FujiwaraPhoenix

A Certain Academic City

Though not as unaware as his kouhai was, Kyouma was still shocked by the sudden appearance of someone new in this already-cramped alleyway. Unlike her, however, Kyouma decided to be much more cautious in regards to this person. The woman's outfit, especially given the circumstances, raised a few alarms inside his head, and the belt stocked to the brim with... Something...

Shoot. This was just screaming 'DANGER! DANGER! GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW!', but figuring out a plan of escape in this situation was a lot harder than he'd have liked. If he used his ability, then there was a chance, but he'd much prefer to avoid that, if at all.

Torako striking up a conversation with the woman, though, was not within his realm of expectations, though. Did she REALLY have no sense of self-preservation? Maybe it was his own that was overtuned...
Either way, he had to help her figure a way out of this mess... Which meant playing along for now.

"Ah... Yes. Though I did research it, most of the details that I ascertained were what you'd expect from the situation. Nothing concrete, but so far it seems that most of the people affected are 3s and lower." he tossed out, hoping to placate them both as he wrote a small message in light in front of Torako's eyes, only visible to her due to the way he was currently refracting the light in the area.

[Don't say a word about what's coming up, or else we may be in trouble.
If something goes south, I'm going to create a flash of light to let us escape.
If she decides to attack you, I'll hold her off; just run.]

Aether Eternum

I'd like a post from @WeepingLiberty or @VitaVitaAR (both, maybe) before I continue.

Fate/esoteric facsimile

Alright, seems my Caster's contracted with Vita's master. Let's do this.

Aether Eternum

Marcus sighed and shook his head, not wanting to have to deal with the crazy, rotten flesh-eating, possibly dense old man again... Well, at least, not for a while. Their current situation was quite possibly life or death, and having someone who would do such a thing in the group might negatively impact the outcome. Maybe if the circumstances were different, he would go look, but for now...

"I vote no to looking for the guy." Marcus said solemnly, walking further on through the field of grass. "We have no clue how this world functions, if the cycle of day and night is different, and if the possibility of us getting hunted down by some sort of predatory animal exists. There's a chance we'd be wasting our time if we went to go look for him now; I say we keep moving and hope that he doesn't die by dehydration... Or worse."

'Survival of the fittest,' was it? Well, technically the usage here was different than its initial intent (given how they weren't all the same species and all that), but if he was going to bring the group closer to extinction then it was just better to cut ties then and there. Better to live than to be let to ruin, right?

Of course, this kind of mentality was only until they got some shelter and food or something. he wasn't that much of a heartless bastard.

@Tokki@WeepingLiberty@Zombehs@VitaVitaAR

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The dwarf, who had immediately turned tail and started running (if it could even be called that) through the underground mine, was scared stiff when he glanced over his shoulder and noticed the burly human following close behind him.

"Help! Help! Human in the mine!" the dwarf shouted out, the sound echoing through the roomy caverns of the region. As the steps of the dwarf continued to make resounding noises throughout the otherwise empty-cavern, a pair of dwarven guards- fully armored and equipped wuth shining metal battle-axes, stood side by side. The miner slipped in between the two, who then immediately got into a defensive position to block the human's path.

"Halt, in the name of King Ivran!" they shouted simultaneously, their faces determined to stop their intruder at all costs.

@SadCubone

Massive Multiversal Crossover

Gintoki

Gintoki's spirits immediately fell as he heard Saber's recommendation to place him with that the little robot boy who could and his pet hologram thing. Of all the people to drop him with, he just HAD to be...
A large sigh escaped his lips, not concealing his distaste for the situation in the least. Like, it'd have been fine if he was alone, but with those two...?

"...Fine. Not like there's anywhere else you could drop me, if that's the case." he complained, shaking his head in disappointment. "I'll go along with whatever you'll say, because the sooner we beat up those invading idiots, the better."

Though his feeling about the situation were quite obvious, he was still getting paid in the end, and if he went through all of this crap with the ghosts and mansion and whatnot, he might as well do a good job of it.

"Well, what about you, then? Standing guard out front or something?" he asked Saber, though mostly out of halfhearted curiosity. It was likely that she'd be there anyways considering that Excaliblast thing would probably blow away half the mansion if she ever had to use it.

Kakine

Kakine nodded in confirmation to Lucina's request to stand by to keep an eye on Marisa as the former went off to gather whatever magical goods (or not) that were lying all across the floor. The sight of a blue-haired swordswoman vacuuming up the items, with a blue-haired nun complaining all the while, was quite an amusing thing to see. Though the group had been lucky not to attract too much extra attention (mainly thanks to the extra effort of the Sisters working for their sake), nobody else had come across the strange scene. When all was said and done and Lucina handed Marisa's hat back to her, he breathed a sigh of relief. FINALLY. The issue was resolved and Touma wouldn't be dragged into yet ANOTHER mess. Every time that dense person was involved, things always seemed to get more complicated than they had to be.

"My apologies for taking your time." he said to Touma, still facing the Windowless Building. "We'll be off, the-"
"Wait a moment." Touma said, taking a step towards Kakine. "What does Aleister want with Marisa, anyhow? Is it just-"
"A meeting. It's a meeting. You know, like the one your sunglasses-wearing friend conducts every so often. Anyways, don't you have more important things to worry about? You know, like that little nun about to bite your head?"
"What are yo-"

And as Kakine said as much, Index immediately took the opportunity and pounced into Touma's back, chomping down on his head as she complained about not stopping Lucina as she cleaned up the mess that he had technically made.

"Well, I think that's enough fooling around." Kakine finished, reeling Marisa in and changing the net into a pair of handcuffs as he dragged Marisa down to the ground and confiscated her broom, opting to wrap it in Dark Matter and causing it to look more like a solid cylinder of the material than a cleaning tool. "Didn't want to have to treat you like a criminal, but if you're gonna act up..." he shrugged before beginning to walk towards their INITIAL intended location. Luckily, they were close enough now, given that they were all right outside the Garden...

Why the heck was Touma here, anyways?

Hazama

Hazama's eyes shined with malice as he took a good look at the soul, glancing at it from all angles as a devious smile inched its way onto his face.
"Oh yes. This will do. This will do QUITE nicely." he laughed as he continued to observe the soul from all directions he possibly could without actually removing it from the Leader's hands. "But though I really do appreciate you having such a thing, the question still remains as to how I'm to forge this signature. Furthermore, if the letter inside is a kill order..."

Hazama trailed off and shook his head, trying to conceal his building animosity towards that bitch if it really was one. In that case, he'd just have to beat her down until she complied; this was the age of goddamn gender equality and all that, so hell if he didn't beat her up just as badly as he would someone like that freaking Hakumen or that damn Valkenhayn.

"Well, we won't know until we see it. In any case, if it's an actual letter, then I guess it'll just come down to how well we can have someone mimic that signature. Right?"

Hazama continued to hesitate to even touch that soul; it looked so full of energy that he wasn't sure if he could contain it all without the right equipment. How the hell could this girl do it, then?
...
Well, whatever. If he got access to that thing... Hoo boy, this'd get really nasty real fast.

Pokémon: Warriors of Sengun (Up To Four Spaces Open)

I'm alive and kicking, just waiting around.

Aether Eternum

Marcus took a moment to try and comprehend what just happened. So the foxgirl wasn't sick? But then what the heck was that heat about...?
Then it hit him: Magic. Right. Felt like something straight out of a fantasy novel for sure. There didn't seem to be any other plausible explanations either, which only further cemented the idea in his head. Though he wanted to take a closer look at what was going on himself, Adam did have a point; with all crazy crazy stuff that had gone down in the last few minutes, he'd be damned before tossing himself into anything remotely life-threatening.
...
Well, for the moment, at least. As Adam seemed to resolve the issue, Marcus let out a sigh of relief. Okay, so things weren't going to go nuclear. That was good. But... Well, they were still out here in the middle of nowhere, and that old meat-eating weirdo had disappeared from his line of sight to go... Somewhere. Well, not their problem any more.

"If the issue's been resolved... Should we keep moving?" Marcus asked, looking over everyone carefully to see if they were still on edge. Well, the fact that Adam had resolved the situation without incident made him a bit more trustworthy in his eyes, but... What of the rest?

@Tokki@WeepingLiberty@VitaVitaAR@Zombehs
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The hole that had opened up beneath Luke's feet extended surprisingly far down, and the landing he made surely resounded in the middle of the cavern he had just landed in. The stout dwarf, appearing to be roughly half his height and holding a heavy metal pickaxe, seemed to be shocked by the giant human who had just landed in front of him.
"Wh-what in the blazes is goin' on?! There aren't supposed to be any humans in this place!" the dwarf exclaimed, jumping back a few feet and holding his pickaxe at the ready. "Gotta tell the chief about this! It'll be bad in those dang humans get this hands on this mine!"

@SadCubone

Fate/esoteric facsimile

Yumiko Kawajima

Name: Yumiko Kawajima
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Come on, then~! Standing at a decent 5'7", Yumiko's swapped out her regular shrine maiden-esque garb for more... Contemporary clothes.
Like a T-shirt and jeans, for example. The usual.
Personality: With boundless energy and an eye for the unnatural, Yumiko's not the kind of person to lay low and spy on people. Well, no, that's not really true. She's quite energetic, often times rushing off to drag whoever it is that has her attention for the moment to wherever it is that she so pleases. She isn't really aggressive as much as she is enthusiastic, and most of the time her actions have little to no undertones of malice. In fact, she's kind of amicable to most people that aren't complete jerks.
However, her personal desire for equality has led to a more bitter side of Yumiko to develop, one that knows that the world is flawed and wants to overhaul it as a whole to resolve that issue. To that end, she is as ruthless as they come, so long as she can achieve her goal. Well, so long as she stays as she is now...
Skills: Given that she has to know how water and light reflect and reflect differently under different circumstances, Yumiko has thus learned every facet of light particle-wave duality and their interaction with other surfaces; her illusions are also incredibly lifelike because of her interest in photography, which also led to her bringing along a camera for the trip over. She's quite a good cook (and she has to be, given how inheritance work and all that) and can back a mean punch for any thugs brave enough to cross her path.
Abilities: As a third-generation magus from a branch family, Yumiko's magic circuits are relatively widespread, but her offensive capabilities are incredibly weak as a whole. In fact, she specializes in using paper charms in order to manipulate both water and light to a great extent. She also has the ability to create barriers that can mitigate impacts strong enough to rend a normal man unconscious- or worse. This is limited by the number of charms she has, however; once her supply runs dry, she's basically a sitting duck. The larger the scale of magecraft, the more charms it requires. She cannot stack spells one on top of the other, but she can layer up to two barriers at once.
Brief Backstory: Yumiko comes from a small branch family of magi who have diverged from the old main branch in terms of style and application; though by the definition of lineage they have not inherited the Magic Crest, they HAVE learned the clan's core teachings, and as such have derived their own form of magic from it. Yumiko herself is a third-generation magus, having inherited her abilities from her mother at a young age and has striven to train them ever since. The branch family, however, has been looked upon as nothing by tools by the main family, which Yumiko had hated ever since she was aware of the fact. When the news of a new Grail War met the family's ears, the main branch immediately got to work setting up their designated heir to win them the coveted wish. She, however, had different plans; convincing her parents to send her off in secret under the guise of studying abroad, Yumiko flew to Redrock in hopes of fixing what she thought was flawed with her family as a whole.

I have completed a Servant that is ready to be paired.

Fate/esoteric fascimile

Speaking of Masters...

Yumiko Kawajima

Name: Yumiko Kawajima
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Come on, then~! Standing at a decent 5'7", Yumiko's swapped out her regular shrine maiden-esque garb for more... Contemporary clothes.
Like a T-shirt and jeans, for example. The usual.
Personality: With boundless energy and an eye for the unnatural, Yumiko's not the kind of person to lay low and spy on people. Well, no, that's not really true. She's quite energetic, often times rushing off to drag whoever it is that has her attention for the moment to wherever it is that she so pleases. She isn't really aggressive as much as she is enthusiastic, and most of the time her actions have little to no undertones of malice. In fact, she's kind of amicable to most people that aren't complete jerks.
However, her personal desire for equality has led to a more bitter side of Yumiko to develop, one that knows that the world is flawed and wants to overhaul it as a whole to resolve that issue. To that end, she is as ruthless as they come, so long as she can achieve her goal. Well, so long as she stays as she is now...
Skills: Given that she has to know how water and light reflect and reflect differently under different circumstances, Yumiko has thus learned every facet of light particle-wave duality and their interaction with other surfaces; her illusions are also incredibly lifelike because of her interest in photography, which also led to her bringing along a camera for the trip over. She's quite a good cook (and she has to be, given how inheritance work and all that) and can back a mean punch for any thugs brave enough to cross her path.
Abilities: As a third-generation magus from a branch family, Yumiko's magic circuits are relatively widespread, but her offensive capabilities are incredibly weak as a whole. In fact, she specializes in using paper charms in order to manipulate both water and light to a great extent. She also has the ability to create barriers that can mitigate impacts strong enough to rend a normal man unconscious- or worse. This is limited by the number of charms she has, however; once her supply runs dry, she's basically a sitting duck. The larger the scale of magecraft, the more charms it requires. She cannot stack spells one on top of the other, but she can layer up to two barriers at once.
Brief Backstory: Yumiko comes from a small branch family of magi who have diverged from the old main branch in terms of style and application; though by the definition of lineage they have not inherited the Magic Crest, they HAVE learned the clan's core teachings, and as such have derived their own form of magic from it. Yumiko herself is a third-generation magus, having inherited her abilities from her mother at a young age and has striven to train them ever since. The branch family, however, has been looked upon as nothing by tools by the main family, which Yumiko had hated ever since she was aware of the fact. When the news of a new Grail War met the family's ears, the main branch immediately got to work setting up their designated heir to win them the coveted wish. She, however, had different plans; convincing her parents to send her off in secret under the guise of studying abroad, Yumiko flew to Redrock in hopes of fixing what she thought was flawed with her family as a whole.

Fate/esoteric fascimile

Interest! o/