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[h2][color=darkorange]Gin Yoshiyaki[/color]
[sub]and Company[/sub][/h2]
[sub](with the vocal talents of Joseph Joestar)[/sub]
[h3]Pellion's Pub [b]VIP Room[/b] (Manager's Office), Gates of Troy, Edge of Shinto[/h3]
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[@Paradox Witch][@SSW][@Froppy][@All you alcoholic cucks]
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Gin scratched his head and groaned, nursing his hangover with a bowl of sake. Despite being the thuggin' gangsta that he is, he wasn't used to drinking so heavily, preferring to be as sober as possible in his dealings. Given that his Servant's circumstances are unique, however, Gin decided it would be best that he got used to it while he still can. As he sunk back into his modest wooden throne, he placed his bowl on his lap, yawning. 

The room he was in was like some sort of lounge with soft jazz playing in the background for [i]some[/i] odd reason. Even Gin's attire seemed to fit the mood of the room, wearing a soft gray three-piece, the coat hanging behind his large chair. Within his room were all of Gin's subordinates, fellow members of the [i]Fujimura[/i] group, all wearing similar Western garb. He assembled them all here out of an oversight he realized he made last night; he didn't give them any method of defending themselves if they were found by other magi. Gin quickly rectified that issue earlier, giving them all talismans that should help them defend against effects that interact with the mind, which should at the very least prevent them from being hypnotized. As they were all doing their own thing and enjoying the atmosphere of the lounge, Gin cleared his throat, tapping the end of his [i]bokken[/i] on the ground to get their attention.

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[color=darkorange]"Aight, aight. Report."[/color]

"Think some shit went down at the harbor. Lots of rats. Way too many rats, boss. Saw some foreigners there too, looked spotty. Spottier than what you described... Oh, and I think I heard some explosions too!"

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbhv3_V_Lkg][i][u]Oh no![/u][/i][/url]

"Shit's been blowin' up all around Miyama! I heard the Matou house got nuked last night! Shit's wild, boss!"

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3s4kr3e2Ts][i][u]Holy shit![/u][/i][/url]

"Yeah, and I heard the bank got robbed too! Good thing we don't keep any money in there, right boss? Shet, I think the businesses under our racket have all their money in there, though..."

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dr_X2GlAbKw][i][u]Son of a bitch![/u][/i][/url]

"Shit sounds nasty, dog! I heard a big ass fight at the church, tho, on my way here! Boss, you should 'ave seen it! Lightning and thunder and all that wack shit! Ohh man..."

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=70utG1L5bfU][i][u]Oh my god![/u][/i][/url]

[b]CRASH![/b]
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An expression of unease was apparent on Gin's face, whose drinking bowl had fallen on the ground. [i]How did I let this happen,[/i] Gin thought, [i]in [b]my[/b] city, no less![/i] As gin began to think of just what he was doing last night, he looked down to his feet, glancing at the shattered bowl. [i]Oh, that's right, that bastard got me drunk.[/i] Taking one long deep breath, Gin stood up from his chair. After a brief moment, he exhaled, throwing his bokken to the ground and stomping over his shattered bowl in anger.

[center][b][color=darkorange]"OUT OF ALL THE DAMN SERVANTS IN THE WORLD, WHY DID I HAVE TO BE STUCK WITH THIS GODDAMN DRUNKARD?!"[/color][/b]

[sub]"Uh, boss?"[/sub]
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Entering the room was a younger looking man, another member of the Yakuza, and one of the four who were assigned a very important job; waitstaff for the bar. As such, he was dressed appropriately, and was made to look more formal than his compatriot, despite drunkedly swaying ever so slightly.  Gin, however, gave a menacing look to the waiter, however, his eyebrow raised. [i]This better be good news you're giving me,[/i] his look conveyed, as the waiter could do nothing but gulp.

[center]"Y'see... I've been hearing people talking about a fire at Miyama. It ain't like no normal fire, either! It's some kinda nasty shit, y'know?"

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITMjAeWz5hk][color=darkorange][b]"[u]OH SHIT![/u]"[/b][/color][/url][/center]
Grabbing his coat, Gin stomped towards the door, hurriedly putting it on as he grabbed a bottle of wine from a bucket near the door, filled to the brim with ice and bottles of assorted alcohol. Quickly cracking it open, Gin downed a good portion of the bottle, turning back to his men, who looked all sorts of bewildered. [color=darkorange]"Whattya think yer all doin'?! Get ta' drinking and meet me down at the bar!"[/color] Shoving the bottle of wine into the hands of the nearest [i]Yakuza[/i] before stomping out of his lounge and into the pub.

[color=darkorange]"Alright, listen up! I 'eard there's some sorta weird fire shit goin' on at Miyama, so if anyone would care to fill me in, that would be great!"[/color] Gin had announced, before walking to the bar. [color=darkorange]"Yo, Bartender, [i]Ite[/i], I need ta head out! There's a fire down at Miyama and it's getting worse by the minute! And since Bartender can't leave the bar, I'm gonna need your help putting it out, [i]Ite[/i]! Can ya conjure up some water or somethin'?"[/color]

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[h2][color=gold]Black Rider[/color][/h2]
[h3]Einzbern Forest, Miyama[/h3]
[sub][s]Long-Awaited Beach Episode[/s][/sub]
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[@Crusader Lord][@All you woodland cucks]
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Like a blur, Rider road through the forest. Well, [i]riding[/i] would be stretching a bit from the truth... Rider stood on top of Falke as if he were surfing his steed, who didn't seem to mind too much about it, especially considering that his boots aren't digging into its back. As a matter of fact, [url=https://pm1.narvii.com/6679/72fc594538f503dc5f66e86dd556be3804c6b7ca_hq.jpg]aside from his trousers, Rider seems to not be wearing anything at all![/url] There was a reasoning behind this, however, as Rider was not the only cargo that Falke was carrying.

Maids. Maids of all assortments- well, not really, since they all looked the same- were seated in different positions on Falke, and even on Rider, who had to hold a few on his shoulders to fit them all. They were armed with shovels and adorned with laborers' clothes. Not counting Rider, himself, there were ten additional people in total that Falke was transporting, which would surely be an issue for a lesser horse. To Falke, however, whose strength already rivals beasts of phantasmal nature, this was [i]nothing.[/i] As Falke blitzed through the forest, cute cargo in tow, Rider shouted commands to his entourage.

[color=gold]"Remember to work as fast as you can! A fire of phantasmal origin has been detected within Miyama, so we'll need to dig up a trench deep enough for it not to reach these woods! Once we're complete, prepare for phase two!"[/color] The maids all nodded in unison to Rider's commands as they finally reached the end of the woods, overlooking the town. Riding from one edge to the other, Rider deployed the maids, one by one, spreading them out evenly enough to make a sort of 'maid border' between the woods and Miyama. Once they were all in position, they all stood at attention, their shovels leaning by their legs. When Rider made it to the other end of the woods, the last maid hopped off, handing him one of the two shovels she was carrying before getting into position.

Rider seated himself properly on his horse, grasping the shovel tightly as he turned his horse around. [color=gold][b]"Are you ready?!"[/b][/color] Rider growled, his voice booming across the woods. The maids, in unison, all shouted back a [b]"Yes, sir![/b]" With that, Rider had Falke back up a bit, leaning towards the side until his shovel can easily reach the ground. With a light tap of his foot, Rider commanded Falke to begin running, thrusting the shovel deep into the ground with all his prana-infused might, making a trench across the end of the forest with a maneuver similar to what he tried using to intimidate Achilles the night before, but even [i]deeper.[/i]

When Rider finally made it to the other end of the forest, he had created a deep gash into the earth inches away from where the maids are standing. It was an imperfect trench, but it surely was enough to serve as a decent barrier to protect the woods from the fire. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Rider, turned around, shouting more commands. [color=gold][b]"Alright, start digging! We need this moat wide enough to ensure those flames don't spread into the woods!"[/b][/color] The maids all nodded dutifully before jumping into the trench, beginning to dig forward with strength rivaling that of a third-rate Servant's. As they started digging, Rider looked towards the horizon, watching as the smoke from the fire filled the sky.

[center]Wait, did he say a [i]moat?[/i][/center]