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Drakovicz Sad.... :( Since: Oct, 2010
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#1126: Apr 30th 2012 at 11:20:38 AM

The rain, easily ignored under the cover of trees hit them with full power once they stepped out from the forest. But neither member of the duo voiced any complaint, and silently walked towards the town. Lance moved with explosive energy, his face a mix of anxiety and blood-thirst, idly whirling his halberd in his hands. Meanwhile, Joseph tried to prepare for upcoming confrontation as much as the rapid tempo of Lancer allowed: He took out his Wolfs Fang and concealed it within folds of his arm sling. It was not much; it would allow him to have some form of defense once attacked. But outside of that, there was almost nothing he could do. He was in a sorry state: Wounded, wet to the bone and out of prana, as he was forced to use his last reserves to reinforce his legs to keep up with Lancer.

Moving with tempo only possible for Magi, Servants and Monsters, they arrived to the vicinity of church within an hour. Here, things went sour again for the poor Joseph: Lancer suddenly stopped and gazed forward at the church with a predatory gleam in his eyes

"I feel them.... Finally, I can see what kind of rivals has this war to offer! I wont wait any longer!"

With a hungry chuckle, Lancer dashed forward, advancing towards the church with a speed no mortal could follow.

"Goddamit Lancer!"

Joseph cursed under his breath, after making sure that his Heroic spirit is out of earshot. Still, he warned his Servant through the link that existed between them:

"Just be careful my lord. And remember that the church is supposed to be a neutral ground without any hostilities allowed."

Not receiving any reply, Joseph cursed again and made his way towards the church himself.

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Wolffang Burn Baby Burn from Over the Rainbow Since: Jun, 2011
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#1127: May 2nd 2012 at 12:36:45 PM

"Ah... The bedroom, bathroom, and living area would be just fine for now, sir Caesar. I do not wish to impose too many things upon you if you are already busy," said Au as she gently nodded her head. She then watched as Rider announced that he would be retiring, and as he disappeared, however, she could still feel his presence nearby.

"Hm... I believe I shall be taking Rider's lead and be calling it a night as well. Thank you very much, sir Caesar. If you require anything, feel free to simply ask, we are allies now after all."

Nodding her head once again, Au walks towards the springs, disappearing... and reappearing in the center of the springs, sitting on the small circular land.

I don't know why I said I'd be calling it a night... we spirits don't require sleep at all. Although... Yi did say the same thing basically... Oh well, it's not like I can do anything about it now.

Shaking her head and sighing to herself, Au began meditating under the heavy rain... completely unfazed by the cold droplets.

"What the hell are you doing?" "I'm playing a role, sir, what are you doing?"
Augustine My King from the Church on the hill Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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#1128: May 2nd 2012 at 5:11:14 PM

"Saint-Marie-Sur-La-Loire," said the man. "I never thought I'd end up in this territory."

He turned, as if something behind him was speaking. "No. Its just that I'm an American. I never expected to end up in France to fight for the Holy Grail. It just seems a bit cliche."

He was Sir Lawrence Zephyr, son of a businessman, dabbling magus, seeker of the Grail. He was late and he knew it. The war had already started. Long started, in fact, if he was right about the causes of the damages to the small town, subtle as they were.

"I suppose its got to be the church." he said. "Its always the church."

He looked behind himself again. "No, I'm not sure about the supervisor."

He already had his Servant. He had summoned it outside of the city, well out of range of anything that could have detected him, save for a Caster. He wasn't worried much about that though. What was one new entry? There were more than a dozen Servants as it was.

So, walking quietly down the street, the Grail War for Lawrence began.


Across town, in a quiet forest glade, a ritual that had been enacted many times in this town was repeating. A woman stood within a magic circle, chanting the proscribed words.

As she chanted, the wind blew cold around her and her fur coat flapped in the breeze. She concentrated, sweating, hoping her catalyst would bring the desired warrior.

I announce.

Your self is under me, my fate 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!

In an instant she was thrown back. Her circle had shined once, and then a blast of hot air had engulfed her. Standing in the middle was a figure, wreathed in steam. She had done it.

edited 2nd May '12 5:27:42 PM by Augustine

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#1129: May 2nd 2012 at 10:06:03 PM

The steam began to clear, and in the middle of it stood a large, imposing man, shirtless, with a scraped up cape wrapped around his neck. He had snow white hair, and brilliant green eyes. Oh, and a sword almost three times bigger than him. This Final Fantasy reject was Theseus?

"My my," the man said, stepping out of the circle with a grin, "it appears today is my lucky day. I've been summoned by such a beautiful young Master."

edited 2nd May '12 10:17:58 PM by KSPAM

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Augustine My King from the Church on the hill Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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#1130: May 3rd 2012 at 4:43:58 AM

-Elizabeth Burns-

Elizabeth raised her eyebrow at this comment. She knew how much of a flirt Theseus was, but she didn't expect to be hit on seconds after summoning.

She coughed once, bringing her hand to her mouth. "A pleasure, Saber. I am Elizabeth Burns, your Master. I would appreciate it if you could refrain from making lewd jokes about me. Are you prepared to fight this War?


-Sir Lawrence Zephyr-

Lawrence entered the church, cautiously making sure he hadn't been followed. He had been told that the church was to be free of hostilities, but it didn't hurt to make sure.

It was silent inside, and cool. A soft breeze came from behind the alter, and Lawrence stepped forward, followed by the invisible presence that was his Servant.

"Is anyone here? I was told the supervisor resides here."

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#1131: May 3rd 2012 at 8:13:15 AM

"I'm offended you thought I was joking. I meant it in all honesty," Theseus said, being frank.

"But at any rate," Theseus said, getting on his knees, "I am. Elizabeth, consider this king of Athens ever your faithful Servant."

He of course did this as a sign of humility (though the fact that he was tall enough to get a good look at her chest while kneeling certainly didn't bother him). Theseus took her hand. "May I?"

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Augustine My King from the Church on the hill Since: Sep, 2010 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
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#1132: May 3rd 2012 at 9:03:04 AM

-Elizabeth Burns-

"Y-yes. You may. And I am to be called 'Master', not Elizabeth. It is best to keep things formal."

This was going to be interesting.

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#1133: May 4th 2012 at 5:50:52 AM

"If that is what you desire," he said, kissing her hand, "Mistress."

He grinned as though he'd just told a particularly funny joke, and released her hand.

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#1134: May 4th 2012 at 7:18:57 PM

-Elizabeth Burns-

"I suppose that will have to do." she said. Removing her hand from his grip, she turned her back on the Servant that knelt before her.

"Are you prepared to die for me?" she asked suddenly. "I want to win this war, but don't misunderstand for a moment. My life is much more important. I would gladly walk away if it meant living."

She turned back. "That said, I don't plan on losing. So, are you prepared to kill for me?"

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darksidevoid Anti-Gnosis Weapon from The Frontiers (Time Abyss) Relationship Status: Robosexual
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#1135: May 5th 2012 at 7:59:37 PM

"...And with that, I must bid you farewell. Thank you again for the boon, Sir, Madam."

Evander and the two Servants were wrapping up their deal just as Lawrence entered. "Oh," the Barthomeloi scion muttered absently as he brushed past the newcomer, "Excuse me." Shooting the blond a curious look as he recognized the bearing of a fellow aristocrat, the middle-aged magus shrugged mentally and waved for his apprentice to follow him out, hands gripping the newly acquired sword and dagger. If there was one thing to say about the impression the green-eyed man gave off, it was that he looked like a very satisfied cat... but then the door of Joan's church clicked shut, and he disappeared into the night.


Time passed. The Earth spun, continuing its lazy circuit around the Sun, and as usual, the soft light of dawn peeked over the horizon and lit the morning clouds with an orange hue. Despite the puffy clouds, however, the forecast for the day was sunny and temperate... well, for most of the city, at least. Dim grey rainclouds still hung over much of Loire's eastern half, and while meteorologists privately scrambled to explain how a veritable flood had appeared out of nowhere, they were publicly continuing as normal.

Sighing tiredly under an awning at his barracks, Caesar stared up at the rain-drenched mountain where Au and Yi were doubtlessly resting happily in their mostly-finished house and cursed himself for forgetting to ask the Dragon God to actually stop the downpour.

Halfway across town, Nero mumbled in Latin and smiled as she slept peacefully, her earlier headache having long since died down and given way to sweet dreams.

And in a lakeside mansion to the south of town, Evander Barthomeloi stretched and yawned widely, trying to shake the drowsiness from his limbs. Shambling over to the bathroom, he emerged a short while later showered and impeccably dressed, and began to head downstairs before he realized that his Apprentice probably wouldn't be awake this early. A quick peek in her room confirmed his suspicion.

Leaning against the doorframe, the blueblood contemplated whether or not to subject her to a rude awakening. Unable to make up his mind, he shrugged and moved on to reaching through his link to Columba to see if his familiar had roused herself yet. Naturally, you still have to be asleep, don't you? he scoffed silently, You really need to learn that the early bird catches the worm. ...That pun was terrible. Thank god you're not awake to hear it.

Grumbling to himself, Evander headed downstairs to start up breakfast, conversing with the only other person he could be absolutely sure was up. How's the rain over there, Caesar?

Oh, it exists, came the slightly gloomy reply.

Hm. Well, after you see if this dragon "god" will cease her little shower, you should come over and visit. I have a few things to do this morning, but Emilie is still sleeping, and I'm not sure she'll know how to handle things if I'm gone. Keep an eye on her for me.

Certainly. Other than your errands, the plan for today is...?

Information. Always more information. As usual.

As usual. Very well, then! I shall catch up with you later, Master. Have a good morning.

You as well, Ceaser. Evander yawned slightly again as he pulled out a few plates from the cupboard. You as well.

It's the dawn of a new day! If you wish to continue scenes from the previous night, please specify or separate the present from the past with a line break, like above.

edited 5th May '12 9:10:50 PM by darksidevoid

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#1136: May 5th 2012 at 8:34:55 PM

-Sir Lawrence Zephyr, the previous night-

He stepped past the man leaving the church with his aide. As the man exited, Lawrence met his gaze for just a moment. There was a shared experience in their, a recognition of nobility.

The two others in the room disappeared, leaving Lawrence alone in the middle of the chapel. He sat down on a front row pew and said, "Well, he can't expect the supervisor to stay up all night to wait for us. You can come out, friend."

With those words, a man came into form in front of Lawrence. Over six feet tall and clad in black and gold armor, the Servant stood loosely, taking in his surroundings. On his right hip was a short sword, and across his back hung a round shield and a spear. His black hair was long, pulled back into a flowing mane.

"Is it wise to have me manifest Master? We discussed keeping me hidden."

"Not to worry, chap." said Lawrence. "This is neutral ground, no problem with talking. Besides, isn't it nice to feel the fresh air?"

"I suppose," replied the Servant. "I simply wish to begin."

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#1137: May 6th 2012 at 6:55:37 PM

-Last night-

"I know you fought in the War, did very well carried the memory of your dead sister... though how your part in it ended eludes me" said Nicholas with all sincerity.


-Last Night-

"Caster..."

"I would never judge you... or pity you from that vision of the past. Indeed... you took that pain and those experiences... and became stronger by it. I could never see you as a child from the very beginning, Caster" replies Tsubame with a little smile "If anything, I pity your parents for their own weakness"


-The night before-

"Ah, welcome to the Church. What might I help you with?" says Joan to the two new Masters stepping into her Church.


-Today-

Rider was quick to rise in the morning. She took a quick bath, changed into some of the new clothes she bought the day before and then arranged for a little fruit to be brought to her room... and thus awaited for Nero to wake up on her own, or for her Master to call her.

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#1138: May 6th 2012 at 7:04:11 PM

Last Night

Emilie had followed Evander out, giving Joan another polite-but-awkward bow as she left. The apprentice fell in step with her master, a thoughtful frown etched across her face. The meeting had given her a lot to think about *

.

"So, what did you and the one-armed wonder talk about?" She asked, pulling on her woollen hat despite Evander's spell still keeping the rain off. Her teacher looked like a cat in the dairy, though that was probably doe to his new toys.


This Morning

Emilie was indeed still asleep, blanket thrown half over her head. The young woman had briefly entertained the notion of sleeping in the master bedroom - she was technically the master of the house, after all - but a peek inside changed her mind. A huge, ornate four-poster bed was the centrepiece of an opulently furnished room straight out of some sort of period novel. Someone, her great-grandmother, she guessed, had stamped their identity on the room so thoroughly that actually sleeping there felt like an embarrassing intrusion.

She'd settled instead on a guest bedroom closer to the main stairs. A quick stop by her apartment had provided her with a few changes of clothes to hang in the empty closet, a battery-operated alarm clock to decorate the bedside table, and the cords to recharge her notebook as it sat on the dresser. A comparatively meagre attempt at stamping her own identity down, but Emilie didn't think she'd be spending much time in this room anyway. The majority of her plans centred around the exploration of the many, many chambers in the family lab, a prospect that was actually starting to excite the young magus.

However, for now she seemed content to sleepily roll away from the sliver of dawn sun lancing in through the window.

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#1139: May 6th 2012 at 7:22:56 PM

-Sir Lawrence Zephyr, the previous night-

Lawrence looked up as the woman entered. "Ahh, hello. You must be the supervisor, though you don't look like it. I can't say the people from the Church try to look normal though."

"Master," said the Servant at his side, "I believe she is a Servant."

Lawrence's eyes widened. "Is that a fact?" Then, turning to the woman, "I truly apologize. I did not know. I believe introductions are necessary. I am Sir Lawrence Zephyr, and this my Servant. Are there any special rules we should be made aware of, or things of that nature before we begin?"

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#1140: May 6th 2012 at 7:33:07 PM

Lapu-Lapu and Mark decided to return back to Loire's TGS HQ since they were not able to find "the culprits" responsible for poisoning the latter, nor any Servants worth fighting. Both of them were sleeping soundly in the penthouse levels as they slept a bit late.

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#1141: May 6th 2012 at 10:40:27 PM

Penthesilea chuckled grimly. "I see. Time has done a good job of sparing you the ugly details, boy. Well then, allow me to elaborate."

"I was killed by Achilles. Struck down at the height of my glory, and deprived of the one thing I came to Troy to seek. And as I lay dying, the light fading from my eyes, you know what I felt?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Hands. Crawling up and down my body, undoing my armor. And I could see his face, grinning underneath that helmet. I am glad I died then, or I else I might have had to endure the rest of what he surely did to me once I was dead."

Her voice was full of venom, and spite. Not just for Achilles, but for something greater. Something perhaps even she herself could not fully comprehend. Her biting voice was silenced, but her eyes still glared, and even as she turned around, Nicholas could feel them burning a hole in him.

"Come boy, let's be off."


"Oh certainly. I would do anything for someone as beautiful as yourself, Milady. Why, as a matter of fact, simply gazing upon you is reward enough for me to die for."

And it was certainly true, he had done his fair share of staring.

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#1142: May 7th 2012 at 7:33:53 AM


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#1143: May 7th 2012 at 8:00:59 AM

-Elizabeth Burns, the previous night-

"If that is the attitude you wish to take, I'll accept it." she replied. It was better that her Servant loved her than hated her. She could show him some respect.

"By the way, we're skipping the church. The roads leading to it would be prime locations for an ambush don't you think?"

She began walking away from her Servant, down the hill and towards the town. "I think its best if we simply lay low and plan our attack. Any objections?"

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#1144: May 8th 2012 at 1:28:45 PM

Please, check the discussion thread.

This RP is going to be closed and ended.

I'm sorry everyone.

edited 8th May '12 1:28:55 PM by daltar

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