@HereComesTheSnow Figured I wanted to try another character this time lol
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Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
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instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Lancer Ajax
Forest Area
@Argonaut
Ajax was getting pumped up, her blood boiling with excitement as Rider struck a strong blow against her. A blow deep enough for her to feel it, and even injure her where it struck, but considering her durability and sheer size, it wasn't one that would really hamper her. A knife would be sufficent to kill a cat, but against an elephant, it would be sorely lacking. Thus Ajax was hurt, but not impeded, moving as if uninjured, even those two moves against her barely moving her body backwards.
But... her opponent did not seem to have that sort of endurance. A simple move for Ajax, but one that would have utterly crushed Rider's spine if she didn't escape immediately. Even now Rider was favouring her broken leg, exchanged for escaping with her life.
Thus Ajax did not follow when Rider retreated, feeling slightly deflated.
"I commend you for that surprising move." Ajax spoke simply. "But you will die should we continue, if that is the extent of your abilities."
She turned, moving towards her Master, making it clear she was no longer interested in the match. "In honor of our match, I will allow you to retreat."
It reminded her of her matches with the other heroes of the Trojan war. There was no exchange of gifts here however, for her opponent was not Hector, nor any other Greek heroes. The mere design of Rider's armor and their fighting style was enouugh to confirm that for her.
Forest Area
@Argonaut
Ajax was getting pumped up, her blood boiling with excitement as Rider struck a strong blow against her. A blow deep enough for her to feel it, and even injure her where it struck, but considering her durability and sheer size, it wasn't one that would really hamper her. A knife would be sufficent to kill a cat, but against an elephant, it would be sorely lacking. Thus Ajax was hurt, but not impeded, moving as if uninjured, even those two moves against her barely moving her body backwards.
But... her opponent did not seem to have that sort of endurance. A simple move for Ajax, but one that would have utterly crushed Rider's spine if she didn't escape immediately. Even now Rider was favouring her broken leg, exchanged for escaping with her life.
Thus Ajax did not follow when Rider retreated, feeling slightly deflated.
"I commend you for that surprising move." Ajax spoke simply. "But you will die should we continue, if that is the extent of your abilities."
She turned, moving towards her Master, making it clear she was no longer interested in the match. "In honor of our match, I will allow you to retreat."
It reminded her of her matches with the other heroes of the Trojan war. There was no exchange of gifts here however, for her opponent was not Hector, nor any other Greek heroes. The mere design of Rider's armor and their fighting style was enouugh to confirm that for her.
Frederika Bernstein&Lancer Mortholt
Historical District.
@ManyThings@Lonewolf685
"...and you two aren't a match for Servants, so if you see one, just run and pray they don't see you."
It was just a repetition of her previous instructions, but these two were young and likely to be overconfident even against a Servant. There was no harm in reminding them again. Rika, noticing Lancer having not said a word since they left, turned to him.
"Lancer, is something wrong? You've been silent for quite a while now."
Lancer was, indeed, oddly silent throughout their nightly trek. At first, it was because he was focused on looking for any threats that would come across his Master, especially in unfamiliar territory like the supposed cursed soil they stand upon. For a moment, however, he forgot just what he was doing in such a place. While he wished to ask the young lady Rika, he did not want to trouble her with the burden that seems to be his terrible memory. Because of this, Lancer had resolved to stay stoic throughout the remainder of their journey, following his Master in spiritual form, quietly...
... At least until that metal carriage rolled in.
Materializing before Rika, Lancer held his arm out to the side, spear in hand. The spear in question was a horrifying thing to behold, a somewhat fitting weapon for the maimed and ragged warrior that Lancer appeared to be. As the van made its approach, Lancer turned his head to his Master, looking at her with his one good eye.
"There's a Servant in that van, no question about it. What are your orders, m'lady?"
Frederika was about to answer before the van stopped, a large Servant stepping out as pretty as you please, before greeting them both. Such an unexpected action that she froze until he reached the end of his speech.
"Additionally, to my fellow warrior, I propose we fight together as allies. For the Grail, if you like, but I'll gladly support a comrade in any noble goal he has set his heart on!"
Looking first to Lancer, then to the two magi following her, she took in a deep breath.
Before running swiftly away as she reinforced her body.
"I refuuuuse!" Came her answer as she ran.
The two magi following her ran as well, though they took different routes from her. It was an order based upon the assumption that she would be the primary target, and hence they would not be attacked immediately should they not be near her.
Lancer, hold off that Servant!
There was no magi that did anything without having analysed that action for their own benefits, and certainly none that would approach willingly an unknown space that was the van, especially one a magi was already sitting in, in a war like this. In that small space, there was any number of tricks even third rate mages could employ to defeat even the best. She may not have much in the ways of combat experience, but she wasn't someone unfamiliar with the ways magus works.
Perhaps if the mage contacted her discreetly to meet upon a neutral ground, Rika might have considered it, but to sit in a van that might or might not be rigged, within reach of a Servant that she had no knowledge of, was far beyond foolish. The Servant himself may be honorable and just, but ultimately they were tools, whims to the holder of the Command Seals.
Very well. I will rendezvous with you as soon as I take care of him.
As soon as his Master started running, Lancer looked the other Servant up and down, trying to determine whether his attempt at diplomacy was either a ruse or something genuine. In any case, Lancer relaxed a bit at this Servant's choice of attire, leaning his spear onto his shoulder, believing that the Servant before him didn't serve as an immediate threat, at least for the time being.
"I must say that it is rather bold of you to request for an alliance so early in this war; and with complete strangers, at that. While your offer is something to consider, I'm afraid that I must honor my Master's refusal. What sort of knight would I be if I made such decisions against my Master's wishes, anyway?"
Letting his spear dematerialize, Lancer crossed his arms over his tattered poncho, looking directly into the well-muscled Servant's eyes while appearing to let his own guard down.
"Now, if you still wish to remain on friendly terms, I must ask of you to turn back from wherever you came from and allow my Master to proceed with the business that she had planned, tonight," whatever it was. "Of course, if you surely insist on staying where you are, I have no obligation to stop you. The only order that my Master has given me so far is to hold you off, after all. In that case, I will have to ask you to leave my Master alone until she's able to find a safer place to retreat to. In any case, I'd suggest you make your choice now, while the night is young..."
While the threat Lancer made was rather open, it still would hold some weight. As soon as the sun had set, Lancer's own strength already began to rise. Even now, due to the blessing unique only to him, Lancer's power continued to increase. If the Servant before Lancer wished to engage him in combat, it would be wise to do it soon, and fast.
Historical District.
@ManyThings@Lonewolf685
"...and you two aren't a match for Servants, so if you see one, just run and pray they don't see you."
It was just a repetition of her previous instructions, but these two were young and likely to be overconfident even against a Servant. There was no harm in reminding them again. Rika, noticing Lancer having not said a word since they left, turned to him.
"Lancer, is something wrong? You've been silent for quite a while now."
Lancer was, indeed, oddly silent throughout their nightly trek. At first, it was because he was focused on looking for any threats that would come across his Master, especially in unfamiliar territory like the supposed cursed soil they stand upon. For a moment, however, he forgot just what he was doing in such a place. While he wished to ask the young lady Rika, he did not want to trouble her with the burden that seems to be his terrible memory. Because of this, Lancer had resolved to stay stoic throughout the remainder of their journey, following his Master in spiritual form, quietly...
... At least until that metal carriage rolled in.
Materializing before Rika, Lancer held his arm out to the side, spear in hand. The spear in question was a horrifying thing to behold, a somewhat fitting weapon for the maimed and ragged warrior that Lancer appeared to be. As the van made its approach, Lancer turned his head to his Master, looking at her with his one good eye.
"There's a Servant in that van, no question about it. What are your orders, m'lady?"
Frederika was about to answer before the van stopped, a large Servant stepping out as pretty as you please, before greeting them both. Such an unexpected action that she froze until he reached the end of his speech.
"Additionally, to my fellow warrior, I propose we fight together as allies. For the Grail, if you like, but I'll gladly support a comrade in any noble goal he has set his heart on!"
Looking first to Lancer, then to the two magi following her, she took in a deep breath.
Before running swiftly away as she reinforced her body.
"I refuuuuse!" Came her answer as she ran.
The two magi following her ran as well, though they took different routes from her. It was an order based upon the assumption that she would be the primary target, and hence they would not be attacked immediately should they not be near her.
Lancer, hold off that Servant!
There was no magi that did anything without having analysed that action for their own benefits, and certainly none that would approach willingly an unknown space that was the van, especially one a magi was already sitting in, in a war like this. In that small space, there was any number of tricks even third rate mages could employ to defeat even the best. She may not have much in the ways of combat experience, but she wasn't someone unfamiliar with the ways magus works.
Perhaps if the mage contacted her discreetly to meet upon a neutral ground, Rika might have considered it, but to sit in a van that might or might not be rigged, within reach of a Servant that she had no knowledge of, was far beyond foolish. The Servant himself may be honorable and just, but ultimately they were tools, whims to the holder of the Command Seals.
Very well. I will rendezvous with you as soon as I take care of him.
As soon as his Master started running, Lancer looked the other Servant up and down, trying to determine whether his attempt at diplomacy was either a ruse or something genuine. In any case, Lancer relaxed a bit at this Servant's choice of attire, leaning his spear onto his shoulder, believing that the Servant before him didn't serve as an immediate threat, at least for the time being.
"I must say that it is rather bold of you to request for an alliance so early in this war; and with complete strangers, at that. While your offer is something to consider, I'm afraid that I must honor my Master's refusal. What sort of knight would I be if I made such decisions against my Master's wishes, anyway?"
Letting his spear dematerialize, Lancer crossed his arms over his tattered poncho, looking directly into the well-muscled Servant's eyes while appearing to let his own guard down.
"Now, if you still wish to remain on friendly terms, I must ask of you to turn back from wherever you came from and allow my Master to proceed with the business that she had planned, tonight," whatever it was. "Of course, if you surely insist on staying where you are, I have no obligation to stop you. The only order that my Master has given me so far is to hold you off, after all. In that case, I will have to ask you to leave my Master alone until she's able to find a safer place to retreat to. In any case, I'd suggest you make your choice now, while the night is young..."
While the threat Lancer made was rather open, it still would hold some weight. As soon as the sun had set, Lancer's own strength already began to rise. Even now, due to the blessing unique only to him, Lancer's power continued to increase. If the Servant before Lancer wished to engage him in combat, it would be wise to do it soon, and fast.
Lancer Ajax
Forest Area
@Argonaut
Her enemy's movements were good.
Another dodge, with a quick followup to close their distance, and attack her in extreme close range. An attack that could perhaps fell any man.
Were it be that Ajax be any man.
The moment Rider moved, Ajax too was moving, following up her punch by shifting her body, bringing her knee upwards and into Rider's solar plexus as her outstreched arm closed around Rider's back and side. An enveloping move to grab Rider as well as a straightforwards crushing attack. The only move Ajax made to defend against that short range bajiquan elbow was the twisting of her body as she moved to knee Rider.
Forest Area
@Argonaut
Her enemy's movements were good.
Another dodge, with a quick followup to close their distance, and attack her in extreme close range. An attack that could perhaps fell any man.
Were it be that Ajax be any man.
The moment Rider moved, Ajax too was moving, following up her punch by shifting her body, bringing her knee upwards and into Rider's solar plexus as her outstreched arm closed around Rider's back and side. An enveloping move to grab Rider as well as a straightforwards crushing attack. The only move Ajax made to defend against that short range bajiquan elbow was the twisting of her body as she moved to knee Rider.
Lancer Ajax
Forest Area
@Argonaut
Oh? A fast moving person, no doubt one that utilizes their speed and skill to overcome opponents that rely on sheer brawn. The style wasn't something she personally knew, but martial arts was martial arts regardless of whether they originated from Greece or anywhere else in the world. It reminded her of... that person, and that pissed her off slightly, even if she knew that was irrational.
Ajax simply moved her body when Rider threw two kicks at her, striking her shoulder instead of her head.
There was no snarky reply, no witty comeback, just Ajax rushing towards her with a vengeance. No sign that she even felt the blow, but she was definitely retaliating with a swing of her own. For a body that large, one might think she'd be slow as a snail, moving ponderously, as if a glacier swallowing any before them, but her movements belied her size, almost like a cheat, as she attacked, a single punch aimed at Rider's center.
Forest Area
@Argonaut
Oh? A fast moving person, no doubt one that utilizes their speed and skill to overcome opponents that rely on sheer brawn. The style wasn't something she personally knew, but martial arts was martial arts regardless of whether they originated from Greece or anywhere else in the world. It reminded her of... that person, and that pissed her off slightly, even if she knew that was irrational.
Ajax simply moved her body when Rider threw two kicks at her, striking her shoulder instead of her head.
There was no snarky reply, no witty comeback, just Ajax rushing towards her with a vengeance. No sign that she even felt the blow, but she was definitely retaliating with a swing of her own. For a body that large, one might think she'd be slow as a snail, moving ponderously, as if a glacier swallowing any before them, but her movements belied her size, almost like a cheat, as she attacked, a single punch aimed at Rider's center.
Lancer Ajax
Forest Area
"No names needed." Ajax stretched for a moment. "It is that kind of war."
Short, and concise. She did not show any sign whether the stance Rider took was anything strange, or even if she recognized it at all. Ajax stopped for a moment, as if looking towards the canopy of the forest for something, before turning back to Rider, readying herself for combat. She did not take up any sort of stance, simply opting for a relaxed standing posture.
"Come. Defeat me, nameless one, if you can."
Master. Remember to be on guard. This Servant shall not harm you whilst I still fight them, but other treacheary might abound, with or without this Servant's knowledge.
Whatever tricks this enemy Servant might have and employ, they would find that Ajax would not be defeated that easily.
Forest Area
"No names needed." Ajax stretched for a moment. "It is that kind of war."
Short, and concise. She did not show any sign whether the stance Rider took was anything strange, or even if she recognized it at all. Ajax stopped for a moment, as if looking towards the canopy of the forest for something, before turning back to Rider, readying herself for combat. She did not take up any sort of stance, simply opting for a relaxed standing posture.
"Come. Defeat me, nameless one, if you can."
Master. Remember to be on guard. This Servant shall not harm you whilst I still fight them, but other treacheary might abound, with or without this Servant's knowledge.
Whatever tricks this enemy Servant might have and employ, they would find that Ajax would not be defeated that easily.
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