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My Name is Shadow Daedalus, but I will accept pretty much any diminutive form you can come up with. I am active in the GMT Timezone, and I mention this to help coordinate posting times with others.

I like to RP things with fighting and grit, but chilled out RPs are good too. I'm a little out of practice, so my writing style falls anywhere between Low-Casual and High-Casual.

Wide range of tastes, like Sci-fi, Modern, Fantasy and Historical. This also includes a diverse range of Fandom content, especially Games and Anime.

I don't usually play more that three characters at a time, and I'm more comfortable as a male character, but I might try to expand more in the future, you'll have to wait and see...

Not very interesting, so feel free to ask me questions :D

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Interacting with: Taka @1Charak2


Although she might not have known it, the woman's question immediately confirmed his suspicions of her. Magi and magecraft weren't exactly well-known subjects, so by asking that question it told him, with very little doubt, that was in fact also a Magus. The fact that he couldn't see her hands was concerning at best, but he maintained his mask as he delivered a plausible lie with a sheepish grin.

"You're pretty sharp, lady... Yeah, I'm a magus, but I wasn't really that good with anything..."

A sheepish and a little derisive chuckle 'slipped' out, but behind it James felt the urge to draw his gun. This woman was hiding something, he knew she was. That was the impetus of Magi after all...

"What about you? The only people that usually know about that kinda stuff are magi themselves."

Careful not to let his mask slip, James made sure he had most of his weight on his back foot as he spoke, mindful of the woman's hands. He was keeping enough distance that he would have time to react should she strike, but close enough to quickly counter attack. Just to make sure, he quickly contacted his Servant. He could feel Archer's presence on the rooftops, through their connection, but tried to limit the profile of the link between them.

"I don't like this at all. Keep an eye out for any hostile Servants, but make this woman your priority if she tries anything."

"I'm not sure it's wise to focus all of our attention on one person. As you said, there may be more of them around."

"Hmm... I'll trust you on this one, but be ready in case I need you to attack."

"Of course."


Back at the conversation at hand, James appeared to be waiting patiently for her reply. His eyes travelled across her profile slowly, in a way that wouldn't attract any attention until they caught a glimpse of something steel-grey in colour resting just below the cut of her top. Before he could investigate any further, he moved his eyes back to her face in a bid to memorise her face. After all, she had just turned into a HVT.
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Interacting with: Taka @1Charak2


As the woman in front of him spoke, three things became immediately apparent: Firstly, she seemed completely disconnected to what was going on around her; Secondly, she was apparently underestimating him based on the age difference, 'Kid? I'm 19 and I've probably killed more people than years she's been alive!, and Thirdly, he was faintly aware of the disturbing sensation of crazed eyes on his back. Just to be safe, he gave Archer another warning to be on the lookout. Adjusting his grip on the phone in his hand, he seemlessly slipped on the mask of the polite stranger.

"Strange? I'm surprised you haven't heard about it already. There was an explosion at the docks last night, but they haven't confirmed anything about it."

Flipping the phone in his hand, he subtley dismissed the camera feed and brought up one of the news station websites, quickly finding the story they had reported earlier this morning. Turning it to face her, he replayed the report until it was done before closing the device and making sure it was slipped into a false pocket hidden inside his coat. The malicious eyes still crawled along his back, and he was slowly becoming more convinced that it something to do with the woman he was talking to...

"Archer, can you read any kind of signature from this woman?"

"It's faint, but I can feel a flow of mana between her and someone else, but the other one is too well hidden for my Hunter's Mark to detect."

"Magus?"

"Most likely, Master."

Hidden by a small, polite smile, James grit his teeth. Any Magus in Fuyuki, during the Grail War, was a potential Master. This woman was no different. Ignoring instinct to draw his weapon, he maintained his cover as he smiled again.

"Why'd you ask? It was on the news this morning, so I thought most people would have heard about it from somewhere."
@1Charak2 In progress, dw
@Stitches I was thinking of making a disgraced ex-council bodyguard, then I realised I was making a combination of a steampunk sniper and Corvo Attano :/ oops
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Interacting with: Taka @1Charak2


A shrill beeping caught James and his eyes opened sharply to settle on the digital clock resting on the worn wooden table of the bedroom of his Fuyuki safehouse. It was a run-down apartment, no penthouse suite for sure, but it had all the necessities he required. Hot water, electricity and a reliable (but not entirely legal) WiFi connection. What set this apartment apart, however, is the purpose-built concealed spaces and what they contain. At first glance, it would seem to be an ordinary apartment for a single young man, but in reality it was stockpile for firearms and other weapons that James found useful against the Magi he hunts, especially those that arrogantly and foolishly focus all of their efforts into Magecraft, leaving them helpless to the vicious punch of gunpowder and steel. As the ringing of the clock got louder, the assassin focused his attention back to the device. 11:04AM. Rising from his bed to silence the device, a small part of him bristled at the late awakening. Another, larger and more logical, part of him recognised the reason why he had slept in in the first place. Before he could dwell on it, he shook away the though and quickly went through a routine that could simply described as 'normal'. After a quick but through shower, he quickly dressed himself and poured himself a mug of coffee.

He glanced over his shoulder as a figure materialised beside him, as if by unspoken command. While the slim, weathered tricorn and the worn longcoat didn't give many clues to the figure's identity, the folded mechanical crossbow on his back highlighted his class as a servant.

"Archer." The servant nodded slightly in acknowledgement, but didn't speak. Instead, James continued as he knew his servant was listening. "We need to need to do some reconnaissance, get a better picture of what we're up against."

The servant appeared to be in thought for a moment before he looked out from under the brim of his hat and nodded in agreement. "I agree. An important part of the hunt is learning about your prey. Its habits, its weaknesses, where to strike..."

"That's why I've tapped into the traffic camera network around Fuyuki and the surrounding area..." James crossed the small apartment to where a sleek black laptop was open and waiting on one of the kitchen worktops, Archer following behind. Touching the trackpad and tapping his entry code, he looked at the screen, split into nine sections each showing a different camera feed much like the devices he used to spy on the church. Something unusual caught his eye and he raised an eyebrow before he place his mug down and placed both hands on the laptop. Deftly manipulating the keyboard, he expanded four of the camera feeds across the screen, one in each quarter of the screen. On each of the screens, almost unnoticeable to the human eye, the feed appeared to flicker as if it had been digitally altered, almost like someone was doctoring in it real-time. Over a short amount of time, the screens stopped flickering only for it to travel to another camera, as if it were moving... "Based on the way it's moving, this isn't likely to be a software glitch. We should check this out."

"Agreed. We should be careful though, there could be Servants involved."

James didn't respond verbally, instead just nodding and crossing the room to a nondescript end table before reaching under and pulling out a Browning Hi-Power handgun in a discrete chest holster. While it wasn't as powerful as his twin M1911s, he was heading into a fairly busy area so he needed something more subtle and the fairly large magazine made up for the reduced stopping power. Slipping on the holster underneath his coat, he nodded to Archer, who slipped back into his non-corporeal form, and quickly left his apartment, locking the door behind him.

~~Time Skip: 1:35PM~~

Checking the camera feed on his phone again, James saw he was close to the area that was being affected by the unusual interference effecting the cameras. After searching for nearing 2 hours, the Master-Servant pair were finally getting closer to figuring out whatever was causing it. Tapping into the connection to Archer, he sent his servant a quick message.

"We're close, stay alert for any Servants or Masters..."

"I understand. I'm not sensing anything right now, but I'll keep my eyes open."


Closing the connection again, James looked out across the people in the street around him for a few long moments before stepping out of the alleyway he was in. As he walked, he glanced at one of the traffic cameras mounted onto the buildings as he tried to connect the information he had. Suddenly, he felt himself collide with someone else and his focus abruptly shifted from the camera to the woman in front of him. As he was in thought, he hadn't seen her as she drew closer, and she seemed too preoccupied by the sun to notice him either. She was a little older than him, maybe 3 or 4 years, but something told him there was more to her than would seem... Shaking his head slightly, he caught himself and gave her a polite smile.

"Ah, I apologise. I wasn't looking where I was going."
@1Charak2 I can arrange an encounter, if you'd like
Venator Aurea
Lustre Academy, Main Hall Mission Boards
@CadenGallic@Eklispe




"So, it's two for the wall and two that don't have a particular preference. I'll put our names down for the patrol then."

Turning back to the holographic screen, he selected the mission briefing for the Patrol along the wall and quickly entered his and his team's names. Waiting for a confirmation, he turned back to his team with a short 'done'. Pulling out his scroll as a message tone sounded, he looked over the details of the mission again as the confirmation notification appeared on the device, the same message being sent to the rest of his team as well.

Returning the device to his pocket, he stretched his arm with a small pop from his shoulder before settling his eyes back onto his team.

"Now that our mission is confirmed, we should probably rest up and check our gear. Easy assignment or not, we don't want any of our equipment to malfunction in the field."
@CadenGallic How would students accept missions? are they presented on holographic screens, or do they use their scrolls?
Venator Aurea
Lustre Academy, Main Hall Mission Boards
@CadenGallic@Eklispe



The mention of the guards gave Venator brief pause, memories of his time with his old group resurfacing. He'd had more than a few run-ins with the guards back then, so he could only hope they didn't recognise him or, if they did, realised he was a Lustre student. Never-the-less...

"Like I said, It's up to you. We're a team, so I'd like to make these decisions as one. What say you guys?"

He turned his head to look at Terra and Lynn, who had yet to voice their opinions. If they both agreed, they would sign up for the patrol along the wall.


Interacting with: Father Walter @vancexentan


For a few long moments, James didn't speak. His eyes drifted back to his bolt in his hand and his grip tightened underneath Walter's hand. Was he honestly about give up the last thing that reminded of his purpose in this war? Yes, it was causing him pain, but he had become numb to the sensation as he had grown into this world of magi and assassins. Still, that dull ache in the back of his mind was a reminder that this wasn't a game, it was very much the war its name said it to be. He briefly closed his eyes and exhaled before he opened them again to settle on those of the Father in front of him.

"It's my decision to remain in this war, so It's not fair to burden you like that. I'll use this as my catalyst. Thank you for the offer though, Father. Please, take care of Amina's body in case I don't make it out of this war alive."

He slowly withdrew his hand to replace the crossbow bolt back into his coat before slowly rising from his seat and adjusting his coat with a respectful bow to Walter. Strapping the twin pistols back onto his legs and replacing the katana onto his waist, he turned to face the clergyman one last time as he made to leave the church.

"Again, thank you for your help. If you'll excuse me, I have a war to fight."
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