@Matsuoka, Isamu:you find Berserker sitting calmly meditating in the living room, manifested, with his sword laying next to him, although he doesn't visibly react you can tell he knows you have entered the room.
Isamu studies Berserker as he walks in measuring the mountain of a man, and checking for signs of any linguering marks of his previous excursion. "Good morning Beserker, I take it your reunion went well?" he questioned as he sat down near his Servant.
"I see," he commented, a part of him had hopped that beserker might've been able to take his foe down by himself last night; but perhaps this was for the best. "Do you know what class your friend was summoned under? Would he have someway of tracking you?" he inquiered, the last question with a hint of worry; his magecraft might be good enough to beffudle most mortals, but he was unsure how it could hold up against a servants if push-came-to-shove.
10:30 am
“Hello again Miss.” Amelia greeted weakly, she thought about sneaking around her but considering how quickly they were found last time she decided against it, a direct greeting would be better to show they hold no hostility the magus thought.
The blue haired woman took a deep breath, “Y-You see my colleague here wants to inspect the area because of her line of work. So um I hope you won’t mind us being in the area, we will be sure to stay out of your way.” Despite mustering all her courage, it was a frail plea. As much as she wanted to prove her usefulness to her family, in the end she still abhorred fighting and confrontation.
Persuasion(5)
Intuition(17)
9:15 AM (ish?)
Idaliseviel displayed a bored expression. She crossed her arms across her chest as she slightly tilted her head to the side, continuing to make direct eye contact with the Harlow before her. She then dropped her shoulders with a small sigh, "I suppose if we go by that logic you seem correct." She paused, then glanced back towards the group of people behind him, "If what you're saying is ultimately true as your goals in the war, then by that assumption... shouldn't you have summoned a stronger servant?"
The homunculus then lightly placed her hand over her mouth as if she had said something that wasn't meant to slip out. "Excuse me, that was rude. Although sometimes things can't help but stumble out I suppose."
Perception (10) Insight (16)
Berserker
"rhmnHE rLwsOrN vihlWrS CewsrTporR! Hrew rNOsffrS rOr rHEnmeRE rE porRE, BUT rE rnoeAmN TResrkkArK Utr Isr rvE LrrnomVE." Berserker says stoically, a fire still burning in his eyes.
A sigh of relief escaped Amelia’s lips, although unnecessary she still felt thankful at the turn of events, as such she smiled and bowed towards the unknown Servant in front of her, “Pardon the intrusion then.”
“Miss Millrose what exactly are you looking for? You mentioned earlier about some Magi performing illegal experiments, are they related to the water poisoning this morning? And what are you looking for in particular here?” the young magus asked politely.
Perception(5)
Observation(15)
Isamu sighed, taking the time to maul over Beserker's words; a small part of his mind complaining that it was still far too early in the day for this. It took a few assumptions, but once he thought he'd pieced it all together he spoke up to confirm. "So, your friend's this wars' Caster. Joy," he spoke out loud to confirm his interpretation, quietly cursing his fatigue the night before. He should've stayed up until Beserker returned; it seemed such a foolish decision in hindsight.
He'd have to discuss the matter with his parents soon enough. Granted the fact they weren't under attack yet was a good sign. "Alright then, what type of man is your foe? Is he likely to devout himself to hunting you down, or is he more likely to wait until you run into each other again? Is he likely to come at us head on, or lure us into a trap? Have you been able to defeat him before, or do your bouts usually end like last night? Most importantly, what can you tell me of his abilities?; and what I should expect from him and be wary of?" he inquired, some of these would mean little depending on what kind of Master this Caster had been paired with; but it was still valuable information if he could get it.
By the looks of things, he'd need every edge he could get his hands on.
Isamu scratched his scalp slightly, "Assuming his master doesn't force the issue with a command seal, or tries to act without his knowledge anyway..." he added before sighing in defeat, it was clear Beserker wasn't going to budge. Given their history, it seemed like he'd have to trust his judgement on this one.
"Okay, I'll leave Caster in your hands then. I won't mess with your duels with him unless my hand is forced; though I'd appreciate it if you give me the heads up before duking it out, bonus points if you can keep it away from civies. That said, given the nature of your conflict somebody might try to use it against us; be it Caster's master, or another Servant. So, at some point I might need to you take a rain check, or otherwise end one of your engagements with him early if needed. Is that okay with you?" he asked respectfully while studying Beserker.
Amelia decided to use this time to look for more clues around the area, while the authorities are looking for the vagrant mages she’ll try to discover the identities of the two Servants from last night. After a bit of looking around she found herself alone with Beast, even though now is a perfect time to talk she became hesitant, a bit afraid of what may happen.
“Um... Beast?” the blue haired woman called out softly. Feeling ashamed she avoided eye contact and looked down as she spoke, “I’m... sorry for running away earlier, I can’t ask you to forgive me but I’ll try hard to become a better Master.”
Perception(5)
Observation(15)
Isamu beamed, "Excellent," he exclaimed with a pleases smile. "Unless there's anything else you wanna share, I'm going to reenforce the ward's and then grab some breakfast," he explained as he stood up from his chair and started towards the door. "Oh! And would you like something to be brought up? I understand Ghost Liners don't normally need to eat, but if you've got the munchies for something I can check if I can get you some," he offered politely from the door.
Idaliseviel tilted her head to the side, "So you do admit you have some faults that need to be addressed. That's always a good start." She warmly smiled at the Servant before her before tapping her index finger on her chin, pondering. "Hmm, even if you believe you're "adequate" enough to deal with someone like me, what about all the other masters and their servants? Does something like that not concern you? I suppose we all start small and then grow into our expectations, but that's starting off a little bit low, don't you think?"
"And going after the "weakest" potential master as well? That's hitting below the belt, even if your master suggested to do something like that. Do you not have any sense of morals? Or would you rather follow your master's orders blindly, which I suppose is... alright for now. Considering you're adequate enough to deal with someone like me." The homunculus smiled at the servant.
Perception (10) Insight (16)
8:15am-9am
"Okay, I'l talk to you later then; we still have a war to plan after all," he comments before leaving the room. The young Magus asks the first servant he can find to let his parents know of his delay, before hurrying over to his workshop inorder to secure and reenforce the wards; attempting to better oclude his Servants signature now that he was more familiar with it.
No notable figure had arrived other than Beserker, and his Servant abnormal calm led him to believe that this Caster was unlikely to narrow down their location any time soon; granted every second he could buy himself was worth the effort. For the time being their foe was only familiar with Beserkers presence, anything he could do to distort that would serve them well. For the time being his additions would hopeful better their chances until he could find a more permanent solution.
Beserker's refusal to share what he knew irked him, unable to take Caster's abilities into account he had little way of knowing if he was wasting his time regardless of how powerful he made the ward's. This was worsened by the fact that if Caster had told his master about Beserker they'd be at the top of their hit list; most likely striking at them as soon as opportunity presented itself. Just his luck really having to deal with a Caster this early in the war. Oh sure he had his own trump card for those types; but he'd never tried it against a foe of that scale before. He sincerely hoped Caster's master was either a coward, or too incompetent to make use of his Servants's full potential.
Isamu released a heavy sigh upon completing the complex task just before an odd idea struck him. It would certainly depend on the kind of man this master was; but perhaps it need not be so terribly inconvenient, he mused, lazily leaning back on a chair as he rested from his task. Both our servants are quite familiar with each others abilities; and they might be willing to postpone it if they had the chance to leave it for the closing act, He pondered as he grinned taking a liking to the idea, before sighing and heading down for breakfast. He was getting ahead of himself, it was a risky ploy, and anything that caused tension between Beserker and himself would prove troublesome; and then there was the master, who's abilities he knew even less about. Still, it was something to think about.
After grabbing the newspaper he proceeded down to the dining room; hoping his parents had gone ahead and he wouldn't have to explain himself just yet. If all went well, then he and Beserker would have quite an eventful day ahead.
Isamu
Thankfully, it seems your parents are still asleep, and should probably stay that way until after you leave--so long as you don't make too much of a mess. Aono, as was her habit when given the chance, had snuck down behind you, and was already in the kitchen. She timidly turned, and asked, "Hello. What'd you like for breakfast?"
10:30 AM
Amelia gave a soft smile, unused such gentleness and kindness, Beast’s words had a profound effect on her as that bubbly feeling from the morning resurfaced. After a few moments the young woman caught herself staring at her Servant and quickly looked away blushing, “Thank you,” she mumbled quietly under her breath, whether Beast heard her or not did not matter.
The magus returned her focused to the surroundings, observing the havoc of the battlefield, perhaps she could make something of it.
Insight(5)
Isamu
Aono takes the apple from your hand deftly. She smiles and gives a quick "Thank you" before turning to pour pancake batter onto the hot griddle behind her.
The pancakes are ready in a few minutes. Aono serves you the perfect portion, and sits down cheerily to enjoy her breakfast. You know she would be open to conversation, but wouldn't be one to start it.
Imasu
"No I haven't," she quickly replied. "I thought it best to leave him alone--I wouldn't want to anger him. That would be quite upsetting. I wouldn't want my person to get between you two... I wouldn't be supporting you in the War then, would I?"
"Oh doubt you'd have to worry about that; Beserker is a surprisingly good-spirited fellow for his class. Sure he grunts and roars a lot, but he doesn't really seem that angry. Certainly doesn't seem to have a hair pin trigger for his temper, and I've yet to see him needlessly lash out at something; suppose we looked out that way. I got a good feeling about him," he explains before taking a few bites of his pancakes, toying with the sliced bits for a while with a downcast gaze.
Isamu wrestled with the words, and the urge to say them before giving up and playing the old song and dance. "While I do appreciate everything, and the risk all of you are putting yourselves through to help me; I-I still think it might be best of you all left me here by myself," he commented, the knowledge of Caster weighing heavily stirring up again those old feelings from conversations that he'd thought had been put to rest.
"You're all way to important too risk getting caught in the crossfire of this war; lord knows what the collateral damage in this fights are like, and depending on the servant my magecraft might be enough to keep you all safe. Honestly, I'd have better peace of mind if the three of you were far from Fuyuki. I care about you all, and I don't want to risk you all getting hurt because of my mistakes," he swiftly argued with a pleading look, before Aono could respond.
They'd all had this conversation before one way or another, they all wanted to do their part to help him win; but when what one holds dear is so fragile, could one blame him for being so persistent about this matter. Caster's presence of his mind merely served to aggravate those fears; presenting a plausible scenario in which they might just come true.
Perception:
Insight:
Isamu
"...yes, but we do have to support you. If you were harmed in any way... I... I don't know what we would do. We all want you to be successful in this too, and if we don't support you when you're in danger, then what use are we?" Aono turns her head to the side, and pauses for a moment, with a worried look on her face. She takes a second to regain her composure, and resumes eating breakfast. However, you know that she wouldn't be comfortable talking more about that subject.
Craig
"What? No.... I've never seen anyone like that in my life. Who do you think you are, some private investigator or something? Leave this job to the professionals--don't expose yourself to any more danger than you have to." He obviously wants to be done talking to you, and turns away to shoo off some other onlookers.
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[Black]
9:45AM
The black-clad girl, her hair 'dyed' brown, finished climbing up the wall. The house was just up ahead--but she couldn't ruin everything now! They needed to use stealth! She turned around and put a finger up to her mouth to remind [her friend] of that too.
They crawled around to wall to sneak around the back, to be really sure that no one would see them (though the side entrance would be a lot easier). She looked both ways before jumping down (Like you do for crossing a street, da!) and suppressed the sound of their landing. Stealth really was so fun! She made sure [her friend] also got down without a problem, and then made her way to the back door.
Before going in to investigate, she wondered how [moon2] was doing.
Waver Velvet
9:50AM
The little girl sneezed.
Waver wasn't sure how a [REDACTED] could ever do that--she couldn't ever get sick, the [REDACTED] would see to that--but man, why did HE have to be the one babysitting? [Black] just came earlier, poked her head in, and left [moon2] standing there as she and [her friend] ran off all dressed in black... well, they usually were, but they looked TWICE as suspsicous as they normally do....
As the girl emptied the teapot, he went to make more.
He just couldn't keep his mouth shut could he? An hour into the morning and he was already shoving his foot into his mouth. "I'm sorry; I-I shouldn't have," stumbled the young magus before sighing,"Thank you for sticking with me; especially for enduring my occasional relapse of foot-in-mouth disease," he joked with a smile, trying to lift the mood a bit after his latest blunder. They'd been together for so long, and yet he still screwed up like this. He made a note to ask his father for advice sometime; surely if anyone knew how to speak to a proper lady and act like good husband it be him.
With that lapse of judgement out of the way, Isamu continues devouring his meal; making attempts at polite conversation, and find out what Aono's plans for the day. He himself would most likely be dedicating himself to observation and preparations if the day went well.
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Idaliseviel smiled at the mental note she just made towards the Servant. She made sure to glance periodically behind her to see her maids all alert, as well as mentally call towards Saber in case if he noticed anything odd between any of the men behind Harlow, Harlow himself, or his unknown servant. The maiden then nodded her head slowly, "Is that so? You awfully sound very sure of yourself, and such a loyal Servant you are!" She smiled brightly before continuing, "You trust Mr. Harlow very much, which is very admirable--although trusting him so much could be concerning in a way..." She trailed off for a moment before meeting eyes with the servant again.
"After all, if you never question his actions due to your blind loyalty, how could you know he's making the wises decisions? For all you know he could be making a grave mistake and putting himself into danger because of his rash decision making." The homunculus placed her hand on her cheek in concern, "Then he wouldn't be able to get the grail his family line has been fighting for after this long. How disappointing." She muttered. "Seems like your Master isn't as great of a man as you put him up to be."
Perception (10) Insight (16)
Isamu
8:40-8:55 am
"No no, its fine." Aono smiled. She... really was taking this well in a very genuine way.
For today she plans to clean up around the house and then go shopping for vegetables (since they need more carrots and onions for tonights dinner).
After that she plans on sewing a new dress for your mother, until she is going to fix dinner in the evening. "However," she adds, "if you want to contact me you know you always can."
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"Will do," he chimed in happily; Maybe I am getting the hang of this, he happily mused to himself before finishing his meal. After excusing himself he heads up to his workshop, bringing with him a sample of tainted water for study. Once he had set up the appropriate fields and safety measures; Isamu began the task of analyzing the water. Be it's cause magical or mundane, he would hopefully unlock it's secret soon.
[ooc]Knowledge (magic) and Magic Use checks please.
8:50-10:20am
Knowledge (Magic):
Magic Use:
Isamu
The magic in the water appears to be alchemical in nature, and it disperses the mana of whatever drinks it in into the surroundings. It is a very weak effect and would likely be resisted by any magi who drank it.
Isamu couldn't help but wonder why a magus would employ such a weak hex; it couldn't have been to target the other Master's given the how weak the curse seemed to be. He considered for a moment the possibility of them merely attempting to increase the saturation of prana in Fuyuki; perhaps as part of some larger scheme to effect Fuyuki's leylines perhaps?
As he sat down on his chair over looking the sample, he pondered what other uses such a ploy might have in the war.
Knowledge (Magic):
Intuition"
You realise that this would slowly waste away most non-magi within a few days, without any obvious benefit to the caster.
This would lead to higher scrutiny of the war and the area, as it would be explicitly against the rules of the war, however. It also has put the civiallian authorities in quite the flurry.
10:30 AM
Amelia pondered for a while, these weapons surely shed some light on the Servant’s identities, however she still needed more information to be certain. The white Servant’s question caught her by surprise causing the young magus to jump.
The blue haired woman thought for a bit, wondering if it would be wise to share such information, but since the white Servant showed no signs of hostility or ill will the naive girl decided there would be no harm. As such Amelia shared the class and weapons of the two Servants to Beast and the mysterious Servant, hoping to get some input.
Craig
10:05AM
You enter the house quite easily from an unlocked side door. The kitchen you enter into connects to a living room, one with three bodies you can see through the door. None of them would fit the description of anyone in the photograph.
In front of you steps a brown-haired girl, dressed in a long black drss with red eyes. Her features look Germanic in origin. She is closely examining the corpses and has not spotted you.
Another girl, also dressed in black, steps into the room. Her face is covered by her black hair.
Waver Velvet
10:10AM
Waver returned with the Tea, only to find the young girl had left. He wondered what that was all about.
Isamu grimaced. There really was no other plausible reason, unique ability of their servant not withstanding; and even then it was about as foolish a move as one could do in the war. Turning the church against them, and making them a primary target for local authority and revenge minded Magi. Granted, he couldn't eliminate the chance that it might be the work of some third party trying to target the Grail War participants by upping local security.
He sighed, for now it was best to leave this in the church's hands; if anyone would be equipped to deal with this, it'd be them. Though depending on how things progressed he might need to lend a hand. For the time being he stored the sample in case he found some other use for it later.
After verifying that there was little of note from his familiar for the moment; Isamu left his workshop and left in search of Beserker. It was time to make preparations for what was to come. Upon finding his servant and asking for permission, he attempted a new spell in hopes of better obfuscating his mythical accomplice. "Alright Beserker; I got a question for ya, do you have any other weapons or equipment other than your sword?" he inquired as he inspected his work. "I couldn't help but notice that we [redacted]; so I think I might be able to give ya an extra edge in a fight,"
Use Magic:[dice]1d20+22[/roll]