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[h1][color=a187be]Nenet Isis Titania[/color][/h1]
[h3]Summerlin Bellagio[/h3]
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[color=a187be]"...they're not being very careful, hm? Is it confidence, or overconfidence?"[/color]

A low murmur slipped past the alchemist's lips, a flicker of confusion crossing her face for all of a few seconds, before she turned her attention back to her contracted partner. Bright red, shaped like a person, flowing out through the room- yes, in the end, it was perfect. [color=a187be]"Frustrations? No, no, we're in a very good place right about now. To be honest with you, I was worried that I'd dredge out someone too powerful with that little ritual. If that was the case, I actually would have been a little bit annoyed."[/color] Declaring such an absurd statement as if nothing was wrong with it, she raised her arms above her head, stretching for a couple of seconds. Shadows bubbled up and kneaded in the corners of the room, something forming within their depths. 

[color=a187be]"Let me address both of your concerns by explaining myself a bit. My organization exists to prevent the end of the world. Every second of every day, there are countless threats that could end it- we calculate the future, and engineer solutions to stop them. So, you don't need to worry about me making you go after civilians or anything like that. My role as an alchemist|program is to save people, not to harm them."[/color] As she spoke, two words seemed to somehow overlap over one another for a split-second, as if both words were leaving her lips at the same time. A brief flicker of melancholy crossed her face a moment later, eyes straying over to the pincushion she'd prodded a few times since their arrival here. [color=a187be]"There have been members of Atlas who went mad and forgot that. Those of us he|[s]you[/s] left behind will be better."[/color]

Without warning, that weight was wiped off of her face, the same placid smile washing back over it as she took a small step back. [color=a187be]"But anyway, yes, that's perfect. Saves me some time in having to calculate the more refined shape of that admiration."[/color]

[b][Become]

[Legacy]

[Dedicate][/b]

Shadows rose up and streamed together, flowing like water into the alchemist's hands. Her body did not move, but that inky substance acted as if they were, shaping and reforming itself, growing more cohesive, defining its edges out. 

[color=a187be]"You see, in the end, I'm not bothered about the Holy Grail. Things like these are a dime a dozen, this one just had an especially stellar marketing campaign and has a bigger pot to take from at the end. Even if this was able to reach 「 」, it wouldn't be much of my concern- that's not something I care about. That's not to say I wouldn't take it if we got it, but just to say that I don't plan on overextending for it."[/color] Her eyes lidded shut, a low sigh leaving her as her mind extended outwards. In order to facilitate the current task for a reasonable time span, the calculative capacity allocated was rather significant. [color=a187be]"The problem there is that we have a conflict of interest. That's not great- as partners, we need to be aligned, which is where my magecraft comes in. I'm here to acquire 'wishes'. The wishes of the civilians here, desperate for wealth and power. The wishes of the Second Owner, risking everything for an unknown goal. The wishes of the great magi here who chose to gamble their lives, the wishes of the Heroic Spirits who have deigned to be called back into the world, I will witness all of them so that I can prevent that far-off future I witnessed."[/color]

Those shadows froze. Umbra became penumbra, and penumbra became matter. Something that is possible, but not in the material world. Something that is impossible in any world, and yet materializes. When her eyes reopened, there was a new glint in them- not predatory, but playful. The excitement of a child, tearing the wrapping paper from a present. 

[color=a187be]"So, to align us, I will grant|create your wish myself. You will fight, and struggle, and burn up to your heart's content. You will gain a might and legacy that lets you stand as [b]her[/b] equal in the Throne, and just as this will be your victory, it will be mine."

"Ah, this is going to be [b]fun[/b]."[/color]

[@KatKook]