Figure of Hourai
Brunhild Residence, Archwood City
"I am Lancelot du Lac, foremost of the Knights of the Round Table and summoned as a Saber-Class Servant in this Holy Grail War, Master," the Servant said, voice measured despite his concern. Summoned in error by a blind child... could he in good knowledge introduce them to the horrors of battle? No. At the same time, the very system that conjured him meant that other Servants would inevitably arrive to try and defeat him and possibly harm her... and he had always been better on the offensive than the defensive, "Have you heard of it?"
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Harway Manor, Redrock Town
"Hmmm... no, I don't think I will," he said cooly and dismissively. "I've yet to find any reason to call someone like you 'Master' besides your own word. And you expect me to trust that? Sorry, but I think I'll be better off looking for a proper magus."
And with that, the man in red turned to leave, completely disregarding the blonde girl standing there, mouth agape.
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Red-headed Smasher
Jessica, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
This man with no class, this man with no respect. He simply waved her off and went to find his supposed real Master. "You... such.. disrespect. Servant!"
No doubt he'd keep going even after she yelled. Her face turned a bright crimson. "Servant!" she said again, realizing that this wouldn't get her anywhere.
Jessica, calm down, think for a moment. There is no sword, so it isn't a Saber class. He doesn't look like he fits the Caster class. There is no lance, so he's not Lancer. He certainly isn't Assassin or Berserker. only Rider or Archer.
"Archer?" she extended a hand out to touch his shoulder. She had to step forward, but that was no difficult task.
Keep a level head, Jessica, this man isn't going to be easy to deal with.
Bridget, Brunhild Residence, Archwood City
"Lancelot? The Holy Grail War? Weren't you.. searching for it in the past and why are you here now? Aren't you supposed to be.. dead?" Bridget was both scared and confused. What was going on? Okay, she knew magic existed because she could use it, unbeknownst to her mother and father. But magic strong enough to bring back the dead?
"D-did I—"
Grrrrrrrrr..., there was Victor, growling at the man called Lancelot. He began to bark and bark, probably soon waking up Bridget's parents.
"N-no, Victor!" she reached forward and around, eventually grabbing into the dog's snout to silence him. And soon, it actually worked. The dog was obedient, especially to the young Bridget.
"Thank you now... tell me... what did I do?"
"Hey you! Nano-something or other!"
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Archer, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
"Oh? So you can tell," Archer said, acknowledging that the girl seemed to be able to sense certain things about him. The bond between a Master and a Servant. But that alone did not a Master make.
"Stop messing around. If you wish so desperately to play Master, then why not prove it? If you can't even do that much, then you should go back to playing magus for a few more years before you try this again."
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
A cheap hotel room
Getting the blood for this ritual had been an... interesting process. She regretted it, somewhat, but in the end... no-one would miss those chickens. And they were going towards a very good purpose, at least that's how Chieko felt about this. Everything was thus prepared... and there was her catalyst. It was hardly recognizable by this point, but it was clear it was some kind of net. An ancient net, one that had once be used by one of the mightiest of heroes to capture the Golden Hind. Heracles.
Chieko took a step back. She'd gone through great pains to obtain this catalyst, and it was absolutely crucial to her plan. For what she intended to do was simple: Summon the mightiest hero under the class her was least suited for. Assassin. The plot, at first, had been to summon him into Archer, the class he was ideally suited for. However, the idea to summon him as Assassin had come to her later. He was far from a good Assassin, but it was possible to summon him into the class... And who would ever expect Assassin to be the mighty Heracles?
It would be the ultimate shock to her opponents.
The room itself was decorated with the other aspects of her planning: Maps of the town, the distinct presence of several familiars... she wanted to be sure that everything would go just as planned.
Taking a deep breath, she began the ritual.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword.
In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"
edited 18th Jun '12 12:18:02 PM by AnnoR
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
Red-headed Smasher
Jessica, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
"Prove it? How would you have me do that, Archer?" Jessica's eyes turned into slits, her green eyes accusing of the red-figure before her. Would they fight? She was already prepared for it with Lightray sheathed at her rear but... "How so, Archer? I ask again."
This wasn't going to end well for either of them, she thought.
"Hey you! Nano-something or other!"
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The Hero Without A Name, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
"I don't know. If you wish to keep me from leaving, he said, smirking, "then why not stop me? You don't stand a snowball's chance in Hell of killing me, but you should be able to slow me down. You're capable of at least that much, right? Master?" he said mockingly.
"Accomplish that, and I'll pledge my sword to you," he said, making it clear he far from believed that possible. He waited for a moment, looking down at Jessica.
"Heh. I thought not." And like that, he turned to leave.
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Figure of Hourai
A CHEAP HOTEL ROOM
The summoning worked, a figure forming in the circle. Exactly as planned, apart from one minor detail: Chieko probably hadn't planned to summon a giant over eight feet tall, with sandals and an armour skirt thing as his only major clothing. At least it wasn't the twisted visage of Berserker; this Heracles was grinning down at her, "Assassin, eh? Not the best class, but what does that matter when you have me?"
At this, the giant burst out laughing and seated himself on the creaking floor, grabbing his Master and dragging her onto his lap, "So, what sort of money have you got? I'm going to need to get more clothes than this, unless you want me cooped up in this room for the whole war."
BRUNHILD RESIDENCE
"I believe that you accidentally dripped your blood onto a magical circle intended to bind a Heroic Spirit in a body made of prana. This, in these circumstances, is enough to summon a Servant for you, to allow you to compete in the War. The ultimate prize, if we should defeat all other Servants, will be a single wish for anything that you could possibly imagine," Lancelot explained, not possessing his memories of the Fourth Grail War of Fuyuki. Incoherent rage* got in the way of 'plausible recollection'. Avatar Source
"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
A cheap hotel room
The figure before her... well Heracles was big, but... that big? He was absolutely huge, he... Chieko was surprised he fit in the hotel room at all without tearing clear through the ceiling. He pretty much completely dwarfed her... and his voice, his voice was booming, what... what if the other people in the hotel heard? She needed to get him to lower his voice, and quick.
"Shhhh, other people might-"
And then he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap, like a child. For a few moments, she was rendered entirely speechless by this act, the rage simmering just beneath the surface. She clenched her teeth together, and took a deep breath. She needed to work with Heracles, not destroy their relations in the first few moments of summoning. He as asking about clothes...
"That's... hardly important, Assassin," she began, keeping her tone as level as possible. She wouldn't yell... she really wouldn't, "Clothing should be a secondary concern to the Grail War. Now, tell me, what are you abilities?"
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
High-class Hotel Room, Archwood City
"A... As you w-wish, mother..." Berserker timidly nodded, before obediently doing as she was asked. After a short moment of hesitation, she brought her lips to Rachel's wound, sucking on it like a newborn suckling her mother's teat for nourishment.
It wasn't long before she pulled away though, and looked up at her Master, a tiny dribble of blood still dripping from the edge of her mouth. "Is... Is that o-okay, mother? We... We d-did what you a-a-asked..."
Red-headed Smasher
Jessica, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
Thought not? Don't underestimate me, Archer., Jessica thought to herself as she reached for the sheathed Mystic Code, Lightray. A weapon of the Harway family magecraft, a tool of certain destruction, a Conceptual Weapon. "Archer." she simply said, holding the sword forward, straight at her Servant. Green markings moved up her neck, down her arms and through her legs. She flooded her entire body with magic, primming it to the point where she could actually keep up with the man in front of her.
However, this magic was harmful. Her skin, muscles and bones couldn't take it for more than three or so minutes at a time. But, this match would be decided in less than thirty seconds. It should be fine, her body could handle it. "Lightray... Extend!" immediately the light sword branched out further, covering about three-feet in length. The girl bent down to the ground, putting as much strength into her legs as she could. "HAAH!" she leaped forward, now a blur as she ripped through the air.
She closed the gap between herself and Archer.
"EXTENSION..." she raised the blade into the air, "STAND!" she slashed down.
The entire room was engulfed in a bright, white light of pure destruction.
Bridget, Brunhild Residence, Archwood City
"A single wish...?" Bridget stopped upon hearing that. A wish, any wish she desired could be granted by the Grail? Her eye sight? Maybe she could finally have eyesight, the thing that was taken from her upon birth? She could see the world instead of reading about it? "My eyes..." she reached up, touching her face with both of her hands. "But we have to defeat other Servants?... That means fighting and I can't... fight." she mumbled, pulling her head away to look off in some other direction.
edited 18th Jun '12 1:59:37 PM by RagnaTheSaviour
"Hey you! Nano-something or other!"
Figure of Hourai
HIGH-CLASS HOTEL ROOM, ARCHWOOD CITY
Rebinding the bandages around her arm, Rachel replied that, yes, that was exactly what she had wanted. Motioning for Jack to follow, the bespectacled magus walked over to the door and put her shoes on, explaining that they were going to get some more appropriate clothes so that it would be possible for her to blend in if she was required to gather information. "What's your name, Berserker? I can't call you that in public..."
A CHEAP HOTEL ROOM, ARCHWOOD CITY
"You wish to know of my abilities? Very well! No attack of B-rank or below may scratch my skin. No attack may work twice. A dozen lives must be lost for me to truly die and even then one must succeed in injuring me first," Heracles boasted, not quieting in the slightest, "I am the greatest of heroes, with more exploits to my name than the rest of the Age of Gods combined! Fear not a loss of this game, for I have never been defeated for as long as I can remember!"
BRUNHILD RESIDENCE, ARCHWOOD CITY
"It is a knight's sworn duty to protect the weak, Master," Lancelot said, reaching out for the girl's hand and clasping it between his own, "If you require that I win the Grail for you, then I shall perform to the best of my abilities and triumph over all foes. No Servant shall bring you harm so long as I stand and I, as the foremost knight in any era, shall not allow that to happen."
"We shall win this war."
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No Name Steak Sauce, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
"What?" Archer whipped around in time to see Jessica flying through the air at impossible speeds, a glowing sword held at the ready. A Conceptual Weapon?
In one fluid motion, two swords appeared in his hands, and he assumed a staunch defensive position. It came just in time. In an instant, the sword of light came crashing down upon him like a bolt of lightning, smashing into the twin blades and engulfing the room in a burning light.
Even before the smoke cleared, the destruction was more than evident. It was trashed. All of it. Furniture lay scattered in pieces. The walls were singed, and even burnt away in places. Books pages flitted about the air, and the floor was smashed and fractured. And good luck with the delicate collectibles.
In the middle of the devastation stood Archer, swords still held above his head. At first it seemed like Jessica's strike had done nothing. Then a tiny crack appeared in the swords. One crack became many, branching out into spiderwebs, and Archer's blades shattered, falling into pieces at his feet.
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High-class Hotel Room, Archwood City
Name? She'd never really had a name... Mother... Her real mother... Had died before she could name her. She was nothing but a nameless orphan, a girl with no real identity. No real identity but...
What had they called her? In the newspapers... She couldn't read, but she'd heard people speaking about it as she stumbled through the streets of Whitechapel. What was it again...
"J-j-jack..." she muttered, as she followed Rachel to the door. "They... They c-c-called us Jack... J-j-jack... The R-r-ripper."
A Forbidden Rendezvous
Rensaki Residence
Hikaru smiled a bit as she examined the circle. As much as she really, really didn't like killing things, this might be worth it...
The Grail War. Something she'd known of since that one fateful day she stumbled onto her mother's magecraft. It would be an interesting experience, to be sure. And...she swallowed slightly. She'd have to try to not kill anything...although she somehow didn't quite think that would work out so well.
Hikaru shook her head, activating the circle.
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Red-headed Smasher
Jessica, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
The smoke cleared, the room now in complete shambles. The young magus, Jessica, sheathed the sword as the glow died. "Don't underestimate me, Archer." as she said that, the circuits that decorated her body soon disappeared. The magus took in a deep breath and held out a hand, smiling. "Is that enough for you, or do you want to take this further?" her determination was clear and unwavering.
This war was going to be something else entirely.
Bridget, Brunhild Residence, Archwood City
"You're going to protect me?" she felt Lancelot's hand on her own. She traced the figure again, in her mind, and it was indeed human. The face must be gentle, or so she assumed because she couldn't actually see it, even with her magic. "Thank you, Lancelot... b-but you said you were.. Saber class, right? What's.. with the 'Classes'? I'm.. guessing specialty?" she hesitated as she spoke as she continued to try and wrap her head around all of this.
Nero, With Yuna
The light from the circle branched out, taking form of runic letters — no, no, they took the form of roses. A radiant light escaped from the center of the circle and burst up and into the air. A storm of rose petals soon left the confines of the circle and danced about in the air, forming a tornado of crimson.
A blonde and beautiful, yet short woman, walked out from the circle. The energy ripped outward from the circle, probably knocking Yuna clean over. "Are you my Master?" she asked, probably not getting a response.
"Now then, I shall ask once more, are you my Master?"
edited 18th Jun '12 2:52:03 PM by RagnaTheSaviour
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Archer, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
Archer stared, still a little dumbstruck about the directions events had taken. But then...
"Ahahahahaha!" Archer began laughing jovially, as if someone had told him an extremely funny joke. "Yes, it does seem I've underestimated you," he said, smiling. "Don't worry, I don't intend to drag this on any further. You've more than proved me wrong. You'll make an exceptional Master."
And with that he accepted the outstretched hand, and they shook on it.
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Figure of Hourai
High-class Hotel Room, Archwood City
"How about I call you Helen, instead?" Rachel suggested, going for the first name that came to mind, since... hadn't one of the letters written by Jack the Ripper (though she doubted that this little girl had written them) said 'from Hell' or some such? Still, it was a nice enough name, and she highly doubted that this girl would notice. Still... Jack the Ripper. She had, entirely by accident, summoned the most famous serial killer of all time... as a little girl and as Berserker. Maybe the sheer shock value would make up for any losses in physical strength... she hoped.
Brunhild Residence, Archwood City
"There are seven Servant Classes. I am of the Saber class, foremost of the three knight classes and master of the sword. Saber is perhaps the most rounded of all classes. Lancer is the second, a class emphasising speed of strength and endurance, masters of polearms. Archer is the most adaptable class; the name is not strictly accurate, and it is the third knight class. The other four classes are Caster, famous magi and sorcerors; Berserker, who sacrifice sanity for power increases yet often have little power to begin with; Rider, those with magical creatures or artefacts and their mounts; and Assassin, who would rather go for a Master than a Servant," Lancelot explained, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "It is from Assassin that I feel we may have most to fear, should we separate. It is a class of rogues and stealth that will never announce its presence beforehand. If possible, I would like us to stay close... and if you ever come under attack whilst separate, you can use one of the Command Seals granted to you as a Master to call you to my side." Avatar Source
High-class Hotel Room, Archwood City
The silver haired serial killer merely stared in silence at Rachel for a while, cocking her head to the side in confusion as she thought over something.
"It... It is... If m-m-mother chose it, then... It is a g-good name for us," she replied, as her mouth curved ever so slightly into a nervous smile. "Y-you... You m-may call us... H-h-h-helen, mother."
A Forbidden Rendezvous
Breten Residence
Yuna blinked, staring at the woman who had appeared amidst roses. She had managed to catch herself with her hands, and staggered as she got up.
"..." Despite the girl's reasonably short stature, Yuna was still shorter. This irked the magus slightly, in the part of her brain that wasn't still staring in awe.
"Yes. I am your Master," she said quietly, extending a hand.
"Yuna Breten. I look forward to working with you," she managed to say, before her knees buckled slightly. Apparently she had slammed against the wall behind her.
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
A cheap hotel room
Well... on one hand, this was possibly more than she had hoped for. Chieko knew that Heracles would be an amazingly, fantastically strong Servant, but never once had she imagined that his powers would encompass such a form of immortality. That was what it was, really. She had... she had the best possible chance to win this grail war, with this Servant and her plan... Chieko had worked hard to make sure things went well, and the summoning of Heracles had went perfectly.
On the other hand, he wouldn't quiet down!
"That's excellent, really," she said, her tone hushed. So far, she was controlling her temper, "But you absolutely need to quiet down. We don't want anyone investigating. Then... don't just grab me like this again, I'm your partner in this grail war and I wish to be treated as such."
Temper under control... as long as he didn't keep yelling at the top of his lungs, she wouldn't start yelling back. On reflection, Chieko briefly wondered if she should've slept a bit more... no, no, even though she hadn't slept for four days... that didn't really matter.
Rensaki Residence
The figure that materialized before the magus was small. This was likely why she had materialized so incredibly quickly, there wasn't all that much to materialize.
Faust opened her eyes, and blinked several times. Held in her arms, pressed tightly to her chest, was her Gretchen. She quickly checked to make sure that the doll was perfectly fine. It was her first priority above all, after all. If Gretchen wasn't alright, well... that would just be terrible! Hugging the doll tightly, she quickly looked up to investigate her Master. She eyed the older-looking girl inquisitively, then took a step forward... before smiling widely and speaking.
"Servant Caster! Summoned into... um... is this your house? I think it's your house, since you're here, but what if you snuck into someone else's house? Are you a bad person?" she paused for a moment to contemplate this, frowning, before her smile returned, "No, you're probably not, because you don't have pockets full of stuff! Or blood on you, that would mean you're bad, unless it's animal blood or your own blood since I think that's part of the ritual for summoning... unless you were seriously hurt but that doesn't seem to be the case! Oh, and Gretchen says hi!"
Faust raised one of Gretchen's arms and moved it back and forth, to wave.
"Gretchen is a good judge of people, and she thinks you're a good person, so that's good!" Faust chirped cheerfully, "She also wants to know if you like tea. Do you like tea? And... wait, wasn't I supposed to be asking something...? ... Oh, right! Are you my Master?"
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
A Forbidden Rendezvous
Rensaki Residence
Hikaru smiled down at the younger (younger-acting? She knew Servants were most likely much older than her in reality) girl, extending a hand to her.
"Nice to meet you, Caster. I'm Hikaru. And I can be your Master if you want," she said. The little girl was so cuuuuute...
"Oh, and hello Gretchen," she added, addressing the doll. "And yes, I like tea."
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Who are you calling short?!
Tammy
Caster stared at Wes for a good few minutes. Then she bursts into a fit of giggles.
"You're amazing, Goshujin-Sama! Now THAT talent would really help us out in the War! Why, if I was summoned by your brainless gorilla of a brother, I don't think he'd ever figure that out!"
More giggles.
"To tell you the truth, Master, Tamamo doesn't like being called by class. Makes me feel like a faceless tool. SO! When we're in our private love nest (Here she gestures at the penthouse.) you can call me by name all you want~!"
"But! First things first! What do we do now?"
Mike
"Well, glad that's settled. Anyway,Superman,what have you got? I can't exactly go running around in a war without knowing my servant's abilities,eh? So, what can you do? Tell me everything. Don't Lie."
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
Rensaki Residence
"Oh, that's great, so I'm your Servant for this Grail War!" replied Faust cheerfully, hugging Gretchen tighter. Maybe she'd get her wish! If not... well, that would be sad, but that wasn't a good thing to think about so she wasn't going to think about that. Instead, she was going to think about her Master! Her Master seemed nice.
"I want to know your name! So does Gretchen, since I'll call you Master anyway but it'd be weird not to know your name," Faust continued, "And it's great that you like tea! Because then we can have tea parties. And parties are fun!"
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
Jessica, Harway Manor, Redrock Town
The blonde haired girl stood up, her mouth agape and her eyes widened. This was her Servant? This white-haired man clad in red and black? How unfortunate. She supposed this was her punishment for not using a catalyst. She took in a deep breath before speaking, "I know very well what I'm getting myself into, Servant, now could you please tell me your class so I can rightfully refer to you as so?" Jessica only had one thing on her mind right now and that was getting the Servant's class out.
Bridget, Brunhild Residence, Archwood City
Bridget finally stood up, only for...
Are you my Master?
A mysterious voice veiled in magic spoke to her. Bridget couldn't tell, of course, as her vision was, as always, filled with darkness. "Hello? Am I your Master? I don't know, I suppose? ... Father, is that you playing a joke?" the young girl wandered forward and outstretched her hands. She laid them upon Lancelot's face.
Three circuits traced.
The magic, even though scarce, flowed through her body and to her finger tips.
A distorted human face, it was a figure made of magic? A spirit? Startled, she fell back onto her rear, unknowingly facing the offending structure. "W-who are you?"
"Hey you! Nano-something or other!"