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Considering he got into a threesome with Scathach and her daughter, i'd imagine so.
@Banana

To be frank, I don't like the Bonesword. He's far too weak to survive anything in the Nexus when all he has is an unbreakable sword, good reaction times, and is superior to a human in agility which, coincidentally, everyone else is by at least a factor of 10.

Add to that his history consists of: being spurned by humans and joining the demons. Palling around with demons until they start raping the human woman and children. Kills demons and joins humans.

If that is his reaction, then he shouldn't be on any factions side, human included, cause they all treat the losers the same way. And before you ask, No, he can not be a neutral or rogue agent fitting on his own in the Nexus.

So as it stands, and the other two GMs can feel free to veto me, but I do not accept your CS.
@KoL

Every machine? Even ones kept in Henry's treasure horde for god knows how many years without being powered or even touched? By that logic, Heaven should have known Miyu's mech was one big wire tap and never allowed it in Heaven in the first place. That's a major tactical advantage that could have seriously been exploited by the Machina to cripple the Angels last round.
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I'll see about it, I still don't know what to do with him, since Yggdrasil was supposed to bit do anything on screen until he appeared for a Boss Fight. I'll probably have to get a representative in his stead.


So we are going to have a trigger happy general and a talking Squirrel talk to a flunkie of Yggdrasil acting in his stead while the big guy takes three years to polish his armor until its worthy of being seen in public. Got it.
Irony: Margarita declares her overwhelming sexual attraction to an Irish Lamcwr...then throws herself at Cu ChullIn
@Awesomoman64

You don't need to rush but I wanted to clear the air, for myself if nothing else.

Sorry Floodtalon :3

Suparna Wolgen



It may have been uncharacteristic for her, but Suparna could not help herself in feeling heated up for the battle to come. After the disaster that was the Dianax and sitting out the battle beneath Ruthria to fornicate with Fran so much she wound up evolving new powers based off the Succubus, it was high time Suparna went out and caught her own food. Beside her, Chirada flapped its wings and scattered some maggots onto the vanguard forces, Henry included.

"Should anyone be grievously injured or captured, the Whole shall puppeteer their body to act regardless of pain or desire, or just eat their brains to ensure they resurrect." Suparna spoke aloud to motivate the vanguard who would be suffering the most should they not succeed or die outright in the offensive as well speaking in reference to her collective self rather then the individual. Her head quirked to side, acknowledging Henry's own exuberance with a curt nod, the maggots settling among his clothes but abstaining from eating into his body just yet. "Considering we need to be quick about this, I will be providing us the fastest means inside, so best prepare yourself for something...nauseating, later on that is."

Suparna would rather save that ace in the hole if she could, as it was lacking in the cuteness of her current form. Instead Chirada floated closer and Suparna stepped inside, the ribcage clutching her like a snug harness while she reached beneath Henry's armpits and hoisted him into the air with her.

"Balrog, Miyu already told you to fire when ready. Do it!" Suparna barked out while her carrion nipped at the flesh of the meat shields, spurring them to charge forward and breach the entryway that Balrog would certainly open, all the while Suparna will fly low along the ground with Henry in tow till they could get inside and steal the objective.

She only hoped that the Machina bombardment would stay focused on the Angels static defenses long enough for the Demon army to put their plan into motion.
@The 42nd Gecko@Awesomoman64@floodtalon@Awesomoman64
As much as I like not being hounded to post, we've had a lot of time.

@FrozenPhoenix hasn't logged on in 12 days, so let's proceed without Axon for the moment. Even if its only a two week vacation he's on, the lack of forewarning on his part leads to me not affording the benefit of the doubt at this juncture. This means that confronting Yggdrasil is up to @The 42nd Gecko and @TheWindel....odds are not good for the Squirrel Woman unless she can happen to turn into a Godzilla sized monster.

@McFazzer Post by Sunday or Tori gets nothing. I don't care if its one paragraph written on your phone while stuck in the bathroom, something is better then nothing.

@BlueAjah, @Awesomoman64, and @BlueAjah are all free to react to the cat girl now providing Queen's Blade levels of Healing Magic / Fan Service before going off to confront Tegonay and the Elven Prince.
Richard Montag

@GreenGoat

Master and Servant departed from the hall, apparently the first to do so as of the moment, and walked side by side down the grand halls of Zelretch's isolated manor. Jeykl's assumption as to the time was correct, the glare of a low sun streaming through the windows beside them.

"That would be an accurate assessment. While there would be no reason for you to know this, that gentlemen watching over the summoning from the back of the room was the greatest indicator of the threat we are facing." Richard said, unconsciously adjusted his own glasses as his Servant did. "He is the master of one of the five Sorceries left in this world, a True Magic that gives him unparalleled access to parallel worlds and the Multiverse at large. There would be no Grail War, cooperative or otherwise, without his contributions to establishing the ritual."

This was all knowledge that was easily accessible if one had looked into the history of the Grail War, or were to assume that Zelretch single handidly designing this ritual would imply he had a hand in the Fuyuki system, but it should not diminish the impact of what it entailed.

"If the Kaleidoscope sees there are disturbances in reality that require a mass summoning of Heroic Spirits, then we may be facing a threat that is beyond comprehension."

He turned to the Servant beside him, prior smile appearing very hollow as the light caught his glasses. "And here we stand, a humble magus and an unassuming Heroic Spirit, in opposition of such a crisis. Did Zelretch make a mistake, or is the system more perceptive then we give it credit for?"

It lasted only a moment before the seriousness flittered away and Richard returned to being the warm conversationalist he was as they walked. "While we have a moment to ourselves, would be comfortable telling me your name? I've been wracking my brain as to who you may be, but when that child claimed the name of Jack the Ripper I had lost my best guess. No offense, but a well-to-do Englishman of the Assassin Class of a more recent era leaves me with few guesses."



Margarita Reynard

@VitaVitaAR @Raineh Daze @Cojemo

It was to no ones surprise that the child Servant devoured the offered treat with glee, Margarita remaining quiet while Faust reduced the scone to a shower of crumbs onto the floor and exploded into an exuberant dialogue that the Enforcer was far more prepared for this time around. Talk of summoning made it clear that she was now facing a Caster, and a Caster whose skills lied in summoning or conjuring rather then direct magical confrontation.

Margarita may have wanted to see Caster happy as she was, it would have been a bit much to allow her to use her Noble Phantasm -Or so she assumed the Doll was- in a room of freshly summoned Servants who are likely suspicious of those around them. She hadn't a child of her own, but even Margarita knew that it would be better to redirect the child's attention rather then outright berating them.

"Caster dear, how about we go make some new friends before you show me yours? It looks like everyone here is meeting for the first time so we don't want to overwhelm them all with too many people, you see?" Margarita said, looking about for someone who she could placate the eager child with. As much as Caster wanted to see a knight, those donning heavy plate armor in the room didn't seem to be the most welcoming at the moment, save that radiant blonde woman with the silver armor, but she was a bit far off from them. Her gaze had honed in on a tall man in blue who seemed to be handling the exuberant ballerina that was his Master very well, a trait Margarita thought worthy of having Caster introduced to the pair, only for the both of them to run off and open dialogue with a beleaguered Witch of Betrayal.

It would have been likely she locked her gaze on one Irishmen's mole had the crowd not blocked her view, leaving Margarita to finally settle upon a young woman trying to dress there Assassin in something less scandalous. Knives and identity aside, the Master seemed sensible and the Servant was complying with the request to not disembowel them all, so she decided to take a chance on the two and see about Lancer and his Master when they weren't antagonizing a Mage from the Age of Gods.

"Hey, those two look like they could use a friend. How about we say hello and introduce ourselves?" Margarita rose and settled a hand on Faust's head, giving her hair an affectionate pat as she tried to guide them over to Jack and new mother.

"Excuse me, Ms. Vinla-Meir. Would you perhaps be going to the cafeteria? I was wondering if you would not mind Caster and I tagging along. She's very eager to make friends."

Rufus: Is dumping trays of cakes into the trash bin while Dana waits inside and eats them without waiting in line.
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