"Eh? Why'd you send them a request for that kinda stuff? Its....kinda strange, boss, even by your usual standards," the void-touched magical girl said as she sat on the bench near where school buses used to come, doing so in her un-transformed state, tone more curious than usual.
The inky black orb sitting next to her seemed to turn back toward her, as if to look back at her once more as she sat there. Annabelle's legs swang a bit with a rhythmic motion. It had actually turned out to be a...well, good day so far in terms of herself. A couple new friends, they ate some burgers....heck, she had even asked Chef to make em' extra special for the occasion. Then they had talked a bit personally, discussed things, then it eventually payments and that sorta thing.
'All in good time, my herald. Much is needed, and more is necessary before things are ready. And more territory has just been secured, with more to be gained.'
She supposed Soth knew what he was doing. He was one of the oldest things in the universe, after all! He had to know what he was doing, and though he had some distaste for the other two at least he wasn't being mean about it. Annabelle was happy about that much, and happy to have some new friends. Though she almost felt...somewhat protective of the in regards to her boss? It was kinda odd, but at the same time to her it was kinda nice as well....
....It was like she finally had something.....no, someone(s) to protect now, actually~
But before her happier trail of thoughts could continue, a voice rang out from down below. A figure, yes, someone had run onto the grounds of the school, into her master's territory without so much as a 'please' of all things. It was just about the second time today, but to the red-haired magical girl at least it was something to do! Quickly uttering her transformation phrase, Annabelle shifted into her magical girl form before waving a hand at the inky black orb next to her.
Swiftly, it over down and opened up into a small portal below her, enough to jump down into for a quick trip to somewhere. Especially on these grounds. A light glimmer of glee on her face, Annabelle leapt off with roof without hesitation and into the portal.
A moment later, the Knight of Rose would see an inky black portal of darkness open up on the cieling of the hallway, a bit in front of her. Moments later, a magical girl, perhaps one of a familiar appearance if she remember the earlier incident, fell down through the portal and landed on her feet. A look of glee was on the girl's face, perhaps from the fall she took, before she looked up at Amaryllis as she dusted herself off.
Beyond that, Soth's own forces and such that were inside the school were already moving around inside, stealthy and hidden form perception by their lord just in case. Full alert for the second time in the day, actually. It had almost made the "chef" roll its many eyes in exasperation once more at things, though perhaps this one wouldn't have its lord's herald coming here asking for food for them this time. Yeesh. Then again, it had at least been some added practice in variety for the "chef", so that much it was glad for.
"Hey, a visitor! I must be popular today, haha!" Annabelle said to the other magical girl, giving a light giggle afterwards before seeming to calm down a bit more seriously for the occasion, "So, what brings ya here into Lord Soth's territory? Need some work, or to talk, or somethin'?
Er, and to clarify the 'threshold' proper was kinda on the property line, not here. Buuuuuuut the boss seems in a good mood today, so that's cool!"
Actually, she couldn't tell his mood right now. But considering the living status of this person, to Annabelle he must have been in a better mood than earlier!
A pair of magical girls watched the city, one on the ground and the other viewing the sky.
Someone had unleashed a deal of spirits into the area, which after some events had been stopped and other magical girls (and a magical boy it had seemed) had stepped in to assist the victims. At least, those they could assist if naught else.
But for Nina Kujo, this was not enough. Avoiding interference was something she regretted now, though Alice had been (even if Nina wouldn't admit it) right about keeping back in case a territorial magical girl....or heaven forbid another psycho girl like the one who had eaten dead bodies, had showed up. This was new territory for them, something they didn't know for sure all the ins and outs of amidst the large and local magical girl populace. Many different patrons potentially at play too, which was a potential danger to boot if one took a dislike to them.
"Yare yare, Red Rifle. You seen the one who did this yet? I'm investigating near the scene for clues," the 'Stardust Crusader' said into the cellphone in her right hand, it and its also-stolen twin both possessed with a couple spirits to allow herself and Alice to communicate freely without interference. Her left hand, specifically the thumb of it, was stuck in the waistband on her pants with her hang hanging there in place, much like a delinquent would do casually in some sort of anime.
The oddly-dressed girl was leaning against the side of a building, standing in a nearby alley from the scene of the attacks. She could see the bodies covered in sheets, the blood staining them and the ground, and the damage fleeing or otherwise slain people had caused in some fashion during the chaotic mess Alice had described to her. It was...disgusting. Nina loathed it with every fiber of her body, and had come here amidst her ground search for the supposed "perpetrator" to, in her own manner, pay silent respects to the dead. Not that she could admit it to her companion, but regardless of Alice knowing it not....it was her own prerogative to do it anyway!
However, she did see something odd at the intersection at she observed it. Two girls, looking at once of the dead bodies as it would seem. Motorcycle visible out of the corner of Nina's eyes a little ways away from them. Magical girls, perhaps, coming to investigate the damage? Wait, was that the light din of an actual ringing cellphone? Nina had no complete idea about things, but for all she knew they knew the poor man whose body lied dead on the ground.
"....Hmpf, bastard who did this is gonna get a fist in their ugly-," Nina said as she had begun to speak quietly to herself
"Ey, i might have a visual on the girl. Same one i saw earlier anyways. Seems to be doing a low fly-by over the city, maybe wants to check back up on her work? Regardless, i'll just keep a watch on her for now and update ya as i watch her," Alice said over the phone, interrupting Nina without telling the other girl she'd accidentally left the line open while talking to herself, "Go to the scene and keep an eye on things, for the moment being. See if she comes there, since i told you what she looks like already. If she decided to get too close to things and confirms my guesses, we can decide from there. Red Rifle, out."
Alice adjusted her sniping position a bit after closing the line of communication, before looking back into her "scope" and continuing to track the location of her "quarry" as they moved about. She herself had become accustomed to this 'scandalous' outfit, sniping from several positions, similar things of the sorts as the situation had required. It was all part of her work as a magical girl. But one thing she was happy Nina hadn't quite yet "adjusted to" was senseless killing scenes. It was disgusting, terrible, but not always something they could do things about. At least for today, conforming their potential target, tracking her, and most importantly: attempting to stop any possible other attempts to release spirits in this city today.
Sure it risked someone getting huffy, but some could maybe see it as a kindness wanting to try to hunt down a perpetrator and cut off their evil actions at the source. Some just saw it in a grey light, some got angry if the perpetrator was a comrade for some reason. Alice had seen it all, so many deaths, so many monsters, so many things gone right to hell that brought out the darkest sides of the world around them. Nina seemed to have adjusted to many things well so far, especially under her tutoring, and yet the truth was that she like herself still had growing and learning to do.
They all still had to learn and grow in this "profession", really, according to Alice's own thoughts on the matter. Otherwise, how could anyone survive in this kind of role for long if they never learned a thing or never continued to learn?
Grabbing up her Poisoned Spear from right next to her, Nyma did the next thing that came to mind. She swiftly charged forward, spear held in both hands, and to the best of her ability she drove her spear at/into the back of the Alpha Ogre's remaining knee from the side. In essence, aiming to kneecap its last leg from the vulnerable side whilst...staying out of the line of fire. What was the line of fire though? The Alpha Ogre was right there, one leg cut off and limping on the other, and his body was swelled up in size. Further, the alpha had turned to attack the goblin with the sword who had slashed off that other leg. One could say, in terms of her idea, all she needed was a bit of...."leverage". Or perhaps, "gravity" to work for her in this instance.
What was bigger and more swelled up than before had to come down sometime, right? Preferably back onto the ground.
So yes, in fact the space that was now behind the Alpha Ogre was potentially dangerous.
"TIMBER!!!" Nyma shouted as loud as she could as she (hopefully) made contact with her target with her Poisoned Spear, right and true in her aim as much as she could and hoping beyond hope she wasn't in the path of where it fell.
Maybe someone would think to plant a spear or such behind its falling hulk of a body to kill it. Or at least hurt it more.
Preferably, to her, they perhaps all didn't want to die here.
-2 wooden spears, each made from a long, young tree with twig-sized branches having been plucked off. Its base is just thick enough to be considered a very small club head, and this part has been sharpened into a honed and very effective point with enough weight to balance the head and help it do more damage on impact. Gives a bit of reach like any basic weapon might, and has a healthy length, durability, and flexibility to also function very usefully as well.
(1 was left at cave)
(the 1 she has with her was dipped in spider venom to soak the pointy end of it, making it a "Poisoned Spear")
-1 young tree like the 2 others she already sharpened into a spear. The other was left to Goblin Barth, along with his walking stick.
(left at cave)
-3 rocks, one of them rather sharp, she has allowed herself and Barth to use to sharpen their sticks into spears for hunting and protection
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-Red Skull Bracelet: A boon from the Goddess Duvelna. Grants the ability to see souls. The ability to see souls and their strength. The user can see enemies even in pitch darkness so long as they are alive and contain a soul, or something like seeing a soul on the other side of a wall. Can also see the strength of the soul to determine strength of the creature or life expectancy. However, this all in regards to range is limited to range of the wielder's natural vision range. Cannot see one's own soul whilst wearing the bracelet, though others with the bracelet can see for them.
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-Knowledge Of The 3: Knowing the names of the god and goddesses of the world they live in they can now properly worship them.
***God of light Ramos he is the god of light and he gives us the very sun we see during the day he is purity itself and as such is mostly worshiped by most creatures in one form or another.
***Duvelna she is the goddess of death and night. She is death itself and must be respected if not feared.
***Shirila the goddess of the earth as she is the embodiment of the earth and life itself, she is also known as the eternal mother.
-Fairy Knowledge: Now knows of the fairies (and nymphs) that inhabit the forest around her
-Silk Spinning: She has learned how to create her own silk through her fingertips, allowing her to create traps and snares without supplies. However, it isn't controllable at first and acts like silly string.
-Barbed Webbing: The webbing she spews out from her fingers has barbs, otherwise known as sharp needles, in the webbing itself. This allows the webs to not only trap larger prey better, but can hurt enemies simply by touching them/the webbing.
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-“Connection to Nature”: Due to her innate and lifelong connection to nature she built up in her past life, as a goblin Nyma bears this skill/gift in her new life. This skill allows her to connect with things such as elementals, elves, forest spirits, and the like, which includes being able to communicate with them as part of this connection.
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-Knowledge Where Animal In The Starting Forest Are
***The rabbits are easy to find, as they prefer bushes and berries they aren't hard to find.
***There are beasts known as vipers and they are snakes larger then yourself, dangerously poisonous if you use this cave as your starting point. They are found to the south east.
***Next are spiders and they are found to the northeast. Are also poisonous. (won't deal with at same time as vipers due to their separate locations)
***The wolves can be beaten however their threat is in their numbers and how they coordinate, never attack a pack alone as its suicide. They are found to the west, but during the night they travel to the east. They know better then to come in the cave, but outside you are fair game.
***Finally bats are usually found in the north, and prefer to hide in trees to avoid sunlight.
Note: "Keep in mind the farther your travel from this cave the more dangerous the beasts."
New Base, Shinto Outskirts, A Rare Lucius-Free-Zone
Leaving to ---->
Base of Operations, Safe Zone, Shinto Outskirts
No.
That....it....no, it couldn't be.
Something like "that" should not exist, there....there was no chance, right?
But she felt it, that creeping, that aura, that power.
One of "those" was here-
-a true Monster it felt like.
Something that would tear down the human order, butcher humanity, bring and end to this world.
A monster beyond monsters.
"Ilya Muromets, servant of the class of Rider, go assist anyone seeking to slay that...that thing My forces shall come follow to help heal the others there, but that thing needs to be stopped....or even the Grail will not matter anymore. Use any Noble Phantasms you need to as well, but make them count."
Sophia sounded...somber, more somber and to the point than she had been after losing her other servant, more somber than she had ever been in life. The feeling, that aura....it was like a predator and this world was its prey. Human Order was its prey. The Modern Age, those living in it, everything was at stake here. Nothing needed to be held back. They needed to act.....NOW. So she had given her orders to her servant, with none more to be said...none more needed to be said really.
"All hands go to assist in the slaying of the beast! Provide support to the servants there as best as you can by forming a camp for masters and supporting efforts! The rest of you, on me! We are going to assist as well, but you lot stay with me only. Get moving, NOW!!!"
Dozens of manufactured homunculi, ones she had produced in the field here since creating an alchemy lab at her original base's location, began to hurry out of her new base's location. About 4 headed toward the Hotsprings, where the meeting would be, whilst the rest were making for the location of this "beast". Their first task? Keep a safe distance, heal participating servants, create a camp a good distance from the conflict in a zone that starting off would be "safe", and able to be used to organize things and cast healing at the other servant in the field. Further, from here an evacuation could be issued to civilians in the area, which would be their secondary task aside from "assisting" in the defeat of this beast how they could.
Even the network Sophia had created sent out its small army of "relevant" bodies to go to the conflict. The guard dogs were kept back, and the army of familiars was being preserved for the moment in case of their need in other fashions. Other normal familiars in the city were redirected to scout the scene itself from a safe distance, observe the area around, keep all eyes on the danger area to the best degree possible.
Cute Meido #102
Main Lobby, DDD Hotsprings, Foreigner's Lowlands
Leaving to ---->
Base of Operations, Safe Zone, Shinto Outskirts
"Mistress Sophia is setting up a camp for the masters in a safe zone from the conflict, not too far from my mistress' new base of operations. All masters seeking an area to organize need to head there immediately. Four homunculi are en-route here to guide you all to the safe zone for this purpose.
Further, all servants present are requested to present themselves at the danger area in preparation for the battle. Any Caster-class servants are exhorted to enhance the capabilities of the best fighters here and support them. Those with the highest capabilities in battle are exhorted to take the front lines. Archers and those who fight at a distance, to keep farther back to fire into the enemy. Others, to play assisting roles as you see fit to help with in this battle.
Furthermore, for church members present and others who worry about the denizens of Fuyuki, an evacuation of the places closest to the danger zone has been initiated by what few homunculi can be spared. Any assistance in getting the residents that are most in danger to a safe area is welcome.
Finally, my mistress emphasizes that we need to take down this threat as soon as possible, and work together despite our past differences in this war. The survival of humanity is essential," the female homunculus said, her voice booming in volume as it spoke to the other masters, though eventually she looked over to Hideyoshi before speaking once more, "Master Tohsaka, i have been instructed to lead you to your wife immediately.
She is coming to the safe zone to assist in support and organization, and desires to have you with her during this time to keep you most safe. If you would, will you and your guards follow me with haste to her location?"
With her last messages given, the cute maid began to make a break out of the building, with the aim for running to Sophia's new location and Hideyoshi and company following her. There was not time to waste. The future of her mistress, and the human race, was at stake.
Saber: Sigurd, the Dragon Slayer
Leaving At the Speed of Heroism, DDD Hotsprings, Foreigner's Lowlands
Leaving to ---->
Outside Chiron and Gin's Bar, Beast Containment Zone, Shinto
He knew.
He saw.
He felt it in every bone in this body he had been granted by the Holy Grail.
This was a monster. Something that he could feel the evil, the loathing for humanity from even here. It was a monster that to him could be the the antithesis to humanity, to human order, to the entire world in this day and age.
Several spoke up, and the female homunculus spoke of a base of operations and someone trying to help organize things. Sigurd merely drew up his blade and moved from off of the wall. It was time, and even if he burnt out like embers on a dying pyre he would ensure humanity's survival. He would ensure the world of humans never came to an end, at least at this point in time.
He would do this because that was his job.....this was the job of a hero.
"Heores! To battle!" the King of Noble Heroes said aloud, his voice booming through the room before he began to take off to the beast's location with his wife, "My dear, we must assist in destroying this, even if it burns our bodies to cinders. Our Noble Phantasms can help bring this beast down, and if we do this together then naught can stop us.
After we survive, i shall also take you on that 'date' you requested, and we shall see the sights of this land and beyond."
After this, he would take her to see the ends of the world if needed. She may not be his true love, a fact even she was not aware of since such feelings had been hidden deeper down in Sigurd than anyone else, but as his wife he had his duties to her. Though it was of note he did have love for his wife as well, dear Gudrun whose evil ran deep at times when it came to getting her desires....and yet who had given him all of herself and her love to the bitter end. To this end, he would return this in kind now, even if she didn't want it.
The throbbing, dulling pain bounced about in Allison’s skull with each step she took, the ache in her body almost nonexistent in comparison. Classes had been canceled for the day, at least, though had they not been the pain would be too much for her to make it to English anyways. The party of last night had been wild, chaotic, sexy, and most importantly someone had brought the good cheap booze to the “secret party at the trainyard” that had been held. Perhaps somewhat illegal, but it was a thing and she’d gone without a care.
Funny how those words had managed to fit together like that. “Good cheap booze”. Usually it was a lack of taste and triny g to down enough of someone’s watery swill to get drunk enough to not care, but there was a local brewing company that made some fine, affordable stuff for parties at least. However, as her lack of waking up will about midday had shown, the stuff was potent enough to knock her out pretty good.
Though waking up had been another one of “those” mornings where she had to take time to put together the prior night. Bra missing and disappeared, hair tousled, body recalling the warm embrace of a cute girl in some position or another. Haha. Allison would have laughed if she hadn’t been in this level of pain. But if naught else, her purse had been still there in the train car they had goofed off in, right next to her even, and a bottle of painkillers right there with a bottle of half-drunk and now very warm purified water to down it with.
A few ibuprofen later, with some added cursing at the choice of location as her back was a bit sore, and she was finally on her feet once more at least. The shame of walking back to the car, and then getting back to the dorm like this at that, would be there for many….but not her. She was rather used to this type of incident, and usually her phone had the pics to fill in the blackout drunk memories that filled the gaps in her recollection of last night.
“Oi, Brent needs to bring one less keg next week, this shit had me plastered…,” the 25 year old Allison muttered to herself as she moved out of the train car and stood in the midday sun, using a hand to cover her sensitive eyes as she walked into the nearest source of shade next to the following train car, squinting hazily the entire time, “Wait….was i...was i not wearing socks when i came here last night? Crap.”
At least she wasn’t dead or captured by some gang, right?
After everyone was set, Mantis pulled his mask down and drove off. As he was driving he dialed for Whipstitch. He knew she wasn't a fan of his, but he had to get in touch of her. The phone rang for a few moments...
Meanwhile across town Whip was sitting on top of a roof several blocks away from the villain meeting, glaring daggers towards the bar. How dare they manipulate her? How dare they try to strip her off what was hers? Angrily she stabbed a pointed, hardened piece of string into the tarmac that covered the roof.
With a jerk she nearly threw her phone as it went off.
“What?” She snapped irritably.
She sounded quite annoyed. Judah spoke calmly and a little slower than usual so that Whip heard him correctly, ”Hey Whip. We have the location of one of Patriarch's lieutenants. We need you to meet us at the abandoned train yard outside of town. Can you get there without a ride?”
“Yeah, sure, whatever,” Whip huffed before hanging up the phone and standing up. She could make it there in like 15 minutes if she tried. A chance to beat down the men….
Farce was sitting with her knees in her lap, the front seat being her residence for the time being. Mantis had gotten this incredible info, and she wasn’t annoyed by it (hell, it’s the best news to arise from today), but she just wished it was on a better day. Sparce had shut himself up. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, but this time felt different to her. Why did it feel so different to her? Was it the drink she had earlier? She didn’t know, but it alarmed her.
Looking to pass the time, she looked over at Mantis. ”I’m betting you have questions…”
Judah looked ahead as he drove on and replied, ”Actually..you both did well explaining most of the meeting,” he paused and quickly glanced at Farce. She felt confused. There was something going on in that double persona brain of theirs, ”What's on your mind?”
”Sparce. He’s not talking. Normally, he’d be going over everything I did wrong in that situation, but now he’s just silent.” Farce looked out the window. ”I dunno, maybe it’s my nerves and the drinks. I’m just a bit paranoid is all.”
”I hope you didn't drink too much, we need you at the top of your game for this. I really don't know what we are up against. Though it is encouraging that The Community's most powerful Lieutenant has been taken down already.”.
”I mean okay. I can still think straight, but the silence in my head is scary. It’s only wanted when I’m trying to sleep.” Farce tilted her head and returned to looking at Mantis. ”I’m probably just paranoid. Let’s get this over with.”
They drove for a few more minutes before making it nearer to the outskirts of Denver. They collected their thoughts and spotted someone stumbling about on the sidewalk. ”Drunk at this time of day?” Judah shook his head.
Then the thought hit him... Lethal Force had a single vial of power, but no one to give it to. Perhaps Judah could interrogate this individual with his ability and discern whether she would use it for good or not. They didn't have a whole lot of time, but Judah was good at finding someone's motivations and character. It sounded really asinine, ”Should we pull over and talk to this person. We do have that vial.”
Whip touched down beside the car, running a hand along it's top, as she looked inside. “Vial? Missing someone, too.” Her voice dripped with suspicion.
As it had turned out for Allison, more than her socks had been missing. In particular, she had eventually noticed the feeling of jeans rubbing in a way they shouldn’t normally do if she had been….actually wearing something down there right now. Scowling at the thought as her hangover flared up again, she’d begun to scroll through her phone only to find a few pics of...oh. So that’s where “those” had disappeared to last night. Oh. OH. Ok, that was enough looking at the phone for the time being!
Putting her phone in her pocket hastily, Allison stopped walking for a minute, running a hand down her face and lightly slapping each of her cheeks to try to wake herself up more. The parking lot had to be closer by now. They all couldn’t have parked “that” far away after all….right? Regardless, as she looked to her left...the hungover college student noticed something peculiar as a car stopped near her.
”Is...is that a car….no. Did that lady just land next to a car from the sky?” she mumbled to herself, an eyebrow raised as she looked over at the Lethal Force members.
Allison rubbed her eyes, wondering if someone had spiked the drinks. That or she had just seen some parahuman land down….ah. That’d actually make more sense than some kind of incoherent “hangover hallucinations”. She’d been drunk enough times to know the difference by now, actually, though she had no idea if these were just parahumans or a pair-a-thugs.
Farce stared at the girl before she tilted her head at her. ”... I think she might need some help.” Farce opened up the car door and stepped out, drawing her mask as she approached. ”Ma’am? Is everything okay?” She was alone with her own intuition this time. Sparce would just be an asshole to her and reprimand her for being drunk this early… wait a second…
Farce turned around. ”Is she who we were looking for?”
Judah implanted a thought into Farce, ”She is as good as any.” Then he got out of the car. His boots thudded against the pavement as he walked forward, vial in hand. He wore his uniform and to any civilian Judah could easily be mistaken for law enforcement. He began to sense the girl's feelings for any abnormalities. It was apparent she was drunk, but the last thing they needed was someone who was psychotic as well. Then he spoke up, ”Have you been drinking miss?” He looked her over, sensing for anything strange in her response, ”You do realize it is only a little after noon don't you?”
Whip growled, flinging herself between the girl and her ‘team’.
“Fuck off, Mantis. Either I get answers and you treat her with respect or I'll rip your fucking head off.”
There was one thing the hungover college student knew. These people were not cops. As much as the one guy looked like it, the others, what was being said, she was coherent enough to pick up on that and internalize it. Wait….that one had been flying, yeah? And this group looked dressed for a fight, now that she was getting a closer look at em’. But what was this about ‘the one we were looking for’ that one chick said, and that one guy has...what was in that vial thing? A hangover cure?
”Ey, its called a ‘hangover’, the after-effects of havin’ been drunk as hell at a party my sorority had in the trainyard last night….and one of em’ stole my socks too...,” Allison said, giving one last small slap to her cheeks to make her more alert again, as the pain mo the dull the throbbing headache and backache she had flared up again, ”Ugh….Ah, any of you happen to have a superpower that could dull headache more than painkillers? And what this business with that vial that guy’s got?”
Judah glared at Whip for a few seconds before the college girl spoke her piece. Nothing she said contradicted her emotions and body language. She appeared to be telling the truth. Now..would she be useful for their team? Judah responded to her, ”This vial has the ability to grant parahuman powers. As you've probably noticed already, we are not normal..” As Judah spoke, he released a calming aura into the surrounding area. It would potentially relieve her headache for the duration of the ability. Then he continued, ”The question is, are you worth giving it to?”
“More worth than you,” Whip snorted, an inch thick thread coiling around her arms almost idly. “Though this was a great place to swing around in. Those big cranes make nice anchors.” Her attention refocused on the girl suddenly. “Name.” The words weren't exactly a command, but neither were they exactly a question.
Allison stood there for a silent moment, blinking in surprise at the sudden request for her name. More than that, she was rather surprised by the sudden admission of what the vial was, and the asking if she was “worthy” to….drink it or something? What?! What was going on here, why was she being selected for this potential experiment, and why this this all happening today? Though at least she felt the hangover and back pains backing down a bit, somewhat strangely even, but that bit at least was not unwelcome.
”Name’s Allison. But beyond that, lemme’ get this all straight. You have a vial, filled with strange, unknown stuff, that is supposed to give powers? And you want me to drink it is a test of what it does or something?” Allison said, scratching her head a little as she spoke, trying to internalize what she was hearing and seeing here.
Judah shook his head as Whip mentioned swinging around on cranes. She had to be the hardest person to read out of anyone Judah had come into contact with. One moment she was calm and the next she was threatening to kill. He would have to be careful around her.
Judah replied to Allison, ”We want you to explain why it is you think you can handle it. Powers are nothing to give away so easily.” As Judah spoke he looked into her eyes and implanted a thought in her mind, ”I should be honest about myself. What do I have to hide?”
”Allison, right?” Farce spoke up again in the conversation. ”I’m going to suggest you say the first thing that comes to your mind.” Farce shot a nasty glare at Mantis. ”Our resident negotiator{ here can mess with your emotions and implant thoughts in your head.” Farce turned to Mantis directly. ”We don’t need you meddling in her answers, Mantis, no offense.”
... good.
”Where the hell have you been?”
Thinking. Just make sure Mantis isn’t screwing with Allison’s mind.
”I should be honest about myself, What do i have to hide?” Allison said as she followed Farce’s advice, afterwards pausing and blinking in surprise as the thought occurred to that...she hadn’t been on a train of thought like that a moment ago.
Wait, was the guy messing with her head? Maybe, because no hangover had done this type of thing to her so far. Or could that thought be a suggestion from the other girl? Hmm….personally, she only had two things she knew for certain. One, what she had just said, the first thing that had entered her mind, was not the type of thing she’d been thinking about just before. Two, these people were parahumans, and at least two of them seemed to be in vote of not manipulating her. Neat.
”Ok, seriously, you coulda’ just asked, man. I am just a college student, working on a Parahuman Studies degree, and wanna go into law to work to help the Parahuman community. And at that i just woke up after a drunk party held by my sorority had here last night.
I don’t know what this business is about a vial that gives powers, but if you want someone who isn’t gonna go on a murder spree with em’ then i think i’d be good for that.
But if there is anything else, then for the love of Manton may i be told what is going on here properly please?”
Judah raised an eyebrow as Alison replied to his original questions. He was not pleased with Farce giving away his abilities without a thought. Alas, it was too late now.
Interestingly, the girl was not lying as far as Judah could tell. She was either delusional or she was in fact working on a Parahuman Studies degree. ”Very nice,” Judah thought. Just a college kid who was trying to make her way in life. She seemed like as good a candidate as any.
”You would be a good fit for the parahuman community. With this vial you will be granted supernatural abilities without the horrible experiences we all had to go through. However, with powers you will be held to a higher standard and we will do our best to hold you accountable. Like you said, murder sprees are a no no.”
Judah spoke passionately and the others could feel the energy emanating from him. It was obvious he believed what he was saying. Judah took the vial and extended his arm to the girl. What would Allison do with the choice in front of her now?
Free powers? No trigger event or ultimately scarring experience? And this was all being presented to her, now, as she dealt with a hangover after a party? What could she say? She had dreamed of a moment like this happening as a kid, like something outta fictional stories about superheroes. But as an adult she had given up on the idea for the most part, though right now….it was a “yes” or “no” answer. “Do or do not, there is no try”, as one of her favorite movie characters would say…
Without a second thought, Allison grabbed up the vial, popped off the top, and chugged the entire bitter, odd-tasting vial without a second thought. If she died, she at least got to cross this off of her bucket list! If not, then hell this could be an interesting ride she was going to go on!
In a panic at seeing the vial chugged so fast, the twins had switched places as Sparce came into the world once again, his arm raised and him running straight for Allison before tripping and knocking his glasses off. ”Shit!”
Whip swung her thread out, stopping before actually catching Sparce while giving him a glare. “Stay back.”
Suddenly everyone present blacked into the void, an unfathomably large thing, growing and firing something upon another thing just as large.
And then it was gone.
Behind them nothing had seemed to change, Allison looked no different and emotionally felt no different. But inside? She knew she was different. She'd just gained powers, and she could feel the itch to test them.
And she already knew how, didn't she? Not that she needed to show off, but the option existed.
The others should recognize what this meant, anyways.
Whip was the first back on her feet, swaying slightly as her eyes focused and unfocused, a slight twitch active under her left eye.
Her body felt...different. Strange, yet even more “whole” than it had been before for some odd reason. Like another layer had been added to her being, and her brain picked up this as naturally as one might breathe. New information existed in her mind, but it didn’t freak her out. It was as normal to her, as average as walking to class or flirting with the cuties on campus….the latter being odd, but still it was something. Reaching over she rubbed her neck, then her wrists, checking to see if anything off had occured with “that”.
….She really felt like trying this new thing out, though. It wouldn’t hurt anyone if she did that, right? Or maybe it might make them jump. Er, she wasn’t too sure.
One way to find out, just like any scientific experiment. Besides, whatever had happened her hangover felt a lot better than it should now.
She held out one arm, palm down, like Buzz Lightyear in Toy Story using his laser. She was aiming at a nearby train car sitting in the yard. Its rusted exterior was not much, and perhaps it was ready to be decommissioned or such soon. Regardless, Allison took a calming breath...and acted with her new power as naturally as any other Parahuman could.
At the speed of a machine gun pushing out bullets, metal blades fired from the back of her wrist and impaled the side of the train car. In many cases, they punched through its wall and went deeper in. Such speed and firing power, it would have been strange to her “old” self….but now felt as calm and easy as getting to sleep.
After a few seconds of high-rate fire, Allison stopped, looking down at her right wrist as she thought about things. Wait, could she do “that” too? Like in a video game? Maybe. It felt very much possible considering the information her body and brain had now that they didn’t before. Though maybe she had to imagine it? Hmm...
After a moment, the college student extended another blade, this time just one from her right wrist, but this time it was created without firing it from her wrist.
”Oh wow, this is pretty…...COOL!!!” Allison said, the excitement finally hitting her brain after a moment of pause once he had begun speaking, her tone going from a more basic and monotone ‘oh, this is a thing now’ to ‘excited giant child in a candy shop’ in virtually a moment’s notice, though the ‘parahuman studies’ student within her began to surface soon after, ”Ah….ah….whew. This is pretty interesting, actually. I wonder how the body has been altered to handle this new aspect? Hmm….”
Sparce came to during the power demonstration, where he quickly jumped behind Mantis’ car and watched from peeking over the hood. He was starstruck at the capabilities of that power, no doubt. It made him a fair bit jealous, too. It was so cool!
Was it worth the 10k?
”Hell yeah!” Sparce spoke aloud, responding to both Farce’s question and leaving a comment on Allison’s new power. ”What are the blades made of? Looks really fucking sturdy.”
As Judah sat up he watched the display Alison gave. The power was extraordinary. He was grateful they weren't the first subjects of her abilities. He grinned wildly as she fired blade after blade at fantastic speeds. ”She's perfect. Couldn't have picked a better power if I'd tried.” Their team strength went up massively with Allison’s inclusion. But what would she call herself as an official cape? Judah stood and addressed her in a calm tone, ”Tell us, what's your real name?”
“We can do much with you…” Whip muttered, staring at the blades.
Name? Wait...wait just a second!!! She had just inadvertently been recruited by this group. And wiat...how did they get this vial? Did it cost money, and if so was it a lot? It almost made her faint at the prospect of thinking of what sum of money could have been thrown around even for something granting superpowers. Didn’t this also put her into debt-....ah shit. More debt. If the student loans hadn’t already been enough so far….but there was one positive.
She was like the Terminator version of Spiderman! Or maybe that one guy from this anime her roommate had tried to show her. Regardless, this was a-maz,ing!!! It almost had had jumping for joy, save for the fact there were others around her at this time. Ah.
”Eh, name? Like, hero name or something? Hmm…..,” Allison said, her face taking on a musing appearance as her mind raced over the potential names and ideas for things. This could define her life, make her a legend! Or….maybe even make her a big idiot when the name was called out, so with that in mind, she-, ”Excaliblast!”
And with that a new weeb-tastic hero name was chosen, given birth into this world of parahumans.
Appearance: Her face is a pair of blue eyes, somewhat lighter in color, that are set against the background of her smooth and soft white skin. She has long, brown hair whose tone is more towards the lighter end of the spectrum and is kept rather long and flowing in nature. Commonly she keeps it up in a very long ponytail during formal events, and otherwise makes it into a braid for the average day to day activities. She stands at the height of 5’9” and nearly to 5’10”, a very tall woman/girl for her age.
History: Allison Mead is someone who has led a rather average life. Prior to becoming a student at the University of Denver in Colorado, she lived as a normal middle class girl in the state of Tennessee. Her parents were from the North, though whilst this left her without a southern accent in the end she did gain certain “traits” such as a propensity for music and the ability to cook friend chicken from scratch as she grew up. The lattermost thing being a talent a neighbor taught her when babysitting her a few times in the past. She has normally about a couple of friends on average as a kid at any given time, usually in the middle of gossiping about cute things and somewhat stereotypical “girly” things.
This being said, she learned to play the guitar in her free time, played in the percussion section in marching band in high school, and went through a phase of having various boyfriends and girlfriends before she decided to take a break from relationships in her senior year of high school. Beyond this her childhood dream was to become a lawyer to represent Parahumans. So when she began to go to college she took on aiming to go back and learn Law after finishing a major in Parahuman Studies to try to get to her goal of representing the good of the Parahuman population one day. Whether it was for the best or the worst, anywho.
At college she became a party girl, however, drinking and enjoying the get togethers colleges can be apt to generate. She sought to her studies by day, but by night she was a party girl who could not be stopped and who enjoyed life in its raucous, sensual, and joy-filled ways that she could. Though living in Denver proper during college, she has felt surprised she hasn’t run into some kind of supers yet. Though this student’s life is perhaps about to change in more ways than one soon...
Personality
Motivations: Achieve her goals in education, party like it’s the end times with friends and those close to her, find love and maybe a partner, and eventually making enough money to get by in life.
Sexuality: Bisexual (female-leaning)
Likes:
Fine Wines and Cheap Booze (Alcohol)
Exercise
Formal Parties (for finer alcohol and decor/scenes)
Parties (in general)
Dislikes:
Seagulls (they pooped on her during one summer beach party she went to in Mexico during a college summer break with her friends)
White Chocolate (flavor puts her off badly)
Mexican chocolate (that has chilles in it)
Chemistry (the educational topic in general)
Derangement: (None)
Parahumanism
Skills: -
Classification: Blaster
Details: Blade Generation- The user creates metal blades of a steel-titanium alloy to extend from the back of the wrist, able to be fired out as rapidly as a machine gun. Basically endless blade generation, from a basic sword arm to making long beams. Great for utility, blocking paths, basic construction, long range fire, close up combat, etc.
It works from both wrists as well.
Limitations: However, the blades she generates and fires still possess weight, so, for example, she can't just make a two mile long blade still attached to the wrist and expect to swing i around.
As the others went about examining the desk and one of the other locked doors, including the cleaning off of a moldy sandwich, Diana felt a small tug of curiosity toward the door without a lock. Walking over to where scar was, she examined the door for a few seconds, wondering what would be so easily unlocked in this place....and if it had any goodies to snatch for the road ahead. Or whatever else was in this prison right now on the lower levels. Maybe if nothing else it had papers or something like a magical trinket.
"Whatever is down there its probably had to be there for a while now, or something, considering how old that sandwich looked. Anywho, imma check this room out for now and see if anything useful is there! Move, Scar!"
Shrugging mentally to herself after speaking, Diana did the first thing that came to mind for this particular endeavor. Magic power thrummed as she spoke a word, a great word of the dragon tongue that-
"FUS"
-would proceed to try to blow the door to pieces. Albeit, with less force than what had been used on the cell door before.
The maid mentally communicated all she heard back to her mistress. Or rather, it could be said she didn't have to properly due to due to "that" connection. Shortly after, her mistress returned a message in a similar visual manner. Ah.
"Mistress Sophia says she is aware of the situation, having received word that the Einzbern estate in Germany is currently under siege as well. Further, she wishes to bring up that the Matou are, according to her information, the only ones not under fire from the Clocktower at this time. She requests formally that the Matou assist politically in defusing the situation here with the Clocktower due to their position.
However, she agrees that many of the actions of others in this war have been 'utterly foolish', and agrees to these rules and conditions. In her words, 'these are a fair step to reigning in this mess of a Holy Grail War', which in her mind should have been put in place before all of this."
The maid finished sending her mistress' message, pausing a moment and looking down as more information came through. It potentially seemed to be a lot of information due to the length of her pause, and on her mistress' end the maid could perceive the hurried nature of the communication. Afterwards she simply nodded, then looked up again and began to speak once more to the room's occupants.
"Ah, and one more, very urgent, message from Mistress Sophia for the assembled group and organizer.
There is a highly dangerous servant here, one with red hair and a great sword and very high parameters who is likely a Saber. Said servant has been taking over the the land here in ways that threaten this area and the war as well.
Said servant has already slain one very strong servant with ease, and then has seized ownership of this land as well as its leylines using a seemingly unique ability he possesses. This ability also seems capable of controlling even familiars and bounded fields and such things within its radius, according to my mistress, and even after he leaves an area this control lingers. She theorizes that runes, potentially other similar magecraft placed in his presence, would also be 'dominated' and controlled.
However, servants are not subject to this control, save for it instead lowering their strength and abilities.
Should this enemy servant come into contact with the Holy Grail in any capacity, it will be dominated and lost, and none here will have chance to claim it. He is a top priority threat, according to my mistress.
With this in mind, she has given me word to tell you all that she is currently guarding the Grail, this being the reason she hasn't come to the meeting."
Avoiding unnecessary suspicion, getting a fitting set of clothes...yes, this was an idea that Aerith felt she could easily get behind right now. Especially with the anecdote that the city's forces, if "Priestella" was the proper name and she assumed things rightly, were on alert for anything strange or suspicious. Even a group of three stranger that, unbeknownst to Irene and Vasilis to her knowledge, were from another world and had no idea about anything here. Death, a least by guards, was something she wanted to avoid....actually, avoiding the dying altogether was the real desire if she were to be frank. Though whether she or they all could avoid death again or not, just not having to start again at the same position, if they even LIVED again after another death at that, would be preferable. She....wanted to try to be hopeful, at least a bit, even if in the end it was silly to do so.
Though a coach pulled by an earth-like dragon approaching quickly snapped her out of those thoughts for the moment being. At first it was almost a bit jarring, yet keeping tabs on Irene and Vasilis' reactions she allowed herself to finally relax a bit. Even to coachman was friendly to them, petting the "steed" drawing the carriage who seemed very nice and friendly. Walking over, Aerith gently petted the dragon as well, feeling the sensation of its hide as the fact "this is a real thing here" set into her mind and a small smile came to her face. Then after a moment, though, she walked over to the open carriage door.
She let Vasilis help her into the carriage, taking a seat to the side and giving Chieko and Vasilis room to sit. Some of the nerves began to arise again, a small tingle going up her back as if to remind her of things. Ah. Perhaps once they made it to the "Golden Quarter" they could swiftly get better clothes and get better acquainted to this place. At least, if naught else, to get their bearings in a potentially "safer" locale.
At least the trip wasn't bad in getting there. Rather, smooth, actually, making it easier on the teen's nerves at least.
Though now she was looking forward to what clothes they could/would get a bit, if she had to be honest about things.
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