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Crow Takes Flight
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe)
Dusk

@Seirei No Hai


A superior strategy indeed, one could not expect anything less from the famous Nobunaga in the end. As Nobunaga spoke of going on the offense, Nobukara's eyes shined with adoration as she looked upon her beloved ancestor. Everything about her shined, her care for these locals who she didn't even know, her beautiful pride, the way she looked out to the world and saw her future conquest. It was no wonder so many had gathered under her name, she was simply overflowing with raw Charisma.

As Nobunaga approached her, demanding that she find a reason to not go with her wonderful plan, Nobukara was once again reminded of why she had joined this war. This was her reason, to elevate this wonderful existence in front of her to heights never before seen by man. She bent down to one knee, head bowed to the floor as she attempted to hide her massive blush. "Of course Lord Nobunaga. It is as you say, we must go on the attack immediately. When we do find an enemy Servant, I could kill their Master from the shadows to aid in your fight. If it pleases you of course." It would be a simple matter, her Mystic Codes would suppress any hint of her existence, combined with her Ninjutsu it would be easy to act as a true shinobi and strike any unsuspecting Magus before they knew what hit them.

"Something else to consider my lord, but if we find any fallen leylines it would be prudent to set up some sort of trap and wait for enemy Masters to come. Many Magus consider fallen leylines highly valuable as a source of energy, thus it would make the perfect bait for an ambush." This was the difference in their mindsets. As a shinobi, Nobukara had dedicated her training into the art of the perfect assassination, direct confrontations was a last resort for her. However for someone as straightforward as Nobunaga, a conqueror who unified Japan through war, the path to victory lied in battle.
Crow Takes Flight
Embassy of Japan - (High Rise District ~ Arc De Triomphe)
Dusk

@Seirei No Hai


"Thank you my lord. I will do my utmost to follow in your footsteps." While she was completely monotone, her deep blush and somewhat bashful look betrayed how much she enjoyed hearing praise from her great ancestor. She still couldn't even look her in the eye, however that was certainly an improvement from when she initially summoned Nobunaga and she went into full prostration every time she was spoken to. To be able to not only speak to, but also work with the person whom she had modeled her entire life around was... well it was a dream beyond dreams. Even now she could hardly believe she was awake, she couldn't believe she was so close to... her. Admittedly that part had caught her off guard, she had not been expecting her honorable ancestor to look so much like her.

While Nobukara was of course listening intently to everything Lord Nobunaga was saying, she was also focused on the creation of new Odafuda. Many were quick fire curses, likely on the level of a Gandr or something similar, however others were made for more specific purposes. Such as the Odafuda she would be discreetly placing around the Embassy as she prepared a Bounded Field. Or the Odafuda she was making to suppress her Command Seals, thus suppressing her existence to other Masters. All in all, making these would probably take about ten minutes, time was always of the essence, especially in the middle of a war with stakes this high.

After finishing, Nobukara discreetly tucked away the Odafuda and looked Lord Nobunaga in the eyes. Well, she attempted to. Another blush, another quick turn away. "Lord Nobunaga, I would suggest patrolling the 16th Arrondissement so we can lay claim to our territory. I would also suggest first taking time to set up a Bounded Field around the Embassy so nobody can strike us at our home with ease."




Berserker


Mordred -- The Knight of Treachery

Current Location -- M̱̗̫̙̮̪̲̃͐ͬ͝a̧̟͖̻͉̩̻̤̙̾͑̂̑̀s̜͚̞ͯͨͦ̃͐t̪͉̖̩̠̓͌ͩ̑͌̅̍̀͟e̴̠͖̝̩͙̱̍ͨͤ̓ͣŗ̷̰̲̫̭͖̠̱ͦ̆͗͡




A low growl echoed from the knight as she followed her Master, a darkness mist flowing around the Berserker that obscured everything about her. True Name- hidden, Personal Skills- hidden, Noble Phantasms- despite the massive sword she held in her hand, a piece of art that would be clearly recognizable to many heroes, none would be able to puzzle out the name of this kingslaying sword. Everything about this Berserker was an enigma, she couldn't even tell you her name if she wanted to. All that ran through her mind was the thought of getting to slay her king, her ever beloved-

M̩ͮ̉͆ͪ̐̓̏̅̌U̹͙͈̞͎͋͗̎ͦ̌̅̉̚̚R̬͓̻̺̬̲̞̤ͪ̓̔D̞̫̬̣ͩE͕̻̙͇ͬͨͧṞ̼̅͂̆́̐̏̄̂ ̺̞͖̲̪̔͗Ĕ̦̠͔̜̫N͍̝̗̥ͤͥ̍͂͑͆V̦̯͈̦̦̰̙̗͖ͫ̃̇̊͊̉̇ͬY̜̆̊ ͚̦͛ͩ̑͊̊̄̇͆K̘̯̉̃́ͨ̂ͧÌ̖̱͚̺̳̗̩̻̃N͎͖̟̦̱̈͌̑͗͒G̤̘̠̈́ͩ̒ ̰̰͉̟̱̐S͓̞̎ͨ̀ͮL̻̞͔̱̭̫͚̗̾̄ͫ̋ͦ̀ͅA̟͖͛̿̽ͫ̎ͨY̦̙̫̙̻͙̥̳̝ͧ͑̾̽ͮͫ ̙̮̻͓̺̮̩͑ͫͤ̌͒K̭̘͙͉͖͉̇͆ͯͥ͊̚N̜̺̥̼̹͖̜̤̼͑ͥ̍ͯ́ͤ̚̚I̫͈̱͇̮̖̠̣̒̂G̞̟͈̒ͧ̒H̙̘̘̮̃̂ͅT̳̻̪͐ͨ͗͊͋́ͥ̾̚ ͕̺̝̘̬̃̇̏ͨͭ ̹̞̤̻͇̘̖̬͗͛͆̉F̞̫̝̫ͬ͐A̻͓̖͉̯̫͙͎̰ͭ͆̂͌͋M͍͖̹̥̮̟͉̎͐ͪ̅ͪ̉I̩̺̿̂̎̓͌́Ḹ̦̫̺̮̦̳̇͒ͯY̫̲͉͖̱̺̍̌̄͗ ̦͇̟͈̇̓̍ͧ͆̍͐͋̈ͅB̝̝͕̘̫̗ͮ̆ͫͫ̅̐̊ͤE̬͍͋͆̄ͦ͌T̠͍ͬ͛ͫ͋͂̒R̞̳̠̯͖̩̝̙͌ͧ̎̈́ͅA̻̹̮͐ͯ̌̇̿Y̺̘ͯA̰̮͖͋ͬ̎̉̈L͙̳̝̱̟͛̐͌̚ ̯̱̳͉̙̭̰͚ͥ̎ͬ̐̐̾̿͐̀ͅD̜̯̞̮͙̜͓̣̞̄̒̊ͥͬ̿͊̍I̬̺̐̇̾ͅS͓̟̘̻͆ͦͤ͒ͦÅ͕̜̬̺͓ͭͅP͕̭̱͉̓͑̊͗̅͒̅̈́P͎̝̰͍͉͋̂͐͐̍ͪ̐̒O̤͈ͩͦ̊I͈̤͖̝̬̲͍͍̠ͥͣ̊̓ͮ͆ͪͫN̘̰̝̬̺̪͖͋̓T͙̝̖̻͈̗̥͆̍M̫̠͉̓ͩ͗̚E̱̖̞̤̭͇̥̮ͬ͑N͍̣̮̹͉ͮ͌ͭ̃̆̀̆̃Ṱ͕ͭͥ ̩̦̹̪̳̠͚̝̘̓͋̾̎̏̅͆̍H̺̗̦̝͕̺͈ͩ͌̌͆̏͗ͅE͚͓̩̼͈̲͚̹̤ͤͥͦͤ͗̓I̜̲̹̭̦̭̹̳͆ͬͬ͌R̺̪̞̙̎ ̮̺̼̲̻̰ͯ͋ͤͣͅR̙̘͓̤̳͇͆͌ͅE͚͍̠͈̩ͬ͐̿̽̅͂̚V̞̻̺̲̦̜ͮ͂̚E͕͚̳͔̖͙̎ͭ̉̆̀̒̎N̰̞̯̗ͩ̽͒ͭ̋G͙̭̭͉̲͊ͤ̃E͙̻͉̱͇͖͛͑ͥ̉ͨ̋ͨ̈́͐ ̱̓̊́̃͐̓̇͗̋S̠̞̦̱̩̼̼̼ͩ͂ͬL̫̖̮͎̽̽̓ͅͅA̮̬͚̅͒͊U̖̥̓ͦ͑̑̈́̓͆G̙̗̿ͣ̎̂͐̃͐ͮH̲̰̰̮̑̇T̩̞̫̿̾Ȅ͔͍̉̊ͅR͕͇ͦͪ͆ͦ̿ͬ̾ ̬͕̙̩̹̤̄ͫͮR̰̣̍̑̈́A͓̤͖̹̼̮̔̔̎͑Ğ̘Ě̯̥̗̹̫̼͕̺̃ͧ̓ͪͥ̊͑̈́ ̳̮̯̬͙̯̩͛̔Ḟ͈͎̠ͭ̌Ȁ͔͖̮̰͒̂͒ͭͭ͆̓͌T̫͍̔̀̓H̫̣ͯͭ̐ͧ̐̀ͧE̖͚̪̯ͤͥ͂͗̈̀R̠ͤͮ̔̾ͭ̑


It was difficult to tell where her thoughts began and those of her Master ended. They aligned quite closely in the end, both of them embarking on quests of revenge, fueled by hate and rage against those who have wronged them. Perhaps that is why she was summoned by this Master, she answered the call of the one who reminded her of herself.

In the end nobody could know why she was summoned. Only Mordred, who had no ability to communicate just why she had answered the call. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered is that she obey her Master and tear apart everything in their path. For that is what she did, both as a Knight and as a Berserker.
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I've been wanting to get my name capitalized for awhile now, just making it Floodtalon instead of floodtalon. That's all.



He has been called upon. A call to arms, to defend humanity once again.

A Holy Grail War, a battle for the Moon itself.

It was not even a question of if he would answer the call, it was all but guaranteed from the moment it was heard. That desperate plea for help.

Yet he has his doubts regardless. Could he truly help anyone?

All his actions had only resulted in tragedy that first time. Was he truly worthy of the mantle of Hero...

...No, it matters not what has happened in the past.

He would defend the defenseless. He would strike down evil wherever it may appear.

It mattered not whether he considered himself worthy of the title of Hero.

All that mattered is that he did his duty to the best of his abilities.

But perhaps just this once.

Just this once he could consider himself

A Hero of-




Siegfried opened his eyes for the first time again. He was not alone in this experience, surrounded by many legends of old. Some more eccentric than others. Already they fought amongst one another, the personalities of larger than life legends clashing. But it was not his place to stop this fighting, he had learned from his past life. No, all he could do is strike down the foes that lay in front of him, there was no feasible way for him to end the conflict amidst his allies. All he could possibly hope for is that they could put aside their differences for the fate of humanity. He slowly stood up, the weight of his presence becoming instantly noticeable to all the Servants in the room. This man, despite his self doubt, was without a doubt a Top Servant summoned by the Moon Cell.

He passed by the arguing duo of Neith and Quetzalcoatl without fear, partly because he did not want to interrupt their conversation. As he walked towards the gate, his eyes fell upon two things. Two things that made him question the system that summoned him. The first would be that woman who had appeared before any of them. Scathach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows. Someone who for all intents and purposes, should not be summonable. A legend unrecorded within the Throne of Heroes, someone who has not yet died. However the true anomaly was that Monster that stood before the gate. It was unmistakable, there could only be one Monster that looked like that. How the Moon Cell could possibly believe that summoning that thing... ah, how shameful. To judge Minotauros before ever even speaking to it. The Moon Cell saw something in the Berserker. Siegfried had no right to judge someone based off of their past. Especially him.

He approached Minotauros quietly, simply bowing his head and muttering a short "Sorry." before continuing to his destination. He schooled his features and walked towards Scathach, his steps were heavy as his boots clanked against the stone floor of the amphitheater. He soon arrived in front of the regal woman, seemingly staring into her soul. The moment seemingly lasted for an eternity, before Siegfried closed his eyes and bent down onto one knee. His head bowed, eyes to the floor as he spoke. "Rider, Siegfried. I have answered the call of the Moon Cell. Your orders please."



Ami chuckled a little as she heard Tsu-chan setting down, opening her eyes as she stared at her partner in crime. "But Tsu-chan, there's nothing wrong with picking up someone our age from the Red Light District. Unless..." Ami sidled up to Tsuruga quickly, wrapping her arms around her and leaning into her ear. "Are you jealous Tsu-chan? Did you want me to pick you up? I know we're partners and all, but I didn't know you had these feelings about me." A whisper brushed against Tsuruga's ear, the tickle of Ami's long hair against her neck. "You should have just told me... Tsu... chan." She let that hang in the air for as long as possible, really trying to get a good reaction out of her shy partner. Struggling not to crack up for as long as she could. It only took ten seconds for her to lose it. Ami fell to the ground with uproarious laughter, holding her stomach as she tried to catch her breath.

After all that was said and done, Ami got up to her feet and sighed, still chuckling as she brushed off her clothes. "Of course she's gonna be staying at my place! I'll be damned if I'm gonna let you have this adorable little thing all to yourself!" She grabbed Kuro into a hug, snuggling the catgirl and playing with her ears lightly. "Don't worry though, I'm great at sharing. You can come over whenever you want to play with my new cat. Isn't that right Kuro?" That was a complete lie, Ami was horrible at sharing as shown by her outburst just this morning. No need to say it out loud though. "Now then, let's find some adorable new clothes for you, no, for everyone! Oh man, we're gonna have to get sleepover clothes for the whole club huh! We gotta get Touka something green of course, to match with her beautiful hair, Ayumu is gonna want something with lots of bright colors, Apia will get something yellow and black-" And so it would go as Ami walked into the store, fully transformed and dragging Kuro with her. Tonight would be a wild one to be sure.





Elizabeth didn't have much to say, not even reacting all that much to their surprise. A simple wink was the only response given to their exclamation, we all had our secrets after all. How she was able to interact with the world of Magic was just one of hers. Regardless, it certainly took a weight off her shoulders to hear that they were all ready and willing to help her master, no strings attached too. The maid bowed in gratitude, a deep bow, as deep as she could possibly bow. "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. Master Margaret has been sulking in the hotel for the past week now, ever since that ruffian came in and... I'm getting ahead of myself. Master Margaret will be able to explain everything to you when you arrive. You'll want to go to the penthouse suite, if you decide to fly in the windows will be open. Now then, I need to go prepare for your arrival. Once again, thank you." With that, Margaret departed the group with haste, disappearing into the crowd like she was never there.
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