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Yinha Karathros





The High Elf grit her teeth a little as her arm was twisted in a sick Indian burn by the feral corpse, the pain very much palpable from the twisting and zombie being on fire and all, but it all would not last too long. Before it could go beyond, or get help from its brethren, the corpse would eventually and summarily crumple into a flaming and properly slain heap on the floor from the combination of fire and holy damage tearing into it. It only left some minor wounds on Yinha's left arm, but while the minor damage was visible...at the very least it was not anything serious. Before the other corpses could grab onto her, however, Yinha began to run to the side along the the front wall as her angelic summon began to follow orders...and begin trying to cleave zombie heads with its sword while trying to knock others over with its shield.

As the Angelic Mage all too well know, these things were dangerous in number despite their individual weakness. Yet at least she could move faster than their meager shuffling movements, and had...'experience' in this type of situation. A light shudder ran down her back as she every so faintly recalled some of that past, as her mind pushed out the thoughts forcefully to return her to the current situation. Yes. She could not afford to be distracted.

Furthermore, it seemed she was not the only one in need of help.

"Holy Restoration! Holy Restoration!! Holy Restoration!!!"

The Angelic Mage cast her spell as she ran, after hearing the bellowing of the Paladin nearby and that of the rather large Lizardman fighting the 'necromancer' in question. A couple of Holy Restorations were cast in succession as Yinha actively sought to avoid the zombies and get around them towards where Kaze was. Or, if the latter wasn't possible, kite the slow shambling corpses somewhat in the meantime. Better than nothing, at least, and especially better than standing still to get grabbed by zombies.

Kaze and Vani would each find themselves covered in a very faint glow of light, the former also finding his vision returning as the spell removed the single negative status effect/debuff from him, as for the next thirty seconds they would find their wounds healing some while they fought on. Even the broken body of the still not-dead Archer would be coated in the same light, and begin to heal some over the next thirty seconds. A handy spell in Yinha's arsenal to be sure, but even so-

"Could use some help here!"

-...why did everyone always go for the healer?! She knew the strategic reasoning, which was sound, but it still felt exasperating to her even in that more mechanical mindset of hers.
Momotaro


Streets of Fusang, Headed Towards A Park, Sino-Japanese Quarter





The Japanese heroic spirit merely gave a light 'shrug', as the modern world so termed it, before giving a soft smile to Charlotte. At least she was thinking of things to do while out here, that was good! Yes, a good start to better habits overall to accompany the girl's studiousness. Or perhaps his hopes were getting a tad high at the moment. Frankly, though, he didn't much care either way. Progress was progress.

"I was hoping to get you to at least sit upon a bench and get some fresh air. That and walking back home if nothing else," Momotaro said, giving a soft but polite chuckle before continuing, "Of course, if you would wish to eat or shop about some first I would be happy to follow."

However, if she had tried to run back to her hidey hole in an instant he felt he might have summoned Monkey to grab her. A rash decision that would have been, but in the end he was merely concerned with Charlotte's health. Good habits nourished the mind! Such was the wisdom of his own human parents, in an age where the oni had been at the top of the food chain before he came along. That and her seeming inclination, at least to his eyes somewhat, to seemingly treat a 'Servant' as a 'servant' more than the powerful 'could kill someone if they get pissed off heroic spirit' familiars they were. Ah. She did have him there for her, at least, too help with any mess and 'problem people' or their servants. One thing at a time, however, just one thing at a time to try to help foster her growth.

"...Can almost smell those Tamafries from here...," the Rider-class servant quietly mumbled under his breath to himself, attempting to be subtle about it at least.
*Yinha's arm just falls off*

"...Tis but a scratch."

XD
@XaltwindShould i say anything about the zombie dying in my post, if it won't last that long with the dual damage? Or just let you continue? Just to ask at least, ah, i mean.
*cast indiscriminate healing spells on everyone because this situation stinks and she has no idea who is hurt or not*

:P

but noted, as that does make sense on Yinha's part with the illusion and all.
Wha-?! Curses! Foiled again after trying to be fancy!

Though i feel Yinha would have at least stepped out of the way of the zombie's grab, rather than let it actually nab her. Haha. But hey, all is chill regardless. :P

And on the bright side, our kill count is rising...lol.

Mage shall be casting some heals and such for those about her in a moment tho. Or as soon as i get a response post up. I had a suspicion the church party needed a healer. XD
Good to see another Fate RP out there! Keep it up! :P

Do regret not joining in time tho. But hey, ya win some ya lose some. XD
Momotaro


Streets of Fusang, Headed Towards A Park, Sino-Japanese Quarter





The Rider didn't not even flinch at the book bopping his head, merely looking back in mild annoyance at his master's action before letting out a small sigh. Sometimes he wondered if his master realized just what she had actually summoned, at least when it came to the nature of servants. Some servant with far less of a civilized 'mindset' than his might have cleaved her head clean off for such an imperious attitude in this moment! Argh...but Pheasant did have a point, she was merely a youthful girl and he a heroic spirit who had long lived a life only to return in a youthful state. Not that he hadn't been sober in his youth anyways...

The blue-haired male servant ever so slightly shook his head side to side, taking himself out a train of thought before following along behind his master. He could not blame her, however, for wanting to live up to her family's legacy. She was performing her work and studies admirably, and such filial piety shown in the pursuit of her family's legacy at this time in her life was respectable. It was one reason he'd answered her summons, after all...though he felt it would be uncouth to become a mere 'yes man', as modern humans termed it.

"To care for the mind, one must also care for the body. Nourishment, exercise, fresh air, all of it factors into an overall well-being a growing and functional human being needs, Master," he said, calmly speaking as he walked up by her side to keep pace, looking forward beyond them towards the direction of the park, "I will confess my worries got the best of me back there, however, to the end of dragging you out here as I have. My apologies."

The male servant took a gentle, deep breath of the fresh air. Ah. It was not the same as home, when he had been alive so long ago, but it was closer to it than some other places at least.

Moved Firand'r too the CHAR tab! :)

Also, here is my second OC! Jotted down as much as i could think of, and then decided to plop it here to get GM input so it can be edited and fixed down into something approve-able and the like.

Also asked about the other cyborg (true) appearance pic on the RP's server on Discord, got no response. So i am hoping its ok. XD

So without further ado..."TITAN" TAKES THE FIELD! :D









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