Noah — With Roosevelt
The girl had accepted Rider's gift. Noah placed them to hear ears to drown out the noise that assailed her.
"H-huh?" Noah noticed where Roosevelt was pointing at. In thought, she replied, Yeah, let's go...
How she longed for her simple life once more.
Snake — The Church, Having another cig
I don't care much for winning either, but if I have to participate, I'll give it my all., Snake took a huff from his cigar again. I've done my fair share., Snake recalled countless missions he had participated in. Targets of all kinds., Snake took in another drag.
Nero — With Yuna
The images of the burning Rome. The destruction. The fire. All of it came flooding back. Nero began to sweat, "Ah, quite the reminder." the Saber class Servant muttered under her breath then turned toward her Master. "Praetor..." the urge to stop her from entering the blazing flames, from getting killed, pushed her to say something. However—
I will respect your wishes., Nero concluded in isolated thought. The blonde Servant drew her blade in an assortment of red petals. The casual clothes soon vanished, replaced with her battle garb that was rather revealing. "If anyone threatens you, Praetor, I won't hesitate to strike them down. Let us get moving." Nero took Yuna's hand to walk forward, down the street towards flames.
Iskander — Skies Above Archwood
"A lot of destruction." Iskander pointed out the obvious as he held the reins with his one hand. "Don't know the motives behind it, but it doesn't seem like it's random, I know that much." Rider scanned the horizon with squinted eyes. "Hmmmmm... now, girl, are you ready to introduce yourself?" the man went from one subject to the other. Truly a bit narrow minded.
Jessic Harway — Harway Residence
A-again?
More people were going to die. The voice crept up from within her again.
You're just going to let them die? You're just going to rest while they die?
No, no, I can't do anything. Jessica thought to herself. The girl took in a deep, calming breath in order to gather her thoughts. Archer, we'll stay put for now.
Jeanne — Vs. Jack, Archer's Peak
Jeanne remained perfectly calm as Jack the Ripper stopped her blade. He started bleeding, that was something at least. The Servant quickly pulled the sword back by sliding it out of Jack's hands. The action allowed Jeanne to move out of range from Jack's mad swings with a shard of glass.
The skill, Revelation, had started to feed Jeanne the viable information for the battle that she had needed. A Servant granted some type of Independent Action because of the use of a series of Command Spells. The girl moved closer as she chose to wield her sword now with two hands. This move took all of a single instant. Jeanne moved backward every time Berserker swung in an effort to dice her.
The girl kept waiting. A battle of attrition that she had the favor in winning.
Manaka Soujo — Brunestudland, With Yami and Tamamo
"Go ahead, Saber. Kill them all! Kill them all!" Manaka started to literally sing that over and over. Once Caster spoke, the small girl immediately stopped. Manaka turned toward Caster, a wry smile on her face. "Caster!" Manaka leaped into the air as she hugged her Servant around the neck. "Saber, you take the lead! I'll have Caster run behind you carrying me!" she really wanted to enjoy this.
"Go go go!!!!"
Sargon of Akkad — With Marcia
Indeed., Sargon replied simply. His eyes closed in on the burning building in the far distance. Those poor souls., Sargon thought once more as he pulled his attention away from the flaming spire to the bridges.
Let's get moving then, Marcia. There isn't much we can do now, so let us just wait on the bridge., Sargon began his trot toward the large structure that connected Le Mancha and Archwood. Sargon gripped his Master up into a bridal carry, then leaped into the air. Given a moment, Sargon landed ontop of the bridge. They weren't that far away from it to begin with.
"Now then, I shall call this my territory!" from the heavens came a storm of silver. Swords, spears, bows drawn and shields. An entire wall of invisible soldiers ready to tear through anyone who passes by. The swords could fly forward and smash into the concrete. The speed in which the arrows fire can pierce through the hardest steel. The Armament of Akkad had been shown to the world. With a snap of the fingers, the weapons had vanished. "I know now what I'm playing with." Sargon said with a sigh.
Now to wait.
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Theodore Ridervelt, heading for a quick Killsteal on Jeanne
"Understood." Rider replied to Noah, then gunned it even harder. "If you want, you could make the bike even faster with a little more magical energy input."
The former President kept his eyes peeled. Something was wrong; the horrible noise, the explosions... Zero Hour was coming soon. He accelerated just a tiny bit faster as the roars continued. There was clearly no chance of waiting out this war: he declined to tell Noah that they would have to start fighting to live.
Lancer (Vlad Tepes), The Beach
Almost instantaneously, Lancer moved next to the only soldier that managed to keep his consciousness, and crouched at his side. At that instant, a distant explosion lit up the night, causing Lancer to jerk in that direction before shaking his head and turning back to the soldier.
"Unimportant."
He murmured. He turned the soldier on his back, grasped him by the neck, and lifted him in the air with one arm, standing up in the process. He smiled.
"Now, that you understand I will ask you questions about your... employer. If you answer them, you will survive. If not... I will ask someone else."
There was no threat in Lancers voice. No sign of anger or hostility in his eyes or face. Still, somehow, those few sentences said in mild and controlled tone managed to be more terrifying for that poor soldier than a gun aimed at his face.
Joseph Vlkov, Sleeping through the Armageddon
The sound of explosion made Joseph moan and trash on his bed. His body was hot and feverish, as his magic circuit worked at their fullest in their attempt to maintain two Servants.
He woke for a second and mumbled something about being buried in a collapsing building and how he will definitely die horribly soon, but his exhausted body pulled him back into sleep in the next instant.
Berserker (Spartacus), Near the Hospital
Berserker observed the explosion from the building near the hospital. A part of him itched to run towards the explosion and fight with anyone there, but he restrained himself.
His unchecked behavior wounded his Master before. That wound was his responsibility and his shame. From now on, he would obey his Masters and prevent something like that from happening every again.
So his only action was an irritated growl as he continued to patrol around the Hospital.
James Villach, His Mansion (and the top of the world)
James stood on the balcony of his mansion and looked on the streets below.
He trembled with excitement. For the last several hours, he worked so hard and so diligently like only two times before in his life – when he created his Mystic Code and when he planned the murder of his father. He also never used his Magecraft so often and on such scale as he did today. A few days ago, he would consider such action to be fool-hardly, even suicidal. But that was then. Right now, it was totally worth it.
He looked down on the street packed with people. His people. His followers. His tools. His toys. Almost three hundred people in total, living in more than eighty houses in a square bordered by four big street of the Redrock town. The whole neighborhood. His neighborhood now. He spread his arms.
"FRIENDS!!! You have been CHOSEN!!! The destiny ITSELF guided you into my arms so that I can teach you about FREEDOM!!! Yes, FREEDOM!!! Freedom from such archaic concept like morals, property, or even free will!!!"
The crowd began to roar from pure joy and enthusiasm. Truth to be told, they would do so even if all he did was fart for a minute - There were... fail safes there, in the mind of each person down down on the street, that guaranteed that they would view anything he did with pure awe and that they didn't... stray from the herd by accident. While not fully controlled by him (as that would be both far above his abilities and fairly boring), it couldn't be said that they possessed free will anymore. No, the main target for his speech was no one else than James himself. He liked listening to his voice, and he loved to audaciously roar his goals and philosophy into the open like that.
"So...NOW WE-"
He was interrupted by a second explosion of this night. After a quick panicked scan of the surroundings and and check-up on Fafnir and Paul (who were OK, and in process of robbing yet another jewelry) he calmed down and smiled with glee. This was a busy night: Two explosions, bounty put on a few servants, and god knows what else. It made him giddy: all other contenders simply ran around and kill each other like a wild animals. But he...He will simply bide his time in luxury and joy and then, at the last second, steal the Holy Grail from under their nose. He laughed and continued.
"NOW, LETS CELEBRATE!!!"
The people down there went completely insane, all their restraints removed long ago by his magecraft. He observed them for a moment, a satisfied smile on his lips, and then turned around and looked at two men standing there. One of the was a police officer, and the second was a Mob enforcer. Both were found during his...conversion efforts, both were far too useful to be a mere toy and both had one of his collars around their necks.
"Very well. You two move on the intersections of main streets north from here, and be on look out for anyone, and I mean that ANYONE coming this way. Your brother and sisters finally have a nice revelry going on and I don't want any outsider interrupt it. Is that clear?"
Both of them nodded at his psychic command and departed without another word. James retreated inside, laughing inwardly. To think that this morning all he wanted to do was protect his tiny little world... No... I shouldn't be thinking like that, he decided. His goal was still the same: to preserve his little playground. What changed were means: Originally, he foolishly wanted to shut out the outside world out of it. But now...With a Grail...Now he could simply expand his little playground until it consumed the whole world. He laughed again. There was no other wish more worthy than that.
Rider (Odysseus), Archwood City
Odysseus chuckled.
"I don't think so. See, the whole point of this little endeavor is to test and be tested against a Servant of average power, and I fear that you fit the bill perfectly. I don't even intent make things lethal unless you push me. In-fact, I am even ignoring the obvious Master that is by your side, because I am here to fight you and not eliminate you. So, I fear that a battle is an inevitable outcome of this meeting."
He offered another friendly smile to Augustus.
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Has a compulsive editing and re-editing disorder.Robin Hood
Robin smiled, just a little smile, as her Master kissed her cheek, saying words of comfort in a moment where her heart, as resolute as it was, was filled with varying emotions. She had done good tonight, this she believed... but she had also done a lot of bad. Even a flippant outlaw like herself would need to do much to set her conscience to rest after that "It's what I'm here for, Master. So don't be thanking me for thing you should take for granted"
However, soon enough another presence manifested before them... a man wearing a skeleton like mask. Given recent events, Robin was tempted to shoot anything that reminded her of the undead on sight... But given the call to her True Name and the lack of any ill intent coming from the man, Robin stopped her quick strides to stand five meters away from the man, her mighty bow still on one hand as her Master rode on her back.
"What is it? I have a lot of work before me, Servant"
Enkidu
"Yes, Master? I'm right here... no need to cry to loud" said Enkidu with a little smile... as he stood on only one leg, holding his Master not so tightly now with her arms now that the damage was done, dark red blood falling from the broken stump of the other. Emilia couldn't see the extend of the damage on her Servant's back, but it at least reached his shoulders and neck as blood promptly started to stain his pristine white garments.
Arthuria
"Taking you somewhere? Taking you where? Felicia! Does he still hold you life in line if I don't keep fighting?" Transmitted the troubled Servant to her Master as she looked at her opponent, sword held in both hands.
Yuna—Going Towards the Explosion at Atlas Building
Yuna blinked as her Servant shed the casual garb. Part of her wondered what had happened to it and if she would need to buy Saber new clothes. Part of her had to avoid blushing when the Servant took her hand.
The rest of her, though, the practical side, said, with nary a tremble in her voice,
"All right, let's go."
Mirai
Mirai blinked, frowning.
"Should we go near it or stay away..." she murmured, one hand on her chin.
"Ah, my apologies, I suppose I didn't introduce myself," the glasses girl added, glancing up at her Servant.
"Mirai Kinomoto, at your service, sir."
Felicia
I d-don't know where he's taking me. I don't think it would b-be a good idea to try and stop fighting, Miss Arturia...he found me even when I was vanished. Somehow he can t-tell...
Felicia looked around. She really had no idea where they were going. A sudden rush of fear welled up and she shivered slightly.
...and the Black K-Knight is more important, anyway, she thought to the blonde Servant, both to try and distract herself from the apprehension and finish the conversation on a not-quite-as-bleak note.
Avatar from http://x0whitelily0x.livejournal.com/7486.htmlI asked permission from Ichigo beforehand!
Perseus
The fearless Servant froze upon hearing his Master. Something deep inside of him told him that something dreadful was about to happen to the two of them. Silently, the Servant took hold of Felicia in his arms as if she were a bride, before activating his boots and jumping across the buildings towards his Master's place with unrivaled speed.
Looking upon Felicia, who he was pretty sure may or may not be freaking out now, the Servant thought back to when he was alive... and recalled the moment he first faced her. She... truly was a demon unlike any other. At the time, he was scared to face her... yet the gods were on his side and they granted him Five divine Noble Phantasms capable of combating her. When he arrived on that island, he could feel the immense pressure... almost as if he was the one being hunted and not her. He silently brought up his courage and continued on... but then he met her in person.
She... was something that could not be describe. The once beautiful creature, was something that could only be described as a true demon... though he was never afraid, nor was he ever afraid after he accomplished his task. He had ended her suffering, only to suffer himself...
...for he met an even greater demon after becoming a Heroic Spirit.
"Jesse..." murmured Perseus as he opened the door towards his Master's apartment, and before gently placing Felicia on her feet, "...I've brought the Master of Saber." Instantly, his cloak disappeared... and was instead replaced with a more modern attire. In fact, Perseus looked more like a charming young youth.
Without another word, he calmly rested upon a nearby wall... trembling slightly as he tried to ignore whatever his Master had in store for Felicia. He could still remember the very first moment he met Jesse... and what she had done to him in their first encounter. To Perseus... Jesse was someone far more worse than her.
May Zeus have mercy upon Felicia's soul... thought Perseus to himself.
Gale
The black-haired girl simply thought in silence as she thought of her situation. Gritting her teeth hard, Gale closed her eyes as she tuned out all noises, and began to think calmly.
If she signed the geass scroll with Assassin... then there was a definite chance that they didn't have to take them to Felicia, and they would be stuck having to be allied with them... and they would lose both Felicia and Arturia... On the other hand, if they didn't sign the contract, then there was probably absolutely no way they could find them, and they would still possibly lose Felicia and Arturia. Then there was the matter of Assassin's Master... who they still knew nothing of. He could be an evil and demented man for all she knew... and she would be forced to work with him.
Gritting her teeth even harder, Gale finally came to a conclusion... she was going to be screwed over either way. If only I could call them or something... thought Gale to herself.
Sighing in defeat, and opening her eyes... Gale extended a hand towards Assassin. "Alright, Mr. Skullface, gimme that damn scroll... Wait a minute..." murmured Gale as she pulled her hand back, a thought entering her mind.
Call them... Call them... No... Actually, yes... yes it could work... Hell, it worked once, it sure as hell could work again!
Raising her head up, Gale smiled calmly, before turning and shouting towards her Servant. "Saber! You want to see your sister in one piece again, right?" she hummed as she walked away from Assassin, and made her way closer towards Kay. "Well... then you will have to do exactly as I say, alright?"
I know that this may be pretty irresponsible of me to ask this... but it is the only way if we are to guarantee that we will ensure that Arturia is all right, and to prevent Assassin from deceiving us, spoke Gale to Kay mentally.
"I know that this may be harsh... but I need you, at the top of your lungs... to shout the most rudest and foulest insults you can muster... insults that no one, not even the gods themselves would be able to ignore, and would infuriate anyone enough that they would stop everything they were doing and instantly want to beat you to a bloody pulp... and throw them all at your Sister."
There was a short moment of silence.
"A-And... i-if you succeed... I... I..." Gale's face grew incredibly red... and she trembled a bit as she lowered her head. Swallowing her pride, she promptly raised her head and shouted the next words towards Kay. "I'll do whatever you want! No matter how sick... perverted... kinky... disgusting... or demented your desires are... I-I... I'll do them, alright!? I'll show you whatever you want... and you can do whatever you want!"
"Basically... I'm saying that if you successfully carry out this one order of mine... Tonight... I'll be the Servant, and you can be the Master!"
It worked on The Black Knight... so it sure as hell better work on King Arthur! thought Gale to herself as embarrassment began to flood her, and as the roof fell silent.
Will post Yami+Marcia later tonight, I am flooded with a lot of work at the moment >.<
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Sometimes, you just gotta do the unexpected to catch the expected unexpected individual who you are expecting.Assassin, with Round Table
"Mmph! Mmnmnph!" The Assassin had covered his mouth with a hand and was trying his best to stifle his laughter, but as Gale reached the end of her declaration, he couldn't hold it in any longer. "Aha! Hahaha! Haahaahaahaahaahaa! Heeheeheeheeheehee!" he guffawed, doubling over and clutching his stomach, "Hoohoohoohoohoohoooo!"
"You- haha! -you really think something like that is going to help? Heheh." The Hassan questioned as he gasped for breath, "No, no! Let me tell you what will happen! You'll call to your King, hoping to find her, but you have no idea if your voice will carry to her. If she does hear you, all you will have accomplished is the creation of an opening for her doppelganger to strike her down! Even failing that, do you really think she's going to be able to respond? She has hardly a breath to spare, and she can't flee her battle against the dark swordswoman, because a condition of her Master's hostageship is that she must not break off the fight! If not for that, Arthur would have left long ago to rescue the girl and not bothered to waste her time slugging it out with her opposite."
"You see? There is no way out of the situation, no matter how hard you try to think of alternatives!" Smugly, the Assassin offered her the vellum contract once more. "The only thing you can do if you want them to live is to sign this."
Assassin, Mansion Ruins
Ugh! Why are there so damn many of these things?!
As they had been doing since Kaleb's death, a team of half a dozen Hashishin continued scouring the premises of what had once been the a Dead Apostle's lair. The undead continued to move about even with their master absent, so the only possible explanation was...
Have you found it yet? Back at his base of operations, Evander checked in on them as he re-configured the few traps Yami had stumbled across in her rush through the grounds.
No- wait, yes! Triumphantly, a duo of stealthed Assassins spotted the book that was the lone candidate for perpetuating the slavering horde of corpses' continued existence. Slipping around the mindless drones with pathetic ease, one of the spies grabbed the Tome of Osiris, which from the perspective of anyone else vanished as if into thin air. Like stealing candy from a baby, if the candy was an artifact of unspeakable evil and the baby was hundreds of braindead zombies!
Assassin, with Robin and Elias
"I've located the source of their power," the Assassin replied quickly, gesturing at the still-rampaging undead, "It's on the island just to the west, yet I don't possess enough power to destroy it. Judging from earlier, a single shot like the one you used to eliminate that Master should suffice."
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GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Aaron Skyfield
Aaron had come to the island to investigate and to get some rest. What he didn't expect was to find the ruins of a mansion. What the hell had happened? He could feel the remnants of some powerful magic.
Still wet from his swim, he began walking up towards the ruined manor. Maybe he could find something to dry off with. He really shouldn't have swum in his clothes, or what was left of them really.
Read all of my fanfics!Gale
And... what Assassin had said was the last straw for Gale. Being insulted was one thing... but being laughed at, and being humiliated even further? Oh no...
Without a saying a single word, and simply smiling as the Assassin was laughing and attempting to speak... Gale calmly walked over towards Assassin and took the contract from his hands with a quick and soft motion, before he could mention it. "You want me to sign here on the line, Assassin?" asked Gale in a calm and cold voice... before exploding in a fit of rage, "WELL SCREW YOU!"
Immediately, she ripped the contract in half, reinforced her leg, and kicked Assassin hard in the groin... and by hard, I meant that she used every fiber of her being and a loud splat sound could be heard from Assassin's nether-regions. "I don't need you or your faceless self, and you can bet that I sure as hell don't need your cowardly Master who's probably running away like the spineless dog he is either!"
Kay... Ignore this stupid Assassin, rip his mask off, and kill him... I've had enough of his annoying mouth. Once you do that, start shouting insults at both your Sister and the Black Knight at the top of your lungs... If she cant stop fighting the Black Knight, then we'll just bring them both here. Your voice was able to reach the Black Knight when she was very far away... and god damn it I know your voice can reach them now! Also, I'm starting to lose my patience... so unless you don't want me to perform any of your desires for you... then you better start shouting those insults and getting those two damn Sabers over here!
Speaking mentally towards her Servant with clear furry, it was clear that Gale had already lost her patience.
Marcia
Hopping from Sargon's Arms, and taking a seat on top of the arcs of the bridge, Marcia just sat there as she waited alongside Sargon. Watching the city burn... she turned and looked up at her Servant, before slowly looking back at the city... her eyes looking rather lost.
"Hey... Sargon. Was there any big regrets in your life?" asked Marcia out of the blue.
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Sometimes, you just gotta do the unexpected to catch the expected unexpected individual who you are expecting.Aaron Skyfield
"What the hell is this place?" Aaron asked, to no one in particular as he walked inside the mansion. The place was a mess, but maybe he could get a change of clothes or something. First he thought about food, but then he remembered that his diet had recently changed. Although, there may be some of that food around too. He decided to try.
"Hello? Is anyone here?"
Read all of my fanfics!Assassin, with Round Table
"Hurk!" Hassan keeled over, and for a totally different reason this time. Even in agony as he was, however, he couldn't help the amusement that bubbled up in his chest. "Heheheh! Fine! I can see any alliance with you would have ended in disaster anyway, fool that you are. At least the red-haired one was smart enough to sign after the situation was clarified."
He hissed in pain, beginning to push himself up from the ground. "Well, Knights? What will you do? Go ahead and kill me if you wish; I won't even defend myself, but you will never, never find Pendragon or her Master in time without me... and besides, striking down a defenseless messenger wouldn't be very chivalrous of you, now would it? You do have honor, don't you?"
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GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Elias Callahan, With Archer and Assassin
"While that sounds great, I have no reason to trust you" Elias said. It was absolutly true. Assassin had been on the lighthouse and had decided to not hurt him but that did not clear him as a potential enemy. "Prove to me that this isn't a trap and maybe we'll go to this remote island with no other spectators" he finished with copious amounts of sarcasm.
How tired are you, using that Noble Phantasm mmust have drained some of your power he thought to Robin through the link.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)Emilia Archibald
Emilia couldn't say anything at first. She just choked on her words every time she looked at the damage that had been done to Enkidu.
"Oh hell..." she barely managed to speak, the growing panic almost overwhelming her. "Enkidu!"
She quickly got out of his arm, and tried to support him instead, dying her own clothes red with his blood. "Just hold on! We're going to get you to a doctor, or to the Church... or something!"
Jesse
"Ah, good, good!" Jesse said as she entered the room. She'd already donned her night wear, a surprisingly classy black bathrobe made from what was no doubt enough fine and expensive fabrics to make hundreds of starving orphans spontaneously burst into tears across the world.
She tread along the carpet towards Felicia, her bare feet making a muffled crunching sound. Leaning towards her, horns in full view, she inspected Felicia, running her fingers across her face and tgrough her hair. "Ah, yes. You'll do nicely. A cute little damsel in distress. Aren't you?"
Bedivere
Bedivere quickly and mercilessly stabbed the Assassin in his chest, killing him. "An assassin only deserves as much as honor as he's shown."
He yanked out his spear, sending the Hassan tumbling off the roof and proving once and for all that loyalty doesn't always necessarily mean chivalry.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialAssassin, with Elias and Robin
"Take a good look at me. You should be able to tell instantly, being a Master." The Assassin spread his arms. "Do I look like I am anything other than weak to you? Even someone like you could kill me with a modicum of effort, I'm sure."
He sighed tiredly. "I can't prove to you that it isn't a trap, but I do promise you that it's not. If we get there and you find that I'm lying, go ahead and kill me on the spot. ...In fact, it's not like we even have to go to the island itself. An Archer of Robin Hood's caliber has excellent vision, no? If I brought the thing to the isle's shore, perhaps you would be able to hit it from the lighthouse or the docks."
Erin, E. Archwood Apartment
Bedivere! his Master exclaimed, horrified, What have you done?! I didn't like him either, but that was our only lead!
Assassin, with Round Table
"How rude!" another, invisible Hashshashin commented blithely just as the other one was dissipating into oblivion. The voice seemed to be coming from just next to Gale, but the speaker was actually standing at a different spot altogether. The ventriloquist Assassin was back. "You know, since finding them is a futile effort without my help, why don't I offer you an... alternative method of payment, hmmm? Give me a moment to think."
GM: AGOG S4 & F/WC RP; Co-GM: TABA, SOTR, UUA RP; Sub-GM: TTS RP. I have brought peace, freedom, justice, and security to my new Empire.Noah — With Rider, Apparently on the way to Archer's Peak
"That isn't my specialty Rider!" Noah yelled at the top of her lungs just to let Rider hear her. A deep sense of anxiety rose up from within her heart. A quiet life of artistry was certainly over. No more drawing, no more painting. No more shows. The fear of losing all of that which made her herself after all.
I don't want to lose it...
Noah closed her eyes. Never she thought that she would want her quiet life back again in a few short hours.
I don't want to lose it...
Nero — With Yuna, Going Towards the Explosion at Atlas Building
The Saber Class Servant performed a steady walk toward the burning road. Eventually, they were near the burning radio tower. The music had died out, finally, allowing Nero to focus in on the damage that surrounded them. People were burning alive and some were lucky enough to escape the cold hand of death.
"This atrocity is something even I cannot forgive." Nero gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.
Praetor, anyone who comes near... I will cut them down with haste. I will give no quarter.
Iskander — Skies Above Archwood
"Hmmm..." Rider contemplated for a moment. Well it could be high time that Rider asked for others to join him. "Ah!" Rider lashed the reins out, as if completely ignoring Mirai's name. "Mirai Kinomoto, eh!?" Rider smiled wide as the carriage rushed down through the air, heading straight toward the burning asphalt and Atlus building.
"WOLOLOLOLOL!" Rider shouted as if he was a storm roaring with thunder.
Sargon of Akkad — With Marcia, On Top of Brunhild Bridge
"Were there any big regrets in my life?" Sargon repeated Marica's question as he folded his arms. A moment of pondering later, Sargon opened his mouth once more, "I've made many mistakes in my life, that is for sure. Do I regret making those mistakes? No, I do not. Having regrets means that you look back on your life with nothing but contempt, thinking you should have done things differently." the man placed a hand upon his mask. Archer's grip tightened and it was soon removed. There he revealed his features. A man with a scarred face. Blue eyes as pure as they come. Spikey, dirty blonde hair pushed back by the mask now fell forward to guise Sargon's forehead and eyebrows.
"I have no regrets. I lived my life to the fullest, fulfilling my dream. There is nothing to regret." after he flashed Marcia a smile, he placed the mask back upon his face. His hair pushed back, the scars on his cheeks and forehead now under the cover of the mask.
"Make sure you live your life to the fullest, Marcia. Even after I'm gone, keep moving forward."
Felicia
Felicia had resolved to be strong, to not give in, to try her best to free herself and not be too much of a burden for her Servant.
When she saw Jesse, though, all those thoughts fled from her mind, just for a few moments. The older woman was...absolutely, impossibly beautiful, and for a moment the young teen could only stare. The succubus's touch on her face, on her hair, felt far too good for a simple touch—
Felicia shook her head, violently, suddenly jerking back. What—what was she doing?! What was going on? Was she really so weak that a touch could disorient her like that?!
...she'd been asked a question, she realized dully. A damsel...? Well, to be honest she probably was. But hell if she'd admit it.
Instead of answering, she asked quietly, "Who are you?", proud that she had managed to keep the stutter out of her voice.
Yuna—The Atlas Building
Yuna's face had turned ashen at the destruction. This was...too much, just too much. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath.
"I—I think I can put out some of the smaller fires," she muttered desperately, starting to chant under her breath. Wind swirled around her, devoid of oxygen, and started to surround some of the smaller flares. Hopefully they would start to gutter out without the oxygen they needed.
Mirai—Above the Atlas Tower
Mirai gasped, her eyes widening as she surveyed the scene below her. She must have been getting used to Rider, as the man's sudden yell barely made her jump at all.
"Who could have done this...?" the teen muttered, adjusting her glasses and taking them off to wipe them clean.
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Avatar from http://x0whitelily0x.livejournal.com/7486.htmlRoosevelt
"That's fine." Rider replied, "I just assumed you could by the same mechanism you supply me with mana to keep me here. Now, your actual specialty of familiars, that could be useful. Maybe send more out to scout the city, get us an overview of what's happening here. Do I need to pull over to let you do that?"
Rider grimaced as he asked. He had a feeling he wouldn't want the answer.
Arthuria
Arthuria complied, Arthuria would continue fighting... but there was one point on what her Master said which she had to object to.
"Master, I will continue my battle. I shall carry on with my fight. But hear me now... in this War, there is nothing more important than your safety, Felicia! And as your Servant, I shall do my utmost to ensure it!"
That is why... That is why I cannot afford to be caught up with this Black Knight any longer thought Arthuria to herself, gripping her blade tighter... new heights of passion and determination showing on her green eyes.
As if revitalized, she jumped to combat once again, fighting harder than ever before to force the Black Knight into a defeat.
Enkidu
"You are... worrying about me?" asks Enkidu, first with curiosity... and then with a subtle warm smile "Master, I am touched... but you should not concern yourself over this extend of injury"
Then, the dark red blood of Enkidu became lighter in color until it became clearly nothing but mud. Thus, the mud falling off the stump of Enkidu's leg molded itself into the form of a new leg... which promptly solidified and then became just as smooth and life like as the rest of Enkidu. The rest of Enkidu's blood then dried out, becoming nothing but sand.
"See, Master? I'm good as new. Even if my form gets battered a little bit, what I am won't be harmed that easily"
Robin Hood
"Unfortunately Elias, I cannot use my Golden Arrow once again so soon. Not for another day. I can still fight and use my Yew Bow, but my trump card is done for tonight" transmitted Robin to her Master.
"If you are saying the truth, then I can hit it from right here. Unfortunately, I cannot use that shot once again on such a target. Maybe a normal shot from my other Noble Phantasm will suffice?"
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I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialBedivere
I have faith in my companions. At least, more than I did in that scoundrel, Bedivere said in disdain. I'm worried about you though, Erin. You've already signed the contract. What did it say? I need to know exactly.
Jesse
Jesse was quick to catch on to just how enraptured her captive seemed to be by her. The stunned silence, and the sudden away look in her eyes, followed by a quick jerk back to her senses. Needless to say, Jesse was... familiar with the symptoms she was displaying.
Oooh, good job, Percy! I didn't know you liked lilies so much~
She kneeled down to Felicia's level, still caressing her cheek. "I can be whatever you want me to be. I can be your enemy, or your kidnapper, or a Master, or a thief. Or, if you like, I can be your friend."
She smiled, and backed off, her fingertips tracing the edges of Felicia's face before gently retreating.
She sat down on the kitchen countertop a few feet from where Felicia was sitting. "I promise you that as long as you're here, you won't be harmed. So long as you follow a few rules." Her legs, now on display as more fabric slipped away with each passing movement, seemed to wave about in the air with life not normally seen. They were enticing, not just things to be stood upon. Jesse reached for the fruitbowl next to her, and plucked an apple from it. "Firstly," she said, tossing the apple to Felicia, "don't try to leave. This of course extends to having your Servant come get you as well. If you do, we'll have to stop you, and that won't be any fun for anyone at all. Besides, there's a perfectly fine bed for you right here anyway. Secondly, don't touch my crap." Her seductive demeanor dropped for a moment, revealing her usual, frank personality. "The general rule of thumb around my house is that you shouldn't touch anything you can't replace. Thirdly..."
She leapt off the counter. "Have fun! Mi casa es su casa! I want you to feel like you're a guest here." Jesse wrapped her arms around Felicia from behind, and whispered in her ear. "Alright?"
Emilia Archibald
Emilia was stunned. "Your arm..."
She tried picking it up almost gingerly, making sure it was still there. And it was. It was a whole, complete arm. He'd torn it off trying to save her, but now it was back. A whole arm. And a leg.
Emilia couldn't really think of a response to this. So she just laughed. Earnest laughter, like nothing made sense anymore and she was just going along for the ride.
"You're amazing, Enkidu! Honest to god amazing!"
Genghis Khan
Eh? He'd fallen asleep again? Already?
"Rrrnnggg, Joseph wake up!" she said, shaking him. "Wake up, damn you!"
Another explosion rocked the tower, and she saw the red fire burning through the window. It was far away, but all she could think was, "We're not safe here."
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialFelicia
Felicia let a tiny smile cross her face at her Servant's words—which were then abruptly forced out of her head by the touch of the other woman(who, Felicia realized, she still didn't have a name for). Normally, Felicia would have flinched away by now, and part of her wondered why she hadn't yet. This woman was an enemy, and—
—a friend? Felicia's heart jumped in an odd way when Jesse said those words, and she barely caught the apple the succubus tossed her. Even her Servant, Miss Arturia, didn't really think she was Felicia's friend. The teen still longed for someone to notice her, someone to—
Kami, how did she get behind me?! The teen let out a strangled noise somewhere between a squeak and a gasp, jerking away again by pure instinct, only to find out that she couldn't—that the other woman had wrapped her in a soft yet firm embrace.
Even with her head clouded, even with desire starting to well up, Felicia managed to get out quietly, "...what happens to my S-Servant?"
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Avatar from http://x0whitelily0x.livejournal.com/7486.htmlValeria Morris, with Augustus and Odysseus
Valeria stepped out from behind her Servant to stand at his side. "How courteous of you Servant" she said "I look forward to watching the battle then." Augustus, show him the power of a Saber she thought into the link with a grin.
"Best of luck Rider" Valeria said as she stepped back.
Elias Callahan, with Archer and Assassin
"Indeed, if she can shoot it from here then I'll let her do so in the hopes of ending this invasion" Elias said "and I know she can." I'm not too worried about your Noble Phantasm needing to recharge, you are badass enough without it he thought while giving her a smile. I would ask, however, that we finish up soon. I'm getting rather tired from the repeated use of my reinforcement and wind magic he concluded his thoughts to Robin.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)Diomedes, King of Argos
"You're absolutely right," he said. "We need to get out of here. Do you have any other safe locations? If you'd like, we could go to my former Master's hotel room. Now that he's dead, he won't be needing it any more."
Aaron Skyfield
"Hello!" shouted Aaron again. He looked around a bit longer, and eventually determined that no one was in the mansion, and more importantly, this place didn't have any supplies.
Read all of my fanfics!Enkidu
"I won't say it didn't hurt me... but you shouldn't worry too much about this kind of stuff, Master. So, save your praise for when I actually do something great" says Enkidu with a little awkward smile at being praised.
Robin Hood
"Heh, don't think flattery will get you anywhere, Elias. I'm well aware of how great I am" transmits the Archer Class Servant with her usual roguish smile "As for your rest... indeed, you need one my Master. With some luck I can end this menace and we can retire for the night with one arrow"
"Alright then, show me the target and it shall be done"

Rider materializes his hand to give Mike a thumbs-up before heading off to investigate the damage. Minutes later, he watched with both interest and slight awe at the damage wrought by the second act of terrorism this day.
Hmmmmm.... This master is certainly quite bold to have pulled off this grand act in the face of the overseer... Twice I might add...
Looking around and seeing nothing more that would interest him, Shapur dematerialized and went back to the safehouse.
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