Anza

Fate/aberrant destiny

Master sheet!
I'll aim to post Caster up sometime this weekend.

One Hundred Percent Maximum No Chill!

Name: Tohsaka Rin
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Appearance

Personality:
A sharp and elegant magus, dedicated to her craft and convinced of her own superiority. Under the tutelage of her father she has grown coldhearted and distant, presenting a veneer of perfection to the world that she guards at all costs. Where Tokiomi is cool and respectful, however, Rin still possesses a streak of youthful arrogance, and her bossiness and overconfidence will shine through at times.
On a rational level she has everything she needs- magical talent, vast wealth, a bright future -but deep down Rin is unhappy with her present self. Perhaps it is that she keeps her kindness and mischievousness buried within an icy shell, forcing herself to be the person the Tohsaka family would want her to be rather than the person she is... but if you told her that, she'd only chide you for speaking nonsense.

Skills:
Of course, it's not enough to be only the best in magecraft! Rin is also a top student in conventional subjects, and a talented athlete, and the best-looking girl in Fuyuki, and... (Just don't ask her to do anything involving modern technology.)

Abilities:
As the successor to the Tohsaka family, Rin excels in the storage of magical energy in objects, typically jewels. She uses these as disposable, limited-function Mystic Codes. Rin's most powerful jewel is a powerful, one-of-a-kind pendant given to Rin by her father for the Grail War, a one hundred year old Tohsaka family heirloom with decades worth of magical energy stored within.
Outside of jewel magic, Rin's most common offensive spell is a Finnish technique known as Gandr, which concentrates magical energy into her forefinger before firing off a hazy black orb like a bullet. Rin has bypassed any need for a verbal component to initiate this spell, and can fire several Gandr shots in an instant or set up a barrier and rain them on an opponent if she so chooses.
Rin is also proficient with reinforcement sorcery, allowing her to strengthen her legs to the point where she can run over one hundred meters in less than seven seconds, fast enough to be perceived as a blur to a regular human.

Brief Backstory:
With the Fourth Holy Grail War delayed, and thus no sudden break in the Tohsaka line, Rin was raised as a proper scion of her house. Whilst originally admiring of her father, she began to understand his darker side as she grew older- a realization that forced her to reconsider her own place in the world. Although she came close to choosing her own path and abandoning her path as a magus entirely, she eventually surrendered herself to the future that was planned out for her, molding herself into the archetype of a Magus family heir. In time, she even surpassed her father in terms of sheer combat capability, and as a result she is the one who now joins the Einzbern representative as a Master in the Great Grail War.

Fate/Scarlet Babylon

Master of Archer

Name: Feng Tian
Age: 17

Appearance

Personality:
Though diligent and earnest, Tian is a bit of a scatterbrain, and has a tendency to let himself get distracted by passing fascinations or daydreams. The sort of young man who often watches the world around him like one would observe a painting, admiring its beauty without actually feeling that one is a part of it. This distant nature is compounded by the fact that as a young magus he rarely made contact with anyone outside of his school. Though an excellent mage, he's blunt and awkward in conversation and has a really weird fashion sense, being unfamiliar with the ways of the modern world. At heart, however, he's honest, straightforward, and level-headed, the kind of person who seeks to solve problems by confronting them openly and directly. He's also unusually empathetic for a magus, and will not hesitate to show kindness or mercy to even a sworn enemy. This sort of morality makes him come across as naive and gullible to some, which is not entirely untrue. However, he can be unnervingly perceptive in certain situations, and rarely loses his cool even when under the most intense pressures.

Abilities:
Being an Eastern-style magus, Tian is a practitioner of Taiji, a distinct thaumaturgical school centered around opposing concepts such as Yin and Yang. This philosophy attempts to capture the essence of everything on a conceptual level: things that are active are defined as Yang (white), while the opposite are defined as Yin (black). Tian applies these concepts to his elemental affinity of Wind: still air is akin to Yin, and flowing air is akin to Yang. The balance between these two and their respective energies is at the core of his magecraft, with each form containing a tiny dot of the other.

While this alone would not be enough to distinguish him among Eastern magi, Tian's true strength lies in his ideal manner of breathing and walking, a natural and controlled way of breathing and steps that produce no wasted movement. In addition to being an adept in martial arts, his entire body acts as a single natural Circuit, such that his breathing, movement, body, and very existence can cause supernatural phenomena, allowing him to invoke his magic without relying on incantations. This skill is said to be capable of reproducing even greater mysteries than conventional Magecraft, but because of Tian's young age he is still far from reaching such heights.

History:
Feng Tian was born into a school of Eastern magi, a coalition of families who operated together in a similar manner to the magi of the Clock Tower, albeit with much less overall power and influence. Recognized as a prodigy at a very young age, he was elevated above his peers, which in turn stoked jealousy and led to him growing up isolated from those around his age. There was a great deal of politics and infighting concerning his fate, none of which Tian understood particularly well; so rather than attempt to meddle with the workings of his school he simply ignored those scheming over his future and devoted himself to training under his mentor Xia Ju, a magus from the previous generation who had mastered the techniques of breathing and walking. Together they mostly shut themselves off from their school and the world at large, appearing only when called upon and spending most of their time focused on learning their art, and how to connect their inner worlds to the outer world.

When the Association managed to create a lesser Grail, Tian's school jumped at the chance to be the first ones to reach the Root, and used their connections with the Association to secure themselves one of the Master positions in the upcoming Grail War. Aware of the opportunity as well as the risks, they elected not to risk losing Xia Ju and to instead send the young Feng Tian, who was powerful enough to stand a chance of winning, whilst still being sufficiently disposable to be sacrificed if he were to lose. Without really paying much attention to the significance of the ritual or why they wanted him to participate, Tian obeyed, traveling overseas for the first time of his life to fight a war he'd never even heard of until recently...

Other:
He likes birds, fish, flowers, tarts, and painting. He can speak Japanese and English reasonably well, along with his native language.

Berserker

Name: Ibaraki Dōji
Class: Berserker

Appearance

Personality:
In her childhood, Ibaraki-douji was strictly disciplined by her mother, who was descended from a noble bloodline and taught her to take pride in being a fearsome Oni. As such, Ibaraki-douji is very self-aware of her responsibility as the child of her noble mother: to lead and unify the last of the Oni, even when they were on the verge of extinction after their near-eradication by humans. In order to do this, Ibaraki established a standard set of rules, and any of the Onis that broke said rules would be spanked with her iron staff. (Of course, Shuten wass the sole exception.) She is a demon, so from a human's point of view, she is unmistakably a wicked beast. At her core, however, she is a belle who respects order and ponders over the fate of her brethren.

While Ibaraki-douji's appearance exudes innocence, her very state of being is that of an Oni: hurting humans, devouring humans, loving blood. However, she was never one predisposed to selfishly enjoying slaughter and massacre. Her nature is not that of an Oni that brings disorder to the world; in the end, she devours humans as an Oni, as a living being. One can say that she is close to being a wild animal. For example, even if she appears to be fascinated with sweets, her nature is nothing like that of a young human girl. Depending on the circumstances, she just might devour even the human who enticed her with sweets. Never ever take a lion for a cat. Never. Ever.

Yet... If one actually succeeds on feeding her, she just might display a lovely smile.

Stats:
Strength: B
Endurance: A+
Agility: C
Mana: C
Luck: B
Noble Phantasm: C

Class Skills:
- Mad Enhancement B: Ranks up basic parameters such as Strength and Endurance, but deprives the user of their sense of reason. However, because of her characteristics as an oni-kind, its power is exceptionally controllable. Her reasoning remains intact, and she can calm down and have a normal conversation.

Personal Skills:
- Demonic Nature of Oni A: a Skill to represent the demonic nature and power of an Oni. Only Oni Kinds and mixed-race beings with Oni blood are able to acquire this Skill. It is a mixed Skill of the Mana Burst Skill, Charisma Skill, Monstrous Strength Skill, Natural Monster Skill, etc. In the case of Ibaraki-douji, her Mana Burst becomes "Flames". Even a single blow from an Oni that combines high-rank STR, Rank A Monstrous Strength, and Rank A Mana Burst would result in an astounding amount of destructive force, devastating the target.
- Disengage A: the ability to withdraw from the battlefield in the midst of combat or reset the battle conditions. Has the bonus effect of returning battle conditions to what they were at the beginning of the fight, and restores the condition of this Skill to its initial value. At the same time, it forcibly releases curses and status ailments inflicted on the user of this Skill.
- Morph A: it's possible for her to shapeshift to other forms, such as a child or even a giant. Since her basic physical frame no longer grows anymore, Ibaraki-douji uses this skill to the extreme, zealously striving everyday to become the great oni anyone and everyone would fear.

Noble Phantasm(s):
Name: Bone Sword (Nameless)
Rank: E
Type: Anti-unit

Appearance

Effects: The great blade of bone that only demonkin may hold, a mass of curses and grudges incomparable with the likes of swords made by iron.
Not made of steel tempered by fire of hell, it is made of the bones of demonkin, the firmest and most solid above land. For several hundred days it was tempered into first-rate sword, swung beneath the moonlit night with a demonic aura drifting about its blade.

Name: Rashōmon Dai Engi - Great Grudge of Rashōmon
Rank: B
Type: Anti-Unit/Anti-Army

Appearance

Effects: Her right hand, severed by one of Minamoto no Raikou's Four Heavenly Kings, Watanabe no Tsuna. Normally it is properly attached, but she can freely detach and manipulate it, making it flutter about in the sky or even having it act as an offensive weapon. Her fist, clad in the dreadful, sweltering heat of the oni kin, enlarges in size, just like that of a great oni. It then tears through the enemy lines and destroys them.

Name: Ooeyama Dai Engi - Great Flame of Mount Ooe
Rank: B+
Type: Anti-Unit
Appearance: Fire. Lots of fire.
Effects: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Specialization of the Sougenbi for anti-unit usage in battle. Ten consecutive attacks of scorching heat that completely, thoroughly crush and burn up to three separate targets, scorching the enemy to cinders, and leaving only their bones charred to black coals.

Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Changes: n/a

Fate/Scarlet Babylon

Master of ???

Name: Feng Tian
Age: 17

Appearance

Personality:
Though diligent and earnest, Tian is a bit of a scatterbrain, and has a tendency to let himself get distracted by passing fascinations or daydreams. The sort of young man who often watches the world around him like one would observe a painting, admiring its beauty without actually feeling that one is a part of it. This distant nature is compounded by the fact that as a young magus he rarely made contact with anyone outside of his school. Though an excellent mage, he's blunt and awkward in conversation and has a really weird fashion sense, being unfamiliar with the ways of the modern world. At heart, however, he's honest, straightforward, and level-headed, the kind of person who seeks to solve problems by confronting them openly and directly. He's also unusually empathetic for a magus, and will not hesitate to show kindness or mercy to even a sworn enemy. This sort of morality makes him come across as naive and gullible to some, which is not entirely untrue. However, he can be unnervingly perceptive in certain situations, and rarely loses his cool even when under the most intense pressures.

Abilities:
Being an Eastern-style magus, Tian is a practitioner of Taiji, a distinct thaumaturgical school centered around opposing concepts such as Yin and Yang. This philosophy attempts to capture the essence of everything on a conceptual level: things that are active are defined as Yang (white), while the opposite are defined as Yin (black). Tian applies these concepts to his elemental affinity of Wind: still air is akin to Yin, and flowing air is akin to Yang. The balance between these two and their respective energies is at the core of his magecraft, with each form containing a tiny dot of the other.

While this alone would not be enough to distinguish him among Eastern magi, Tian's true strength lies in his ideal manner of breathing and walking, a natural and controlled way of breathing and steps that produce no wasted movement. In addition to being an adept in martial arts, his entire body acts as a single natural Circuit, such that his breathing, movement, body, and very existence can cause supernatural phenomena, allowing him to invoke his magic without relying on incantations. This skill is said to be capable of reproducing even greater mysteries than conventional Magecraft, but because of Tian's young age he is still far from reaching such heights.

History:
Feng Tian was born into a school of Eastern magi, a coalition of families who operated together in a similar manner to the magi of the Clock Tower, albeit with much less overall power and influence. Recognized as a prodigy at a very young age, he was elevated above his peers, which in turn stoked jealousy and led to him growing up isolated from those around his age. There was a great deal of politics and infighting concerning his fate, none of which Tian understood particularly well; so rather than attempt to meddle with the workings of his school he simply ignored those scheming over his future and devoted himself to training under his mentor Xia Ju, a magus from the previous generation who had mastered the techniques of breathing and walking. Together they mostly shut themselves off from their school and the world at large, appearing only when called upon and spending most of their time focused on learning their art, and how to connect their inner worlds to the outer world.

When the Association managed to create a lesser Grail, Tian's school jumped at the chance to be the first ones to reach the Root, and used their connections with the Association to secure themselves one of the Master positions in the upcoming Grail War. Aware of the opportunity as well as the risks, they elected not to risk losing Xia Ju and to instead send the young Feng Tian, who was powerful enough to stand a chance of winning, whilst still being sufficiently disposable to be sacrificed if he were to lose. Without really paying much attention to the significance of the ritual or why they wanted him to participate, Tian obeyed, traveling overseas for the first time of his life to fight a war he'd never even heard of until recently...

Other:
He likes birds, fish, flowers, tarts, and painting. He can speak Japanese and English reasonably well, along with his native language.

Berserker

Name: Ibaraki Dōji
Class: Berserker

Appearance

Personality:
In her childhood, Ibaraki-douji was strictly disciplined by her mother, who was descended from a noble bloodline and taught her to take pride in being a fearsome Oni. As such, Ibaraki-douji is very self-aware of her responsibility as the child of her noble mother: to lead and unify the last of the Oni, even when they were on the verge of extinction after their near-eradication by humans. In order to do this, Ibaraki established a standard set of rules, and any of the Onis that broke said rules would be spanked with her iron staff. (Of course, Shuten wass the sole exception.) She is a demon, so from a human's point of view, she is unmistakably a wicked beast. At her core, however, she is a belle who respects order and ponders over the fate of her brethren.

While Ibaraki-douji's appearance exudes innocence, her very state of being is that of an Oni: hurting humans, devouring humans, loving blood. However, she was never one predisposed to selfishly enjoying slaughter and massacre. Her nature is not that of an Oni that brings disorder to the world; in the end, she devours humans as an Oni, as a living being. One can say that she is close to being a wild animal. For example, even if she appears to be fascinated with sweets, her nature is nothing like that of a young human girl. Depending on the circumstances, she just might devour even the human who enticed her with sweets. Never ever take a lion for a cat. Never. Ever.

Yet... If one actually succeeds on feeding her, she just might display a lovely smile.

Stats:
Strength: B
Endurance: A+
Agility: C
Mana: C
Luck: B
Noble Phantasm: C

Class Skills:
- Mad Enhancement B: Ranks up basic parameters such as Strength and Endurance, but deprives the user of their sense of reason. However, because of her characteristics as an oni-kind, its power is exceptionally controllable. Her reasoning remains intact, and she can calm down and have a normal conversation.

Personal Skills:
- Demonic Nature of Oni A: a Skill to represent the demonic nature and power of an Oni. Only Oni Kinds and mixed-race beings with Oni blood are able to acquire this Skill. It is a mixed Skill of the Mana Burst Skill, Charisma Skill, Monstrous Strength Skill, Natural Monster Skill, etc. In the case of Ibaraki-douji, her Mana Burst becomes "Flames". Even a single blow from an Oni that combines high-rank STR, Rank A Monstrous Strength, and Rank A Mana Burst would result in an astounding amount of destructive force, devastating the target.
- Disengage A: the ability to withdraw from the battlefield in the midst of combat or reset the battle conditions. Has the bonus effect of returning battle conditions to what they were at the beginning of the fight, and restores the condition of this Skill to its initial value. At the same time, it forcibly releases curses and status ailments inflicted on the user of this Skill.
- Morph A: it's possible for her to shapeshift to other forms, such as a child or even a giant. Since her basic physical frame no longer grows anymore, Ibaraki-douji uses this skill to the extreme, zealously striving everyday to become the great oni anyone and everyone would fear.

Noble Phantasm(s):
Name: Bone Sword (Nameless)
Rank: E
Type: Anti-unit

Appearance

Effects: The great blade of bone that only demonkin may hold, a mass of curses and grudges incomparable with the likes of swords made by iron.
Not made of steel tempered by fire of hell, it is made of the bones of demonkin, the firmest and most solid above land. For several hundred days it was tempered into first-rate sword, swung beneath the moonlit night with a demonic aura drifting about its blade.

Name: Rashōmon Dai Engi - Great Grudge of Rashōmon
Rank: B
Type: Anti-Unit/Anti-Army

Appearance

Effects: Her right hand, severed by one of Minamoto no Raikou's Four Heavenly Kings, Watanabe no Tsuna. Normally it is properly attached, but she can freely detach and manipulate it, making it flutter about in the sky or even having it act as an offensive weapon. Her fist, clad in the dreadful, sweltering heat of the oni kin, enlarges in size, just like that of a great oni. It then tears through the enemy lines and destroys them.

Name: Ooeyama Dai Engi - Great Flame of Mount Ooe
Rank: B+
Type: Anti-Unit
Appearance: Fire. Lots of fire.
Effects: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Specialization of the Sougenbi for anti-unit usage in battle. Ten consecutive attacks of scorching heat that completely, thoroughly crush and burn up to three separate targets, scorching the enemy to cinders, and leaving only their bones charred to black coals.

Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Changes: n/a

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

Set faster, sun.

School was out, by now, and nightfall couldn't come quickly enough. Not that Tokiko had gone to school that day— she'd been too tired, after the long night before —but perhaps she should have. Something to take her mind off the upcoming battles would have been nice, might have stopped her from spending every waking moment fretting about the upcoming battles.

Why hadn't Sonya been able to take out Naoko? Had the opponent really been that strong, or was she just a scrub? And then there was the rumor going around on the chatroom about a rabbit-masked figure... It sounded like something out of a creepypasta, and Tokiko was tempted to put her moderator powers to use and just delete all the messages related to it, but something gave her pause. This was the Hex Night, wasn't it? There was a chance that such a phenomenon could be real. She'd never heard of a Shade wearing a mask, but it might have been some visiting magical girl, or an Archetype.

In fact, the more Tokiko thought about it, the more curious she became. She sat quietly on a park bench, sipping a canned coffee and thinking... it was probably nothing, probably just a stupid rumor, but as a scientist, she ought to at least look for evidence before drawing a conclusion, right?

She reached for her phone, considering texting Hikari, and then decided against it. After all, it wasn't like the newbie magical girl would have any interest in investigating something like this. She probably just thinks I'm weird, anyway.

Sighing, she downed the last dregs of her coffee and crushed the can, resolving herself. I'll find a good place to transform... and then use that device, and confirm these rumors for myself.

And if it turned out to be false, then 'snowfairy' was totally getting banned!

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

A moment after they'd arrived on the scene, Mr. Kissinger piped up with a suggestion. And in turn, Selas nodded. "It's not my specialty, but..."

She help up one hand, closing her eyes.

"If these walls be my Lady's demesne
And I her chambermaid,
Then no blemish,
blot,
nor faded tint
Is permitted to slip my gaze."

Something rippled through the air, a gentle wave of power echoing in the wake of her voice. It washed over her coat, and suddenly tiny pinpricks lit up with a faint glow across its fabric, specks of dust and dirt lit up by the spell's effect. As it reached the ground, it highlighted a mosaic of grime, revealing faint smudges where police officers' shoes had left their traces, and outlined the bloodstains in bright orange, down to the tiniest scattered fleck.

That had been Selas' primary goal: if the killer had collected the organs after the murder then they might have left some tiny drop or streak behind, indicating the direction in which they fled. Which could lead to further clues. However, the mage's attention was quickly caught by something else entirely.

There were marks on the walls. Faint enough to be nearly invisible at a glance, but her spell caught them nevertheless, lighting up their edges and clearly revealing their individual shapes.

@KoL@Bartimaeus@VitaVitaAR

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

As soon as the full party for one of the scenes has posted, I'll update for them! ... I don't think one has but I could be mistaken. ^^;

@VitaVitaAR

Me, KoL, and Bartimaeus have all posted for our scene... and IIRC it was just the three of us in that group.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

“Uuuuuuuuuuuugggghhhh…”

Tokiko blinked. There was sun streaming through her curtains… how long had she been asleep?

She didn’t remember much from after the training session last night. No, wait… Hikari had complained, and then they’d gone their separate ways. Why couldn’t she be more grateful… Tokiko rolled over and buried her face in her pillow. Whatever. It’s not like I care.

There was… school and stuff going on. Probably. But it didn’t really matter, she didn’t feel like doing anything at all right now, except maybe falling back asleep. Maybe I can just doze off all day and wake up in time for Hex Night…

So she curled up in a comfortable position, and prepared to fall back to sleep.

…

… Okay, maybe it wasn’t quite so comfortable as she’d first thought. Sighing, she rolled over again, and closed her eyes.

…

…

… God damn it.

Try as she might, she couldn’t get everything that had happened last night. The excitement, the danger, the thrill of meeting a girl who she sort-of maybe-got-along-with-when-they-weren’t-arguing… She had no choice then. With a loud groan, she sat up and reached for her phone.

*** User MEGA_GENIUS has entered the chat ***

[MEGA_GENIUS]: sup dorks
[MEGA_GENIUS]: anyone get KOd last night or what

While she waited for replies to pop up, she sent out a private message as well.

***Private Message TO User:[Destroyer]
FROM User:[MEGA_GENIUS]***

Hey
You’re Sonya, right?
Did you get ‘em?

@TheFake

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

[S]: Hey
[S]: You were right
[S]: It /was/ about the Ripper

[N]: When am I ever wrong?

[S]: Rarely, I'll grant
[S]: So. Our boys in blue find anything?

[N]: There's coroner's reports, photos, some trace evidence
[N]: It's unsolved, obviously, but they've been able to identify the bodies

[S]: Good
[S]: Send me the files

***

Selas rejoined Grain and Samuel at the scene, arriving just in time to slip through the police cordon with Dame Blackmore. Once they were past, she strode ahead of the other two, stepping carefully around the chalk outline and frowning down at the bloodstains.

"Sloppy." Her nose wrinkled; there was still a lingering smell in the air. "Medical knowledge or no, this looks more like a butcher's work than a surgeon's."

@KoL@Bartimaeus

Fate/esoterica

Berserker

While Estelle was busy with her bath, Berserker saw to some preparations of her own. After all, if she was to accompany her Master around town by the light of day, she ought to dress the part, no? The clothing she’d been summoned with as a Berserker didn’t fit this era at all, and traveling in spirit form… well, it wasn’t out of the question, but a young girl appearing to wander about unaccompanied might attract undue concern. Whereas if Berserker accompanied her, they would surely pass as mother and daughter. And if Master got scared and wanted someone to hold her hand, or if she tripped up and scraped her knee, or if anything at all were to happen to her, then her gentle mother would be there to make sure everything was all right… Yes, the more Berserker thought about this idea, the more sensible it began to seem!

Whatever the reason for their disappearance, the Varianbec family had left behind an extensive wardrobe to choose from. Which was good, since… well, it took quite some searching to find anything that would properly fit Berserker’s figure. In the end, she settled on an elegant white frilled blouse and a knee-length black skirt, formal and fashionable without being imposing.

By the time Estelle had finished, her Servant was already waiting for her. “Shall we go, Master?”

***

A thousand years since she had died, and halfway across the world; was it any surprise that Redrock was like nothing she’d ever seen before?

A backwater town, but the size of a city. Fresh food and running water, peasants who ate like kings, but all so uncultured. And the architecture, buildings of imposing size piled together without the least bit of elegance! If it came to it, Berserker decided, she would not feel too bad about ruining a few of them…

But right now, the Grail War seemed far away. And in spite of it all (the pungent smells that hung thick in the air, the lingering eyes of passing men), she was beaming with happiness, pleased as a woman could be. Never straying more than an arm’s length from her Master’s side, she peppered the little girl with questions:

“Estelle, what’s that they’re selling there?”

“Do all of these houses fly the flag of their country? Ahh, how loyal…”

“Does your family have a car? I could learn to drive you, if you like.”

And finally, pointing towards a small diner: “Ah, have you eaten in a place like this before?” It smelled dirty, somehow uncouth… but mildly tantalizing, in its own strange way.

@VitaVitaAR

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

"Mm."

Selas wasted no time in getting to business. With a short nod, she acknowledged her assignment, before rising to her feet and striding straight across the room towards the door.

"No need for that." She swept between Grain and Arinne just as the former addressed the latter. "I'll meet you there, Dame Blackmore. See to it that Mr. Kissinger has a safe trip." And then, without even waiting for a reply, she left.

Were anyone to glance through the doorway immediately afterwards, they might see her slim figure receding into the distance down the hall. It could be assumed, seeing as she was bound by contract, that Selas would indeed be visiting the second crime scene with Grain and Samuel; she just had no intentions of traveling alongside them. Nor, apparently, any need for further specifics on location or timing.

@KoL@Bartimaeus