Sister Astrid

Astrid smiled slightly at the shy young woman, though in a manner she hoped was reassuring and friendly despite her strange looks "The friendship of a nun may not be the most amusing there are... but if you would have me as an ally, I shall try to be a friend, Miss"

The Black Dog

The cowled Assassin didn't speak a word as the people around her spoke of friendship and wishes... probably not one of her easy topics.

Ahriya Arath

"O-of course!" Ahriya vigorously nodded at Lancer's suggestion. He had already done a lot for her. At this point, she trusted him more than anyone else she knew. Her parents had never been particularly kind to her and she didn't know anyone outside the family either.

When the other maiden offered her own friendship, Ahriya popped out from behind Lancer and bowed, much like the Japanese would. "Umm! I don't know you very well yet but I would love to be your friend! It's very nice to meet you! T-Thank you!"

Noshiga

A friendship? Well, this was curious. Was she being sincere in her claim or perhaps it was a mere smokescreen to shield herself from the difficult question?

"I suppose that, if you wish, I can be a friend to yours as well." The man shrugged indifferently. "Admittedly I know little about the concept, but I can try my best to fit the label."

"And since we're talking about our possible wishes, I suppose I have no particular wish that I want or rather I haven't formed one yet. I'm merely here to see the psyche of people from across the ages and draw observations from it."

Merlin, as Don Quixote

"A good wish," he nodded as Izayoi spoke "though be careful it does not ride you to ruin. Many a soul has tried to be a hero at the expense of themselves. Don't forget to live your life." Merlin then looked to the now peeking out and blushing Ahriya. Both Astrid and the others all pledged friendship to the girl who wished for friends. "Seems like you have no shortage of friends milady, if it would please you I could be more than just a friend," he said with a wide smile that was both joking and sincere. This was already proving to be a grand and interesting team of people. Most of them pretty attractive women. For Merlin, this was a lower level of heaven.

Cu Chulainn

"Yeah yeah, the gym is free but spying is a litle low for a hero don't you think," he said with his grin still in place knowing full well he would have done the exact same thing "but what kind of servant just throws out his name?" It was both a jab at Yamato and at his teammates. Honor was all well and good as was being a decent human being but this was a war at the end of the day. "'fraid you won't be getting my name Yamato," he said with a shrug "but I will say I look forward to showing you just how misplaced that pride of yours is. Even a storm will blow over."

He looked over his shoulder to his Master. "Maybe you should introduce yourself Master, everyone else seems to except the priest here," he said gesturing for her to come down.

Training Colliseum

"The best in the land?" Takeru grinned, "No arguement there." Then his attention went back to Berserker. "Servants with no exploitable weakness have little reason not to name themselves. That just means every Heroic Spirit is unique in its own way, and I quite like it that way. And misplaced pride?" Saber laughed a little, "I don't have any such thing. I'm as down to Earth as they come but... when coming from someone who declares the losing team without even knowing the enemy, that criticism loses most of its meaning. But I guess that's alright. Words are meaningless in a direct conflict like this anyway. Actions speak louder than words, after all."

"Yeah, what... Saber... said." Sachi interjected. "Yeah!" then screamed, "We're going to win! No matter what!" she pulled herself out of the slump because she knew Saber had her back.

"I can't exactly say the same for my Master, though, so let me apologize in her stead."

"U...gh." then the girl went back to being defeated.

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Kazanari Rui-ling

Rui-ling nodded. "Alright, hold still for a sec. I'm using my Eyes."

Doing just that, Rui-ling removed them from sight, and in their place? A cardboard box. Now they could tail the Servant and their Master UNDETECTED.

"Right, Anzhelika Gabinski, its nice to meet you all" she gave a curtsey and a half smile, trying to look somewhat cute, as she looked the enemy duo up and down. "Though don;t you two think that was a little risky? Showing up like that on the first day?"

Saber —- Dorm A - Hallway, SPEC OPS TIME

"Ohhh! With this, we should be able to sneak around them, shouldn't we?" Saber said while still being amazed by the trickery of her Master. Though she could be inciteful at times, she was still a relatively simple girl. Now it seemed that their mission had begun. With this, the two moved on to complete their mission of recon.

There was a connecting hallway that lead back into the dorms which was no doubt where Caster and her Master had gone. The halls were relatively empty — probably people out in the large city/town that was placed in the center of the metal vessel. That made things easier for them. They followed Caster and the Master to their room. Which, shockingly, the door had remained open. There were two maids standing guard at the entrance who looked more than combat capable.

The two (in the box) hid behind a wall that allowed for an easier view. "Master, what do you make of that?" Saber pointed through the opened door.

That's when things became weird. The door to that dorm was marked Dorm A-9 but there were supposedly only 8 teams on the island. One could figure that this Master bought out another dorm room completely and all by herself. But why would she need that? Probably to accompany the maids that she had brought with her? Not just that, in fact, there were dolls placed all around the room even from the limited view provided by the corner they were hiding behind.

"..." Saber went silent, only feeling a perturbed loneliness from that lifeless, doll filled room.

"I'm aware of where this road is going to take me... but I chose to walk it, so that's my sin and no one elses." she said while smiling. Then she looked back toward Ahriya, "Caster is right. I'll be your friend to, and so will Lancer. Can't say the same about Assassin, but I'm here for you if you ever need someone to talk to or just want to hang around." the blonde said while patting Ahriya on the shoulder. It was an assurance that everything would play out just fine! ... Hopefully.

????'

A hulking mass of dark loomed above the dorm. With it, a girl with a deformed face and glowing, red eyes. "Go." the figure patted the 'mass' on the 'shoulder'. There it leaped off of the roof then crashed STRAIGHT DOWN upon the group gathered in front of the dorm, causing the ground to shake.

"W-wha!?" Izayoi shuffled back, trying to regain her balance.

"███████████████████▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄!" the monster cried with an unintelligible roar.

Yeah, whatever this hulking mass of corpse and rot was, it definitely wasn't friendly.

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Musashi — Colloseum

Musashi sheathed her swords — making them disappear into whatever Hammerspace they were stored in when she didn't draw them — and slowly walked closer to Yamatao Takeru's Master, her movements slow and deliberate so the other Saber will understand she meant no harm. Once close enough, she scrutinised Sachi closely.
She straightened up and looked at Yamato Takeru again. “Now, don't be like that,” she said. “Sure, your Master isn't exactly Executor material, but even great talent requires training for it to show properly; don't put her down just because she talks too much.”
If what I am going to offer does not seem right to you, Malcolm, I apologise in advance. But this girl needs help, even if she's the “enemy”, she sent to her Master.
“I can help you with the basics, Sachi Kurohime. I swear upon my honour as a Samurai no harm will come to you.”

Caster, as Don Quixote, then Hulk

"Now that we've got a bond of friendship," he said with a smile then he felt a heavy presence looming. With a quick spell he tried to steady the feet of all people gather around so that the ground that had begun shaking wouldn't knock them over. He got to Izayoi a little late but she still kept her balance. The berserker, for there was nothing else that a screaming behemoth could be, stood in the middle of the group. "Oh look, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed when they got summoned," Merlin said before shifting his form to The Incredible Hulk. "You won't like me when I'm angry either," he growled in a close duplicate of the deep angry voice one would expect of the Hulk. The wide smile on Merlin's form was wide and condescending.

What a pity, this berserker stepped in on the wrong group Merlin sent with the Master/Servant link to Astrid he certainly can't hope to win. Berserker or no.

Cu Chulainn

Cu shrugged as Takeru and the others talked though he was pleased when his master introduced herself. The other master, of Takeru, seemed to be shy but bold in bursts. She was cute after a fashion but she didn't suit his tastes. "Come on," Cu said as he put the spear on his shoulders and smiled "I was just having a little fun, I wouldn't dream of fighting you until the official fight. I won't hold back then though Takeru. I expect that sword of yours to do more than keep me cool with a warm breeze." Cu offered his hand to the samurai as Musashi spoke to the master.

edited 29th Jun '14 3:59:57 PM by AuraofMildChaos

Floris Winester

The smell of rotting flesh reached Floris as a large mass of corpse and rot came crashing down before those who had been on the rooftop. The ground below begin to shake as the Master worked to regain her bearings. Steadying herself, Floris pushed her way towards the creature that had chosen this moment to make its appearance. If the monster was going to ignore the rules so would she.

"Get ready."

She sped up without waiting for a response from Assassin or any of their allies. Since she hadn't brought any water with her she cast out her hands in an attempt to summon void/ether from the air in order to separate the gravity around the beast.

Milady!

It was a good thing that his Master was already behind him, but even so, as the monster crashed right down, Lancer took his Master in a protective embrace, shielding her with his body.

The dust settled, and Lancelot stood, his gaze aflame with rage at the monster who had endangered his Master.

"Beast, thou hath made a grievous error. If thou wishes to sully the honor of this War, then I shall strike you down like the dog you are."

Lancelot summons his Secace◊, and points it at Berserker.

"Come on then. But know that if you face me, thou wilt die."

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Training Colliseum

"Heh, what can I say?" Takeru shrugged to Musashi then turned his attention back to Cu. "The same goes for me, too. Wouldn't want to ruin this fine establishment." he kept that grin on his face as he gave Berserker the firmest handshake he could muster. "I'll promise you a fight that you'll never forget. You and your team has my respect. I hope to earn yours."

"Teach me... what?" Sachi was a tad confused as to what Musashi meant. How to fight? "I actually know how to fight, but..." she made sure to channel magic into her left palm. Of course, it was away from Musashi as not to hurt her. The flame blasted up — causing her to 'eep'!

"That's my Master, for you." he laughed more to himself than he did at her.

"Tch." Izayoi unsheathed Tatsutato and gripped a Black Key in her other hand. "What in the hell is this—" that's around the time Izayoi looked straigh up into the air. A young boy on a broom with a partner riding on it beelined across the sky — hitting something down from the roof. "Above! Watch out!" that's when she leaped out of the way.

"Ggh." right there, a new person had appeared. "Somewhat of a setback but I'll bite." the Dead Apostle cricked her neck. She was a somewhat muscular girl looking well past her adolescent years. Her hair was at shoulder length and amber eyes shown through a porcelin mask that hid most of her features. She wore a formal black business suit like she would be at a meeting rather than a Grail War. "Oh, hello." she smiled under the mask. "Ah, you've met Berserker!" the way the girl talked seemed she was completely amiable — but there was something much darker hidden behind her words.

Izayoi took a step forward with her sword out. The Berserker lifted its hand up to stop Izayoi from approach even an inch further.

"..." the girl was mad but she stepped back while holding her weapons at the ready.

"I'm of Dorm A-2, so we'll be fighting each other soon." was how she greeted everyone.

This post was thumped by the Codfish in a Derby Hat

Ahriya Arath

Ahriya managed to smile and was about to accept Izayoi and Caster's offers of friendship when something interrupted them. This interruption came in the form of a a black... thing. Whatever it was, it probably wasn't there to ask for directions. Ahriya managed to keep her balance thanks to Merlin's help and Lancelot quickly took his position in front of her. It didn't make it any less frightening though.

Ahriya clenched her fists. "Remember your training" she told herself. "Get ready to heal at a moment's notice." That's when another person, presumably the black mass's master, dropped from the air. Another enemy then. "Lancer!... You can do it! I believe in you!"

Kazanari Rui- ling

This was fucked up. This was so fucked up. Dorm A-9? There weren't even supposed to be nine teams! And all the dolls and maids? He could appreciate a good maid like most young men, but this passed straight on from a fetish into a scary fixation. The vibes this woman was giving off were like a serial killer's, and her friends weren't giving off any vibes at all. Aside from the doll Caster, none of them really seemed to even exist. They were so empty and motionless, more transparent than the scenery.

Terrified but perplexed by the macabre Dorm A-9, Rui- ling signaled to his Servant. Explore? he asked.

Musashi — Colosseum

“I can see why Yamato Takeru said what he did,” Saber told Sachi, not unkindly. “Power isn't so good if you don't know how to control it. I could swing a sword — and with power, too! — all day and it won't help against a skilled opponent. I am sure your Servant can provide ample examples... though I have heard tell that he once dressed as a maid in order to get close to his enemies.”

Noshiga

As always, something had to go wrong.

Berserker, that much was clear. His Master was less readable. The mask was a simple way of hiding your emotions and an effective way of countering Noshiga's analysis. As always, something has to get in the way.

He was about to address Archer and get here post-haste, but something didn't seem right. Was she and her Servant here only to taunt them? She could make use of an element of surprise if she really wanted to fight... or she thought that her Berserker is that powerful. "Well met." He merely responded, keeping his cool. No, better safe than sorry. Archer, your presence is required. He addressed his Servant, hoping she's willing to listen him this one time. "To what reason do we owe such... unusual visit?" He decided to ask the masked Master, folding his arms.

Assassin

Following closely behind his Master, Assassin assess the situation. In a word, he's got nothing. This is the worst kind of match-ups for an Assassin like him, and especially him in particular. Instead of attacking, Assassin stay closes to his Master, his dagger at the ready.

Oda Nobunaga

Archer received the message, silently acknowledging it. If she didn't see to whatever was troubling the slug, he may be apt to use a Command Spell to force her to. Such a waste of resources would be a critical failure at this juncture.

Even so, it burned her to abandon these Servants. She still had business with Musashi, and A-2's Saber had proven to be a formidable foe. She couldn't wait to cross (metaphorical) blades with him.

Silently fading away, she reappeared in short order next to Noshiga. "What is it that you want, my Master?"

Merlin, as The Hulk then Richter Belmont

Merlin was certainly able to handle an instant threat. After the spell to steady his allies was cast he began rapidly reciting spells with the lost words of the Age of Gods. The first spell place a strong shield around his teammates while the second spell would enchant Lancelot to give him a little edge in the strength department. Merlin, of course, knew that that wasn't enough as the vampire showed up from the skies. She seemed...familiar. He scanned his recent memories and got a hit. "You, you've done this before," Merlin said as his mind focused in on it "you fought in the Archwood war didn't you?"

He knew that much but it would take more time to really dig into the history and discover more. Time he wasn't sure he could take just yet. "Either way I'm sorry to say that undead aren't really my type," he said as he shifted into the form of Richter Belmont and pointed at her "Die monster. You don't belong in this world! You fiendish eater of cake!" Even in the face of a berserker Merlin's smile was ever-present.

Cu Chulainn

Takeru had a firm shake with nice strength behind it. The master flared up a little flame but she was a little nervous. "Yeah, you should take up the ladies offer," he said as he noticed from the corner of his eye that Nobunaga had vanished and raised an eyebrow "it isn't that often that you get to train with a hero." He even laughed with Takeru as the master proved cute yet expressed some potential. When Musashi spoke up Cu laughed that much harder. "Well then Yamato it looks like you've got some quite interesting tastes," he managed through the laughter. The idea of the samurai dressed thusly was incredibly amusing to say the least.

Sister Astrid

"Everyone move back... let the Servants handle this threat and after them, myself" says Sister Astrid, as she extends her right arm... causing a flame to appear, which solidified itself into a red colored spear to wield in both hands "Who are you, to attack us outside of the established format and against the rules?"

Training Coliseum

"Guilty as charged." Takeru shrugged, "And hey, Berserker, don't give me that look, I could walk the walk and talk the talk. Had a butt, too." Saber smacked his own ass while having this big grin on his face.

"O-oh my, you're a dork." Sachi spoke up and made a jab at her servant while considering Musashi's offer. "Alright, I'll do it. Though I wouldn't want you to do something that inconvenienced you."

"I wouldn't worry about it. If she offered, take her up on it." Saber said while he looked at Anzhelika, "Huh? No, it's fine. There are some Heroic Spirits that don't have any major glaring weaknesses like yours truly — or Musashi over there." he pointed to his fellow Japanese Servant. "Though that's for me, not sure about Master though."

"I won't dissapoint you!"

"Heh, it'd take more than this to accomplish that."

"What?" Sachi tilted her head to the side.

"Nothing, nothing." Saber seemed to have a smile on his face like he knew what the future had in store for them.

Dorm A — Hallway

Saber nodded to her Master's request. That was the only way they were going to find out any information regarding the Servant and their Master. If they approached to get closer, they could hear the conversation going on inside the room.

"That body I made for you is wonderfully cute, isn't it?"

"..." Caster remained quiet.

"Don't you think, Caster?~"

"..."

Thoughts swirled in their head. Hatred boiled over. The 'her' that lied here was not the same one that became a Heroic Spirit. No, it was, but the disconnection didn't allow the 'her', this Caster, to realize their own memories nor their true identity. There was a void that needed filled. Things weren't adding up. There were blanks in the memories from the Grail. Blanks as in the person they once would call a lover. "Give them back."

"Hm?"

"Give them back to me." the blonde doll grit their teeth, "GIVE THEM BACK TO ME!" Caster threw their hand to the table, causing the cups and kettle to come falling to the ground. The hot liquid splashed all over the floor.

"That's no way to treat the host~!" their Master didn't even flinch. It seemed that she liked the way that Caster flipped out in rage.

"I will..." Caster bit their lip so hard that their mouth began to bleed. "I will kill you." the girl pulled out a blackened book marked with Western magic circles and blood-red writing adorned sloppily on the front of it. It was certainly a Noble Phantasm — and a somewhat powerful one at that.

"Oh, oh! Did you forget? You can't use Noble Phantasms outside of..."

"I'm not using it as a Noble Phantasm." the book went open, looking to a single page in the book. She then closed it. Using High-Speed Incantation, Caster invoked a powerful agent. The room went black.

The maids that were 'looking out' fell unconcious. Those inside slapped down to the floor. Caster's Master joined them by falling unconcious. After that, they had left the room to come to the hallway outside. "I can see you. Those illusions won't work with me." said Caster with a kind smile, one that 'she' hadn't shown her own Master.

Outside of Dorm A — Vs. Berserker

"Those that follow the rules are only narrowing down the possible strategies for battle." she shrugged, "And I don't believe the rules said anything about not fighting. It only prevents the use of Noble Phantasms through a group Geas." the Dead Apostle said while eying the ground all around her. "Masters can kill Masters, the only ones who dictate the—"

"HAAAA!"

That would be.

Out of nowhere.

A drop kick from the heavens right down on Berserker's head. What was that? Well, it was a certain Ruler Class Servant who still seemed to be wearing sleepwear. She held a shining blade in one hand while flipping back to land on the ground. "No fighting on Dorm Grounds while I'm in charge here!"

"Ah..."

"I've already been through two — three, four GRAIL WARS ALREADY? I've lost count, but I'm at my wits end. There is always someone out there who thinks it's cool to go against the rules, who thinks that JUDGEMENT WILL NOT FALL UPON THEM. I swear by my God, by the Saints, by my HOLY BLADE OF VENGEANCE THAT WILL NOT COME TO PASS WHILE I AM HERE. And to ensure THIS?" Jeanne raised her hand with a blue light emitting from it. "GEAS RELEASE."

Dorm A-1's Servants would find that they could use their Noble Phantasms. They were no longer sealed — at least as long as Ruler was there. "NOW... WOULD YOU LIKE TO FIGHT?" And Jeanne was thoroughly pissed too! That's great.

"Uh—" the vampire girl took a step back.

The Berserker didn't move since its Master said nothing.

Izayoi was still dumbfounded by what just happened.

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Noshiga

"...I was about to ask you to provide aid in this unfortunate encounter with this here Berserker... but it seems that a third party decided that enough is enough." Ruler's appearance didn't phase Noshiga one bit. He counted on her to stop the ensuing conflict by her authority, but that was only one of the possibilities. After all, what stopped the hostile duo from attacking right away?

"With that I suppose I must apologize for wasting your time." This time there was no irritation or sarcasm. Ito Noshiga for once was honest to a fault.

Kazanari Rui-ling

Well that couldn't be right. Rui-ling focused, activating his eyes again. The Caster was still looking at them. He tried again. Nothing. Was he doing something wrong?

"Pay no attention to meeee~" he said. "I'm just the ghost of a cardboard box sent back in time by the American Presidents to combat the cyborg ninja uprisingggggggg~"

He fiddled with the fireworks in his pocket. Hopefully that would be bizarre enough to catch her attention while he prepared to flee. The fission had been mailed. Repeat, the fission had been mailed.

Oda Nobunaga

Even Archer was stunned into silence by Ruler's display.

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