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Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@Ginnungagap: Accepted.

Fate/Eternum

Saber - Benienma

"..."

Normally, there would be words for a fallen foe. But as Benienma flicked her blade clean of dissipating blood, she couldn't deny something felt somewhat... off. She couldn't detect if a Servant's spirit origin had vanished or not, she didn't have the capacity to do so beyond knowing that their presence had ceased. And that was most certainly a lethal injury to anyone who did not possess adequate self-recovery. But there was no denying the feeling within the diminutive enma's heart.

Something was wrong. She was certain that she had killed Hijikata Toshizo, and yet something was wrong.

But...

There was no further time that could be spent on such things. She could at least confirm the enemy was no longer present. Quietly, Benienma sheathed her sword, her attention now directed towards the boy.

It wasn't his fault. There was no telling what had truly happened at the moment, but the fact that he had attempted to use his command seals only to be met with failure, the words she had heard the Berserker speak...

Benienma's platform geta clicked against the concrete as she approached him, offering him her hand.

"... You aren't being arrested dechi," she began, "This is for your sake, and so that we can find out what happened here dechi. If your command seals didn't work, if he was summoned by someone else, we need to find out why. I'll be taking you in for questioning dechi."

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Saber - Arturia Pendragon, Kobayashi Seria, Bradamante

And just like that, both battles had concluded. Arturia observed for a few moments... the second that Bradamante had lunged forward to try and strike the opening Lancelot had left, she knew that battle had concluded. Mordred's fight, however, had been considerably more... messy. Mordred's jaw definitely appeared to be injured. And yet her reckless gambit had paid off. It wasn't as if taking a hit to win was as bad thing, Arturia had certainly done so before. But Mordred's fighting style... It was exactly what she expected from the Red Knight, in the end.

The blonde girl, having finished her snacks long ago, rose to her feet to proceed down to the field.

"..."

Bradamante lowered her weapon, taking a deep breath.

"... Aaah... just as expected from the legendary Knight of the Lake..." she commented, "There was no way I was going to win from the start, huh?"

She stepped back, smiling slightly as she did. The chance to duel someone like Lancelot... well, she'd known how to would end from the start, but doing anything less then fighting as hard as she could was wrong. It would be a dishonor to him. And so she had tried her hardest to claim victory.

Seria wordlessly bolted out onto the field the moment she was able to.

"Y-you idiot! Grrr..."

Her enthusiasm for the moment, had faded.

"That was really cool but you're still an idiot!" she cried, even as she began to prepare a healing spell. It was basic, but it was all that was really necessary... still, seeing her Servant do something like that! It was amazing, but it looked like she'd lost teeth or even broken her jaw from that impact! She didn't want to see something like that! Her mana flowed through her limbs as she came to a halt beside the red knight, raising her hands to her face.

Given Mordred's nature as a Servant, collecting any lost teeth wasn't really necessary. The mana she was utilizing would do everything that was required.

@KoL@Raineh Daze@PKMNB0Y

The Nameless City — Invite Only!

The cobblestones were slick with rain.

That was one of the first things that could be discerned the moment that they passed through the door. It was evening, shortly before the sun set, the surroundings cast in faded orange. The buildings around them were tall, gothic structures made from stone, in the distance some displaying orange lights... not that it was easy to see much in the distance. On level with the streets, it was impossible to see past the maze-like arrangement of the gothic buildings. It continued downwards, as well, steps leading to a platform below them, and further steps leading even further down. The city continued upwards and downwards and into the distance.

They had just exited some sort of shop, which was strange given that, if anyone bothered to check, the door was most certainly locked behind them. Perhaps disconcertingly, the shop was advertising aged blood cocktails on one hanging sign. However, that was far from the most disturbing element of their surroundings.

There was the iron scent of blood in the air. Only a few steps forward would reveal why.

There was a dead man on the platform below them. His corpse had been torn apart, savaged and shredded, the spray of fresh blood indicating it had been quite a recent death, and that he had been quite alive when it had happened. Sitting next to the body were two fat, enormous ravens, resting on their bellies as they tore strips of flesh away and swallowed them.

Further down sat stacks of coffins, and the light of a mob of torches could be seen even more distantly below...

@Raineh Daze@RolePlayerRoxas@PKMNB0Y

Fate/Scarlet Babylon

• Name: Nakano Hisa
• Age: 17
• Appearance: "There's no question. The best magus will win, and than magus is me." A petite girl who could be mistaken for a child.
• Personality: As the child of a branch family of nobility in the Clock Tower, one supported by the main branch due to their impressive capabilities in magecraft, it is perhaps no surprise that Nakano Hisa possesses something of an ego. Indeed, Hisa has a habit of talking down to others, her utter certainty in her own superiority dripping for her words. Smug to a fault, Hisa firmly believes it is her role to uphold her family's legacy and continue their craft, something she believes she is more than capable of. While her arrogant and egotistical nature cannot be overstated, as well as the habit she has of mocking and teasing others, Hisa is not without other facets to her personality. In spite of her egotistical nature, as a magus she is highly considerate of the wellbeing of those uninvolved with the supernatural. She does not fully close her heart, as other magi frequently do. It isn't merely because of the necessity of keeping magecraft secret, but rather due to the fact that it is simply the right thing to do as far as she is concerned. Yes, Hisa's ego cannot be overstated, but at the same time she has consideration towards that which is right and just. Perhaps in her mind there is no actual reason why she must abandon her morality simply to be successful as a mage. However, her confidence is perhaps also one of her flaws, as she has a tendency to assume that she will outmatch nearly any opponent she comes across, at least insofar as humans go. Not even her ego would let her believe she could fight a Servant head-on.
• Abilities: Hisa possesses a high number of high-quality magic circuits, making her an excellent mage in terms of both the quality of her magecraft and the amount of it she is capable of performing. Indeed, she can be considered something of a prodigy, a shining beacon of the Nakano family's artifice. In terms of her magecraft, Hisa's affinity is Air. Not only does this make her best at spells utilizing air and wind specifically, but it also increases her capability relating to spells that relate to flow and motion. Spells that accelerate reaction times or cause objects to move faster or slower, as well as spells that directly manipulate the air to create blades of wind or remove it from a location, all fall under her area of expertise.
• History: Hisa is the heir to the Nakano family, a branch of a the prestigous Velverie family of the Clock Tower through her grandfather. Initially dismissed by their main family, the magecraft prowess exhibited by the Nakano bloodline swiftly drew their attention and support. On this matter, Hisa is no exception. A prodigy even by the high standards of the Nakano family, her childhood was one spent preparing her for such a position. It was when the Holy Grail War first became general knowledge that the Velvarie family pressed the Nakano family to participate, and they put forth Hisa as the one to enter the Holy Grail War. The Velvarie even provided her with a shard of the Round Table to use a catalyst...
• Other: N/A

I don't usually post WiPs but I stalled out partway through her abilities section trying to think of something so I guess I'll leave it there for the moment. ^^;

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@KoL: Accepted.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

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Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

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Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@Aviaire: Accepted.

The Nameless City — Invite Only!

Youmu passed through the doorway...

The fact that the exited the stagecoach was only the first in a series of strange things about this new location. To begin with, the more the diminutive half-phantom took in their surroundings, the more appallingly run-down and decrepit they appeared. Youmu had never seen anywhere so terribly ruined, and it was almost sad simply to look at. What had happened here? The ruined city, while destroyed, had appeared to be in a far better condition then this place. What had happened to everyone? All she saw was one man, trying to hide a rictus grin. The sight unnerved her, her phantom half drifting from side to side as she cautiously stepped forward, one hand drifting close to Roukanken's hilt as she did. She didn't like any of this, not one bit.

But... This was also their only way forward, at least that Youmu knew of, that showed any sign of figuring out just what was happening. It seemed like something wanted them to come here, yes, but that didn't mean they truly had any other choices.

She took a deep breath. This was for Yuyuko-sama's sake, after all.

"... Hello?"

@Rune_Alchemist@PKMNB0Y@Crusader Lord

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@Rin: Accepted.