Canaan, Garden.
"Certainly. Let's go, Berserker." Canaan nods and set the strange meat she was nibbling down. What is it made of, anyway? Putting her curiosity on the back pedal, she rose and accompany Matilda and the elder Sister.
She turns toward Caster and incline her head marginally, "Thanks for the meal and your hospitality. I look forward to further cooperation in winning this War." No reason to be impolite, after all.
It worked! It workeditworkeditworked!
Jill screamed as she flew towards Caster forcing him into a hug. She was giddy at the sight of her new partner and all the "fun" they were about to have. But they were late. Maybe Jill shouldn't have stopped to crash that boxing match earlier. It didn't matter.
So I'm Jill and we're late come on!
She grabbed a spear leaning against the wall with one hand and Caster's hand with the other, then jumped straight out the window plummeting for ground. Channeling mana into the spear just to be sure it won't break, she thrust it into the side of the building and swung around it using her momentum bringing Caster along. The duo were now sitting on an impromptu flag pole just above the ground.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850Caster of Red - Out the window
Caster let out a small shriek as Jill took his hand and led him out the window. As they began to plummet, his shriek turned into a full-out scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
When they finally hit the ground, Caster was hugging his lyre tight to his chest, and his whole body was shivering. A fall like that wouldn't kill a Servant, but that didn't stop Caster's moans of terror.
"M-M-Master?"
edited 23rd May '13 9:02:04 PM by TehStanman
"Why does everything have to loop back to YGO?" -Guy who ruined YGOWalter's mind
Walter always liked to pretend he was a very composed guy. And then Caster was summoned. He was screaming, both literally and mentally. So, when Walter registered such powerful thoughts, he proceeded to clutch his ears and flail on the ground. "OH GOD MAKE IT STOP!" He shouted on the floor.
UhJill-Outside the Copacobanna
Hang on a sec.
Jill has already taken out a cellphone and started dialing. She looked as if they had descended the tower in any other fashion. She brought the phone up to her ear and waited a minute before speaking with someone. A few minutes later a white sedan pulled up.
So what were you saying? She asked him as she strolled toward the car.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850Nowhere near a nanosecond after Walter had opened his mouth and screamed in pain, His servant, Shapur was already at his side; worry heavy in his voice.
"What is it master?! What's wrong!? Is it an enemy attack?!'"
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Caster of Red - In the car
Caster limply followed his Master into her car. "I-I..." He stuttered as he tried to find his voice. After several attempts to get his message across, he took a deep breath and spoke his mind.
"Master, was that really necessary?" He asked shakily as he rubbed his throat, fearing that he may never sing again.
"Why does everything have to loop back to YGO?" -Guy who ruined YGOFergus mac Roich
Fergus laughed. "'Tis okay, darling. Hardly the first time I've felt a woman's touch."
But Archer's Master had said "someone important to the team". Could he have meant their long awaited Caster?
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialFergus mac Roich
Oh, this was rich. He'd heard women of this era were a little more shy than they used to be, but this was a golden opportunity. "What's the matter, Master? Have you never had the pleasure of having felt a man ravish you in the dead of night? There's no need to be scared, it's a very natural thing. Why, a girl your age, I'm surprised you haven't already."
This was going to end well.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialR.E.D. Base
Philip brought the sarissa around with the hand that wasn't on Cally, placing it before the young master to separate her from her Saber. "I advise you to rethink your words and how you treat your master, fool," she said. "Remember that this girl can end your life with a single command."
"Hey man, what, what in the fuck. Yo, you okay?" Bruno was asking Walter, going over to the chair and wondering what in the hell the Master of Archer was talking about.
Fergus mac Roich
"Relax, I was only playing with her. I prefer more mature women anyway," he said, snickering. Somehow, one couldn't help but think this was a stab at her figure.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialFergus mac Roich
"Oh, I don't think so. Now that you have my Command Spells, you're stuck with me. Might as well get used to it, because I'm not going anywhere. Let's try to get along then, shall we?" He gave a not so innocent smile. Teasing her was more fun than it probably should be.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialDiomedes, King of Argos
"Indeed, it is best if we do not fight amongst ourselves. If we are united, victory will follow."
Read all of my fanfics!R.E.D. Base
"Agreed," Philip... agreed... with the Greek Lancer. She also pulled back the sarissa and set it back down on its butt as it had been earlier. "Even an army thought by all to be a laughingstock can conquer the world if they are given a reason to unite, prepared, and determined. Though it is a great asset in battle for your opponents to both overestimate you and not know your true strength, and your ability to mask your class should assist with that."
"While it is important to establish outposts and staging areas, it will be best to first know our own strengths so that we may coordinate and make strategies. I myself have my men - there is no formation stronger than my own - and my sarissa. And you, Lancer, should you wish you had a longer spear, you will find that using my sarissa will give you a great advantage in battle and strike fear into the hearts of your enemies. It would allow you to further conceal your own true power, as who ever heard of a servant not using his own weapon?"
Seeing that his master had decided to pass out because of what seemed to being overwhelmed by his own ability, Shapur decided on contributing into the embryonic tactical planning session by describing his unique combination of noble phantasms.
"As I have already demonstrated, my archery is strong and accurate. But I am also in possession of a noble phantasm that is highly atypical of the archer class."
Shapur then shows what he is taking about by letting loose a piercingly loud whistle, which after a few short moments, causes a giant of a horse; a good three and a half feet taller from hoof to mane than the already imposingly large Shapur to materialize right next to the persian prince.
"As my mount can attest, I also double as a rider; albeit not as skilled as a TRUE member of the class. But my archery does not suffer even at this able creature's full gallop."
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Shameless Self-promotion ho!Rider of “Red” — the Warehouse
Having observed all of the mess quietly, Rider finally elected to speak. “So we are are comparing our treasures now? Very well. Knowledge is power, after all,” she said. “My own are my ability to conjure weapons out of thin air.” She conjured and dismissed a gladius, a Roman bow and a Khopesh in quick succession. “And my elephants.”
My Master, I can teach you the art of caring for elephants if you so wish, but for that we need an elephant. I am not going to summon Surus willy-nilly, she sent to Maron.
R.E.D. Base
"Then it appears all three of you can disguise your classes quite well," Phil said, "And without the rage revealing my own class, I can claim to be 'Lancer'," she put her hand on her now nine-foot spear. "With four servants of indeterminable class, the element of surprise is on our side. They will not expect a Rider to have such powerful archery, a Saber to ride elephants, or an Archer to be in possession of a powerful lance, which will do well in letting us mask our strength until a decisive moment. And should the detective disguise as one of us, that could add further to the facade."
edited 25th May '13 12:00:56 PM by nman
Semiramis, Hanging Gardens
The Queen of Assyria bid her thanks with a bright smile to those who remarked on her hospitality before clapping her hands "Alright then, seems like we have a course of action to take. In which case, please do follow after me"
With that, Semiramis led those who wished to part from the Gardens towards a building set in the middle of the island... looking like a domed temple halfway built underneath the ground. Inside, stepping down a flight of stairs, they would find a lovely but sparse room, illuminated by stained glass windows set high on walls, only slightly above the ground level. The walls were made of strong but smooth cream colored stone. The floor of the circular was bordered by a canal of gently flowing water, which could be crossed by passing over a bridge. The very center of the room housed a great, elaborate carving of a complex magic circle. At the edge of it, there were some altars, seats and a storage unit... which Semiramis approached, taking from within a small basket filled with all manner of sparkling jewelry.
"Here, my allies. You only need to tell me where you wish to go and step into the circle. Do take one of these baubles though... they will allow you to communicate with me no matter where you are. Otherwise, it might be a bit hard to tell me when you wish to come back, no~? Oh and don't worry. Even if I'm busy elsewhere, I will keep one of my servants here at all times. They can operate the transporter in my stead. Any questions?"
Sister Astrid
"None on my part..." says the Executor as she puts on a golden earring with a ruby on it which covered her right earlobe "As for where I wish to go... my things are in the Church Santo Christo Dos Milagres. Saber asked for us to stick together... however, where do you wish to head, my allies?" asks Astrid of the men and women that her Servant summoned for her group.

Walter - He really needs to stop talking about the girls in the group
"Haha, yeah, she'll just stand outside, and get struck by lightning, and everybody will laugh. Maybe we shouldn't take a risk like that yet. Cally could still be zapped, even without the full effect of the lightning.
Odysseus
Why would these people be leaving already? thought Odysseus as he gave in to the temptation of the
applesgrapes laid out on the table before him. Odysseus knew the strength of men in numbers, and felt that not having the full team at hand would hamper their efforts. Perhaps reasoning with them would be a good idea. He projected those thoughts to Carl, in hopes that he could get through to the man, and to Saber.edited 23rd May '13 4:15:27 PM by mrminun
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