her to do that to begin with. Still, she's determined to get through this challenge, and the last set of anmes...

That's some juicy stuff right there. She lets out an amused noise at Mikoto's in particular, and Rean's and Big Boss' sound scandalous enough to have her glancing over at them. Nanoha's, too, draws her attention as she mutters "small world" with a quiet snicker. "Hm.. Is that so? Not good enough to hold her attention, then."

Right. Takamachi. Nanoha /did/ say her last name earlier, didn't she?

And then there's Cordelay's. Seeing as how she actually needs to answer that one, she takes a bit of time to figure out her verdict. Cordelay's own assessment of Jeanne has her smile widening, though, and the Avenger throws her head back with another laugh as she turns right towards the warrior with a shit-eating grin.

"... Nice. If the soldiers were stronger, they wouldn't have died, and there wouldn't have been a sacrifice. No need to mourn the chaff."
Rean Schwarzer Rean stares at the screen for a minute. Just his luck. And then Mikoto hit Nice for him showing up to a fight he had no right to show up to. He turns to look at Cordelay. "That's not why I went there, but..." He sighs.

But...even Mikoto would think she didn't deserve 'Nice' for doing that, right? Rean sighs, hitting 'Naughty.' "...There's always next year." After all, he had faith that she could do better.
Sumiko Mikoto shrugs, "So why did you go then?" Mikoto asks Rean.  She does not blink at his response on her nice or naughty list.  She doesn't even seem to overly care after what she said.  In fact, she seems rather proud that Rean did not choose the easy answer.

Especially for her.
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha quickly glances over the other names in order to take her mind off the answer she had to give. A few of them are a little concerning. But Nanoha thankfully doesn't have to judge those. Though seeing that Jeanne set fire to a cathedral, Nanoha smiles at the woman, "I've destroyed my fair share of buildings... Not sure there was anything quite as iconic as a cathedral though. Was it an accident?"
Ritsuka Fujimaru "Oh? I didn't expect that from someone that looked so..." Jeanne gestures vaguely at Nanoha. "... You-like. No, it wasn't an accident at all." She tilts her head back, still grinning to herself. Is it because she's still trying to rile Cordelay up, or is she reminiscing?

Probably both. "They were a greater affront to God than even I. They forgot their vows, so I reminded them."
Rean Schwarzer Rean sighs. "...I thought maybe if I went, I could tip the scales enough that it'd make things less terrible. But I came with the group that buried everything in a snowstorm, so...It really wasn't much of a good idea."
Nanoha Takamachi     Nanoha chuckles a little, "Yeah, my magic can be a bit... Destructive at times. Plus, building debris can be good for breaking through defense barriers."

    As Jeanne explains why, Nanoha nods along a little. It's... Honestly not that bad. At least, the information didn't describe anyone dying in fire. As for the building itself. Well, given the name Jeanne introduced herself with, Nanoha feels like it was probably justified, "Fair enough, I guess!"
Cordelay Levail "Then the fault is not yours, but your allies'. It is never wrong to try and end a conflict with as few casualties as possible." Cordelay nods respectfully to Rean, trying not to look at Jeanne and her damn smirk. "Even warriors need a respect for life. Lose that and we become monsters."
Gilgamesh      The Polkagrist stamps the floor once again. A peppermint wind blows through the workshop as the party finishes answering their questions. The taste of sugar fills the air as the papers rattle under the impact of the King of <strikethrough>Heroes</strikethrough>Holidays' Noelle Phantasm.

     "Well done."

     "To sit in judgement of human beings while you are yourself a human being is impossible." The King walks forward, shouldering the Polkagrist. "You are human. You are fallible. You wish to be exempt from the rules that guide you."

     "This is natural. This is what it is to be human. Just as gods wish to rule without order, exempt from the guidelines they make for their mortals, mortals wish to escape the rules that bind them, whether they are of their own making or otherwise. Neither human nor god can rule mankind without flaw."

     "And yet despite that, you did your best. You weighed their lives, their fates, their joy, against your own measure. You held in your heart an image of what guides you. You stayed true to your beliefs, though you had to look those you judged in the eye and pronounce their sentences."

     "Yes Virginia!"

     The second password tears through the room as the logo appears once again. The second chevron fills; the word COMPLETE scrawls itself through the logo, and then vanishes.

     "The first steps have been completed. Walk forward! Walk onwards! The snow beckons, and Gilsmas is not yet safe!"

     Gilgamesh taps the Polkagrist on his shoulder. "But there will be a time gate before I can allow you to progress any further. That's simply the way things are done in this kind of event, so I can't give you any exceptions."

     "Not that I would, anyway! Huhuhohohohoho!"
Ritsuka Fujimaru Oh, Nanoha. Poor, poor Nanoha. One day, she'll know better. For now, though, Jeanne's doesn't elaborate further. Cordelay, meanwhile, gets another...

Not laugh? Not even a chuckle. Jeanne's expression turns considerably more subdued after that last comment. "There will always be monsters. If there weren't, then maybe I..."

She closes her eyes for a moment, then turns back to Gilgamesh as he speaks up once more. There's a brief squint as the logo changes once more, and then that familiar smirk returns.

"You tell us to walk forward, then tell us that there's a gate barring us from that. Which is it? Make up your mind, King of Holidays!"