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Arch-Magos Winter:
--- Quote from: Christemo on July 20, 2014, 11:02:05 AM ---Karna
As the last remnants of the parasite burned away, leaving the skin beneath burned black from fire rather than the twisted black of the parasite, Karna's hand left Lucas' arm, fire dissipating like he had turned off the gas to a Bunsen burner.
"I am curing him of his parasidic problem, of course. This is naturally the quickest way to take care of it. Are there any issues with it? I understand your concern, but he can clearly take it and then some."
--- End quote ---
Archer felt his stomach turn a little at the sight of the parasite burning. He'd never liked things like that but there was no doubt that letting it burn was possibly the best method for surely killing that thing. "Even if you can, there's other ways. Besides, you're not just going to be able to burn his impalement better."
EMIYA shifted back a little bit, letting himself relax slightly against a nearby wall. "Speaking of that, what the hell did he take before this? A train to the face?"
Elf:
Wynn smirked at Kyle and said, "There is quite a bit you do not know about me, Dark Wolf. Refusing to try new and unusual things can lead to stagnation, and there is plenty of that going around for my people."
She smoothed her suit needlessly with a sigh and said, "As for the Detective, Ashylnn mayhap be more upset than Forest would if something . . . amiss happened to him. You know my son, despite his loathing of violence, would rejoice to see him come to an untimely end. As for the maiden's blood you smell, if things go well this night, I might have a grandchild to shape as a proper heir."
Her long fingered hands clasped together as she smiled, almost swaying back and forth with joy. "Think of it! After almost a millennia the House of Umbra will have members of note that need not to hide in their namesakes."
******
Lancer eyed Rin's glass, noting that it was half empty. Noting how intoxicated she was quickly getting he waved the bartender over and asked for a glass of water for her and a Smithwicks for himself. Without a look towards Rin, the bartender went off to prepare Lancer's beer.
"Then that Bastard priest decides he's going to use her, you, that other Rin, as a vessel for the Grail. Fuck that. I told him as much and he commanded me to stab myself through the heart," he said with a shrug before his crimson eyes gleamed.
"He just forgot that I tend to linger and I got my revenge for him killing my true master. Then I stabbed Shinji in the shoulder, let you go, and then burned the entire place down because Saber was an idiot. Oh yeah, Saber was your -her - Servant at the time and she didn't even bother to go rescue her. She was like, 'I have to partake in their battle and blah blah blah I'm a dense cunt . . .'"
He then slammed his fist into the table and said, "Next time you see that version of your Da, tell him to stay far away from a priest named Kotomine Kirei."
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Forest watched as Lucas laid back into the bed, his burning arm healing at a remarkable rate. She pulled her hair back and said, "Well with how fast he healed from Karna deciding to become a twisted firestarter, I can at least do some meatball first aid on him. Like removing the rebarb and resetting that other arm before the bones grind into paste. However, I'm going to need something to brace that arm."
She gestured to the cabinet in the back of the room and said, "Karna, there's a plank of wood about two meters high in there, could you get it and cut it into half, please?"
She then looked at Archer and asked, "Could you hold him down while I remove the metal pole sticking out of his arm? As to what happened, well, I saw the bitch he got into a tussle with. I'll just say powers on a Nightmare Fuel level. After that, I'm not sure. From what I know of his personality, he might have pissed off the wrong person again."
Arch-Magos Winter:
--- Quote from: Elf on July 24, 2014, 04:16:44 AM ---Forest watched as Lucas laid back into the bed, his burning arm healing at a remarkable rate. She pulled her hair back and said, "Well with how fast he healed from Karna deciding to become a twisted firestarter, I can at least do some meatball first aid on him. Like removing the rebarb and resetting that other arm before the bones grind into paste. However, I'm going to need something to brace that arm."
She gestured to the cabinet in the back of the room and said, "Karna, there's a plank of wood about two meters high in there, could you get it and cut it into half, please?"
She then looked at Archer and asked, "Could you hold him down while I remove the metal pole sticking out of his arm? As to what happened, well, I saw the bitch he got into a tussle with. I'll just say powers on a Nightmare Fuel level. After that, I'm not sure. From what I know of his personality, he might have pissed off the wrong person again."
--- End quote ---
"...Seriously? You'd better be ready to get showered with blood if that thing severed an artery. Let me pull it." Archer shifted off the wall, walking over towards the restrained... whatever that was. Even as he watched it, the burned flesh healed like nothing had happened as he took his position. "I'd rather not have you going berserk because you were trying to help someone. I don't know how you handle blood, but being sprayed in the face with it, anything could happen."
Grasping the end of the rebar, Archer got a firm grip on it, despite the blood coating on it. His mind flashed to a similar desperate situation performed in a life that seemed like a distant eternity ago. The artery in that case had been nicked, and badly. The subject had bled to death in his arms. Luckily, he hoped, that wouldn't happen in this case, even with arterial damage.
"Hold him, I'll yank on three."
Brahmastra:
--- Quote from: Knick on July 24, 2014, 02:33:48 AM ---Amy
Amy simply mumbled at the sound of Mille talking, still sound asleep, and pulled Fiore tighter against her like she was a pillow.
--- End quote ---
Fiore kept semi-sleeping in relative peace until she felt two hands took a squeezing hold around the lower half of her sizable breasts, at which she opened her eyes with a confuse "morning" kind of look on her face. It took about 5 seconds before it dawned on her that yes, a pair of hands belonging to Amy were indeed feeling her up.
Turning bright red, Fiore thrusted her upper body upright in surprise.
"w-w-w-w-Where do you think you're touching, Amy?!", she almost yelled, hiding her chest with her hands as she noticed the disapproving glare from Mille, which only made her more embarrassed.
--- Quote from: Knick on July 24, 2014, 02:33:48 AM ---Benjamin
Benjamin smiled, but it was not a happy one, rather it was vicious toothy grin. “Sounds good, but if you win I got to get you a place to stay, how about that. Would not be a competition without a reward for whoever won winner.”
His circuits flared to life and his crest became visible over his left lung. His eye glowed as it was activated in full, the world giving way as he could see through all. Taking his mystic codes off his back he held each cannon with one hand.
He then raised one toward a wall, “And that’s one for me” and pulled the trigger. The pressurized stream of water punched through multiple concrete walls before it hit an unfortunate vampire on the other side of the buildings that separated the streets, erasing him from existence. He then simply began to walk through the new holes.
“I hope you’re not a sore loser Queeny. We Saylors take business very seriously after all.”
--- End quote ---
Lorelei could feel them all around her. It seemed like the bloodsuckers and therianthropes of the area had begun advancing on their position. There were dozens, if not hundreds. All lambs to the slaughter of the two competitors.
As a trio of bloodsuckers soared down from above in a leap, wanting to pin the Queen, her armored hand pointed towards them.
Storm of the century
"Θύελλα του αιώνα!"
At the single line of Greek, a continuous barrage of lighting bolts surged out of the hand to completely annihilate the trio, their bodies turning to ash like they weren't even there to begin with.
"You're not gonna win this, sea dog, though I commend you for even taking up my challenge", she said with a smirk of confidence. She drew forth her cropping stick.
--- Quote from: Knick on July 24, 2014, 02:33:48 AM ---Sakura
“Hmmm” Sakura simply thought, she was sure that Ramesses was just being arrogant in this situation. Without Saber he would have been defeated by Gilgamesh in the Grail War. But she was not going to say anything in this situation. If worst comes to shove she would use a command seal to allow him access to his Reality Marble.
“Well either way, I would be a poor idea to act until night; you have drawn too much attention to yourself.
--- End quote ---
"It is natural to draw attention to he who is greatest. Such is the nature of those who shine the brightest", punctuating his sentence with another chug.
--- Quote from: Knick on July 24, 2014, 02:33:48 AM ---I will attempt to find that servant and her master so you can crush them.”
--- End quote ---
"But that's boooooooooring~, you know I need someone stronger than that, Little Flo-wer. Then I'd rather just wait here, with the beautiful you, instead until you find me a better target."
Alice:
RinRin sipped at the glass of water offered to her as Lancer continued to talk about his version of the War.
--- Quote from: Lancer ---"Then that Bastard priest decides he's going to use her, you, that other Rin, as a vessel for the Grail. Fuck that. I told him as much and he commanded me to stab myself through the heart," he said with a shrug before his crimson eyes gleamed.
--- End quote ---
Rin sighed, a wry expression on her face. "Sounds like something that fake priest would do." She hesitated to take another sip of water before continuing, hiding her surprise. "So you were able to defy his order to turn me into his little sacrificial lamb?" She smiled- not as brightly as usual, but then the subject was the Fake Priest stabbing her in the back. It was hardly the lightest of subjects. "I'm sure the other me appreciated it. A lot. Even as he was helping us during this war, I couldn't help but always feel wary of him anyway. ...Our War seems pretty odd compared to yours so far, that much I can tell for sure."
--- Quote ---"He just forgot that I tend to linger and I got my revenge for him killing my true master. Then I stabbed Shinji in the shoulder, let you go, and then burned the entire place down because Saber was an idiot. Oh yeah, Saber was your -her - Servant at the time and she didn't even bother to go rescue her. She was like, 'I have to partake in their battle and blah blah blah I'm a dense cunt . . .'"
--- End quote ---
Rin blinked. "Saber hesitated, huh? What was Emiya-kun even doing to have her just stand around like that? Wait, their battle? Did Archer and Emiya-kun fight each other?
Emiya-kun... Archer. They're one in the same. Archer must have wanted Emiya-kun dead. But why? What would that accomplish?
The frown that creased her forehead as she contemplated her Servant's motives smoothed out with Lancer's next words.
--- Quote ---He slammed his fist into the table and said, "Next time you see that version of your Da, tell him to stay far away from a priest named Kotomine Kirei."
--- End quote ---
What? Rin's eyes widened. Blood rushed away from her veins, making her pale as a ghost. And indeed she had seen a ghost. Or a man who would become one if she didn't try to warn him.
But what can I do? A different version of me could have my father back. But I could interfere with timelines. But this place proves that different timelines can exist at once, right? Wouldn't I be safe? But Kotomine.... Why did he kill my father and then raise me all that time? To use me? Yeah, sounds about right... No denying that it isn't the truth either, the look in Lancer's eyes is no lie. Either way...
Rin's hand curled up into a fist, shaking. "That Fake Priest... no matter how much he helped Emiya-kun and Sakura, if the bastard were still alive, I'd do everything I could to make him regret every scheme he's ever concocted. What he could have done to me, what he's done to my father..." She looked over at Lancer. She gave him a sheepish look. "A-and honestly, I think I could use another drink. I think it'll help quell the urge to just randomly punch out my anger like Garrison-chan would just a bit."
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