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Aiden:
Mira

It was official - Vega's skills were at least as good as her own. Maybe better. A relentless assault such as this would eventually wear him down, but that wasn't good enough for Mira! She didn't want to defeat someone so skilled just because she had a better body than they did!

I'm not cheating...!

Her barrage of blows ceased abruptly for precious moments, her sharp eyes taking in the positioning of his defenses with superior reflexes. Her opponent would later swear he felt an invisible force build behind Mira's fist right before finished her duck and rise. A spinning uppercut, meant to knock him by his chin into the air after punching through any defense his arms could muster.

Kotomine_Rin:
Vega

He took a final, haggard step back and heaved heavily. Only when he noticed she had stopped, did Vega gasp.

Death.

The force that welled up before his eyes, faster than he could twitch, was shooting towards him without mercy. The trees surrounding him, the clouds in the sky, the rain pouring down on him. He could see none of it. His body, crushed by pain, felt like it was floating in space. The only thing that felt real in this world was the girl coming to him with her fist clenched. How? He couldn't move, she was too fast. Even faster than before, it was like she was becoming light! Her instrument of destruction came closer, closer, he tried to move away, but before he could do anything-

He slipped. His foot tried to move back, but the slightest twitch pushed the mud under him, and he lost his balance. Now, he was falling backwards, in a world that seemed to have slowed down to a crawl. The only sound the ear shattering beating of his own heart, rushing like gunfire. His mask was sent flying by the blow, and one could see a rictus on his face, half enraged, half terrified, and half overjoyed. 

His back was falling closer and closer to the earth, while hers was rising higher and higher to the sky, like a sun. Her fist almost seemed to glow, mock him.

"Ahh... I see. You are truly magnificent..." Now that his mask was ripped And with every ounce of strength he had, before she could fall back down to him and finish him, his hand moved. Slowly, haphazardly, but it managed to sweep forward. All he needed to do was toss his cloth a the girl, just a little longer. Just a little bit more...

SINIB:

--- Quote from: Elf on July 23, 2019, 04:01:01 AM ---Emiya

Emiya gasped as Sakura backed him against the wall with surprising strength. Heat filled his cheeks as he felt her sniff him. Then he felt wetness soak through his shirt as she began to cry.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, stroking her hair. "Hey, it's not fair to cry in front of me," he said in a soft voice as he traced a silk handkerchief in his hand. He backed away enough so he could gingerly wipe her face clean.

"You're safe now, all of you," he said with a shake of his head.

--- End quote ---

Sakura looked up at him and sniffed. Her deep purple eyes were starting to get a reddish tinge to them, but it stilled there. She smiled, but it was a bit strained. Keeping control when Rin so desperately wanted to hog this unique chance was a bit exhausting.

"Mmph. The past eight years, they've been really hard, Senpai."

Elf:
Emiya

"Eight years?  You . . . still look like a teenager," Emiya said as he looked down at Sakura.

He did frown at the red starting to seep into her eyes.  And the fact there are three personalities there.  Sakura.  Rin.  And Tsumiko.

"Can I ask what happened?  I need to know, so I can figure how to help the three of you," he said in a soft voice as he rested his hand on Sakura's head.

SINIB:
Sakura?

Sakura frowned, the red disappearing from her eyes as Rin partially reasserted herself, and Sakura finally let up a bit. It would be bad to be too selfish here.

She just kept telling herself that to stay calm.

A blue eye reappeared on Tsumiko's body, and Sakura's body language suddenly seemed to merge with Rin's. He could see both of them controlling the body at the same time, each with their own distinct, conflicting mannerisms.

Sakura, or was it Rin, took a step back before sighing. "Unless you have a grail, you're not going to be able to fix anything, Archer."

The girls seemed to shake as they battled for dominance. "Senpai, it's true."

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