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Walter Garbury
Abandoned Shipping Warehouse, Harbour


Walter blinked in amazement at how simply his assassin dismissed the golems and explained everything he didn't know to him. The immaculate eating of the sandwich told him all he needed to know about Hassan, careful and precise were of the highest degree to her. Her hesitance and careful nature of the handshake told him all he needed to know about her powers, as morbid as the concept was to him, deep down plans were already formulating in his little head.

He nodded in understanding, blushing a little, embarrassed at his own overconfidence and misdemeanor. "Hassan it its then! Apologies, I didn't mean to overstep or anything, merely trying to figure out exactly how to fight this war y'know? I didn't have any catalyst so I was just hoping for the best, and lo and behold, it appears I got the best" He rubbed the back of his head with an awkward laugh as he hurriedly got to grabbing his stuff together off the ground.

He looked up at her dazzling eyes with a gulp. She was much more beautiful than he had imagined a destroyer of worlds to be, something he was trying not to think about because there was no doubt that both of them would be slaughtered unless Hassan could save them both from certain annihilation. Yet hearing her foreboding words of keeping his distance, he could tell she certainly meant business.

"That's no bother at all! I wondered what the tingling was, just my mana I suppose. Now! Shall we get down to brass tacks?" He announced, a shit-eating grin on his face as he pulled a map of Fuyuki from the office through into the dimly lit warehouse, placing it on the table and after eventually straightening out he looked up with a flustered face, desperate to impress her but a grin on it nonetheless. "Here's Fuyuki, we're here at the harbor, and over here is Shinto Town, I reckon we check it out tonight since the sun is already getting low, either I stay here and keep the fort warm, or we go incognito into Shinto Town. I suggest we check the bridge for anyone suspicious crossing it also....speaking of..."

Gulping, the Brit looked up with a hesitant suggestion. "Reckon we could use your Noble Phantasm of not being able to touch things on my golems? I can cook two up by tonight, but imagine golems that can't be touched, those things would be immensely helpful yknow? I'd really appreciate it, but if you physically can't then I understand, it's quite a forward question ahaha" Smooth Walt, real smooth.
@Seirei No Hai

Walter Garbury
Abandoned Shipping Warehouse, Harbour


As the smoke cleared, the feeling of an entity being present was very obvious, causing Walter to get goosebumps a little. He brushed his dusty looking white hair down as he peered into the smoke clearing before his eyes widened at the image before him.

That was not a cutthroat piece of shit scumbag he'd expect to see.

Honestly, he was sure he was gonna get stuck with something like a Jack the Ripper figure, who'd no doubt be a tall man in a top hat covered in blood, not what he had his eyes on right now, blinking wildly. His golems stood guard behind him, one of them holding the glowing blue orb that successfully masked most of their magic work but the presence of the orb itself could no doubt be detected. Walter, smug smile plastered on his face, took a few steps forward grabbing a small plate with a cheese sandwich and held it out to Hassan with a dumb grin on his face. It was a sincere smile, no lewd or malicious thoughts in it, merely the smile of someone who was happy he wasn't the only one stuck on this sinking ship.

"Pleasure to meet ya Hassan! For the purposes of "secrecy", I gotta call you Assassin around others, but if you're cool with me calling you Hassan I'll use that when we're just chilling, is that alright?" He held the plate out, the small triangular sandwich sitting quite weakly. "Sorry, only really made cheese sandwiches, so it's really the only option, but I bet being summoned could make anyone hungry, we got drinks as well! Oh shit! I'm being rude aren't I?"

He neglected to extend a hand, scared of getting smell on his gloves, obviously overwhelmed by having summoned a hero of legend he had never really heard of. "Name's Walter Garbury, you can call me Walt, or "Master" as my family tells me I should be addressed. Behind me are the Goons, Morpehus, Neo and Mr Smith, they're part of our team too, even if they are my creations" He smiled nervously again and looked around. "Lets have a good war yeah?"

@Seirei No Hai

Walter Garbury
Abandoned Shipping Warehouse, Harbour


Japan wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

At least that was what went through Walter Garbury's mind as he leaned on a chair, sighing as three of his golems stomped around him, the sound of dull earth stomping against concrete pretty obvious as they decked out his new haunt with the various pieces of decor he had found appropriate for the grand opening of his new workshop. He had been lucky enough to win an auction online to win this warehouse after the trading company that sold it to him packed their bags up and left the moment they got the money. Thank the lords for father's credit card, as Walter's own money would not have won him this establishment.

The warehouse was filled to the brim with shelves of shipping crates and boxes lined up all over the place, however, it was all very neat and tidy just how he'd made the golems make it. At the end of the warehouse were 4 metal shipping containers and at the other end a clearing with one long table, beside it an office area. Overall, a pretty solid living situation for his "vacation" over here, something he was already regretting. Feeling the sun nearing sunset, he rubbed his hands together and got off his seat, grabbing stuff from the office and arranging it on the table beside the area he had set up with the symbols and materials needed for summoning.

Along with the table, he had arranged a selection of drinks, which he had mixed by himself, that included Sex on The Beach, White Russian, Strawberry Daquiri, Mojito and a Hurricane. Little party sausages, sausage rolls, mochi, rice dishes and a few cheddar cheese sandwiches in little triangles were shoddily set up in plates for his newest addition to the warehouse, unfortunately, he could never mix drinks with the golems, but he wanted a good first impression with whatever hero of legend he summoned, he was expecting airs of self-importance and overwhelming confidence, so maybe giving them a little feast would start things off nice.

"alright, let's get this show on the road, so nice of the family to lend me a catalyst" The dejected career bartender announced as he began the ritual.

On the second try after messing up the first go, he got it right the second. "Let it be filled. Again. Again. Again. Again. Let it be filled fivefold for every turn, simply breaking asunder with every filling, I call upon an Assassin, to heed my call." He sighed and watched as the floor began to glow, his blue clothes flapping in the winds as they picked up, causing him to hold his hat to his head.

"C'mon, C'mon, Walter needs a new pair a' shoes...."

@Seirei No Hai




Gonna post him separately since code died lmao




This wouldn't happen to still be open would it? I've got some character ideas that would be great for this.
Yoshia Toya


So this was the place huh?

Toya had pretty quiet since she had arrived, having smuggled in a precooked burger and eating it out of it's wrapping as she silently watched the others mingle. The ascent had almost made her legs give up so she was taking a well deserved rest, eating and drinking to sustain herself, as Darwin once said. The red haired girl had a smirk and a glint in her eye as she recognised some people from the entrance exams and tried to give as many people a once over as she could and trying her hardest to remember names.

Making friends was gonna be fun. Everyone here was like her, unnaccpeted to any other academies which means she might have one of the coolest quirks here. She looked at her burger which had gone cold and sneakily exuded some hot steam from your hand to give it a quick burst of heat before continuing to finish it. As she did this her eyes scanned the crowd again, eyeing up everyone and looking at that "turbine" boy with a look of awe and also fear. He could be...difficult, she could see how he could counter her like immensely.

She sighed and looked around again when finally someone to tease appeared. Some guy sauntered up the stairs and she eyed him up, having a hard time remembering seeing him at the exam and walking over to him with a big grin.

"Yo! Don't worry slow poke you arnet gonna be late, well unless something else weird happens!" She let out some laughter and finished off her burger, still looking at him, smiling with glee still. God she was being insufferable. "Don't think i saw ya at the exam, you sure you're fit for this elite school heh?" She grinned wide and looked at everyone else, throwing some finger guns out before looking back to him, the steam girl acting like she was the coolest comedian with the biggest audience.

@pkken

June 24th, Old State House
@Reflection @Epsir
Giuseppe Messana


Thank god Manco ahd taken the signal seriously and helped him with his plan. These toursists intruding on their base of operations could lead to nothing but chaos and mishaps, something he was determined to avoid so that he could focus on pursuing the mysteries this City held and figure out whot his mysterious killer was. However, he wasn't too fond of all the spit and saliva that dripped from the "beasts" maw onto him, scowling a little and wincing.

He watched Manco go to close the doors and put this tourism trouble to rest immediately when suddenly his heart sunk. The tour guide suddenly started scritching at Caster. Like a domesticated house cat. Still on the ground, his hand went for the inside of his waistcoat, ready to draw his gun at any moment and get his guard up. Like it wasnt already up as he eyed the newest visitor to their base of operations up. His mind bustled with a million thoughts at once, desperately trying to figure out who this woman could be and how she had actually found them. He'd kept it as hush hush as possible when he claimed this place for his base.

Hearing her words, he looked up at the woman with a look of shock as he took her hand and pulled himself to his feet, turning to glance at Manco, hoping to god he had any clue as to what this was. Gisueppe had heard talk of mage association involvement and church involvement sure, but nothing about the woman indicated either parties involvement. If anything, he could tell her job was to keep an eye on the place, not him. But now he was involved...he guesses he was being observed by this woman.

"Well, you definitely got me by surprise" He said letting out a low chuckle as he looked around the house, making sure his golems hadn't been interrupted or damaged. "Enterprising in this is the only way to ensure survival after all, but rather I'm more interested in the fine details of this "war", I guess ya already know about the war right? Otherwise how the hell would you know about the leylines"

He let out a chuckle again and looked to Manco. "I'm doing everything ethically, city officials gave me permission to use this place, nothing;s getting damaged and we're not hurting anyone. If anything I wanna know who has been with all those murders takin' place, but right now I gotta bigger fish to fry" With that he looked to her again and held out his hand again.

"Name's Giuseppe, and you?"

June 24th, Old State House
@Reflection @Epsir
Giuseppe Messana


The detective sat observing the statues around the house before nodding to Caster, a fresh face full of optimism for the war flashing bright as he tipped his hat like some cheesy 1930s detective. He walked voer, picking up an amulet in his hands, being able to feel the magical properties of the item already, without even doing further investigation he could tell manco had infused these with enough magic to protect him from assassin. Just as he was about to call back to Manco, he felt a shudder through his bones as his eyes narrowed. No, nothing magical had breached the field.

Just something tedious

"Oi caster, get ready....we've got company." he hushed his voice down, wondering how thin the walls of the state house were. He really should've done more research into things that weren't Incan or Aztec. God if he told Manco he mixed up the two he knew he was mince meat. "Nothing serious...locals, ya gotta help me give them a scare alright?" He gave him an okay sign with his hands and opened the door.

As the light burst in through the black door and took Giuseppe by surprise, he tilted his hat to allow him some shade, to recover his sight and observe the congregation before him. He looked over for his renovations sign but couldn't find it and he let out a sigh. So these were the arrogant tourists he had been warned about. With a rub of his temple and a hidden smirk, he titled his head and looked out to all of them. "EH can I help ya? We got some work goin' on over here and this ain't stuff ya can just walk in and interrupt! Fine though, don't want to leave any of you in the dark with your history, come on i-"

He beckoned them in and cut himself as he walked in, snapping his fingers and looking for Manco. Time to give himself some entertainment before the murder investigation started.
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