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@Beloss It is no problem, Beloss. I am guessing everyone is either busy in real life, occupied with other online commitments, and/or are stuck waiting for someone else to post before they take their turn. All of which is understandable, especially if they are busy in real life since real life does take priority over things like this.

I am hoping this RP does not truly die though. Since i first joined fanfiction.net back in 2015 it seems to be hard enough to simply find a living, good quality Fate RP anymore whether it is here or on fanfiction.net for that matter. It's a bit sad since i myself usually find good Fate RP's to be enjoyable experiences. Mmmm, but this could just be a bit of ranting on my part! XD
Hello?
@Unoedipal Is it your turn to post with Isabella?

@Raijinslayer@Beloss@ADamnFiddle I...have...finally...posted! Also, i tried to give all three of you a little something to respond to, even if it is Jack simply waving and saying "hi" to people, haha!
@Raijinslayer

Jack the Ripper


To say Jack was bored by this point would be an understatement. No one was really doing anything, and nothing was really happening about this point in time. She had not been told to make anyone go "bye-bye", and her daddy had not even communicated with her for quite the while. In fact, the little serial killer had been tempted to simply drive a knife into the nearest lady in order to literally "kill" the boredom. Only the fact that she perceived her daddy had been good to her so far and was promising her a gift when they were heading back to their base of operations really held her back from simply choosing her own target and going in for the kill. So getting the message from her daddy that they would simply be heading into the meeting without any sneakiness was a welcome change to some extent.

Sneaking back out of the building, and being sure to avoid contact with the four individuals who had just walked into the building at that, Jack made her way over to where she saw her daddy standing and waiting for her. As soon as she joined up with him, she would leave her spirit form and appear right next to her daddy before following him into the building. Though instead of talking to anyone once they got in, her daddy seemed to just walk right on over to the food and picked up a sandwich that he did not seem to enjoy much. Deciding to try a bit of food as well, Jack grabbed a plate and began to load it up. Literally. The little girl had never been to a foreign country before, much less had a decent meal. While food, sleep, and water among other basic necessities were unnecessary for her as a servant, the childlike curiosity about what was at the banquet led her to want to try, well, everything. So the sight the others in the room would be able to see would be Jack, loading up one or two plates with literally one of everything at the banquet.

While her master commented on things being rather "underwhelming", whether it was the banquet or the other competitors, Jack found a place to sit at a table next to where her master was standing. With the greatest east, the little servant placed her towering two plates of food on the table, before pulling out a chair and standing on it just to be able to reach her food. Before taking a single bite of food, however, Jack decided to kill the boredom and actually do something first. She waved at the lady in the strange costume who she had already seen getting food, before turning her attention to the four individuals who had walked in through the door before she and her daddy had come in and waved to them.

"Hi pretty lady! Hi old man!" the young servant said in the direction of Elyse and Oliver, ignoring their servants for the most part when saying hi.

Deciding that she had tried to do something in her own childlike opinion, Jack began to eat the food from the plates she had loaded up. She wouldn't get fat or anything from eating this at any rate. She was a servant, not a human. She was just testing everything to see if there was anything good she would want to go back for seconds of. Besides, this was her first time at an event such as this, and seeing so much food at once before her was something a little bit fascinating for her now that she did not have to be sneaky about things.




@ADamnFiddle @Beloss

Elyse


Wednesday, November 17th, 2015

Plaza San Francisco, Luncheon-Reserved Building


How could she bear to bat an eye at an enemy servant when it was right in front of her? She knew for a fact that a servant in general could strike her down in a moment's notice without her even being able to react. Such was the nature of this war, and while it had scared her thinking of it a time prior to even summoning her own servant she had come to terms with the matter by now. Death was so close, so palpable in this conflict that what was the use of allowing fear to consume her in such a moment? She had barely batted an eye at the matter, and continued to keep her cool even as she moved to enter the building along with the other master-servant pair. For a moment, however, a small and brief smile appeared on her face at hearing her servant's comments to her through their link about her either complete trust or bravery through their mental link

'I guess you could say i have both, Lancer,' the homunculus noted to the blue-clad man who was her servant via their mental link as they were walking into the building, accepting the compliment in a positive manner whilst being somewhat amused that someone would actually call her "brave" of all things. She had really managed to get a good servant for this conflict, hadn't she?

Also enabling her master's Clairvoyance in a subtle manner as they entered the building, Elyse looked back at the katana-wielding servant the older man was with before glancing about the room and trying to get a read on the stats of any other servant there. The knightly-clad woman was both definitely a servant, and a real threat based on what the stats of the female servant was. With such high stats, the female servant was most likely a Saber-class servant if nothing else. The katana-wielding servant did not seem to be much of a threat either, though his blade hinted most strongly at him being a Saber and meant that his sword, if nothing else about him, could be the actual threat that the servant could pose.

However, before she could respond to her servant and turn off her master's Clairvoyance another pair walked suddenly into the building and straightaway to the food. It was a man wearing some kind of suit, and....a little girl in a very revealing outfit? Unconsciously raising an eyebrow at the sight, even more strange to Elyse was that the little girl was actually the one who was a servant, not the man. On first sight, without looking into the two's appearances at all, it was tempting to think the man was the servant and the girl was the master, but such was not the case according to her master's Clairvoyance. The little girl possessed some good stats overall, though not the best as compared to her own servant and the female knight servant, as well as possessing multiple strangely-shaped knives that that were perhaps be a strong clue as to what class this servant possibly was. An Assassin. But were there any little girls in history that acted as Assassins? That was one mystery in and of itself, only made stranger than it already was when the little girl placed two plates heaped with food on a table and waved to all of the other masters in the room, even looking over and briefly speaking to her and the older man before digging into the food with a seemingly childlike manner about it all.

Mentally snapping herself out of the slight unnerving feeling that had crept up into her at the sight of the rather young and unorthodox servant, and deactivating her master's Clairvoyance, Elyse decided to get back to responding to her servant. Even if the little girl was the servant in that pair, it meant that she was a dangerous, deadly opponent all the same. A little girl who had managed to get enough of a reputation as a heroic spirit to be able to be summoned as a servant was no less of a threat than any other servant. That much Elyse knew, and it was enough to keep her visibly calm and composed.

'I have acquired the stats for the other servants currently here, even the little girl servant with the knives who just addressed us,' the homunculus communicated through the link with her servant before continuing her communication without skipping a beat, 'The only one that seems comparable enough to you in terms of parameters is the knightly-clad female servant, possibly because she is a Saber-class servant, while the katana-wielding servant does not seem to be as much of a threat unless that sword of his is a strong Noble Phantasm that compensates for his parameters being as they are for a Saber-class servant.'

@Raijinslayer @ADamnFiddle @Beloss Will try to get up a post in the next few days, sometime Sunday afternoon/night at the latest. Have been given quite a few more hours at work lately, so this has been keeping me rather busy on my end to say the least...
It's ok, Fiddle. Real life comes first. Will wait for when your post eventually pops up. :)
So...how's everyone doing today?
@Ayazi Just the Noble Phantasm? Nice.
@Raijinslayer @ADamnFiddle Posted for both Jack and Elyse. Forgot to put a mention for you though, Fiddle, in the post. My apologies.
@Raijinslayer

Jack the Ripper


Wednesday, November 17th, 2015

Plaza San Francisco, Luncheon-Reserved Building


The young servant, if Charles had been able to see her face in this situation, would have a small frown on it. For the little serial killer, simply waiting about and watching was not something uncommon to her routine. Yet at the same time, she had not been able to kill anything for quite the while, at most being able to observe and watch others. So she felt a little bit bored, to tell the truth about the matter, but since her daddy had been such a nice daddy to her then she would continue to watch...for now. That lady with strange clothes who was going about getting food could be a nice target, back seemingly turned to Jack from her perspective and the lady's servant likely hiding in spirit form. Then again, her servant could possibly kill Jack as well if they were something like a Saber or whatever. Hmpfh. No, she would continue to listen to her daddy's orders for the time being, but it did not mean she could not sneak about and look around a little more. Being in spirit form with Presence Concealment active, and not preparing for an attack, she could virtually walk about this place without a problem.

Keeping to the walls and keeping as quiet as possible, Jack began to carefully sneak about the inside of the building, observing others and trying to see if she could find anything interesting or that would otherwise be worth reporting back to her daddy. She would, of course, avoid getting too close to the young girl who was in the room, and would keep a fair distance from the lady who was getting food so she could keep far away from the lady-master's servant who could possibly be in spirit form as well. After all, she didn't want to spoil her position because of some stupid-head servant whose possible presence would keep her from being able to have a bit of fun killing their master...meany.




Elyse


Wednesday, November 17th, 2015

Plaza San Francisco, Just Outside The Bounded Field-Covered Building


Though she had been calming down a bit more, internally a small burst of adrenaline hit upon the Saber-class servant's sudden speaking to her, Elyse's mind kicked in to assert control and helped her maintain a rather calm composure outwardly and turned to look at whoever had spoken to her. Somewhat to her surprise, though such surprise would not show on her face in this instance, an old man and a being who could only be a servant, dressed in very much Japanese-styled garb with a Japanese-styled sword by his side, stood there in front of her. On first guess, she would have to say this oddly-dressed man was a servant and would most likely and obviously be of the Saber class. That could pose a problem, depending on who this old man had summoned. There were many figures in Japanese myth that wielded swords, though this man did not wear armor. Hmm. She could not jump to assumptions, but with this servant being a Saber in her mind the possible risk in combat was still there. After all, the Saber class had the highest parameters among the other classes usually. Though on the other hand, this servant so easily showing his class to the other masters and servant could be a ploy to possibly cover up possible weaknesses of his.

But right now was not the time for guessing games, speculation, and letting her thoughts run wild. It was good to think about the possibilities, but as she had just met this servant all she could say for a surety was that she believed him to be of the Saber class. Calming her thoughts down as quickly as he could, then, Elyse gave a light and polite nod to the man and his master. She could at least have some kind of manners in this situation, though while she did not make it visible she somewhat wishes her servant had stayed in spirit form throughout this entire trip to the meeting place.

"Ah, my apologies," Elyse said, her polite mannerisms and such coming back to her out of instinct, her tone of voice soft but proper and audible to those she was speaking to, "I couldn't help but admire the scenery for a moment before going in. It is good to see, however, that other Masters are coming to this event as well. Perhaps it would be more comfortable for all of us if we so stepped inside, though."

The polite and formal front was to hide her other emotions, which luckily these other two had not been here to see. While a few things had surprised her in the past 24 hours, this was the calmer and more proper side of her. A side of her that could be easily used as a mask for her emotions and other thoughts when it was so needed in public. Lancer was right about one thing, though, and that was she could sense other masters, the leaking of prana from their bodies a telltale sign of them maintaining a servant. With that in mind, it was easy to tell that the old man was indeed a Master, and that this man in odd garb would be his servant. There indeed was not that much prana being expended, though, which for her was a good sign considering it meant no one was trying to attack her at the moment. Even so, she did not want to get stuck in a possible conversation here outside of the building. It was too open, too vulnerable, though now that she thought about it for a brief moment her servant would probably be able to fight rather well in the open. With this all in mind, however, she motioned to Lancer before moving to enter the building herself.

[Going To: Plaza San Francisco, Luncheon-Reserved Building]

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