While Othis understood the reason why Fusang’s Administrative Council and Chaldea requested that the access terminal for the city’s spiritron computer would be built in the main hall of a place such as this ‘Babylonia Tower’, as a monument to the greatness of their achievements, she couldn’t help but feel that such a choice was wasteful. What kind of advancement could they achieve when their main laboratory was in plain sight of the public, separated only by a tall glass tower that rose within the vacant core of the city’s center power?
“Even so, as long as the core is in a safe place deep under the city, our secrets will remain our own,” Othis said to herself as she looked at her desk. The number of requests from members of the mundane scientific community that asked to be able to use Fusang’s new supercomputer before it was even given an official name was astonishing and it only grew by the day. Thankfully, most of them wanted to use it for number plain number crunching. It wouldn’t take even a day to process all of these requests once the machine became operational.
At least Othis could take her job as a representative of the Institute slowly. There were no pressing matters to solve at the moment, which actually meant that she had time to go out and look for a place to have a nice coffee and perhaps something to eat.
It wouldn’t take long for her to find a nice looking place not that far away from the tower. It looked like a nice, family-oriented establishment. Though, Othis found herself wondering why was it that some of the patrons chose to not sit at a table. “Perhaps, this is what people are thinking about when they talk about fast food?” she thought out loud as she looked toward the duo, showing the kind of completely alien thoughts that can only come out of the mind of someone who lived their whole life under a rock… literally.
“That’s certainly strange. Doesn’t this era have services like the post office and delivery companies? One of them should be able to deliver a letter without requiring us to step into a trap needlessly,” Lancer said after nodding, confirming to her Master that she indeed had the right recollection. These glasses would not only be important for Lancer herself but, after this war ended, they may as well remain as a keepsake that would help the young girl before her flourish into her destined self.
“That said, with your permission, I don’t plan to bide our time until the two days I gave to Rider and Assassin come to pass. If possible, I would like to draw attention to myself and challenge one of the other Heroic Spirits yet today,” Lancer said as she accepted her Master’s offering and lightly perused her belongings until she found a business suit that seemed to fit her image well. Sure, it would look much better if they already had any glasses to go with it, but there was only so much that could be done after all.
A moment later, the silver-haired Lancer was ready to leave as soon as her Master did so.
Kirsi Eirisphere
“Sure! I think you are cuter with it but it probably would attract too much attention, wouldn’t it?” Kirsi said as she too put on a disguise. A dark-haired wig and a cute hat were all that Kirsi needed to look like a completely different person, though her conspicuous smile remained the same as ever.
“We can go as soon as you are ready then. There’s a place I remember that’s not that far from one of the exits in that — no, that direction,” Kirsi said while pointing at the general direction of the city properly said. “Oh, by the way, do you think that we should set some traps? You know, just in case someone tries to invade while we are out?”
“Yes, we do. I believe I said so three days ago, did I not?” Aegis replied once she was stopped by a certain green haired magical girl. “That said, I don’t want to be seen as some kind of lunatic who talks to herself in a public place. If you want to speak, you’d better follow me,” she added as she resumed to make her way out of the school, fooling the guard who took care of the gate in the same way as she did to the teacher from before.
Supposing that Yui continued to follow her, it wouldn’t take long for the two of them to arrive at Aegis apartment, where the blonde would finally look straight in her direction, now that they were away from the prying eyes of the public. “Alright, you can go back to normal now. But please, transform again before going out. I don’t want anyone having weird ideas if they see an unknown girl coming out of my room,” she said, moving her hair out of the way before sitting on her bed with legs crossed.
“Before I say anything. What’s it that you want to talk about? Bear in mind that, it’s anything related to your magical girl problems, I’m really sorry but I have to say that I can’t help you with much more than words.”
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“Talking about manners after barging in like that? You know how to tell a joke,” Chie said as she pulled away from Chiaki after being blocked by Princess Grumps. “I have no idea of what you are talking about. Out of everyone here, I’m the most balanced one,” she added while a grin found its way to her face, replying to the accusations regarding her creation.
“Anyway, you two can’t be here for anything good, so what do you about dropping this and going to have something to eat? I don’t know about you but I could eat a horse right now — bones and all,” Chie joked as she circled around Rania and turned her shameless grin toward Chiaki.
“Yeah. I can’t hide anything from you, can I? Hehe,” Mordred replied to her Master before letting out a terse laugh. Of course there were things that she didn’t tell Seria, most of them because her Master never asked, but it seemed that whenever something important was going on, she couldn’t keep her intentions hidden for long.
“Wa— wait! You mean in like… going with you right now? I— I don’t know if I could do something like that. I mean, if Master doesn’t have anything against that I may, but… wouldn’t I be in the way or anything like this?” Mordred said in a nervous way, after Lancelot’s offering caught her completely by surprise.
Hinami Asakura
“So, it’s just like I was thinking. This kind of chance encounter. I wonder how many lifetimes I will have to wait before seeing it happen again?” Hinami said to herself as she observed the events unfolding before her. This was truly a miracle, and she couldn’t help but wonder if the simple fact that she was there played a part in this.
Nevertheless, such thoughts would be dispelled when El-Melloi’s youngish-looking assistant came to her side, as if she were trying to avoid getting caught in whatever was about to happen between her mentor, and the duo of ancient kings. “Well, despite the unlikely circumstances, I feel like this is a great first meeting. Anyway, I’m Hinami Asakura, or at least I guess that you can call that at the moment. Also, the sentiment is mutual,” Hinami said, shaking Gray’s hand after she introduced herself.
“By the way, can I ask what brought the two of you to this place?” she asked without really paying any particular to the other three occupants of the room and their personal business with one another. Not that it was an easy task to accomplish given Iskandar’s near lack of an indoor voice, but she tried to nonetheless.
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• Personality: If you could sum someone’s being in a single phrase, Othis could be described as: “A true genius with an aloof, almost robotic, behavior”. While these traits aren’t uncommon among those who attend the Atlas Temple, Othis is one of the few who pushes them even further beyond. For those who don’t know her, it may be even plausible to think that Othis isn’t a natural-born human but rather a homunculus engineered to be a living spiritron calculation device.
As expected, Othis has no hard feelings one way or another regarding those who look down on her. As long as her job is completed in the most efficient way possible, that is.
Her few non-magecraft related interests revolve around the only activities she allowed herself to enjoy as a pastime, reading and problem-solving, especially those of the geometric nature. Being able to derive any form of enjoyment out of these activities shows that perhaps there maybe be a more humane version of Othis at the core of her being… maybe?
• Skills: Othis is an adept practitioner of Memory Partition and Thought Acceleration, allowing her to absorb and process information at an inhumanly fast pace. Currently, Othis can manage six partitions, putting her just a step below the level of those worthy of bearing the name Atlasia when it comes to mental prowess.
In addition to that, she's also quite knowledgeable at a number of subjects both mundane and esoteric in nature.
She's also, pretty good at coffee brewing. After all, there’s nothing better than caffeine to carry someone, whether they are a Magus or not, through long hours of study.
• Abilities: As far as magic circuits go, Othis is a pretty good example of what happens when one neglects the kind of eugenics that the Clock Tower is so proud of for long enough. However, having atrociously bad magic circuits is no problem for an Atlasian Alchemist, given that their greatest forte is Mystic Code operation.
Othis is capable of analyzing the base nature(composition and structure) of almost anything with a mere sight, a talent that can pretty much be called "Mystic Eyes of Scanning". Even though, in truth, it's more like the masterful eyes of an ancient mathematician an engineer. This talent is very useful for comprehending abstract concepts such as mathematical formulae and functions, and even others’ magecraft, though Othis still has to process the information on her own.
She was granted the right to bring a few Mystic Codes with her outside of Atlas. The first is an Orichalcum(Brass) Gauntlet that acts as an amplifier and control unit to metallurgic magecraft. It's collapsible to the size of a common bracelet which Othis has it with her the whole time. As a secondary function, it houses an array of sis detachable mirrors that can move and hover in the air on their own. These satellites function as spiritron collection devices capable of gathering and amplifying light in the form of destructive “heat rays”. In essence, it’s an application of the same principles developed by a great sage that lived in the island nation of Syracuse during the twilight of the Age of the Gods.
The last of her weapons a harness made of same material as Othis’ other weapons that wraps around her waist, back, and torso, in the same fashion as a modern safety harness, whose primary function is collecting spiritrons from the nearby environment and convert them into usable magic energy. Additionally, it also works as defensive armor and exoskeleton to assist in her physical mobility, however, none of these secondary functions are very developed.
• Short History: As a child born and raised to a family that spent perhaps too many generations in the bowels of the Titan's Pit, Othis doesn't have much in the way of exciting events on her backstory.
While it may sound strange for someone to say that being raised in the place where the most wondrous, and terrific, artifacts of the world of Magecraft are created is a boring backstory; but when you get used to seeing fantastical things on a daily basis, it's easy to take them for granted. After all, when you lived your whole life surrounded by weapons capable of destroying the world in a very literal way, one or two more spiritron-converter bombs aren’t that impressive anymore.
In fact, the most uncommon thing to ever happen to Othis' life is being one of the few attendees to ever be allowed to leave the premises of the Academy. All because those vile Animusphere flexed their political muscles and 'convinced' the Institute to build another copy of TRI-HERMES on Fusang City, making Othis the optimal candidate for becoming the leader of the technician team responsible for the construction and maintenance of the computer that'll soon work as the brain of the new world.
• Personality: If you could sum someone’s being in a single phrase, Othis could be described as: “A true genius with an aloof, almost robotic, behavior”. While these traits aren’t uncommon among those who attend the Atlas Temple, Othis is one of the few who pushes them even further beyond. For those who don’t know her, it may be even plausible to think that Othis isn’t a natural-born human but rather a homunculus engineered to be a living spiritron calculation device.
As expected, Othis has no hard feelings one way or another regarding those who look down on her. As long as her job is completed in the most efficient way possible, that is.
Her few non-magecraft related interests revolve around the only activities she allowed herself to enjoy as a pastime, reading and problem-solving, especially those of the geometric nature. Being able to derive any form of enjoyment out of these activities shows that perhaps there maybe be a more humane version of Othis at the core of her being… maybe?
• Skills: Othis is an adept practitioner of Memory Partition and Thought Acceleration, allowing her to absorb and process information at an inhumanly fast pace. Currently, Othis can manage six partitions, putting her just a step below the level of those worthy of bearing the name Atlasia when it comes to mental prowess.
In addition to that, she's also quite knowledgeable at a number of subjects both mundane and esoteric in nature.
She's also, pretty good at coffee brewing. After all, there’s nothing better than caffeine to carry someone, whether they are a Magus or not, through long hours of study.
• Abilities: As far as magic circuits go, Othis is a pretty good example of what happens when one neglects the kind of eugenics that the Clock Tower is so proud of for long enough. However, having atrociously bad magic circuits is no problem for an Atlasian Alchemist, given that their greatest forte is Mystic Code operation.
Othis is capable of analyzing the base nature(composition and structure) of almost anything with a mere sight, a talent that can pretty much be called "Mystic Eyes of Scanning". Even though, in truth, it's more like the masterful eyes of an ancient mathematician an engineer. This talent is very useful for comprehending abstract concepts such as mathematical formulae and functions, and even others’ magecraft, though Othis still has to process the information on her own.
She was granted the right to bring a few Mystic Codes with her outside of Atlas. The first is an Orichalcum(Brass) Gauntlet that acts as an amplifier and control unit to metallurgic magecraft. It's collapsible to the size of a common bracelet which Othis has it with her the whole time. As a secondary function, it houses an array of sis detachable mirrors that can move and hover in the air on their own. These satellites function as spiritron collection devices capable of gathering and amplifying light in the form of destructive “heat rays”. In essence, it’s an application of the same principles developed by a great sage that lived in the island nation of Syracuse during the twilight of the Age of the Gods.
The last of her weapons a harness made of same material as Othis’ other weapons that wraps around her waist, back, and torso, in the same fashion as a modern safety harness, whose primary function is collecting spiritrons from the nearby environment and convert them into usable magic energy. Additionally, it also works as defensive armor and exoskeleton to assist in her physical mobility, however, none of these secondary functions are very developed.
• Short History: As a child born and raised to a family that spent perhaps too many generations in the bowels of the Titan's Pit, Othis doesn't have much in the way of exciting events on her backstory.
While it may sound strange for someone to say that being raised in the place where the most wondrous, and terrific, artifacts of the world of Magecraft are created is a boring backstory; but when you get used to seeing fantastical things on a daily basis, it's easy to take them for granted. After all, when you lived your whole life surrounded by weapons capable of destroying the world in a very literal way, one or two more spiritron-converter bombs aren’t that impressive anymore.
In fact, the most uncommon thing to ever happen to Othis' life is being one of the few attendees to ever be allowed to leave the premises of the Academy. All because those vile Animusphere flexed their political muscles and 'convinced' the Institute to build another copy of TRI-HERMES on Fusang City, making Othis the optimal candidate for becoming the leader of the technician team responsible for the construction and maintenance of the computer that'll soon work as the brain of the new world.
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