Cross Effects 3.0 - October 21, 2015—June 23, 2016

[Thedoctor]

Kuro

The cold didn't really bother her that much, but other people might not be too fond of it, it looks like Corbin was one of those. Mordred's suggestion about the sport being indoor was good, they'd have an easier time finding people willing to that in the winter. Then Corbin mentioend a sport she hadn't heard of. "Racketball? what's that?" Kuro asked him.


Jeanne

She let go of the other Sakura as her Sakura took a step towards her. May-maybe... But even if he is sincere... She heard her master say, sounding unsure about what she was saying, it ended when the other Sakura defending the other Shirou, saying that he had made a mistake but that he would never rape anyone.

The blonde woman kept watching what was happening quietly, not wanting to interfere in a situation where she had no grasp of what was going on. Her passivity ended when her master grabbed her shoulder and wrapped her arms around her, clearly trying to keep herself steady. Jeanne wrapped an arm around Sakura to support her aswell. "Sakura, I'm here, don't worry." She told Sakura with a calm tone.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Garou XIII
 
Garou frowned but ultimately looked down in defeat. However, he had far from given up, he would eventually win!
 
"Fine..." He grumbled sourly before pouting.

[yinsukin]

Medaka Kurokami

Medaka's bright red face was returned to normal color.  While still embarrassed, she managed to completely regain her composure.  She looked Shinobu straight in the eye, as if redirecting her embarrassment right at her.  "Yes, I like the attention but I am actually rather conservative with my own sexuality.  I am a bit inexperienced."  She declared, with a voice that completely opposed her actual emotions.

She gripped her bleeding arm, as if suddenly remembering it hurt.  "I suppose my naive nature has gotten me into trouble.  I am glad your here.  Who knows what that doctor would have done.  I may strong but here, in this city, strength means nothing."  She said, thinking back to the events that have occurred thus far.  There was a soft quality to her voice, as if she was remembering both fond and sad memories.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura and Shirou

Sakura glared angrily at her alternate self, her words seriously irritating. Did this idiot seriously think that her judgement of a man she had briefly met was more reliable than that of the woman who had been married to him for thirty years?

"Do you seriously believe that the judgement you made based on one bad impression is more reliable than the judgement I made based on thirty years of life together?", she said, sighing, her anger clear.

"I have been married to him for thirty years, and I can assure you he most definitely is Shirou. He is kind, considerate, brave and strong, and he would never, ever willingly harm me or any alternate version of me. I don't know why he made the mistake he made, or why his apology was so inexplicably bad, but I assure you he would never willingly upset or harm you in any way. He has apologised properly now, that should be the end of it", Sakura finished, her tone calming down slightly, hoping she could convince the woman of Shirou's innate Shirouness.

Meanwhile, the alternate Sakura turned to Irisviel, addressing her in German. Whilst Sakura could not fully understand her words, she knew enough to realise that she was asking why they were here. To Sakura's slight annoyance, Irisviel responded also in German, making no effort to explain to them why she had brought them to this place and to the crazy alternate version of herself. Once again, Sakura could only pick out the occasional word of Irisviel's response, determining that it was something to do with someone called "Vanguard" and being sorry, and bringing them here for safety. Unfortunately, though, this time, Sakura lacked the context to pick out anything more.

However, whilst she couldn't really work out what was going on, the other Sakura's reaction was dramatic. As soon as she heard the name of this mysterious person, her legs weakened and she collapsed into the arms of her blonde servant, asking the woman what she meant as she did so. Sakura looked on with confusion and a little concern, wondering who this "Vanguard" person might be. Whilst she was mad at her alternate self, she didn't really want to see her harmed. At the same time, she was too annoyed to make any real attempt to help her, and had no idea what was going on anyway.

Shirou, on the other hand, who was still prostrating himself on the floor, looked up with genuine concern and worry. Even if this was not his Sakura, seeing any version the woman he loved collapse like that was distressing. And, unlike Sakura, whilst he could not understand Irisviel's German speech, he knew exactly who Vanguard was. Yet, at the same time, it confused him. Vanguard had died at the hands of Togan, why would Irisviel bring him up here? Was, perhaps, she informing the other Sakura of his death? If so, then maybe that explained her reaction.

Still, Shirou was conflicted. He desperately wanted to ask what was happening, and if she was OK, but it wasn't his place. The alternate Sakura still hated him, and any attempt to comfort her would only result in upsetting her further. So, he simply pulled himself up from the ground, looking on with concern at the alternate Sakura, obviously genuinely worried about her state.

[Kat]

Mordred

"Nah, I don't think that would be fun crashing amateurs. Playing with a pro would be more interesting." She shrugged. A mundane human could easily make up with skill. "And yeah, cannot wait for the spring. The thing is though that the weather's becoming increasingly erratic over time. I blame the global warming. Sometimes the weather patterns get switched around and there's snow in fucking April while winter resembles more autumn."

It seemed that Kuro wasn't familiar with the sport. "It's quite simple. There are two players, you are passing the ball to another player by bouncing it off the wall. You hit the ball with a racquet and the other person has to hit it back or they lose. Your job is to basically make it so they have it hard to hit the ball."

[Kat]

Petra

"Here, here." Petra handed over to Garou the tourist map she owned. "Don't know how much it is accurate, but it should be helpful, I think. I wish I got a compass too, though." Even if being stranded inside a city was nothing compared to being stranded in a middle of a sea, any navigating tools helped when facing their situation. The modern world indeed has progressed, as even a compass wasn't know during her age. If it was a night, they could have navigate by using stars at the point of reference, though she wasn't sure how good view was from the city here. Bright lights hampered observing the sky a lot.

"Hey, Tohsaka, do you know any tracking spells, or it's not your cup of tea?" She turned to the magus. Even if she didn't like that, in case they got lost completely, maybe magecraft could have been of an use.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Alarice

Wary eyes gazed at the shadow and were more than ready once the burning bones emerged and were launched at her. Nimbly, albeit not with the grace she had at the beginning of the spar, Alarice leapt over and through the three bones. The heat was not nearly enough to do harm but a fierce frown had found its way onto her face.

"Enough! The spar is over. I require new clothes and we will need to have a talk about this spar after I make lunch." Annoyance and some anger infected her voice as she spoke. Nevertheless she schooled her features into a calm mask and began to walk off. The skeleton had tightened a bit to accommodate her naked form which only reminded her of her predicament. She was sure she had seen some clothing in one of the other rooms, and while she was sure they belonged to a man she could make adjustments. The servants seemed to have been practicing sewing and knitting upstairs anyways so in the worst case she could simply ask them.


Numina

If the redhead felt any trepidation at the vagueness of the child's statement she didn't show it Instead, she lifted the dark haired girl up and placed her on her shoulders. "Alright, then we'll just have to look for every big store we can until we find her, alright? I just need you to help me and be a lookout for your mama. Is that okay with you? Oh, and what's your name? It would be very bad if I lost you and couldn't find where you are."


Erica

The construct's eyes focused on the newest arrival with supernatural clarity. Cut the flesh and crush bone and all that was left was a monstrous thing. Perhaps not as overt or destructive as the byproduct of a Malicious but a monster nonetheless. IT would be wise to attempt elimination, but at the same time if it was capable of disguising itself well enough and wouldn't stir a panic than it was not her concern for now.

Instead what was her concern was the wasteful partner that had throw away time for no reason. Her voice was utterly bland as she said, "If you were bothered than I apologize for the interruption. However, it is my duty to warn you that your companion is only human in the physical and perhaps mental sense. Her soul is that of a monster. Make use of that information as you will."

The chair reverted back into the neutral Mantle as Erica strode towards the fool who had shoved an oversized nail into his head. A portion of her weapon curled around her arm and she hurled it forwards as a Whip that wrapped around the man's waist and yanked him backwards. The Whp then unfolded into a Claw that caught him once more as she continued to walk with an undisturbed stride. "What was the meaning of that pointless interaction? You have wasted my time with a halfhearted act of empathy for no reason at all. The deal was that you may use my abilities to aid you in your own endeavours. I am not here to watch you pretend to care and slink away like a soulless dreg whenever you are told you are unwanted."

[Kotomine_Rin]

Count Greyskull

The skeleton jumped back with a cold shiver as soon as he met Alarice's scalding glare. He listened and tried to not tremble, gulping nervously. All traces of his over the top bravado had instantly vanished, giving place to what could only be compared to a child whose teacher told him to see her after class.

The frightened lord Greyskull nodded nervouslym thrown aback by her anger. W-what did he do wrong? Damn, he really didn't mean to mess up.

"W-well, if you can come upstairs, I had prepared s-so...erm... a surprize for you. A-and you don't have to cook if you don't want to. S-sorry."

Then, he proceeded to fidget and sulk like a sorry mess, genuinely hurt by her anger.

[YOLF]

Sky Palace

Drakkallion's head swung sharply down towards the tolerable mortal he had been speaking to, alarmed by his interjection. The general heard him well, and the undeniable seriousness seemed to strike him out of a stupor he hadn't known he was in. "What?! Where, what, who?" He questioned, spreading his wings before lifting the man by the shoulders with his huge, scaled hands. The movements were abrupt and rushed and his animalistic eyes ignited with a ferocious and disposition, but for all that the gravely voice seemed near cracking, his hold was hard and unbending as stone.

For he may yet prove himself incompetent in the role that had been given to him, his skills redundant and his place a waste. His power might ultimately show itself unsuitable for a warden, and perhaps he would be admonished or even punished for doubting himself or presuming to do any more than he was precisely told to, and failing to boot. But in this, he would not give. In the purpose he had assumed, he would not falter. General Drakkallion's sympathies and whimsies were but footnotes in this pillar of steel. He would protect the Sky Palace. For this, his body would not fall even if the very heavens did. That was absolute.

His claws lodged into the ground, and the fire in his gaze sharped to a solidity that pierced his subject's own eyes. He had to hear what he had to say. Whatever the mortal knew was necessary, and he would be thankful for it. He was relying on it.

"Explain human, explaaaainnn!"


The drakkonid's near-wail almost echoed inside the hall, and the twice-shaken janitor turned around to scan for signs of an impending doom by incineration. Whether by luck or the uncommitted relief of seeing the owner of the terrible voice poke his head inside in scrutiny, the freelance magus's suspicious countenance was not noticed, or at least not taken as such. In his quick wit, Shirou had managed to avoid the camera and set himself to wait for his chance to move to his objective again. Alas, nothing happened by accident, and there was no luck in a path such as his that was not followed by a proportional fallout.

And such it was that from around the near corner where the hall continued, he could hear approaching footsteps in his direction as two human voices traded opinions.

"Do you think we need to go? What even was that?"
"I don't know, but it won't hurt to check. As if all these demons weren't making me nervous enough already..."

The individuals in suits made their way out of a door with the magus just out of sight. Their hesitation-laden exchange did not delay them for longer than a moment, which perhaps spoke to their professionalism. They moved to investigate the disturbance that drew their attention, and the camera began to whirr to the side again.

[SINIB]

Sakura Matou

Sakura wrapped her arms around her servant and lean her head against hers.

This day was full of surprises.

She looked at Illyasviel with a deep sadness, beginning to cry, but holding it in for now. She rubbed her temple. She didn't like this day at all. It might have gone differently if the day hadn't been so awful, but at this point, she was sick of seeing the two retards, and most certainly didn't want to let them stay with her.

But Vanguard had sent them, so she needed to do something.

She wouldn't feel right just sending them out to die tonight.

It would be wrong, even if seeing him dead would be good.

Sakura sighed.

What should I do Jeanne? What does god think?

[Kotomine_Rin]

D'arcy Hugh (Totally not Darcy)

The priest would be lying if he said he didn't nearly yelp at the dragon's sudden move. Eyes filled with fire stared down at him, sending chilling sweat down his forehead. There was a time and place for being calm, and this was neither. Still, it was far from a disadvantage. He just couldn't help it, these muscles...
 
Ahem.
 
It would be even more suspicious if he remained constantly calm, such nervousness did not give his true intentions away. Rather, it made his act seem more genuine. He cleared his throat and spoke with hesitation.
 
"My useless idiot brother decided to help some fool in a rescue mission. Something about protecting all cuties in the world and not letting heathen abominations have their way with innocent ladies. Honestly, I still have no idea what he was on about or care. I tried to dissuade him, but.... can you just punch the idiot for me if you spot him? Looks similar to me, spiky hair, is prettier according to him. Trust me, it would make the world a better place."
 
D'arcy sighed, genuinely showing signs of annoyance. 
 
"I'm not too sure, but I could have sworn I saw that other man get in. Was it...Sherou? To hell, it doesn't matter. We should make sure nothing bad happens. I'm pretty sure neither of us wants you to get chewed out by whoever lords this place... or worse. That would be bad."

[Kat]

Mitsuba

Die, die, die, you piece of garbage, just keel over! If she believed that a God that would favor her and not want her to disassemble her existed, she would now pray fervently, so strongly she desired hat Darcy would get erased. As more and more seconds passed, she started worrying, even if she knew that sometimes effects were delayed.

And then she had to glitch at most inopportune moment. She started coughing violently, covering her face with a palm. Her hand got stained with a blood that she coughed, as if she suffered through particularly vicious bout of tuberculosis.

Fuck my life... She thought as she fought to not pass out from this terrible ailment. Hopefully that would be a temporary glitch, but she wasn't so sure about her odds. What she was confident about was that her grudge against this scum only increased.

[Kat]

Rikuyo

Whether she liked it or not, the redhead got dumped in a place where she was supposed to get fixed if the white haired guy was to believed. Rikuyo wasn't most obedient patient, after few times she stubbornly tried to get out of the room that smelled too bland and sterile for her taste the redhead got mercilessly strapped to the bed, bandaged like a mummy to restrain her further. Staying in one place without doing nothing was against her very nature, so she felt like living through a Hell, so bored that once she got out she would punch out anyone that feeled remotely strong. She feared that her muscles would atrophy worse then after using her ultimate move if she didn't get out of the bed at all cost.

Contrary to her fears, they couldn't keep her still for too long. Her wounds healed up faster the more chi she regained. When she was in shape, she just broke restraints, punched a hole in the wall and left just like that, not giving shit about the property. Several days have passed by the time Rikuyo broke out of the hospital.

[Thedoctor]

Jeanne

The blond servant accepted the embrace, and raised her left hand to Sakura's head, stroking her soft hair with it. She ignored the guests for now as she thought about what her master had asked, it was a difficult question, yet one that needed an answer.

I can't tell you what God thinks, no human can. Even though we are made in his image, The Lord is beyond us. I can only tell you what he says, Sakura. You should be forgiving to those who earnestly seek it.

[Cherry Lover]

Rider

Rider stood protectively in front of Oka, her mood buoyed by the fact that the girl appeared to trust her, at least somewhat. Oka's opinion of the two newcomers absolutely clear, Rider was about to ask them to leave but, before she could do so, the man who sounded like Vanguard excused himself, claiming that he had only been trying to help. Normally, Rider would have questioned him further about his voice but, right now, she was far more interested in protecting the vulnerable girl hiding behind her. He was leaving as Oka had asked, so there was no reason for Rider to intervene further.

As such, she focussed on the strange-looking, blue-eyed woman. There was definitely something odd about her, an opinion that was confirmed when the woman began to speak in a bizarrely-formal manner, accusing her of possessing the soul of a monster. Rider glared angrily at the woman, upset at her for potentially frightening Oka, and wondering how she could tell. The woman was likely dangerous, and Rider prepared herself for a potential fight but, fortunately, she chose to leave, following after the Vanguard soundalike.

The two threats now leaving, Rider remained in front of Oka, protecting her from the two people who had annoyed her. She just hoped that the girl would ignore the strange woman's words and not hold Rider's monstrous nature against her. As such, she felt no need to addess the issue just yet, instead remaining in front of the girl until the other two were safely gone, her desire to protect the girl from harm obvious.