"Caster, have you any questions regarding this stage?
If not, I'll move on to your stage of the operation."
After Ishida finished his daily procedure, he breathed fully in a satisfied and refined way - it's always pleasant to fell renewed and purified. As they continue to walk the forest, Archer could notice, that the steps of her master became lighter and softer, and though his eye were half-closed, he chose his path without mistake. When they approached the desired location, the magus just stood there, listening to something, and after that noded his head, and said:
"The remnant of the last war, I guess. Well, it was obvious. We will find a way to use it in time, but I think, we have more urgent things to do. Please deploy your [censored] for further observation and control and let's move on"
Amelia was quite pleased at the scope and caliber of the workshop, and the enthusiasm to start mixing reagents was clearly shown on her face. However a loud thud brought her back to reality and despite wanting to try out her new workshop, her responsibilities came first.
The blue haired woman needed to clean and set the dining room, prepare dinner for 21 family members, finish cleaning the rest of the house, prep everyone’s bed, and tend to anyone who has hurt themselves similar to this morning. Her first priority however is the home’s boundary field, almost surprised at the fact none was set up yet. Almost.
“Rajei can you patrol the area while I set up the field?” Amelia asked, to which the feline groaned but nonetheless complied. Grabbing a few thaumaturgical artifacts she heads back up to and heads to the front door, as she walked passed the living room she found a small brawl between three or four brothers, and quickly made her exit.
The magus circled the area etching prana into the ground and cited her incantation, creating an impressive magical boundary. Pleased with her work Amelia went inside to finish the rest of her tasks.
As you leave the area Monster tells your, "Ah I do not believe you will have to worry about that" and disappears for a bit.
the next day you see on the news a report of a murder in that very location. The police have already arrested a suspect, a homeless man who is expected to make a plea of insanity, and is believed to have lived at that spot.
(OOC: no one suspects a thing, yeah he's that good at this)
"Capital!" was all he said in response before heading off towards [location], nearing towards his locale while glacing around furtively and as subtly as possible. Tracing his steps carefully, he made sure to look as nonchalant as his skills at deception would allow, normal procedure for walking across a Holy Grail battleground even at this early stage.
Still, these were just precautions, and as he became more and more sure he was not being followed his gait tightened up and so did his movement pattern. He was now making good time towards [location].
"No questions? Very well, then.
The fourth stage of engagement will be Caster, the Servant on our side of this conflict.
Each side of the war will have one Servant, incarnated in one of nineteen classes. Since you most likely have better information than I regarding these, could you please fill us in on the details here, Caster?"
OOC: I assumed it was that time too, so we're all good here!
Idaliseviel smiled brightly hearing Rose's approval. "Splendid! I'll go bundle up quickly and then head outside, you're free to wait here or follow, Saber." She mentioned to him as she climbed the stairway up into her room and grazed her fingertips upon the wall until she reached her room in the same fashion she did before. She strolled over her miscellaneous objects that she recalled placing on the floor as she was preparing for her ritual and made sure she didn't knock anything over.
She successfully reached her wardrobe as she pulled open the doors. She squinted and strained her eyes in an attempt to see through the dark curtain that persisted to blind her, but sighed when she realized it was useless.
"I guess I just used up more mana than I expected to, too bad I won't be able to admire the scenery today with Rose and Saber, maybe another time." She hummed to herself, she was quite excited to have a companion, specifically just for her, to keep her company. Rose was nice, but she always had duties to fulfill, or things to do. Despite Saber's lack of expressing himself verbally, his reassuring presence was enough for the homunculus.
She slipped on her winter coat and cap before descending the stairway to where she felt Rose and Saber remained, awaiting for her return. "I'm all ready now, are you bundled up as well, Rose?" The silver haired woman asked.
Archibald
You quickly, yet relaxedly back to [Location]. Your stride pridefully towards the gate--
As you cross the threshold, a jolt goes down your spine. You stop in your tracks, and even your servant is given pause.
Your boundary field isn't under your control anymore. Someone has taken it over and replaced it with their own.
"SO YOU...." A redhead with blood-red eyes calls out from the doorway. "You're the freeloader who came into my usual haunt and took it over." Her eyes burn directly into yours, her glasses taken off and in her hand. "ARE YOU ALSO THE $&#*^((# WHO BURNT DOWN THE LIBRARY IN THE BASEMENT?"
Martelli
You hear a scream from the front door as you walk in.
OOC: Caster, yours will have to wait for the morning, since its a bit too long and I need sleep tonight. But it will be an awesome important post.
Matthew wakes up after about an hour. He was having troubles staying asleep, so instead he quitely gets up and starts making preparations. He first uses [Ability], followed by packing useful items should he have to leave immediately.
He hopes to find something, anything soon.
"SOMEONE BURNT DOWN THE LIBRARY!?" Roger roared, completely ignoring the woman in front of him. "I PAID THOUSANDS FOR SOME OF THOSE BOOKS!" He clenched his fist, his unease completely gone and replaced with righteous fury. "Such mindless vandalism! I tell you, back in my day worthless criminals like that got a red-hot poker up their-" He stopped, his illusion now completely gone, not that it survived much to begin with.
"Well, that's just another what? 5 thousand pound on the place? I mean, it's a rickety old deathtrap already, what's one MORE problem, eh?" He said, still not recognising the intruder, walking around her and looking at the place. "I don't know what I expected, really. Look at this place. Old, decrepit... And it's got squatters!" He finally looked around at the redhead with a look of annoyance mixed with mild contempt. "Who are YOU, madam?" he demanded.
Archibald & Touko
"Who am I? The woman parrots your question. "Well damn, that's a good question.... [cencosred 1]. You really don't know, do you?"
"I am Touko Aozaki and this is where I always stay when I'm in town. I just had to miss the last of these for... business reasons. And your claim upon this place, [censored 1]?"
Roger threw his head back and laughed in her face. "Pfhahaha! [censored 1]? Me!? Oh you poor deluded little girl..." Bringing his gaze down towards the woman, he glared right at her. "I am no [censored 1], my dear, and I will not tolerate that kind of foolish talk."
He paced aggressively around the woman as he spoke. "Why am I here? I am here because I liked the look of this place and wanted it, that is all. Normally I'd be the gentleman here and leave you to your matchstick-house but you have been a most unpleasant host, and I have half a mind to make sure you don't bother anyone else." he growled, standing next to his servant and narrowing his eyes at Touko.
Almost instinctively Amelia runs towards the source of the noise. It was apparently too soon to feel a sense of accomplishment, after all, despite being in a war the Martelli family are perhaps more of a hazard to themselves than an enemy magus.
OOC: posting from phone so I apologize for some errors if any pops up
When Ishida heard the strange visitor's name, he raised his eyebrow in amazement. For entity of this rate to walk the Earth - the Grail Wars was truly something. He made a cough to recover and adrerssed the monk.
"We are most grateful for your offer and will accept it. I don't plan on staying here constantly, yet we will spend here a considerable amount of time. Please guide me to the place, you prepared"
Touko
Touko smirks. She puts on her glasses and takes out a book.
"Well, if you're unsure of what I speak of then please.... let me refresh your memory." She begins to read out of your personal Diary and research notes, recountintg quite a good deal of your life. After gleefully going through several months of your deepest, most guarded secrets, she stops. "See what kinds of amazing stuff are in the library downstairs? Maybe you hate such amazing knowledge, which is why you tried to burn it down, eh?"
She has you by the balls, and she knows it. Her smirk shows just how much she is in control of this situation: she knows EVERYTHING about you, and you are in her territory. You can feel she's not a weak magus in the least. And she is definitely hiding something else up her sleeve.
"Now.... will you apologise for intruding, or will I have to kick you out?"
Caster, giving a longwinded speech everyone should read
"Alright,I guess it is my turn to speak. I presume that you already know almost all of this,my Master,but let me state it for your less educated comrades."
"Around 200 years ago,three great magical famillies came together with one goal: to reach the Root,and gain true magic (hopefully; oftentimes the end result is just insanity or death,but I digress). These three were the Tohsaka, the Makiri (nowadays called the Matou),and the Einzbern. However,none of them could figure out who would be able to use the grail,as it took sixty years to recharge between uses. As such they invited four friends and conducted the first Holy Grail War to see who was worthy enough to use the Grail."
"In each of the subsequent four Grail Wars,every 60 years the Holy Grail select a representative from the Einzbern,Tohsaka,and Matou families and four other contestants to fight,each summoning and contracting a heroic spirit (though sometimes they weren't so heroic),and battle over the Grail. Each master,as part of the contract,would get three command spells to order around servants,or push them to do otherwise impossible feats. The Church has also overseen the wars since the third."
"However,the rules massively changed after the 5th Grail war,when the Einzberns,now alone after the Tohsaka and the main branch of the Matou went missing,reconstructed the grail to make it more... robust,shall we say, in the face of certain... errors in the third through fifth Grail Wars. Their success in this may be debated; however,they have massively expanded the grail war in order to make it happen now every 4 years. This allows it to have several long-running contestants,and also it now summons 'stray' servants,though they tend to disappear shortly if they cannot contract with a master. And... I think that is all that needs stating for the mechanics,so let me get started on the individual classes."
"First are the three Noble Knight classes: Saber,Archer,and Lancer. Saber is a noble sword-wielder,and in addition to its excellent physical Melee abilities is given the class skill of Magic Resistance. This lets it be a "Mage Killer," and usually casters such as myself will find themselves quite outmatched if confronted. Usually. Next is the usual counter to Saber of the Archer class,as it can fight from a distance that makes the Saber class rather... ineffective with its little stabby sword. Its independent action makes it able to operate independently from a master,and even continue existing if its master dies. Then is the Lancer class,whose excellent strength and agility make it an equal match for Saber,and whose Battle Continuation abilities make it exceedingly hard to defeat; when coupled with other skills like Disengage makes it nearly impossible to defeat.
Next are the other four Original Classes: Berserker,whose abilities are greatly increased at the cost of its Sanity and certain other skills,allowing it to be a counter to Saber by outclassing its physical strength; Caster,yours truly,who is a great magic user,and able to fell the unprotected Berserker (so long as we stay at a distance); Assassin,a master of stealth and surprise, who is always a tough opponent for those without detection skills,but can be made very short work of if caught when vulnerable; And Rider,whose speed is greatest of all servants,but is usually physically weak.
Now,on to the new classes: First are the Four Chivalrous Knights: Vanguard, one who excells at attacking bravely and leading front-line charges; Sentinel, a famous defender able to withstand great seiges and a very tough combattant overall; Slayer,one who slayed great beasts,and has a bonus to attack and defence when storming a lair,and also gains bonuses when fighting the type of beast it slayed.
"After that are the Two Royal Classes: Lord,a great commander in battle whose skill leading men let them defend their homeland (and indeed allows them to use the characteristic Army Noble Phantasms),and Ruler,a wildcard class whose only requirement was to have ruled over a peice of territory."
"Next are the three Murderous classes: The wrathful Avenger,one whose anger drives them to extreme lengths; the Monster,whose bloodlust leads them to slay great numbers on the battlefield,and the Reaper class,one who gets stronger as more people are slain. This last one has posed a bit of a problem ever since it was unlocked,since sometimes it tends to go a bit.... murder crazy to make itself more powerful."
"Finally are the Three Trickster classes: Fool,who posesses no combat capabilities but whose noble phantasm is a metaphor for their lives (and needless to say,is always the weakest class of all),Beast,whose inhuman form prevents it from blending in to normal society,and finally Phantom, whose abilities are an amalgamation of seemingly random things,and may be an extremely powerul class or next to useless."
Martelli
Your brother stands there, broken and bleeding, in front of a priest. All your other relatives are backing away and jeering your (thankfully unconscious) Brother.
"My apologies. It seems your relative attacked me with a projectile while I was out jogging. Instinctively I defended myself. I am Father Kotomine Makoto. Oh, might you happen to be the representative from the Martelli family? Have you not yet summoned a servant?"
"Thank you, Caster.
I do believe that you have missed two mechanics that will be of great interest to us, as well as a class.
Though you did touch on the concept of the Master, I feel that one aspect should be laid out in more detail. Though some servants possess the independent action ability, allowing them to continue after their Master's death, most do not. As such, the death of a Master is likely to result in the death of the Servant shortly afterwards. As a Master's combat abilities will be far less than that of their Servant in most cases, it is advantageous to attempt to defeat the Masters first.
Secondly, the Noble Phantasm. These are abilities for which the Heroic Spirit which is incarnated as a Servant are known, and tend to be extremely powerful. A familiar type Noble Phantasm of middling power, for example, would be on approximately the same level as one of my Great Eidolons.
Finally, you seem to have missed the Bruiser class, the fourth of the chivalrous Knights. It is quite strong in physical combat, but if we're engaging a Servant in melee then we've probably done something wrong.
These Servants are the primary forces in this war, and our greatest adversaries. Our strategy has been laid out, now, so what remains is to implement it. I will be personally commanding, so if any questions arise during the course of the conflict, I will respond to them. Now, unless there are further questions, you are dismissed."
And so the strategy meeting ends, and the commanders begin to delegate so that everything gets done. Vehicles are fueled, armories are opened, and men are armed more heavily than is normal. Soon, the soldiers of Tatsuya PMC will begin to move through the streets, while above the ravens of their commander watch for signs of the conflict to come.
"That vial helped, but I'm still rather low on mana from the ritual. If you don't mind, I'll be sleeping for a while to try and regenerate some of it."
Etrius moves to the 34th floor, which contains the bedroom as well as the rather extensive alchemy lab, and attempts to sleep.
The magus bows respectfully to the monk and drops his backpack in the room. After that, he got a calligraphy set out of it.
"Since, we've got opportunity to stay here, I'm going to take an advantage and perform the required rites beforhand. Once we'll get to the place, I'll need you to plant the talismans I'll prepare - that will take a single mote of energy. It will take a while, since I'll be needing another hour, before we can continue. In the mean time, please, study the [phenomenon] - I'll be happy to hear your insight about it, when I'll finish the magecraft"
After that, he took a prayer strip and ink brush and began chanting an aria, while inscribing the symbols
Once, there were maidens
and their names were JI and PENG
and LU and ZHOU and HOU TUI
and AN and CAI and LI and HUA JI
and QIAN JING and ZUO GU and YOU PAN
and WU JI and KAO and CHUNG TING
The last maiden's name was TAO
These were their names, but they knew them not.
PM-ed the details
Amelia quickly knelt to her wounded brother and quickly casts a spell to heal his wounds, although it does not heal him completely, it stops the bleeding and mends the major injuries.
After seeing that he was fine, she stood up to the visitor and bowed deeply, “I’m terribly sorry for my brother’s actions, and I hope you can forgive his actions.” Afterwards she fell to her knees to fan her brother with a small towel. “My name is Amelia Abendroth Martelli, and yes I am the representative for the Martelli family, I apologize for the inconvenience but I have yet summoned a Servant.”
Looking behind her she found her relatives in disarray, unsure of what to do in front of the intimidating guest. “If you would be so kind to wait in the dining room to continue our discussion? I need to finish tending to his wounds, I shall bring you some tea afterwards, is there a certain type that you prefer?” The young Master-to-be pleaded hoping to lure him away from the family to ease their anxiety.
The look on Roger's face is frankly amazing as Touko goes through his life story. His expression shifted between outrage, horror and pure rage with a dash of astonishment, almost like water flowing down a river as his features contorted themselves into heights of expression that would make a poet weep. He stood, struck speechless by the girl's revelations and unable to do anything at all. Eventually, he spoke.
"...hgruk." he began in a fit of eloquence. "Buh... guh... urg..." he continued in truly artistic style. "You... how... where..." he extolled to the heavens, causing angels to shed tears of pure liquid sorrow at such soulful rhetoric. Finally, he managed to form a coherent sentence. "Ah. I... apologise for the regretful misunderstanding, ma'am. I merely... sought... a base of operations and I did not know you were residing here. My humblest apologies for my... transgression." His face still in total rictus, he tried to say something else. "Could I... have... those p-papers back, please...?"
Berserker
"H--Urrrr--AT D-rr Y-rU -NT-rNrDrr -Orrrr-Orrrrr?"
Berserker returns his sword to his back curious.
"Well comrade, What I intend to do is isolate and remedy our comunication problem.Now then, let's start," he explained before rubbing his hands together and initiating his chant.
"The heaven's cry out,
A thousand phantasms burn in anguish,
Sinful falsehoods torn asunder,
Yet its majestic radiance whispers softly,
None escape unscathed by its call,
Cleansing delusion from reality,
Scourging the world with unasked for grace
Yet by Kokabiel's song they dance,
Their task unending," he chanted spreading his prana through the area and marking his territory, which soon grew dimmer and dimmer even as countless floating lights formed in the air; drifting lazily through the air. Isamu exhaled, craning his neck back to ensure his parents were safely outside the newly formed field, before turning his attention back to Beserker.
"I might be able to understand the gist of what you've said, but I must confess that I couldn't understand everything clearly. If I have trouble understanding you now while in a quiet space, it's safe to say the same will happen in the field; which may cost us in battle. I'm going to try and see if I can fix that," he elaborated as he carefully guided the lights into position.
"An Englishman never offends his host, ma'am," Roger replied, his smoothness already returning. "and I do not intend to start that now. I did not burn down the library because I did not want to destroy my own notes. I would be honoured to accept an invitation."
As soon as he was able, Roger planned to make a break for the library downstairs and get all of his notes back. He also had to kill Touko at some point, but only when the battlefield favoured him. Until then, the only thing he could do was endure his humiliation.
Martelli
You get your relative so that he's... okay... then go to your dining room only to find a different priest awaiting you. His tall, bald, bespecticled head gleams from several angles under the light.
"Ah, Father Kotomine sends his apologies. He felt it urgent to finish his jog and then get back to his duties as overseer, and well.... the man does love jogging quite a bit."
"He asked me to wait here in his stead. I am one of his men, Father Anthony Lorenzo DiGracia. I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Master of the Martelli family."
Matsuoka
You finish guiding the lights into position, and the ritual activates. The mana flows out of you into Berserker, and a connection is established....
OOC: Watcher, contact me if I'm the one who's supposed to be continuing this, Otherwise get on with the crazy Berzerker-vision.
Touko
OOC: Magic vs check please: roll 1d20 and add your magic vs.
Fujou
OOC: After much discussion your thing is successful.
You walk up to the Fuyuki Waterworks, and find it unlocked. No one seems to be threatening you at all, though there is an air of... Suspense around the place.
OOC: I assume the roll is done here.
After bringing her brother to his bed and finish healing up she quietly head to the kitchen and prepared some tea for their guest. Inside she found that a different church representative than the one from earlier. Undeterred she set the cups onto the table, made a respectful bow, and took her seat across the man.
After the man introduced himself she did the same, “My name is Amelia Abendroth Martelli, and likewise it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Father DeGracia. Please let Father Kotomine know that my brother has no permanent damage and that he need not worry about it. Now is there anything I can do for you?” Amelia asked politely.
.Archibald
OOC: Oh god. She rolled a 4. This should say something. Await a PM with the details.
Touko's eyes flash. You know exactly what this means.
"Goooood. So its agreed then. You can have the upper floor all to yourself, and you will have library rights. If you want to look at this later then it will be downstairs, but please, don't skip on tea with my guests for that." She turns to leave.
DiGracia
"Ah, it is nothing, my good lady... though it is interesting. Most masters have already summoned a servant, and yet your family has ab stained from this. Is there a reason why?" He waits with patient dignity for an answer.
The three set off outside of the large Einzbern household, and as soon as they opened the large doors they were greeted by a strong, and quite chilly, breeze. This caused Idaliseviel to shiver slightly, but continued on her way, not wanting to turn back on her request just by the chilly weather, it was to be expected.
"Rose, please inform me when it starts to get too dark out, we'll return back inside for dinner or for a nice cup of tea." She requested, her blindness was quite a nuisance at times. She then turned to where she expected to where Saber should be, which was towards her right side.
"Are you enjoying the scenery, Saber? I quite enjoy the sight of snow! As a child I would always request Rose to bring me outside so we could play together. I was told that one of my ancestors enjoyed playing out in the snow as a child too, which is to be expected since I'm only a higher quality replica of her... I suppose." She thought out loud, then shook off her thoughts as she added on, "I can't remember a time when I didn't appreciate the sight or touch of snow. It's cold at first, but after the slight touch it warms up." She smiled to herself, "Of course it melts too, but it reforms together again. I don't know why I'm so enchanted by it."
The silver haired maiden knelt down into the snow and packed together a oval shaped ball. "Rose, are there any fallen leaves or red berries around? I'd like to make a snow bunny." The woman smiled warmly.
Roger knew exactly what had happened, and realised that a good chunk of his plans had plummeted screaming out of a window while on fire. Still, he rallied almost instantly and bowed respectfully to Touko. "Of course, ma'am, I will be along for tea later. Now if you'll excuse me, I believe I have a room to attend to." With that, he went upstairs.
Picking out a likely-looking bedroom, he sat down on the bed and thought through his options, muttering to the incorporeal Monster. "Well. That was unexpected, especially my memoirs... Still, this should not interfere in my mission. Once I have created the [spoiler] my [spoiler] will matter little... besides, can't you feel the [spoiler] here? I have an excellent position with only a single price to pay. Although steep, it will hopefully not prove too intrusive." Turning away from his Servant, he raised his hand and encapsulated the entire bedroom in thick ice. "Aesthetics are king, and functionality plays the part of the prince." he muttered to himself before prepring to meet Touko's guest.
Amelia twiddled her thumb under the table, “Ah. Yes, the preparations for the summoning ritual has been going slowly. Our family decided it was a better course of action to secure a base on Fuyuki ground before getting a Servant.”
The blue haired magus looked down at her tea before continuing, “Is our family the only one that has yet to receive a Servant?”
Isamu gave a hearty laugh even as he strained against his servants power, "Ah friend, I do not hope, for I have just gained what I sought. The chance to clearly hear you speak," he cheered merrily with a smile from the high of his accomplishment; he hadn't been sure if it would work, but it did. Beautifully in fact, though it was not something he'd be able to do as often as he'd like.
"Sadly, I can't keep this up for as long as I'd like, so we need to use our time well. I'm afraid that I didn't quite catch your introduction friend, may we start from there?"
(OOC: But I thought the Einzberns lived in the mountains, so it snowed all the time? I could be wrong though)
Idaliseviel smiles brightly as she feels the small items fall into the palm of her hand. "Thank you, Rose!" She expresses her gratitude with another warm smile and then uses her sense of touch to distinguish which item is which before placing it onto the ball of snow.
She then approaches the large, silent male. She assumes his attention was, if not already directed towards her, returned back onto her as her boots crunched through the freshly fallen snow.
"Saber, look! It's a snow bunny, I made these a lot when I was younger so it's a bit of a habit now. Isn't it cute?" She grinned up at her Servant, and silently hoped the bunny didn't look lop-sided or had a crooked face.
Seemingly unhndered, Ishida and Archer moved to their destination. So far, ao good, everything was fine, and no-one even noticed their presense - at least, that's how the situation looked like. Still, the omious feeling, spread in the air was somewhat...disturbing. Ishida looked around [Perception check ], and just in case, adressed his servant:
"Archer, do you feel anything here?"
DiGracia
Di Gracia shakes his head. "There are still a few holdouts, since the later you summon your servant the later everyone can find out who you are. However, not having one this shortly before the war provides a danger to your person. You urgently should summon one, since it is predicted that the war would start today, though it hasn't... yet." He sips at his tea, finishing it. "Ah, what a wonderful change from the Velvet shop's tea, though you should try that sometime too. Let me give you its adress." He scrawls it down on a peice of paper before bidding you farewell because of the late hour.
Archibald
OOC: If you were frozen in fear before, you definitely are again. Have fun being introduced to some VERY powerful allies.
You walk downstairs to the sitting room to find Touko sitting down to tea with an odd-looking Japanese figure (obviously a servant of some sort from its magical aura), Touko (sitting there with her glasses on), an Einzbern Homonculus sitting in a wheelchair, And then some girl who... you can't look at directly.
What odd company, you think as you slowly open your eyes to the fifth memb--
HER.
ITS HER.
OH GOD WHY.
WHAT THE HELL IS *SHE* DOING HERE? WHY ISN'T SHE SLEEPING? WHYYYY GOD.
OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GODOHGODOHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD
SHE IS STARING. AT YOU.HER EYES HAVE YOU FIXED. You can feel her instinct to kill you....
You're so dead.
Suddenly, the homonculus cuffs her, and reprimands her for staring--Wait, did the HOMONCULUS just reprimand HER? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?
Touko called out to the japanese figure too--Wait, did she call her [sun]? OH GOD THAT IS [sun]!!! Who the hell IS she? And why is the Homonculus hugging the lightly-crying [moon]? Why does the [moon] only look 12 years old?
Just who ARE these people?
Amelia graciously accepted the address and escorted the priest out of the house where she thanked him for the visit. After the man left the vicinity she let out a long sigh, partly out of relief that they were not the last and thus not having many classes to choose from, and partly out of worry as DiGracia made a good point: the longer the summoning is put off the more in danger her family will be in.
Their location should be safe for a summoning thanks to the [censored], thus with some new found resolve the blue haired woman went inside and found the man who was responsible for the summoning ritual.
“Brother Francesco, now that the base is secured should we move ahead to the next step?” she asked meekly.
Teatime with OH MY GOD
Hopefully, his servant would have gotten himself ready for tea. It always payed to be polite, and moping around in ominous black armour would be poor form indeed. The thought of [servant name] sipping tea with [sun] and [moon] like nothing had gone wrong with reality was frankly absurd, but a rapidly rallying Roger was an expert at nonchalantly pacing through the absurd. This was pushing it, though...
Nevertheless, he had to act cool, calm and collected, like walking in on certain death was something he did every day. Taking a seat and examining the tea on display, he did not yet dare to pour himself any. Getting vapourised over bad manners would just be embarassing.
(ooc: Oh! Okay, that works out well. Thanks for clearing that up, I was going to send them to Fuyuki cause I wasn't too sure where they were)
Idaliseviel feels the warm hand upon her head, and it gives her great comfort knowing that Saber was willing to listen to her ramble on about trivial matters. After strolling in the forest for some time, Rose informed her Lady that they should be heading inside for some evening tea to warm up from their nighttime stroll.
Once they returned back inside the grand household, Idaliseviel was slightly disorientated due to the bright lighting that filled the hallways. It took her a moment to readjust due to becoming used to the black curtain that blinded her since her ritual. She breathed a lengthy sigh, "Wow, my sight sure has a sense of humor at times. It waits until we're finished with the stroll through the pretty snow and forest to come back, only for me to get to see what I've always been around."
She turned to Saber and Rose, "Well, at least I can finally see you two now!" The silver haired woman smiled brightly as she took off her winter coat, hat and boots and returned to her casual attire. "Rose, I'll help you set up for tea time! Would you like something Saber?"
"Something akin to a Servant, is it?" - Ishida sounded not surprised and confident, yet somewhat detached. Actually, he was. It surely wasn't wise to enter the Grail war without confidence in his abilities and the abilities of his servant. "Well, I guess it's good, that I made all preparations back there. Please [orders] and then we'll be ready to face our first foe"
Ryou recoiled in suprise then turned his attention towards the new visitor. "My I wasn't expecting a visit from you during these hectic times, yes as you can see the ritual went perfectly" Ryou replied motioning towards his servant. "I'm happy to see your doing well though I would hardly expect otherwise."
Teatime with OH MY GOD
"Of course, ma'am." Roger replied, pouring the tea for everyone. Being a practiced tea-pourer, he expertly poured the tea without once twitching in existential terror. He would have a terror-seizure in his own private time, he decided.
Deciding it was better to not question or ask everything, he remained silent for now, deciding to listen to the unfolding conversation and please god stop talking about killing.
Isamu laughs somewhat awkwardly at Beserker's statement, not having any true way to defend himself. After all, 'my parents wouldn't tell me' was a poor excuse; not to mention a horrendous to one's first impression. Though his chuckle died out when he...felt the sudden shift in the air, before then he had been aware of the Mad Enhancer ability; though it had seemed more like background noise, or irritating static. However, the sudden spike in intensity upon beserker eyeing his family caught him off-guard; he was unsure what to make of it, and Beserker's following suggestion worried him more still. His refusal to share his name irked him slightly as well. Though before he could ask for an explanation, he noticed Beserker's attention being suddenly called away.
"What's the matter Beserker?" he inquired, hoping that his servant was not sensing an oncoming assault upon their home.
Upon hearing her brother’s words that Francesco has not yet recovered from the fight earlier she forgot all that DiGracia warned her about and rushed to her brother’s aid. She cursed her negligence, sure she healed all of his external wounds and large bone fractures but she never scanned his body to make sure all was well before meeting up with their guest.
Inside Francesco’s room, she found him sweating profusely, without missing a beat she began wiping his body with a wet towel, and with healcraft, eased her brother’s pain. With a quick body scan via magic the young woman realized that Francesco was suffering from cerebral hemorrhage.
Was it unlucky that this happened in the first place? Or luck that she found it before it became fatal? Quickly she bit her thumb and inscribed a magic circle on her brother’s forehead in blood. Concentrating deeply Amelia casted a strong healing spell to remedy his wounds. Immediately improvement was seen and Francesco was sleeping peacefully. With a sigh of relief the young magus laid back against the wall.
Amelia spent 200MP on the spell
Archibald
Your quietitude allows you to survive the conversation without too much more attention... well, at least not when some other chore was needed to be done. However, everything seems to be drawing to a close as the sun starts to go down.
However, you hear the doors open, and suddenly several maids walk by with load upon load of groceries. "Yaaaaaay, Dinner time!!" shouts the Homonculus, clearly overjoyed to have the maids return. Quite rapidly, the teaset is cleaned up, a tablecloth set out and places prepared, and within an hour, food served at a nice big dinner table with 30 maids attending. At least the maids have taken over doing the chores instead of you.
The Homonculus, previously having been the subject of much of Touko's affectionate pets and cuddling the [moon], suddenly lights up. "We haven't yet done introductions! I'm [Homonculus] and this is [moon] and then there's [girl] And then there's Touko-sama and then there's [sun] and her little sister [moon2] and then there's [lots and lots of names of maids, including two alchemists and a doctor], and I'm [Homonculus]! Who are you?" She asks, smiling... oddly cheerfully.
"Bah, I can't sleep...ah, that's it. I forgot."
Pulling out a computer, Etrius shoots off two messages.
"Field Manager Mortimer,
You are being assigned Lieutenant Pibald's (OOC: Son of Lieutenant Commander Pibald) mortar team. Set them up on a shift schedule with Lieutenant Ordion's sniper team so that someone will be able to lay fire upon any opponents that appear. Have them take range finding when they come on shift; they'll be firing on man-sized targets.
Sincerely,
Etrius"
"Battle Commander Rosara,
I've been thinking on it, and based on the information that I have thus far I feel that it might not be to our advantage to use visible patrols at first. Though it would help to maintain order, it would also show our hand.
Keep squads in heavy armor here, ready to deploy with the APCs as fast attack units. Keep the covert patrols in half-squads to minimize detection.
Sincerely,
Etrius"
"Hmmm...one last thing.
Caster, are you here?