The' Holy Grail' is an artifact famous throughout history as an object of immeasurable power, said to have the power to grant any wish. Mages, Sorcerers, Witches, Mystics, and Humans alike have sought out this object in hopes of claiming its power. Though some were driven by moral obligations and family honor, others seeking it for more treacherous plots. Thus the War of the Holy Grail began, a contest in which seven mages summon Heroic Spirits to compete to obtain the power of the "Holy Grail," which grants a miracle. After two unfinished Wars a sudden change began. What was originally a contest between seven Masters and Servants suddenly turned in more then 15 pairs battling in this winner takes all deathmatch.
Fuyuki City, my wondrous city, was suddenly overrun by God like deities and past warlords from all across history and legends. Unexpectedly the War consumed the City in only its first night, the Third Holy Grail War spilling out throughout Japan, and by it's conclusion the World. A winner was declared. Suzaku Moshitake, a military weapons specialist and his Servant Muramasa. With their wish they craved their names into history. A new empire rose from the East. Under their rule the world was cast into depression, chaos, starvation, murder, and power became your only chance of survival. With the next Grail War on the horizon the Moshitake Empire has began eliminating potential contestants hoping to secure their victory for the Emperor. Japan will once again become a battlefield with Fuyuki City as its start. As the Masters and Servants begin to rise one can only hope....for hope itself.
"My city hasn't changed much sense Suzaku's rise. Fuyuki City is still separated into two sections - Shinto and Miyama, which are the new and old sections respectively. Miyama is further split into two parts - the traditional Japanese houses district and the foreigners' houses district. Miongawa is the massive river that divides Fuyuki in half. Deep enough to swallow each and every person that resides within. Located next to the River lays Miyamachou a suburban area of Fuyuki. A little further and you reach 'Intersection', which connects to the shopping street, the school, the northern and southern parts of town, and to the bridge."
"It's boring. But the women are nicely...nice I suppose."
"Fuyuki is still as lively as ever, Koushuuensaikan Taizen for instance is the only Chinese restaurant in Miyamachou. Run by the mysterious, Arashi. Renowned for its spicy food. Really, really, spicy food. Enough to melt somebody's tongue sort of spiciness. Stay away from it if you can. I've warned you."
Masaki Shiba stood atop the Fuyuki Bridge. Her normal spot on 'peaceful' night. Some restless spirits, a few small demons. Yet, nothing like what was happening tonight. Her command spells had appeared three night ago tonight. The signal that the War was to begin. She was successful in her mission to summon a Servant, though she had failed in the end and used the wrong catalyst.
Lancer, the one Curse to both be loved and betrayed. though she intended to summon the strongest of the class in the form of Saber her misfortune gave her the saddest, and yet most inspiration of them all. A true gentleman when he was willing to push aside his insecurities, some rare in a day where death was as common as the passing of a gust of wind.
Her dress settled down from the rush of wind swiping across the river. It was always so peaceful. For now she supposed.
"Well now I can see him too. Such skill young girl."
Before them stood a man in a black suit. He wore the garments of the Magus Association. Beside him was a 12 foot tall monster of a Servant. Masaki lifted her hand into the air as Lancer came into reality. "Kill them. BERSERKER!!!" Releasing a massive cry of rage the werewolf suddenly grew larger, now towering 26ft. "Behold, his single Noble Phantasm-Moonlight Demon.".
How had she not noticed the full moon shining brightly behind her, at this moment she felt it's light and even the heat from that light. Almost light it had hidden itself this whole time.
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Ryuudouji - 40 minute dash from the border of south Fuyuki City. Acts as the keystone of the Fuyuki leylines. Can be said to be the heart of the Fuyuki spiritual grounds. Built on top of a fallen leyline.
Ten no Sakazuki - The massive cavern where the Greater Holy Grail was created. Three kilometers in diameter. The location of the Black Holy Grail. Has properties similar to a bounded barrier.
Outer forest - One hour drive by taxi from Shinto.
Kishimoto Castle - Four hours from the entrance of the forest by foot.
The castle-villa found at the forest in the outskirts of Fuyuki City, it was brought from the Kishimoto homeland to serve as a base for the Masters of the family during the Holy Grail rituals. It was given to Masaki by a supportor of the cause. At the same time. It was build to look like a “コ” when viewed from above.
The castle’s defenses are perfect: a spiritual defensive wall activates itself by Masaki's order whenever intruders approach. Perfect anti-spiritual processes are also performed so that the spirits inside the Kishimoto forest do not enter.
The existence of the castle is not publicly known, but it seems that people who get lost at the forest have found their way into it by chance in the past.
The interior decoration is outrageously luxurious. Although it hasn’t been used for over 10 years, there is wine cellar that can be accessed from a passage at left area from the lobby. The courtyard, which is managed by Sella, a fairy familiar, and the coldest area inside the castle and, as per Masaki’s desires, it has a flowerbed installed. As this is just a stronghold for the Holy Grail War, it is quite frugal for the Shiba’s standards.
The virgin forest, or rather mountain range, found at the outskirts of Fuyuki city. About 30 kilometers to the west of Fuyuki’s urban area. It is possible to reach the entrance of the forest after a one hour run of car in the highway that comes out from Miyamacho and then a one kilometer walk through the grove.
Not only the name in the registration is of unknown substance, but it also became a privately-owned land of an uncertain foreign enterprise. Because the landowners (the Kishimoto) refuse to develop the area, it turned into a literal sea of trees. Since the trees extend themselves to cover the sunlight coming from above, it is impossible to see more than 10 meters ahead inside the forest. Amidst all of it, there is a clearing of about 40 meters diameter with a square and some ruins.
The large bounded field stretched throughout the area is to detect intruders and so long their presence and magical energy are not suppressed they can be easily discovered. The level reaction that the bounded field gives to the intruder can be adjusted accordingly with the thoughts of Masaki. Furthermore, once in the inner sections it is possible to adjust the area-of-effect in order to support allied parties in combat.
The subject of many ghost stories, like those about the illusionary castle attended by maid sisters that only a brave man who had overcame countless ordeals can spend the night at, or that when entering the forest while aiming to the castle, the wraiths of soldiers of the old imperial army appear to send off the intruders to the battlefield. Ghost stories to keep the kiddies away.
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Eris sat quietly in the little storage room of some Clothing company. Nearby, Issac was ripping boxes open, looking for clothes thick enough to use as bedding- they already had about half a bed made, but Issac was being picky about what she should sleep on. She had asked him why, and he had said 'Only the finest for my Mistress' in that voice of his that made her shiver with excitement.
They had found the warehouse quickly after their Arrival in Fuyuki city just the day before, which had involved a long plane flight, the silently rowing up the river to alert as little attention as possible. The warehouse was right next to the ever, and nearby the little row boat they had used was barring the door from the warehouse offices.
Issac smashed another Crate and let out a triumphant laugh. Coming back with his arms full of thick material, he lay it out on the crates they had made the bed on, before Issac lay the silk sheets over the top of that. Eris lay down on the makeshift- yet very comfortable- bed, and legit a sigh. "You sure know your stuff Issac." She said, closing her eyes. Issac quietly climbed up into the bed with her, and began stroking her hair until she fell asleep with a smile other face. "Rest for a few hours, My mistress" he said, kissing her forehead. "Then, the real hunt begins."
OOC- Issacs accent is Transylvanian, but I have no idea how to transcribe it. Eris has a Rather Brittish accent.
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Themis sighed and looked at the watch on her wrist. There were only a few hours left in the day. Tomorrow was her first day of college in Fuyuki City and she had just ran out to grab some more school supplies. She had to play her role as a college student as best she could to blend in. A girl such as herself would stand out anyway in Japan. She finger her bright read hair and looked both ways down the street before crossing heading to her dorm.
She would have to find a new place to live besides the dorm. She knew some Masters wouldn't care if they hurt or killed a few innocents, but she would feel awful. It was just wrong to involve innocents in something they couldn't comprehend. Hauling her book bag farther up on her back, she fished her dorm key out of her pocket. Fumbling with the keys a bit to get a good look around to make no one, no Masters, had followed her 'home." She finally slid the key into the lock, once she noticed their were no suspicion people around, she turned the key and the door clicked open.
Her roommate was in her room with the door open and babbling away in Japanese on the phone with some unknown person. Themis really didn't care. Taking her key out again, she unlocked the door to her room and entered, slamming the door behind her. She leaned against the thick door and turned the dead bolt to lock anyone out and lock herself in. As soon as she finished sliding the lock into place, Artemis appeared in front of her.
"Master..." she said and held her bow in front of her in case anyone attack, although Themis was pretty sure there wouldn't be much attacking today. Themis dumped her book bag on her bed, then laid down beside it. "How goes the search?" she said to the ceiling resting her forearm on her forehead and blew some hair out of her face.
"There is a Master with a Lancer fighting a werewolf Beserker up on top of Fuyuki Bridge. That's the only fight tonight. I'm not sure who will win, but they both seem like tough opponents. You should get some rest before tomorrow. Tomorrow night we will start fighting." Artemis didn't stay long enough for Themis to reply. Artemis always did that. Ordered Themis around. Themis assumed it was because Artemis knew more about hunting the enemy then she did, or maybe it was because of her name. Themis wasn't stupid. She knew that Themis use to be the Goddess of Divine Law, and she knew that if she made a big enough deal, that Artemis would listen to her, but she didn't bother. Artemis hasn't done anything wrong yet, so Themis had no reason to object.
Themis threw her bookbag off the bed and crawled under the sheet before passing out for a well needed night's rest. Artemis was on the roof of the dorm making sure that her Master's sleep went undisturbed.
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Ai and Mu-Lan exited the private jet. An ignorant person would think the two were sisters, which was fine with them. Ai preferred her friend and Servant to walk beside her in physical form. It made it easier to communicate with her in public, and not everyone could walk along side a legendary hero of China, not even the head of the Triad. Besides, she enjoyed Mu-Lan's company.
There was a black car awaiting their arrival outside of the airport. It was dark outside, just how Ai liked it. Mu-Lan waited for Ai to slide in first before following suit. The driver shut the door and returned to his seat to drive them to their condo. “Xiao”, Ai said in their native language as she slipped the hair ornament from its bun, letting her hair flow around her shoulders. “What would you like to eat for dinner?” She knew the answer, but she thought she'd ask anyways.
“That Chinese restaurant with the really spicy food!” Mu-Lan, a.k.a. Xiao Fan, said with a wide smile. Her lip ring shifted and glimmered under the city lights. Ai had asked her why she decided to have a lip ring of all things. Mu-Lan had replied that it was a way of separating this “life” from her old one. Ai had merely nodded and agreed, but there was no way she could know exactly what she meant.
“Mr. Lu, please drive towards Miyamachou.” Ai said to the driver.
As they approached the bridge connecting the two districts, the car came to a halt. Ai didn't have to ask. She knew why. She could feel the two conflicting energies. She looked to Mu-Lan, who gave her a confused expression.
“There's already a battle and we've only been back for two minutes.” Ai said, staring out the window.
“What do you want to do?” Asked Mu-Lan. Her master hesitated before answering.
“Well we can't use the bridge without getting caught up in the cross-fire so we'll wait it out. Might as well enjoy a good show.”
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The black beast shot across the top of the bridge with feral agility, it's muscles contracted as it shot into the air some six feet away from Masaki. Lifting it's massive claw, easily twice the size of Masaki, and sweep it diagonally; looking to cut the girl in half.
With legendary agility the duel-wielding Knight blocked the claw with his long spear, the tip of it's black blade gleaming in the moonlight as Berserker roared in confusion. Lancer simply smiled in it's face before a single kick drove it back eighteen feet. Keep with the momentum Lancer took less then a step to close the distance, just as the beast regained it's balance. Taking his left hand, which held the short spear, Lancer made a sweep for the beast's legs only to miss. "Quite agile for such a large creature.."
"You have a powerful Servant Masaki Shiba." The man in black spoke as he stood a few yards parallel to Masaki. As he spoke he drew a gun from inside his jacket and pointed it at Masaki, three shots rang out. Only it hit open air as the Magus Leader came fleeting from the sky, her left arm now decorated with a golden gaunlet made from power magical gems. Before reaching the man a sword appeared in his right hand, the wind collecting in her left palm as he brought the sword down in an attempt to finish this. It did not work. The dodged narrowly and hopped back another three feet, unloading another three shots, before driving from the top of the bridge down to the concrete road below.
"I had heard some of the Magus chosen to fight in the War decided to join Suzaku's regime. I see you are one of them, Alexander Xexath." She spoke as she deflected the bullets with a sweep of wind pressure. She quickly countered as he fell to the road below them and fire two small vertical waves of slicing wind. The cut across the concrete like knives in butter before Alexander rolled to his right, dodging them for the most part, his right sleeve slowly floated to the ground as trickles of blood followed. Masaki landed in the middle of the road before him. Eyeing the car just at the border of the bridge seemly waiting. The city was mostly empty at night so for a car to simply watch, with no sirens blazing the night, she could only guess it was another Master.
She didn't have much time to decide what to do because Beserker suddenly appeared behind her, every hair on her body stood at attention at the sudden appearance, and again at it's sudden disappearance. Lancer shoved the monster to a large support beam, displaying strength she knew not he had. It didn't last long as the wolf pushed him away and sweep viciously at him, Lancer seemed to dance across his attempts, like a man trying to grasp a feature in the wind. Masaki silently thanked him before rush toward Alexander whom's gun transformed into a shortsword. The two clash as the sounds of rushing wind, clashing metal, and the occasional beast like growl of Berseker muted the sound of the rushing river water.
"Ah this creature will not quit. Master!"
"Masaki nodded as she broke the current blade look she held with Alexander. The two seperated as she umped back to the top of the bridge, Lancer appearing behind her placing his back against hers. She whispered a few words to her that she agreed with and stood very still. Alexander and his Servant stood before her, Berserker's mouth opening as magically energy began gather between it's massive teeth. "Perfect." Lancer whispered as the cloth around the long spear unwrapped itself and the white spear began crackling with electrical energy. The sky suddenly drew dark as it blocked the moonlight, Berseker unleashed a wide concussive burst of energy that cut the distance between them instantly. Masaki and Lancer simply rotated as the blast connected with the long spear. Lancer smiling as he deflected it into the river and watch the expression of both Berserker and alexander's face.
From above a sudden bolt of lightning struck the two. The lightning magic traveling and conducting across the metal bridge rods amplifity the intensity of the attack. Lancer focused the enrgy of said lightning and formed a dome around the two, rapidly and continuously shocking the two before he making a simply lunge for Berserker. His long spear cutting into it's flesh as he discharged a massive amount of lightning directly into it's body. The monster fell to the river below as it's body dissipated into magic flakes. Alexander stood staring wide eyed at Lancer his body uncontrollable and froze due to Chidori's lightning. Before he could even guess to try and run Masaki was behind him, her blade coated with wind magic as she cut the traitor in half. Blood and inners erupting from the human as his scream became muted from the sudden increase of blood in his lungs. Masaki turned her back on him as Lancer began spinning his long spear. The lightning gather enveloping the man and reducing him to ash, leaving to track behind but the pool of blood on the bridge. The tailsman cloth reappeared on his spear as Masaki exhaled deeply.
"Nice work. Lancer...Let's see his are audience may want to introduce themselves."
Leaping down to the bridge again Masaki and Lancer began strolling casually toward the car. Masaki's weapon having been returned to the wind as Lancer drug his long spear against the ground, his shortsword resting in his shoulder though he still had a powerful grip on it. As the two stopped before the car Masaki nodded to their unknown spectators signally for them to make themselves known.
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Issac looked up as the sky darkened, frowning deeply. Eris shot awake as soon as the lightning flashed, before saying "Lightning? That can't be natural." Issac sighed as Eris awoke. "You should be resting, Mistress Eris." Eris shook her head. "If there's Lightning shooting around here Vla... Issac, I want to find out who's causing it. Know your Enemy's, right?" Issac nodded, bowing to his Mistress as he stood. "Then lets go. We'll return here shortly."
The pair slipped out into he night, Issacs sharper senses guiding them. After a short trip, they came across the Body on the ground, sliced cleaning half. Looking around, Issac bent down, and held his hand over the body. A trickle of blood rose up, forming a small orb, which Issac then put to his mouth. About 3 seconds later, Issac said "He was the master. Definitely not a victim of the lightning, but the Lightning-controller was involved in his fate somehow. He had quite a it of mana. Useful for us, but we can't afford to be seen draining yet." He looked p at the bridge, and saw the people on top. "I think that's our Lightning Maker." He said.
Eris and Issac both snuck up and around, going on the other side of he bridge than the car and the Servant and master were on. Eris took one look at the Girl and sneered. "Huh. She looks like another one of those types. All pretty and self important." Composing herself, she shook her head, and straightened out her dress. Issac would normally have said something, but he was to busy staring at the Lancer. "Such a scrawny looking creature..." He mutters. "Showing too much skin to be useful in a fight. Yet, they stand the victors." Turning to Eris, he gave her a sincere smile and said "None are as Fair as you, Mistress. But I feel we may nt be seeing them at their best. Do not underestimate them."
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Empty. Diffuse and Empty.
Sima Yi strolled ahead of Nuli... Nuli just remained empty in his shamble. "Such a meager, pathetic world." Sima intoned sadly, musing at the city that huddled around like a beggar by the coach of a rich... no, they didn't have coaches anymore. Wait...who was he? Was he Nuli or Sima? Pain shuddered through Nuli and he tripped falling to the ground behind Sima Yi, who waited not a moment.
Nuli scrabbled back to his feet. That happened sometimes. Sima Yi's memories eking through into Nuli's mind. Nuli didn't have memories anymore, or many thoughts. Sima Yi could not afford for his battery to waste its precious energy on such luxuries. Most of the time, Nuli didn't have enough self-awareness to be sad.
"Stop that, slave" Sima Yi said, his loose robes rustling about as he walked apathetically through the detritus in the cities sprawling streets and allies. Nuli cowered in his mind but kept following. Sima Yi beat him when he thought. Mustn't think. If he thought Sima Yi's memories flooded in. "Keep your mind in its place or I will break what little I allow you to have and you don't want that."
"No, Emperor Xuan" Another blast of pain, this one much more precise than the first. A scalpel across the thalamus. Part of the brain that controls pain. Wait... that was his memory! He...
Pain flared unmercifully. On and on.
Nuli regained consciousness sometime later... the moon had changed positions... about... three hours?
"Don't look so surprised, slave, it doesn't suit you." Sima Yi was sitting across from him enjoying a meal. Chinese. What had happened? "Next time remember, do not call me by that name. It was given to me posthumously, by sycophants and leeches of my name. Call me Zhongda or I will gauge out your... thalamus with a knife." he smiled as he said that last bite. As if enjoying a private joke.
Nuli didn't get it... what was a... thalamus? He was certain he hadn't heard of it before. However, when he thought about it, he felt like he hit a wall, like something willfully denying him access to the part of his brain that remembered. A small shard of pain. "Don't push my compassion, Nuli."
"Yes, Master Zhongda."
Sima Yi smiled, that had been close. It was difficult to constantly maintain a tight grip on the boy's sentience. The boy had been smart...once. In the way a cat is smart. Inferior animal intelligence. All the same it made his mind cagy and sometimes the boy stumbled on his memories, worse sometimes the act of interfering in the boy's mind meant Sima Yi's own memories got mixed in. Both could be dangerous. But the life of a genius was never easy and Sima Yi wouldn't have liked it if it was.
It was rather amusing pilfering the boy's knowledge. Such fascinating things. Like this thalamus. Who would have guess a lump of grey matter in the brain could work in such intricate and marvelous ways! Sima Yi was truly marveled by the amount the world had progressed since his death. What was the saying... "A thousand monkeys with typewriters"? Yes! That idiom applied perfectly. Everyone he had met in this time was horribly void of any intellectual spark and yet some how the lot of the neanderthals had managed to create a tidy little enterprise that vaguely aped a society. Bravo.
Now, however, learned men would have to take the helm.
He grinned... he was lying. There were no learned men. Only a learned man. Him.
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And in a flash of light, the fight was over. The pair were making their way towards the car. Ai was not weary. Instead, she was intrigued. Such a small thing the girl was and her Lancer small in weight, but Ai knew better than anyone that in a battle of power, size was not a pertinent variable.
Ai swiftly gathered her hair and twisted her raven locks into a bun with the hair stick. Mr. Lu peered into the rear-view mirror. "Madam?"
"Keep the car on Mr. Lu, just in case. At any sign of trouble, drive yourself to safety." She adjusted the high collar of her black, knee-length, oriental dress. Then she glanced to Mu-Lan, "Xiao, let's congratulate the victors." The curtness in her tone, suggested that they stay alert. Mu Lan nodded and exited the car without another word, sword at her side. Her hand did not linger over it, but she was prepared to draw it in an instant if need be.
Ai stepped out of the car, her black heels clicker string lightly on the pavement as she walked towards the Master and Fighter. When the distance was just enough for a handshake, Ai could finalize her quick observations. The girl seemed young, but her eyes held the seriousness and intensity of an adult. Her stride suggested she was a noble of some sort and most likely was raised in a high brow setting. Her Servant, on the other hand, seemed more relaxed (or cocky) by how he drags his sword, but the way he fought showed either his persona switched completely during battle, or his laxness was a facade. Either way, she was sure to never underestimate anyone, especially other Master and Servant pairings.
"That was very impressive," she said with a small, but genuine smile, "You fight better than most I've run into of late. My name is Chan Ai-Ju and this is my companion, Xiao Fan." She gestures to Xiao, who smiles and bows her head respectively. "And you are?"
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As the two exited the vehicule Masaki eyed the female pair with cold eyes. Both her beautiful and for a second she would have sworn they were twins or close relatives. Hair shaped of a raven's feather. The second an equal beauty, strong eyes and a presence of a warrior, though the sword on her hip suggested she was the Servant. Under which class was a totally different story. As they came to a halt Masaki reached out and took a firm grip of the girls, Chan's, hand. "Masaki Shiba and this is my bodyguard Sano."
The moment she introduced him Lancer disappeared in an instant, he was on one knee kneeling before the ladies. The same way he had greeted her when she summoned him, a typical ladies man under the cover of a Knight no less. As his crimson hair waved slightly in the wind, coupled by his bright smile, Lancer could feel the heat of his Master's glare, even if his back was to her. His lances had disappeared just as quickly leaving him unarmed, yet he knew he could summon the two lances within a split second if need be. Placing a hand under and above Chan's hand he lightly kissed it before looking up into her eyes. "It is my pleasure to meet you." he then leaned slightly so he could peer up into the eyes of Xiao, his goofy wide smile in increased as he repeated the action, taking the hand not near the sword and kissed it once. "Do not fret my Lady, a Knight never draws his blade to a lady, unless it's to protect the honor of his own."
Masaki tried hard not to kick the man in the back of his head, it was truly hard, she hated his womanizing ways and told me plenty of times the trouble it could get them into one day. She supposed HE wasn't worried. "Thank you very much. That Master was working with the Regime. Looking to turn this War in His favor.", her sweet voice chimed out; calm and steedy, "Are you here for the Grail War?" She decided to cut to the chase and find out if this was a potential friend or foe, if so it would be best to finish them here and now or else deal with them later. And they have seen Lancer's Noble Phantasm. Yet the night seemed full of surprises as the back of her neck was still on edge. "Lancer there is another here not far from where we defeated Berseker, those they seem to know want to be known. It maybe another follower of Suzaku's." She turned back to Chan and nodded. "I fear a welcomed meeting may have to pass. I am not sure of the beings I sense let alone what it is. However I can feel an uneasy amount bloodlust coming from it. Would you be willing to join me in my fight against Suzaku's regime. As I believe you and your 'companion' maybe powerful allies in the coming battles. I would love...."
A spear came from the sky and threatened to kill the two pairs before it was deflected by Lancer, whom now stood back beside Masaki with eyes toward a tall skyscraper some odd 50 yard away from the edge of the bridge. "Archer?"Almost as quickly a single man came strolling toward the bridge. He was completely unarmed yet Masaki knew him very well. The young man with a eye patch was walking with his one eye closed. His steps reserved yet deadly. Stopping ten yards from the two pairs the brown haired young man opened his one eye revealing it's clear hazel gleam. they were soft eyes, they seemed to be searching for something not of this world. They were both sad and fear-inspiring. Without saying a word the man appeared between the two pairs. Masaki wasn't even able to follow the movement as her late reaction ended with Lancer blocking a sword from cut the top of her head open, a rapier, his his long spear extending outward looking to cut the man in half as it materialzied, only to have him disappear again and reappeared on top of Chan's car. Taking his sword in hand the young man stabbed it into the car and leapt away. It blew up a split second later. Swirling in the air, the cloak he worn burned to ashes, he landed directly in front of them two feet from the flaming car with his eyes closed. He never said a word. But his intentions were clear. He was here to annihilate them both.
Somewhere. Far outside the reaching of Fuyuki Bridge a symbol radiated in the night. Within the deep abyss of some forgot shelter a single man sat. His words softly calling into ears unreachable my mortal means. "Test them..."
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His master smiled, staring into his cup. Nuli was quietly curious but averted his eyes to avoid drawing attention to himself, but their bond made the effort pointless. "Tasseography." he intoned, mouthing the word unpleasant, "the banal word you philistines use to describe the high art of finding the future in the simple arrangement of tea leaves in a cup. Such a mundane word for so spiritual and sacred a craft. No wonder your 'civilization' creaks minds overburdened with idiocy." He sighed, shaking his head at the world. “Regardless, much can be gleaned. Like spying on the great enemy of man. Fate.”
The smile across Sima Yi’s face blossomed like a nightshade, “Yes… fate, my immortal foe has brought a far share of nearly-human wretches and they now swirl about, battling and befriending. But a way lies open for us… a chain-breaker will grant me power and freedom. Freedom? Must be from you, my slave. It would be nice not to drag you around like a feral dog nibbling at my heels. But what chain shall they break?”
Sima Yi thought and chortled pleasantly to himself, spinning his plans to make use of this “chain breaker”. Nuli sat and avoided thinking.
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OCC: I'll be taking over for Yukari for a bit per her request. Nothing major.
Artemis sat still on the roof of her Master's dorm. her eyes gazing off into the distance some odd ways to the west. The sounds of ringing blades, shifting winds, and an amazing amount of copper scenting the area hinted massively at the potential of battle. Both lost and still in continuation. Lifting her left hand she calmly cooed into the open wind, a few seconds later a eagle came floating from the heavens. It landed on it shoulder and stared into her eyes. She smiled and whispered "Observe and Report." The eagle flapped it's wings once or twice and was once again airborne. It disappeared in the distance a few minutes later as Artemis only watched. "......" She would continue suppressing her own presence and magical signatures focused only on defense. They would gather as much information as possible before they acted. She would afford to give away her or her Master's location. She agreed when Themis expressed concern over the location of there residence. As she believed this place was not safe, if it was she wouldn't be on the roof staring into the wind. It was a sign of her own concern over the potential of an enemy attack, something she couldn't let happen if innocents were involved. Even that idea was fair from impossible. She felt when the Lancer destroyed the beast of a Servant and the appearance of another. It was in a location previously someone around the fighting, she could only guess it had been observing. Then she felt a small waver of Magic as the Lancer, whom for a minute seemed totally defenseless, was suddenly back into attack. All was calm at the moment so she supposed the opposing sides were expressing beliefs or words looking for better hints to the identity of their enemy. Something she to was curious about. She wanted to at least have an idea how a being summoned in the Berserker class was so easily defeated by this 'average' Servant of a Lancer. She supposed some Servants weren't to be underestimated.
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Issa c stared intently at the approaching Murasama. Eris, for his part, was busy staring the the 3 girls on the other side of the bridge, barely even noticing the presence of the Powerful servant until Issac spoke. "What s he doing here..." The Vampire muttered, his eyes fixed on Murasama. "Mistress, Might I suggest we keep a low profile. I do not wish to draw attention to ourselves, or to Fight that Servant without an Advantage in our favour." Eris, eying this man that even a vampire would keep his distance fro,, nodded. "Alright. If those fools over there attack it, we might be able to finish it off for them. But lets not risk ourselves getting to hurt. Not for them." She said, her glare returning to the girls on the other side of the bridge. "Look at those... Those Harlots. Seducing that Lancer." Issac merely patted her shoulder. "Fear not my Mistress." He said, focused still on Murasama. "Fear not.."
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Ai knew neither she, nor Mu Lan could reach the car in time to save Mr. Lu. He was an innocent who was not involved in any of this Holy Grail business in the least. He was simply a driver who was working as a chauffeur to make money to raise his only living relative, his seven year old grandchild. Just the thought of this made Ai's blood boil. Her eyes gleamed with a ferocity that seemed like it would set anything ablaze with just a glance. But she kept her composure.
"Xiao." She said, her voice unwavering.
"Right." Mu Lan faced the enemy and held out her sword. The wind picked up around her feet, a light emerged from the hilt of her sword, taking the form of a glowing dragon, and the two slid around her body. All of this happened in a brief moment. When the light vanished, it revealed a young woman clad in imperial Chinese armor with matching helmet on her head. She unsheathed her sword, Bai, took a defensive stance beside the one called Lancer, and prepared for whatever this one-eyed man would throw their way, determined to defend Ai to the end, as always.
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Muramasa only stood still for a brief moment. brown spiked hair waved in the passing of the wind as this mysterious women transformed into a beatuful warrior goddess. His gazed slid over to Lancer, whom was standing in a defensive position, one spear on his shoulder and the other pointed to the ground. His midsection was completely open, yet the short spear that rested on his shoulder was probably there for such a attempt to expose that obvious open spot. He wouldn't fall for it.
Masaki watched Xiao transform, her identity still a secret as Masaki knew not a female warrior in history clad in armor. Who was she and what call was she summoned under? She wondered about the dragons aura she released when she transformed, was it a hint at her connection to a dragon, did dragon's blood run through her vein? So many question fizzled her mind as the terror and amazement of this Servant puzzled her. "Lancer...."
With eyes locked on Muramasa Lancer could only remember what little Masaki told her of this man. "His history is unknown to us to this day. he never revealed his identity, and wield's multiple weapons of all types. I've even heard he used a bow for battle." It made him wonder if he was indeed of the Archer class. The distance from the small crater formed from that spears impact to the building he had tracked it's location to was at least half a kilometer, he doubted anyone but an Archer class could launch something from so fair with so much force. He supposed he would find out. "Lady Xiao." He whispered as to not alert Muramasa to his plans. "I want to find out this guy's class. I believe he maybe an Archer, if so I doubt he can put up much of a match against me in close quarters. Please watch closely and find any hints to his identity. And....please protect my Master in my place."
Taking a step forward Lancer began a light sprint that turned into him turning into a blur. After a brief second he seemingly appeared directly before the man swinging his long spear downward from it's maximum range, his hand gripping the very end of the lance. There was a crash and a mixture on concrete and flaming car pieces spread out in the direction directly behind Muramasa.
Directly beside Lancer Muramasa stood unarmed, well almost due to the fact that the rapier that was once in his grip had been broken apart and was crumbling as the two men stood shoulder to shoulder. Lancer's back to the women while Muramasa faced them. Flicking his hand he threw the remaining piece of the weapon toward Xiao, what she didn't know was that this piece was rigged to explode upon contact. A Broken Phantasm ready for use.
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Sima Yi had dragged Nuli along, spirited through the shadows to this place. A vantage point. The city festered beneath and Nuli clung to the edge of the building fearful of the yawn gulf beneath.
"Fear debases even one such as yourself. And debases me through you. Stop it." Sima Yi spat and suddenly the fear was gone. Nuli's mind spun, a computer prompt designed to bring up something but unable to find it, stuck in an infinite loop. "Better."
Nuli sat and watched what had Sima Yi so interested. There were people. Fighting People. They pose me no threat. The thought flitted through Nuli's mind like a rogue bullet and was gone.
Sima Yi smiled and the shadows consumed them, leaving their spot vacant.
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Jace had been left to sleep tonight. They had spent a long day moving things into the new apartment that they would live in and Jace was far from capable at lifting heavy items. But as the boy always did, he never complained and he never asked for help. As the pair had finished they had also become caught up in helping another move some of their old stuff out. Jagar had not minded. Time spent on others was time well spent.
But now it was night, and lacking the need to sleep, Jagar disappeared into the city. He had recently taken up a job within a social club. The more classy kind, where the not quite rich, but well mannered people went to listen to some music and wind down. Jazz, classical or blues, the club played whatever suited the over all mood. Since Jagar had come to work for them, that mood was always an uplifting one. The customers loved his music and the owner loved how many customers he brought. None were aware of the subtle magic that lingered in the air like the smoke itself. Soft and light it heightened their positive emotions and left them feeling better. Just enough so they would feel it, but not too much that they were dependant. With that, they might just leave feeling hopeful and then carry that hope with them in order to better their lives. As Jagar sat backstage preparing his violin he felt the changes in the night city and knew that this would properly be the last night he would have free to perform.
So he thought to himself, "Better make it the best night possible."
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Mu-Lan simply glanced at Lancer at he spoke. She still didn't know if she could trust him but at the moment she didn't have any choice. She was too much of a humanitarian to reject his request. She nodded, not taking her eyes off of the one eyed man. "Remember that a strong defense is be-" Before she could finish her sentence, he was gone, charging in head first. Reckless.
The man was fast, she'd give him that much. Before Lancer could even register what was going on, the man was beside him. Mu-Lan's senses peaked. She knew the second his eyes landed on her, he was going to attack. It was a good thing she usually distanced herself from Ai during battle or else she could risk her safety. The shard pieces came fast, but Mu-Lan's reaction to things being thrown at her (which was a lot when her jokes went too far with Ai) was to dodge. In that instant, she bent backwards, legs bending, and hands shooting above her head to catch herself before her helmet smacked into the ground. She successfully dodged the deadly shards, but then they lodged into a sign, exploding on impact a few feet back. She felt pieces of shrapnel ricochet off her armor. It was a close call, she admitted to herself.
Springing backwards, she quickly and swiftly used Bai to slice another road sign, jumped and kicked it, sending it flying at the enemy.
Ai stood back and watched the scene for a moment before running to search for Mr. Lu's body. Hoping to find him in at least one piece. She spotted him sprawled on the grass several yards away from the car. It wasn't a pleasant sight. He was cut, burned, and broken. Ai gathered his corpse and lifted him onto her back. He bled on her dress but she didn't care. Once she found at a place for the body though, she was returned to ask that girl, Misaki, "You have any idea who that is?" She said, motioning at the man with the eye patch.
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Masaki stood idle as the battle unfolded. In her mind all the years of training and study worked it's way to the front of her mind. Muramasa, the Servant Killer, as they called him. His history, abilities, Noble Phantasms, and his very being was cast in darkness. She remembers reading how he and Suzaku dominated the previous war fifteen years ago, winning and gaining the world. For a contract between Master and Servant to last over fifteen years Masaki could only guess Suzaku, or Muramasa, had a outrageously large mana supply.
As he threw the last pieces of his rapier at Xiao Masaki turned her attention to the female warrior. He dodged it graceful and countered almost instantly after. The road sign flipped threw the air toward Muramasa, whom was battled Lancer and Masaki could only stare, that's till Al returned with blood on her dress. Eyeing her Masaki guessed it was from an outside source as the girl began asking about Muramasa.
"His name is Muramasa. I know as much about him as I do you." She clearly hinted at her distrust of the two women yet also let them know she hadn't forgot they were to be enemies in this war. Masaki wasn't one for chances. She could easily try and kill this girl, she didn't want to deal with her Servant nor did she want Lancer unleashing his full force so early in the war. She knew at least seven master were chosen, so far there were three Servant directly before her, the presence of what could be another Master/Servant par some odd distance behind them, and the Berserker they killed what seemed like ions ago. They needed to learn what class this man was under. Worst case could be Saber, they were ALWAYS some of the strongest. Best case would be Avenger, as they could simply power up for a short period of time. The reason behind Saber's normally being some of the best were because of their large then life legends. She knew of several myths about Saber class warriors yet hadn't known any to use weapons that normally didn't even fit into the Saber class, such as the blue and green lance Muramasa was currently wielding against Lancer, though it was obvious Lancer skill in the craft was worlds apart.
"We have to make him reveal more about himself if we hope to defeat him. Can I trust you, Al-chan?"
Muramasa was cureently engaged against Lancer again. The long spear in his hands swirled with a swishing sound as it clashed and slowly chipped away from Lancer strong defenses. The two danced around the same spot for sometime exchanging lunges, swipes, and stabs, though neither hit. As they battled Muramasa noticed Xiao dodge his throw, simple enough really, her counter was surprising as she displayed strength he knew not she had. Though mentally prepared to dodge the sign his body was currently keeping up with Lancer, whom also was surprising in the speed and strength of his attacks.
What confused him was the fact that this Lancer was use two spears at the same time. Even time her lunged forward the man would use the long spear to parry or block the attack while simultaneously attacking with the short spear. Muramasa was forced to counter this time by summoning a short sword to his left hand and blocking the attack. The sword burst into several pieces yet fulfilled it's purpose. As he summoned another short sword to his hand he was mid-spin, having dodged a far ranged swiping attack from Lancer. Having forgot the sign Muramasa was carried with it to the edge of the bridge, Lancer having barely ducked and slid under it to dodge it. cutting it in half muramasa stared at Xiao before Lancer's kick came from his blind right side. It sent him over the edge of the bridge into Fuyuki river below.
Lancer backpetaled to Xiao's side and exhaled. He smiled as his spears returned to their defensive positions, on his his shoulder another pointed toward the ground, before nodding at Xaio. "You were saying something earlier my dear. Care to share before he returns?"
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The eagle soared above the Servants and Masters engaging in a fight on the Fuyuki Bridge. Artemis took over the eagle's mind and saw through it's eyes the fight that was in action. The Lancer was fast, and obviously use to being a lady's man. Artemis scowled.
"Stupid man believes he is a lady's man. I'll show him how much of a lady's man he can be." she said sarcastically wanting to let an arrow fly into his jugular. She would certainly enjoy that. Artemis hated almost all men, except her brother. She missed her brother greatly and once she had her wish, the Olympians will be back to rule the Earth again.
Growling, she let the eagle continue to observe in slow, wide sweeping circles around the battle. The girl with the sword seem adequate, but Artemis wasn't going to write her of just yet, but right now the Lancer and the Servant that fell off over the edge of the Bridge seemed the most challenging. The guy that fell was name Muramasa, from what the others were saying down below.
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OCC thread please. Please. I'm reading over it now.
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Issac and Eris watched, Impressed, as the group on the bridge battled Murasama away, and Knocked him over the edge. "Quickly my Mistress. I belive these fools could be of Use. They are clearly combat skilled, and the more Brawn we have on our side, the better. Permission to approach them, and Ally ourselves... for the moment, at least?" He ended the request with a curious raised eyebrow, and an almost charming smile that made eris blush, and merely Nod. Issac Guestured for her to lead, and as she took his place in front of him, they walked towards the group.
As they neared the bridge fighters, Eris manaed to force a smile and a wave. Issac Bowed deeply, hiding the amused grin that split his face for a second or so, before standing upright, his face a mask of calm. "Greetings, Ladies and Lords. We saw your Fight finishing as we approached. Pray tell, what are your names?"
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Mu-Lan rejoiced a little inside when she sent Muramasa over the edge of the bridge. She never celebrate too early though. Once during battle, she and her companion had made the mistake of doing so. Not even a moment later, he was shot in the chest with an arrow. As she braced herself for another attack, Lancer landed beside her, urging her to continue. She didn't even hesitate, and smirked a bit before replying, "It takes a great man to be a good listener. Just a bit of advice."
In that same moment, she sensed another presence. More than one to be exact. She did not turn though. They seemed to be attempting to stay out of sight. She kept a mental note that they were there but focused on the enemy at hand. He seemed to be the most dangerous.
Ai glanced into the sky. Seems like we have company. She thought to herself. There was another aura she felt, two more aside from the eagle. She didn't relay this information to Masaki. She figured she knew already. She had said the man was named Muramasa. It sounded familiar, but she'd never run into the man nor his master before.
Crossing her arms, Ai contemplated the battle, his name, his fighting style, his methods, and movements. He had sent his broken noble phantasm at Mu Lan. In order to do that, he would often need a bit of range. He wouldn't have the chance to do it in a close range fight. But his weapons suggest he is a close-range fighter and it would make sense that he have some kind of long range attack if he were Saber class or Lancer.
The question Masaki asked was a valid one for sure. The suffix was irritating but nothing Ai would become cross over. She definitely was not trusting of this little girl who stood tall like an adult. Everything about her screamed "guarded". Her sweet and soft features might fool some, but not Ai. For she saw a glimpse of herself in this girl.
"Trust me about as far as you can throw me." She replied. "What do you suggest we do, Miss Masaki? I have a few ideas in mind."
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Masaki stood lidless for but a moment, her senses picking up two approaching sources of mana. Even more Master's and Servant's? They were walking slowly, probably continuing to survey them. As Ai spoke Masaki could only guess she two felt them. She also knew they had a little time. Mentally noted the absence of her responds to a trust question, perhaps from her own declarations, though for now she wouldn't look into it. This unfounded alliance could last a bit longer. Depending of course on the actions of the approaching pair. "I trust you understand the situation perhaps we should allow this new 'guest' to introduce themselves. Fuyuki River is vast, it 'may' take him a while to swim ashore."
As the two came into view Masaki addressed their appearances and contemplated their classes, and possible intent. Then the male made it slightly more easy. "Is it not rude to first introduce one's of presence, even after watching for so long. It seems a bit rude my good sir."
Lancer blindly smiled as Xiao scolded him yet politely graceful. He scratched the back of his head the left hand, making sure the blade of the clothed spear pointed toward the heaven's, away from Xiao, almost like he was trying to keep it away. "Would you look at that. Two other's. I'd like to make sure Lady Masaki is safe. Would you feel the same. Xaio?" He turned after speaking, the two females only being30 or so feet behind them. He returned to Masaki's just as the larger man asked them their names. His face contorted into a goofy smile as Masaki corrected the man on the works of companionship, so young and fierce, as if she feared none of the over aged adults around her. Though he continued to remain on guard. Muramasa had yet to return and they had yet to understand the intentions of these two pair's around them. Such a dangerous situation if you come to thing about it.
Muramasa slowly walked onto the shore at the opposite south end of the bridge. A good mile away from those at the other end. He looked at the Moon in it's full glory before walking into the city his body began to dissolve into metal flakes before he and them too disappeared into the night.
Leon Flinch stood a half a mile away from the south end of the bridge. Atop a building enclosed by several others of various heights. He was able to view the battles from a good range though he lost the ability to hear them from such a distance. It didn't matter, he could see their movements, techniques, manners, antics, and convictions. Valuable information nonetheless. His attention directed into the sky above the battles. That eagle swirled for sometime now. He lifted his hand then extended his index finger. A small white droplet of mana forged at it's tip, then it coated in small blue waves increasing it's size to that of a small jewel. As it swirled a small circle separated it into three. His eyes remained dry as it dimly shimed in the night, the Moon's pull on the river kicking up a breeze that whipped across his body. his black trench coat violently waved as the energy released into the wind. Three small streaks of light extended sometime once airborne, Leon not looking to give away his location. They flared around the eagle sometime before colliding into it reducing it into three before shimmering into the bridge below. Leon sighed heavily before a middle aged women, still content in her youthful features, continued to stand ominously idle throughout his display.
"You were correct Master. That eagle was not a familiar, but a living creature. A possession I suppose." her soft voice chimed in the passing of the wind, sweet, soft, yet stern. She stood with her arms by her sides. Her two ankle long ponytails waving like streams in the last bits of the wind. She bowed before turning around, soon she was at the other end of the building. She took a step and disappeared over the edge. Her Master was close behind as the disappeared into the shadows of the building. They were headed to the location of that Male Servant original attack. He want to see if he left any Magical remnants, maybe he could analyse and better understand who he was and why he so daringly attacked two Servants and Master's alone. In the mean while his female Servant stood atop a different building closer to the action. At the edge of the Bridge on the closet building. A full 50 yards from the location of the three pairs. She stood in the shadows cast by the larger building to the left. Milky brown eyes staring at the three. The wind blew softly as a soft smile lightly crossed her face. A small wave of mana lightly washed over the bridge, with it came a small leakage of madness. Moaning of different kind, whispers of killing, death, destruction, distrust. Even though it was light it was enough to make one feel as if the souls of many were about, all calling for vengeance, all angry.
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Issac smiled in a Charming manner. "Of course, how rude of me. My name is simply 'Issac'. This is my Mistress, Lady Eris. You have my apologies for the Secrecy, but in my experience, careful study should be made before aproaching people, no matter your intent." He bowed once again, before standing up straight again. "So, once again, what are your names, good sir and madams?" Issac couldnt help but notice the Overhead eagle, circling constantly. His sharp senses honed in on it, and internaly, he smiled. More Servants, more masters.
Eris, for her part, remained silent, looking at the river as it flowed. She was content to let the charming Issac do all the talking, she knew she would have eventually let something slip, and she had no desire to let the other Women force themselves into her life. Keeping her face a mask of calm, she managed a curtesy when Issac said her name, before turning her attention back to where Muramasa fell.