Depends on how you use the seal. Its not the only solution though, maybe Giorno over there might somehow manage to sleep with her if he plays his cards right.
Maybe indeed~
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Maybe indeed~
Command Seal? Command Seal. I recommend a Command Seal use on that berzerker.
That'd just make her even angrier at him. And you wouldn't like her when she's yadda yadda.
Berserker
Berserker cast a sharp glance at her Master. Without any warning she closed the gap between them with frightening speed, lifting Giorgio up by his collar and slamming him into the concrete bank of the underpass in what seemed like one swift motion. Her strength was so great it cracked the very foundations, cratering in jagged, concentric rings. The blow would've been more than deadly for a normal human, but she'd calculated her strength just enough so a seasoned magus like Giorgio could survive.
"Listen and listen good, you little shit. I will say this only once," she hissed at the out of breath magus. "My name is Penthesilea. I am the last great queen of the proud warriors called Amazons, and I will be addressed as such. Not 'Servant'. Not 'Berserker'. And certainly not 'Penthesilea' or any cute nicknames. Queen. When you address me, it will be as 'my queen'. 'Mistress' perhaps on a good day. Do that, and perhaps you will still see the end of this war. Do you understand?"
She formed a V with the index and middle fingers of her free hand and pointed them at Giorgio's eyes in case her threat wasn't clear enough.
When he assented to understanding, she loosened her grip somewhat (so from a titanium grip to perhaps a steel or an iron one) and sighed.
"First I am killed by some cheating, spoiled mama's prettyboy, then I get one of my eyes gouged out, and now this? I'm what, shackled to some boy for the duration of this blasted war? I mean my gods, you even look like him!" she yelled accusingly at Giorgio. "Is there no end to this humiliation? Must I suffer for my mistakes eternally? Answer me, father!" she yelled at the sky.
@ADamnFiddle
420 blaze it m8
If nothing else, it's useful for future reference. It might also have some stuff Wes might be able to do that I didn't know about/didn't put on my sheet.
In fact this might be useful general information for the public since we've got like 2 or 3 Clocktower students, don't we?
In fact this might be useful general information for the public since we've got like 2 or 3 Clocktower students, don't we?
... Wait, what are you talking about? I don't want another character, I just want a list of the spells every Clocktower student should know.
Wes Downgate
The Shed, 8:00 AM
"Uhhh... what?" Wes said, either uncomprehending or unwilling to.
"<Hey kid, are you okay in there?!>"
The doorknob rattled.
"Oh shi-" Wes said, then sighed. "Nevermind, just let me take care of them!"
Undoing the lock but not the chain, Wes opened the door a crack and
"Okay, that should take care of that," Wes said, sitting down cross-legged on his sleeping bag. Outside, the four men stumbled back into the warehouse with a slightly dazed look in their eyes, the last two minutes completely erased from their minds. He watched them leave through a tiny hole in the wall until he was sure they were gone and that no one else was around.
Wes sighed.
"Okay, I think we need to establish some ground rules. First is no killing. The enemy Masters and Servants are fine, but I don't want you to attack or use your powers on anyone else unless you absolutely have to in order to protect yourself or me. You're a Servant. With your strength you're liable to kill them, and I'm not even talking about the... what was that you were holding just now? Is that some kind of spell tag?" Wes asked, momentarily allowing his inquisitive side to take over. "A-Anyway, just try not to hurt anybody that isn't involved in the Holy Grail War. Rule number two is we should never use each other's real names unless we're alone together in this room. Outside, it's 'Caster' and 'Master', not 'Tamamo' and 'Wes'. That's me, by the way. I'm Wes. It's uhhh... really nice to meet you."
Wes smiled, blushing. Crap, he was letting the excitement rush to his head again. He was laying down the ground rules here! He needed to be assertive!
He cleared his throat, resuming outlining "da rules".
"Rule number three is don't do anything suspicious in public and don't do or say anything that could lead someone back here. You're the weakest class besides Assassin, and I'm the weakest Master, easily. If we wanna have a shot at winning, we have to play tactically. If we get into a direct confrontation, we're screwed, and if we get ambushed or walk into a trap, we are doubly screwed, so be thoughtful and discreet when you're out in public.
"Rule number four is that there are no secrets. I want you to share everything with me, no matter how inconsequential it seems. Information is important and I need to know all of your abilities inside and out. The more we understand each other, the more effective of a team we can be. That includes me, too. You can ask me anything you want."
Wes paused, thinking for a second. Four was a really crappy number to end on, especially in Japan. He needed a fifth rule.
"... Rule number five is that you can always trust me. And I'll always trust you too. We're all each other has in this war. We're Master and Servant. Partners. Don't be afraid to ask or tell me anything. And I think that about covers the rules for now."
Wes patted the floor next to him, inviting her to sit. He held out his hand.
"My name is Wes Downgate. I'm a second-rate, second-generation magus with no family and no friends to speak of. My mother died when I was fifteen, and I'm on the run from the Mage's Association for my 'heretical ideas'. It's nice to meet you, Caster. I know I'm probably not worth it, but please accept me as your Master."
@Lonewolf685
Berserker
And just like that, Berserker was freed from her madness.
"Son of a mother-fuggin'!... fuck this stupid fucking... graaahhhh..."
The incensed Servant continued stamping on the ground and kicking things almost as if nothing had happened, except now she could speak English. She whipped her head around and at looked at the boy. The sight of him looked like it was causing her physical pain. She grabbed a fistful of her hair in each hand, rubbing up against her scalp.
"FfffffffffffFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!" she yelled, ripping the clumps of hair she held off her head and throwing them on the ground. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!"
@ADamnFiddle
<Snipped quote by KoL>
I bolded systems because you can put down systems and you're not required to put down individual spells. If you had to put down individual spells then it would be ridiculous for anyone. Even the guy who only knows Reinforcement, since Reinforcement is technically a collection of infinite spells.
If you want like, a list of general magecraft that anyone who paid attention in Clocktower class should know, I can send you one.
I'd like that list c:
Posted and edited. For the record, up until now Wes has been talking with airport employees, who are either American/British or multi-lingual, and English-speaking expats. He cannot speak fluent Japanese (which I imagine is a problem for a lot of our Masters).
Wes Downgate
The Shed, 8:00 AM
"I... don't really know how I'm supposed to respond to that question," Wes said, feeling just as bewildered as he did awkward. "I guess... yes? Is that okay? Can I say that?"
Something about having her identity revealed so quickly seemed to have set his Servant on edge, or at least that's what he assumed based on her ears and what he knew about the social cues of various animals, foxes included.
"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned for his Servant.
Maybe it was because her legend was primarily associated with deception and (perhaps) attempted murder? Wes wasn't too terribly worried about that though. He'd summoned from compatibility, so their alignments should be similar. He didn't feel like a murderer, so he doubted the fox girl was as guilty as the emperor had assumed her to be. No, he was guessing there was just more to the story than what he'd been told.
But that wasn't his primary concern anyway. His primary concern was making sure she was happy so they wouldn't have any problems working together, and why she kept saying she wanted to be his wife.
Oh, that and the group of startled workers on break who'd just seen the shed light up like the the damn Holidazzle. That was probably important too.
"<Holy shit!>"
"<What the hell was that?>"
"<What is that kid doing in there?!>"
"<You think he's okay?>"
"<Screw that, I'm wondering if we're gonna be okay!>"
To Wes it all just sounded like gibberish heading in one ear and out the other, but for Tamamo it should have been perfectly clear.
"Uhhh, Tamamo? Do you know what they're saying?" Wes asked as he prepared to have to hypnotize even more people.
@Lonewolf685
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