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Kumozaki Keisuke

Once the last of the servants—Artoria Pendragon—had arrived to the room for the meeting and had settled down, the older man who had entered only moment prior cleared his throat. Keisuke, though still trying to make sure nothing important had been injured and that no bones had been dislodged (neither seemed to be the case), immediately snapped to attention once the lights in the room dimmed and a projection began to play on screen.

"All five of you are present, so let us begin this posthaste," the old man began, beginning to cycle through the slides on the screen as he spoke. "As all of you are likely aware of already, the revision of human history is something that will likely cause irreversible damage to our current timeline, and in order to prevent such a thing from occurring, you are present here today. This is the first of multiple 'singularities', as we have labeled them, and the first one we have discovered thus far. Your mission is simple: fine the 'Holy Grail' at the center of this distortion and return here with it in hand, while also making cure to correct any anomalies in your way.

Your first destination is 9th century Scandinavia, though given your coat I assume you are already aware of this fact. We are unsure of what is occurring on-site, but we have confirmed the signatures of multiple Servants already on-site. It is likely you will come into conflict with a few of them during your investigation, but I advise you to seek out allies, if possible.

For the sake of your assignment, though, we'll have a specialist monitoring you back here in the base. You should be able to communicate with that device you were given a day ago, Mr. Kumozaki, so please make sure you don't lose it. She should contact you once you arrive in the singularity itself, so please, do not be caught unaware. Her name is Meran Briefort Marzikek, and is a representative from Atlas Academy. If you need any information, do not hesitate to contact her.

That is all. You are free to proceed at your leisure."

With that short commentary out of the way, the lights in the room turned back on and the old man promptly left the room, leaving Keisuke alone with the other 4 Servants. There was a moment of awkward silence, and Keisuke coughed once before slowly getting to his feet and actually putting on his coat before beckoning the other Servants to follow him to the next room over.

The Kaleidoscope World Altar was a lot less grand than he had first expected it to be, but the Enforcer didn't mind the object itself as much as he did the giant portal in front of him. Witnessing the execution of the Second Magic in any form was a bit awe-inspiring despite the circumstances, but he knew it was no time to simply stand around continuing to gawk. There was a job to be done now, after all.

"I'm entering the portal now. Are we all clear?" he called out to whoever was monitoring the room before a light flashed green above his head. "Seems so. Well, then..."

And with that, Keisuke calmly proceeded ahead, a bit of sweat beginning to form on his brow as the rapidly-shifting landscape dragged him through to his destination.

Tomoe Gozen

The explanation of the whole ordeal wasn't anything new to the Archer, per se, but knowledge of their destination was certainly something she had not expected. Sadly, not being on familiar territory would be a little problematic—doubly so, actually, given that what knowledge the Grail had inserted into her head about the location in question. Snow impeded visibility, and though she was a Servant, something like a blizzard would still block her line of sight.

"Understood, Master. In that case, I shall follow," she stated, calmly following after Keisuke as he entered the portal.

It didn't take long for the portal to drop the two of them (and the others) off at their destination, which at the moment seemed like a pitch-black forest covered in snow. With a frown, Tomoe took a few steps forward, only for the sound of clashing metal to reach her ears.

"Master, there is an engagement up ahead. May I go ahead to scout?"

"Please do. Something seems off about this place already," Keisuke responded. With a nod, the Archer quickly dashed ahead, bow at the ready as she began to seek out the target.

Just as Keisuke was about to take any moves to follow her, though, the sound of shifting snow around him immediately caught his attention, and without a second thought the Enforcer drew his sword and parried an incoming blow. The sparks from the electricity coursing through his weapon gave him a momentary glimpse of the enemy—a zombie soldier, whose face, though bloodstained and torn, was preserved surprisingly well due to the snow.

"Hm. Where there's one of these, there are more," he muttered to himself before parrying the next blow and running his weapon straight through the zombie's head. The sound of shuffling and the crunching of snow was increasing in intensity, which meant that there was more to come.

"One of you three, back Tomoe up. All others, help me clean up this mess. With no visibility, I can't see these enemies unless they're right in front of me," he stated, adopting another parrying stance as he waited for the next enemy to come.

Of course, lighting a tree on fire would be an option, but that might only serve to draw unnecessary attention to them instead...

Tomoe, on the other hand, was rapidly running through the woods, firing arrow after arrow at any zombie that had sprung up at her flanks. The density of the enemy seemed to increase the closer she got to the noise, but that only made her more certain that this was her intended destination.

It was only a matter of time, though, before she came across a wall of blue flames that seemed to extend around past her field of vision. Without a second thought, the Archer bounded up a nearby tree to examine the source.

One solitary warrior was clashing arms with a pale-haired maiden wielding a lance, and though the blue flames flickered around and caused the shadows to shift, the Archer was able to tell at a glance that the black markings encroaching upon the woman's left arm meant something far more dangerous than a simple decoration or even a Noble Phantasm. The feelings that the two of them gave off were also unmistakably those of Servants, which meant that this matter was of the utmost importance regardless of that fact.

Of course, interfering now without ascertaining the situation would be as foolhardy an action as any, so instead Tomoe prepared an arrow and readied herself to fire at a moment's notice before relaying the information to Keisuke and, by extension, the other Servants of the group.

"The warrior is being pushed back ever so slowly, but it looks as if he has been worn down considerably. I shall prepare to engage once reinforcements arrive," she said, calmly standing by and waiting for a chance to strike.

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@TheFake: Looks fine to me. Accepted.
Aight, noted. Looking forward to your next one.

(Meanwhile, another post from you elsewhere would also be appreciated, but no rush.)
Tiral brushed himself off as he collected the last of the material off the ground, calmly dispelling the ice crystals orbiting him from existence as he got to his feet. The other knights had gathered enough information, it seemed, and he had eavesdropped well enough to be able to more or less understand where everyone stood. Pursuing their target to their own base, especially considering the damage that had just occurred, was nothing more than a fool's gambit at the moment. Of course, before he could head off himself one of the other knights decided to ride off instead. While that was... Less that ideal, there wasn't much other excuse he could conjure up to leave this area any faster to handle his work.
In peace.

"I shall follow. You should do as you see fit," he stated curtly, mounting his steed before following after Cymbeline. The sight of the healer from earlier rushing over towards them, though, caused him to pull back the reins of his horse, if only for a moment.

"Is something the matter? I thought you were tending to the wounded back near the battlefield—is there an issue?" he asked, standing by for a response.
Shokuhou Misaki

Misaki paused for a moment at Hibiki's reactions, trying to figure out how to explain the situation to her. The old man, at least, had understood what she was getting at; after all, it'd be near-suicidal to wander about as they were without any place of residence or a stable source of income. At the very least, she could try figuring out how to get IDs for the near future handled, but that would require government buildings to let them through in the first place.

"Mmm... Well, if you have some home to go back to—and, given your reaction earlier, I would assume you don't—then feel free to look somewhere else. it's getting late, and though I would rather be sleeping at my bed back in Tokiwadai, our current situation makes that possibility seems quite small. At the very least, we won't be probed too hardly at a shelter as compared to... Anywhere else. And no, I am not renting out a hotel room for the night. We only have so much money for the moment, after all," she calmly stated before continuing on once more. Though it was weird walking alongside the man she had pepper sprayed just a little while ago as if nothing had occurred, the esper still had the worry in the back of her mind that he would return the favor tenfold in the future. Of course, antagonizing him at this point would have no merit to her unless the situation called for it, so for now she hoped that he would at least let sleeping dogs lie.

Miku let out a sigh of relief as she hugged Hibiki, letting time tick slowly by for a few moments before letting go. The smile on her face was clear for all to see, though there was a twinge of bitterness at the blonde girl's mention that their home had all but disappeared here.

"Um... Hibiki, did you already go to our dorms? Were they there?" she asked, shifting her glance to the side. "I was in... Ikebukuro, I think? There was some talk about a giant wolf and a black bike, and the police were all trying to get people to move. I was helping them out, so I didn't get a chance to look for you until now..."

There was a bit of hesitation in the girl's voice before she continued to speak, shaking her head as if to dispel any doubts about anything else in her mind.

"B-but I think that we should follow the people you were with to the shelter. If our home really is gone, then I don't know where else we would go..."



The shelter itself (when whoever else who was going there had arrived) was already fairly lively with people who had been evacuated. It was a park, more or less, with various temporary tents set up within to house those who were displaced for the moment. Of course, there were people off to the side giving emergency medical care and handing out things like sleeping bags and whatnot, but that much was a given. There were people chatting about left and right, and there remained a constant tension in the air, but other than that...

Well, given the circumstances it all felt fairly normal.

Hinanawi Tenshi

"Hey, what are you doing throwing words like 'extermination' around like that?" Tenshi asked, clearly displeased at Emilio's choice of words just as the rest of her companions were. "There's no need to act like some omnicidal shrine maiden when things are peaceful... Well, okay, maybe not peaceful, but you understand what I mean!"

The woman—Priscilla—gave a wary glance over to Emilio before nodding her head. Despite his words making her a bit wary, the three young women with him seemed to be reasonable enough to not start fights for any good reason.

"...Very well. I place my faith in you four. Let us be off."

With a nod, Tenshi took flight again, only to realize that Priscilla wasn't following.

"Um... Can you not fly?" the Celestial asked, cocking her head to the side in curiosity. "We can go by foot too, but..."

"Yes. My apologies, but I am unable to take to the skies as you have."

A soft 'oh' slipped from Tenshi's lips as she quietly landed on the ground and nodded.

"In that case, walking is fine. As much as I hate to admit it, though, I have no idea which way to go to get back if we're not flying, though..."



Mordred's sword cleaved cleanly through the slime's body, but it didn't take long for the gash that had been left in the gunk to simply reform over it. It was almost as if the weapon hadn't registered in the first place, and the slime continued to slide along. Though it had grown in size, it seemed to only want to move to the end of the sewer faster instead of fighting back.

Not like it mattered, of course, given the distinct lack of damage on its body after the fact.



"Er... Something along those lines?" the Captain stated, rubbing the back of his neck as he tried to follow Inuyasha's own line of logic before shrugging it off as something for other people to clarify later. "Ah, well, in any case, if you're offering then we'll get you the contract later. For now, though..."

With that, the Captain simply tossed the youkai a keyring with a key on it before stepping into his vehicle.

"The others should be back in a bit. Go check out your room over there whenever you want, alright?" he asked before driving off. The Private could handle the logistics when she returned, after all.

Leonardo Watch

Leonardo stood by speechless as the room seemed to devolve into a big ruckus and Youmu seemed to lose all touch with reality, but before he could really speak up two of the other girls in the room—Sanaki and Meteora, if he recalled correctly from their introductions—seemed to pull all focus on themselves. The smaller debates around the room seemed to quiet down, and there was an awkward silence before someone spoke up.

"To be quite frank, Mr. Reinhertz, it hasn't even been 24 hours since all of these incidents started occurring and, to be quite honest, I—as well of many of my colleagues here—were at a loss when Mr. Sharpton called us all together like this," one man stated, his hands tented in front of himself as a few others nodded in agreement. "But I think that the larger issue at hand is the fact that these people—whoever they were—could freely enter such a high-security facility and waltz out without so much as a response from the security systems. We want information just as much as you do, and despite my own misgivings, I have to admit that the 'Empress' over there does have a point. But at the same time, the UN is technically an independent organization, and we'd have to make appeals to the nations we represent if were to request funds."

"But at the same time, it's not like his proposal doesn't have any weight behind it now," another man responded, his eyes glancing around as he spoke. "We can supply you with some funding to start with along with someone to look over your actions, but so long as you provide results in aiding us—and I do mean all of us, seeing as how we are representatives of all the nations here on Earth—I do not think that requesting additional money should be too much of an issue. Am I wrong?"

The rhetorical question from the man seemed to punctuate how the situation was going, and Leo grimaced a little at how brazen he was. While it was true that they were essentially strangers here (and technically foreign immigrants as well), wasn't there a bit more tact that could have been put into this issue?

It seemed that Mr. Sharpton wasn't the only one who was a bit annoyed by how the situation had become about self-preservation, though, as there were a few other representatives looking at the one who had just spoken before Mr. Sharpton once again attempted to take hold of the conversation.

"Well, considering the fact that they have shown their merits to us here in the United States, I think that we would be more than happy to allow them to set up operations here for the time being. We can settle on a more logical budget for your actions and decide upon what funds you might have to reimburse based on the threat and the damages afterwards, but giving you extraterritorial rights in regards to unrestricted travel between countries coupled with a million USD should be somewhere to start negotiations, but I recommend we debate this further once you have found somewhere to settle down. As of right now, I believe that everyone here would like to consult with their own respective heads of state or what have you, and even then we must decide who would be on the council managing these people. Am I wrong?"

There was a bit more murmuring and a few more 'yeas' than 'nays' popping up in the area as the atmosphere in the area seemed to lighten up, if only a little.

"As for whether or not we exist as 'real', though? Well, I cannot speak for everyone, but I believe myself to exist here, right now, and that is what matters. My duty to this world and my nation mean nothing in the face of some philosophical 'what-if' scenario."

With that settled, the representatives seemed to slowly debate among themselves a bit more before finally adjourning the council, leaving some people to leave the room (some in more of a hurry than others). Of course, Mr. Sharpton was one of the ones who had remained behind, and a few others seemed to hover around as well, if only to see where discussions with the group from here on out led.

"I... Apologize for both our temporary panic and my colleague's behavior. Had I known things would devolve as they had, I might have spent some more time trying to rationalize the situation before leading you here," he stated, glancing over to Sanaki before quietly nodding. "While people may come to question your regency—and, quite possibly, the legitimacy of this entire affair—I believe that something like this was the best course of action we could have taken given the turn that the dialogue was being taken."

With a bit of a sidelong glance, the older man sighed and shook his head before continuing on.

"We cannot simply get you the funding that you need quite yet—there are still legal contracts to be processed, and the usual issues regarding extraterritorial rights remain hanging above all our heads. But you've proven yourselves thus far, so it shouldn't take too long to at least get you somewhere to live for the time being and some money in your pockets so you don't starve. For the time being, though... You should be free to explore the city. If you wish, we can give you some funds for the day, but... It'll definitely take us some time to find a building with enough openings to house all of you that would be okay within that budget and okay everything thus far. For the moment, though... So long as you return here by... Eight o'clock tonight? I believe we can, at the very least, supply you with temporary lodging. All other matters can be resolved after the fact. I apologize for taking up your time; you're free to go."

With a nod, Leonardo shook Mr. Sharpton's hand before taking a few steps back and walking over to Youmu.

"Um... I don't know who this 'Yuyuko' is, but... Isn't there a chance she could be here too? We could try exploring the city to see if we can't find her or not," he suggested, crouching down to see if he couldn't see eye-to-eye with her. "Klaus, would that be okay? I think we're the only ones here who know this place fairly well, right?"

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@TheUnknowable and @Rin:
Former needs to move. Latter needs to start.
That is all. I'll update when, at minimum, Unknowable moves.
Kumozaki Keisuke

With a winter coat now draped over his shoulders, Keisuke calmly walked down to the room in question, quietly taking note of the distinct lack of personnel in the immediate area. His instincts immediately told him to be on his guard, and the Enforcer quietly acknowledge those feelings as he slowly shifted into a stance ready for possible combat. It was unlikely that something had infiltrated the area so easily, after all—there were four Servants to combat them if they did.

Once he finally reached the room in question, Keisuke took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. There was nothing at first, but—

Just as he prepared to look around, a large shockwave struck his body square in the center, and the Enforcer was thrown backwards into the wall behind him. An involuntary cry slipped out of his mouth as his back hit the metal, and Keisuke fell to his knees as he looked at the source.

"Right. Lancer. How could I forget?" he chastised himself quietly, slowly attempting to pull himself to his feet just as his Caster arrived on the scene to chastise Elizabeth.

There was a good reason he had been trying to avoid the two of them until now, and this just happened to be one of the reasons he had forgotten until now.

Tomoe Gozen

The walk down to the room in question was a mundane one for the Archer, but the lack of personnel the lower she went was a bit worrying regardless of the situation. It was only when she heard the sound of what must have been a youkai's death scream and the sound of a body hitting the wall, though, that she sprang into action. With her hand on her katana, Tomoe bounded down the hallway, only to see her Master recovering from an attack and that odd blonde Caster speaking with the Lancer—'Nero' and 'Elizabeth', if she recalled correctly. It seemed that the threat had passed, and Tomoe could more or less figure out what had transpired moments ago.

"Master, please, allow me to help," the Archer stated, grabbing Keisuke's arm and propping him up on his feet before nodding. "Do you require any further assistance?"

"I'm fine, Archer. I'm not that old yet," Keisuke replied, coughing to clear his throat as he picked up his coat from off the floor. "Lancer, there are better places for you to... 'Practice'... Than here. In any case... There was a debriefing to be done, right? Work before relaxation. Let's go."

It was at this point that a rather stalwart-looking older man in a lab coat quietly walked forward from out of the hallway, a small stack of paper in his hands and very distinct earplugs in his ears as he strode forth. Without a guise of complete apathy to how the situation had unfolded, the man (a staff member, given the name tag on him) quietly entered the room behind Keisuke before setting up his own materials.

The debriefing would begin momentarily, assuming there were no further interruptions to be had.

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Kumozaki Keisuke

It had been a few days since the Enforcer had arrived at the facility, and he was none the worse off for it. The somewhat humid climate didn't matter in the AC-cooled miracle that was his room, thankfully enough, and the time spent handling things like paperwork and debriefings on the problems at hand was fairly short. But while the more mundane problems were settled, there was a larger problem at hand.

Well, two problems would be a bit more accurate under these circumstances. There was the issue of 'singularities' that had been brought up multiple times over, and after reading the (admittedly wordy) debriefing Keisuke more or less understood the gist of the problem. It was a bit odd that he would be sent on what was essentially a solo mission into these problems, but even with the backup of multiple Servants and the entire support staff here, having only one Master in each scenario was incredibly dangerous.

That led to the second problem, of course: summoning multiple Servants. The summoning itself had gone off without a hitch, and the results couldn't have been better: a Saber, a Lancer, an Archer, and a Caster. Given the variety of possible problems in the future, having all three of the Knight classes at hand with a Caster to support them would theoretically be one of the most ideal situations that could possibly be conceived. Normally, he would probably be unable to sustain more than the Archer or the Caster over extended periods of time, but apparently the Wizard Marshal had installed something within the building to facilitate keeping that issue as a nonfactor before he decided to leave.

"Hm... The mission debriefing for the first Singularity was to start today, wasn't it?" he mused to himself as he calmly pulled out the short listing of Servant names from a drawer at his desk. Artoria Pendragon, Tomoe Gozen, Nero Claudius, and Elizabeth Bathory...

In retrospect, this would have been a terrifying scene in any ordinary Grail War, but that much wasn't an issue at the moment. Before he could start reviewing information on the latter two (as he himself had not studied as much about them as he did the others), though, a message came from the intercom to meet with the rest of his Servants in the debriefing room.

"Understood," he said in response before the microphone on the other end of the line clicked off before changing his attire into something a bit more fitting for combat and heading out. As far as he knew, the first problem was going to be in quite the cold environment, and he would loathe to be somewhere like that without a coat (at the very least) to keep himself from freezing over.

Tomoe Gozen

A single target, perched well out of her eyesight, stood atop a simulated hill that seemed to scarily mimic the wide fields of Japan that she had traveled through during her lifetime. The swaying grass was a nostalgic feeling, and the Archer let her body relax for a moment before she drew her bow. With one calm, nuanced motion after the other, Tomoe drew the bowstring back and took aim.

She was a bugeisha and a warrior, and thus had to maintain her spirit, body, and mind before the coming battle. This was no different from mere practice at home, after all, and though she would like to speak with her Master and the other Servants she was to be cooperating with at length, neglecting her training, even in a body that did not abide by normal human standards, would have been disgraceful.

Loosing the arrow from its place, Tomoe calmly watched as the projectile soared by and landed straight in the center of the target. She had a smile on her face, knowing that she hadn't dulled in the least, before firing another four arrows in turn. Each one met its mark without a single beat missed, and it was at this point that she let herself relax. As the land around her dissolved into the same oddly mechanical room it had been when she entered, the Archer found herself reminiscing of days past.

"...Yoshinaka-sama... I swear, upon my honor, that I shall not disgrace your name here. To save the world is a lofty task, but in your stead, I shall act accordingly," she quietly whispered to herself as an announcement rang through the building—a call to arms, if anything.

"Understood. I will head down without delay," she stated, calmly letting her bow fade away before quickly moving to meet with the others. The danger inherent in their journey was a given, but so long as she drew breath, her Master would not fall.

That was a mistake she would not repeat again.

@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@KoL
Good to go.

In any case, let's just get this show on the road lol.
@Rin: Accepted, but I shall reiterate: post, post, post. No disappearing without excuses, or the RP will truck on without ya.
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