[center] [color=2e2c2c][h2]"Management Consultant"- Nameless[/h2][/color][i][h3]Construction Project: ‘Tarantasio’, Foreigner’s Lowlands[/h3][/i] [@Phonic] [@Breo] [/center] It had been assigned here for some time. It was the representative of the highest-stake investor in this construction project, after all, so it only made sense that a representative such as it was here. Moreover, even if this was not the case, it had little doubt that among the beings of the city, it was one of the best possible candidates to fulfill the role allotted to it...and indeed, the only one out of such prime candidates who [i]would[/i] fulfill that role. The role was, put simply, as an overseeing consultant for the project. If Benita was the foreman and the yakuza were the muscle, then it was the strategy arm of the operation. A project such as this had never before appeared in the world, after all, and perhaps never would again. In that regard, it was an opportunity like no other. Because, after all, if it was successful- ...well, it could certainly see why its associate was so confident in keeping it and its brethren at his side. The loyalty that a project like this fostered to someone like it could not be overstated, in the end. [color=2e2c2c]"Excellent work, all. I must speak with the foreman, but keep it up."[/color] Saying this, it took its leave from the construction site proper, stepping towards the temporary rooms. Namely, the one that housed a Master and a Servant in the midst of conversation. After delivering a polite knock to the door, it took its entry. [color=2e2c2c]"I took the liberty of making some minor changes to the floor plans. I trust there won't be any issues, but would recommend you check them just to make sure you agree with them."[/color] Its voice was oddly conversational, as though it saw the homunculus before it as a peer in some regard. [color=2e2c2c]"As an aside, do let me know when you'd like to carry out the agreed transaction. My master is ready at any moment."[/color] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/FUQYsr4.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/82jaTme.png[/img] [h2][color=aba000]Chiron [Lily][/color] / [color=bc8dbf]Dionysus[/color][/h2][i][h3]Pelion’s Pub, Edge of Shinto[/h3][/i] [@floodtalon][/center] The bartender looked to the thing that had stepped into his domain, pausing for a moment before his eyes widened. [color=bc8dbf]"Oh no. No, no. You need to hurry up and get out of here, immediately. You're not safe here when you're sober-"[/color] Incidentally, on his way in, the strange thing would have likely noticed a short, balding man nailing a sign into the ground just outside the bar. If said man was not blocking the sign with his body, then perhaps it would have been read and this whole oncoming tragedy could have been avoided. The sign read as follows: [h3][center][color=ed1c24][b]"DANGER: PLEASE ENSURE THAT YOU ARE INEBRIATED [u]BEFORE[/u] STEPPING INSIDE. PELION'S PUB IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DAMAGES THAT OCCUR TO PATRONS OR VISITORS AS A CONSEQUENCE OF FAILING TO FOLLOW THESE DIRECTIONS."[/b][/color][/center][/h3] The Divine Spirit hastily poured a drink, filling a glass with wine and frantically thrusting it out towards the strange thing. ...however, it was not to be. By the time the glass of wine had been poured, the new entrant had collapsed, like a puppet with its strings cut. Animating force: null. Flow of magical energy: null. Shared perception: null. From the perspective of anyone with a karmic line to it, it would have been as if the body was completely destroyed without warning. ...and indeed, a mere moment later, the body itself began to dissipate into thin air, as though it was being consumed by the bar itself. Letting out a sharp groan, Dionysus looked to the glass of wine in his hand, and then over to the front door. [color=bc8dbf]"Chi, are you standing right in front of the sign again?! Stop blocking it, people need to be able to read it![/color] [color=aba000][b]"HEY, I'M WALKIN, 'ERE."[/b][/color] [color=bc8dbf][i]"WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN-[/i]"[/color]