Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

Apparently there was food here so she came to the Cafeteria for the time being.

The Archer shined silverware, having prepared the Cafeteria for such a dining experience. His hair tamed and glasses fixed firmly. A tuxedo and bow tie he did wear, as well as white gloves and a watch. The watch served more then a purpose to tell time but to keep track of it to keep the service moving. He stood just beside the monkey, a inch or two behind him. @Tyonis Shiki

The local crafter man servant decided to take a short break from work and come out to the festivities. It was a nice season for enjoyment, and the gift giving time was almost over. He was wondering what sort of feast that had been announced had been prepared, so he curiously made his way to the cafeteria

She will make her way over to a table and sits herself down.

Paracelsus would make his way over as well and sit across from the other servant and give her a bit of a wave as they wait for the food

( @deleted-role Pizza time!

3:29 PM

( Come to the cafeteria for Gawain's grand feast

(why alert you dumb.

A grandiose event they say, a banquet fit to be the feast of the gods, tis was how people refer to the servant’s cooking, as a true goddess, she must come to verify the authenticity of his cooking of course, and to perhaps sate her cravings of delicacies, though the cafeteria’s food wasn’t necessarily bad, it certainly wasn’t pleasant to feast upon the same ol dishes on a daily basis. As such, the goddess alongside her master came strutting into the cafeteria, arms crossed with a smile tinge with a hint of arrogance, she wore her usual “attire”, simply the bare minimum of decency, two thin pieces of gold layered cloth to cover her privates, but beside such, her bare skin was to show. “I hope the food is as good as you say m-master… I’ll flay you alive if it’s under my expectations, hphm… stupid jerk...” A rather particular foul mood she was in as well… originally she had planned to invite her master along to visit the holiday themed areas, since her gift had also been prepared, she was in a rather jolly and festive mood, alas it was ruined by her master’s sudden invitation to a banquet, and she couldn’t simply say no to such delicacies right…?!

(i must alert you all to come die

where do i roll)

here

where do i roll my portent)

@StarryCleric

Paracelsus received some food: 1d20 (14) Total: 14

dt journal)

The Archer soon began to hand out food, a dry expression as he placed the first of many courses to people

( Paracelsus gets a EMIYA dish, yosha

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

food for Jeanne: 1d20 (7) Total: 7

1

( Jeanne gets a gawain, ohno

using my portent 14 for the roll)

( for your roll?

@hei_g

Ereshkigal gambles for food: 1d20 (17) Total: 17

( alright

She was given her food and she would begin to eat it.

( Eresh gets EMIYA dishu

1

1

1

Selection timed out or was cancelled.

Eats emiya's dish

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (10, 6) + 21 = 31

He stared blankly at the blonde and black haired individuals. Shaking his head, he simply returned to serving. Seeing the beginning of the adverse reaction to consumption of the SCP-032, Gawain's cooking. He walked over to Jeanne and offered a apology, Before returning to serving.

"Yasuke arrived in the cafeteria dressed like Santa Claus, the man was built like the hulk and almost the size of shaq.* "hoe, Hoe, HOE! MERRY CHRISTMAS YOUNG MASTERS!" He said as he carried a bag full of very mysterious white powder that may smell like crack.

"It could be better.." She said as she continued to eat.

Paracelsus starts to slowly eat the food before him. It had been a long time since he actually bothered to eat anything with taste, let alone from a good or bad cook. He would look across from him to see if his fellow Servant had any reaction to the food, he wasn't sure how to judge what he was eating and assumed she was eating the same thing he was

He walked into the cafeteria along side his servant. His weapons were left in his room as there wasn't really a need for them unless there was going to be a fight happening in which he would join in using her fists. "I've only heard rumors about the cooking, never tried it myself but we should be fine." He wondered why his servant was in a foul mood but shrugged it off. Could just be a goddess thing or something. He noticed Paracelsus sitting at a table and waved towards him.

~~Wait does this mean I need to re-roll?~~) (edited)

Bedivere should know better than to risk consuming Gawains cooking, however he knows that if he doesn't show up it will make his dear friend sad. At the very least, he can save one other Person from having to suffer from it. That is the fate he had resolved himself to have. There is also the good chance more Knights of the round may show up here, a good time as any to have a little reunion.

( No, Every dish is different

"Wait a second do this saint Nicolas say hoe or ho?"

The idol comes on in in a little chipper sing songing some Christmas songs. “Hello everyone~!”

3:37 PM

And eventually she will finish the food.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

another dish: 1d20 (20) Total: 20

Tristan came to the cafeteria he knew the risks coming here, however he couldn’t hurt his friends feeling by not attending

Yasuke would grab a dish and sit down at the table.

@Deleted User

Result: 1d20 (9) Total: 9

2

EMIYA took a glance at the many knights coming, placing dishes down for them.

( yasuke eats gawains stuff

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

(Hoping he isn’t about to Die): 1d20 (7) Total: 7

2

"Ah so the food is... Well I'm not one to judge then." He would say as he finished up the dish and simply decided to enjoy the atmosphere for a bit as more people began to join them "Hello all, come and sit. They have a feast here for us."

"This dish is a bit better than the first at least..." She missed as she was eating her second dish.

Paracelsus would give a wave to the unfamiliar master, not realizing it was his predecessor's master who he would be working with in the workshop soon.

Time to get some nom!!

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Result: 1d20 (12) Total: 12

With festivities such as this being offered in Chaldea, it would be a shame for the goddess of Kur to pass up on an opportunity to indulge in dishes meticulously created by the finest chefs in the organization. A grand banquet was promised, and no stomach would be left empty by the end. And because of that, Ereshkigal decided to attend this little event. She gingerly entered the cafeteria, waiting in line to be served her share of food. The blonde goddess smiled excitedly, wondering what exotic tastes she would be able to be able to experience.

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

Bedivere hopes for the best.: 1d20 (8) Total: 8

4

A grandiose event they say, a banquet fit to be the feast of the gods, tis was how people refer to the servant’s cooking, as a true goddess, she must come to verify the authenticity of his cooking of course, and to perhaps sate her cravings of delicacies, though the cafeteria’s food wasn’t necessarily bad, it certainly wasn’t pleasant to feast upon the same ol dishes on a daily basis. As such, the goddess alongside her master came strutting into the cafeteria, arms crossed with a smile tinge with a hint of arrogance, she wore her usual “attire”, simply the bare minimum of decency, two thin pieces of gold layered cloth to cover her privates, but beside such, her bare skin was to show. “I hope the food is as good as you say m-master… I’ll flay you alive if it’s under my expectations, hphm… stupid jerk...” A rather particular foul mood she was in as well… originally she had planned to invite her master along to visit the holiday themed areas, since her gift had also been prepared, she was in a rather jolly and festive mood, alas it was ruined by her master’s sudden invitation to a banquet, and she couldn’t simply say no to such delicacies right…?! attachment

@Ishtar, Mistress of Heaven (@Pot | Lilith) - jump A dish of seemingly high quality was slid to the goddess, And then the Mistress of Kur. Waiter was fast in keeping food for them all!

3:42 PM

With festivities such as this being offered in Chaldea, it would be a shame for the goddess of Kur to pass up on an opportunity to indulge in dishes meticulously created by the finest chefs in the organization. A grand banquet was promised, and no stomach would be left empty by the end. And because of that, Ereshkigal decided to attend this little event. She gingerly entered the cafeteria, waiting in line to be served her share of food. The blonde goddess smiled excitedly, wondering what exotic tastes she would be able to be able to experience.

@

|| Mistress of Kur (@hei_g) - jump Food, receive, you.

1

1

With a look of horror Tristan looks at his plate of what he knows must be Gawian’s cooking, there was no way in the Knights wouldn’t recognise-it by looks and smell alone

It seems the master servant pair ain’t doing to hot… Idol is suffering from Gawain’s cooking.

He would grab a dish of food and begin to dig in. ~~Nagato rolled a 14 in the Ooc rp chat so first dish is a Emiya dish.~~ "See? This stuff is delicious! Try some of it."

The second dish has also been consumed. Time for another.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

dish: 1d20 (13) Total: 13

"Gawain, you should eat. It's unfair for you to put in so much effort and relegate yourself to just observing." A blanket nice tone as he nudged the Saber to take a seat and eat @Tyonis Shiki

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Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (18, 11) + 21 = 39

If Bedivere wasn't currently incapacitated he would surely have saved his Master from this fate. Sadly, his fate was sealed the second he had recieved his food. Bedivere wishes to scream, but he cannot. He can merely endure. ..He will recover eventually. It's thankfully not his first time tasting this.

"I feel at times making food with love in it, isn't worth it ." That's all she said as she ate the second Gawin meal

Paracelsus raised an eyebrow. Was the food that bad here? Well most anything was better than transmuting rocks into food to eat. That was an interesting time when he spent his entire food budget on research.

Bedivere shot a look towards Tristan. At least he wasn't the only one of his comrades to suffer like this.

Tristan would place a fork into the food expecting the Food to dissolve the cutlery “Perhaps he has improved his ‘Cooking’?” Tristan would force himself to bring the food to his mouth and eat it “Ah…It would seem he has managed to get…worse”

5

Another plate done, perhaps she will go for two more?

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

dish: 1d20 (13) Total: 13

3:51 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (15, 13) + 21 = 36

Nom..She turned to Paracelsus, "Is this what they consider a sun kiss meal if so is absolutely dreadful.." She chimed as she continued to eat. (edited)

greatly understanding food she walked into the room and was trying to see what was going on, " half of you people look like you just survived look like you just survived a face full of three Noble phantasms"

Paracelsus deigned to not take anymore dishes, they only seemed to be getting worse as the Servant across from him continued to eat them. He was already rather amazed that she had consumed so many so fast, but so many low quality ones so quickly... It was honestly fascinating to watch.

Bedivere watches in Horror as Jeanne consumes so much of Gawains food. He admits it, he's scared of her. No sane person would willingly continue eating it, no weak person would remain that composed.

Morbidly curious she decides to take one of the plates to see if it was really as bad as he guessed

Medea makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (6) + 10 = 16

3

Wrong thing)) (edited)

@Grim)

Result: 1d20 (2) Total: 2

1

We're falling conscious or not))

And Sir Bedivere could see eventually another empty plate as it was the third Gawin dish that she finished.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

food: 1d20 (13) Total: 13

3:58 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (14, 20) + 21 = 41

3

"This is actually pretty good. I tell myself." She continued to eat

@Baka | Olga, Theisoa

food: 1d20 (2) Total: 2

1

eating the food she quickly puke as she fell on the floor absolutely defeated. With her arms Shaking saying, ".... what's in Zeus's name was that monstrosity....."

He continued to walk around the room, serving the dinner service. It was to move onto the meats, the ham, the turkey, and such. Onwards and onwards, here EMIYA specialized and focused. New roll parameters: 1-15 Is EMIYA's dish 16-20 Is gawains.

Artoria has been trying to close her eyes, all the noise coming from the cafeteria causes her to not be able to sleep even more then she was struggling already to get rest, the bed creaks as she raises up straight, looking to the side at her armour and cape that sit by her side in a chair the goddess of the Rhongomyniad would dress in order to see what ALL THE NOISE IS ABOUT! as she transverses the halls in search for the discord about, sitting in the doorway of the room, probably to the surprise of some as she looks into the chamber seeing the festivity, not knowing how to introduce herself, she was after all an enemy amongst the good guys, many probably remember her as the tyrant king

@[unintelligible sub noises]

Result: 1d20 (5) Total: 5

1

( EMIYA dish, yosh.

4:00 PM

( ~~Get ready for next round to be 18-20 emiya dish~~

The Caster Servant continues to observe this unusual phenomenon occuring before him. Had she perhaps gone past the point and is now attempting to convince herself this was good food? What strength of resolve.

Oh wait I didn’t die

( YEP, YOU WERE SAVED BY THE BELL

Look at that. This really was a big meal it seems, so other dishes was made.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

food: 1d20 (6) Total: 6

1

she looked at Jenny almost bewildered how she can actually eat the thing but that certainly wasn't the most impressive thing

Bedivere has recovered. It appeard that new food has arrived. ...and.. Her. The King, his King. Bedivere averts his eyes in shame.

"A pallet cleanser. Perhaps due to the addition of better meals. A very varied amount of dishes." She nods to herself as the meal Emiya made was eaten.

The Archer's dishes held a much more Zing like scent to them, popping out from the dishes of gawain like a cross amongst satanic objects

she sighs walking in, she was summoned here, … what’s the worst thing that can happen? People to throw chairs at her ~~please don’t~~ “I guess at least if I can’t get some calming sleep I can at least have something to eat, …” heading for a table somewhere close to the middle (edited)

Momentarily regaining consciousness Tristan would attempt to switch out his meal for a different one.

!roll 1d20 ohfujino

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Error in roll: Unexpected input on line 1, col 7: expected INTEGER, U_OP, _WS, DECIMAL, D, LPAR, got :ohfujino:919792336496635954>

at this point off of the floor and had already used a spell to quickly clean up the mess she made earlier simply looked at and smelled the actual better dish and hope she picked the right one then started to eat

@Grim)

Result: 1d20 (13) Total: 13

Bedivere orders another dish. He will not back down, he is a Knight of the Round table and he refuses to cower in fear because of food!

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

Tristan may god have mercy: 1d20 (7) Total: 7

4:04 PM

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

Bedivere meal 2: 1d20 (3) Total: 3

4:04 PM

@StarryCleric

Para meal 2: 1d20 (8) Total: 8

now tasting something that was not whatever the previous dish was she was much more pleased and said, i don't want to know what that previous this was but I'd rather not know in the first place..." she said as she continued to eat

Paracelsus would decide to risk another try at this food, perhaps this second course wouldn't be as bad as the first. Unfortunately as he ate it, it was just as sub par as the first course he had had. Unbeknownst to him though, he had been getting the good food and just thought based on Jeanne's reaction that it was actually really bad

Med meal 3 !r 1d20

Perhaps it was by the will of the King that Bedivere's life was saved. Blessed be the day, he had recieved something edible. Eating something like this right after something that could kill a lesser man almost brings a tear to Bediveres eyes.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

another dish for Jeanne: 1d20 (2) Total: 2

4:06 PM

@Grim)

Med meal 3: 1d20 (18) Total: 18

Oh...

.

@Grim)

Result: 1d20 (12) Total: 12

Wrong goddamn thing

Medea makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (2) + 10 = 12

It seems that all was well. It has been awhile since she eaten this much but she could indulge herself every now and then.

Moments after, Artoria was served a dish

( ROLL. @[unintelligible sub noises]

Avrae

@[unintelligible sub noises]

Result: 1d20 (5) Total: 5

@Sheikh Clover

it seems fate decided to give her the middle finger as she tried to stomach the food she sort of just puked in the same place then just sort of laid on the table there for at least 10 seconds trying to figure out what to do and to process in a semi unconscious state

As she marches on, her allies, those around her begins to fall. The story of her life..

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

food: 1d20 (18) Total: 18

4:10 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (10, 17) + 21 = 38

[unintelligible sub noises]

@Sheikh Clover

emiya dish)

"There we go, back to not great but very terrible dishes." She said as she ate it from her plate. Looking at the others while chewing

Madea at this point was just watching in amazement and pure shock at the Saint herself and the amount of constitution she has

The Archer walked over to her. "I apologize for the lack of quality control." He said, breaking his silence before returning to serving.

"I'll eat one more before dessert." She said as she put away the 8th dish off to the side

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

food: 1d20 (11) Total: 11

getting her plate of food as she’s seated, Artoria would look at it and say ~~”Do you have flags with Britannia”~~ “Thank you, I shall appreciate it” as she seems to have been gotten luck, that as soon as she came, her knights and Jeanne tanked all the dishes for her, allowing her to have a pleasant first experience at the table, eating, … is slow, a lot of poking going on over eating, more looking around the lines of the people gathered at this place curious as to see whom attends this party, although as she gets immersed into the spirit, Artoria gets more deafened of the crowned, seeming less noisy now that she is not attempting to rest

"Is this the equivalent to a doctor Jackle/Mr Hyde situation One dish is really good Another dish isn't then back to really good, and then not so much. Quite the mood swings."

Artoria (lancer) makes a Perception check!

2d20kl1 (16, 5) + 8 = 13

3

3

The alchemist simply finished his dish and continued to watch the Ruler pound back more dishes than he would think humanly possible. Well they are servant's after all.

the lancer knight seems to find herself incapable of spotting her comrades, what suffrage they are going through right under her nose

@Sheikh Clover

Result: 1d2 (2) Total: 2

( Two more rolls and then the next round!

4:19 PM

( Two more sacrifices

@[unintelligible sub noises]

Result: 2d20 (19, 9) Total: 28

1

I can be hungry

4:19 PM

Let them live

4:25 PM

but as it would all be in a puddle of loneliness at the table, looking at her plate she would talk to it like it was a person “I guess it’s just me and you, … I’ll do what I do best, … eat as much as I can. Seems like it’s the only thing I’m good at for now” as she raises her whole bowl, eating the delicious food that was put in front of her to then quickly gulp down the meal in just a few strokes of a fork, simply vanishing from the plate like it was a magic trick. Slamming down the container in order to exclaim “I ask for another, … make it two!” Artoria says aloud raising her gauntleted hand, seems the gluttonous king has gotten into it, right how people would know her when it comes to food

4:25 PM

Do I roll a con save?

(yosh)

Artoria (lancer) makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (20) + 5 = 25

(You managed!)

FOOD CAN’T TOPPLE THE KING!

(You are having a moment but you didn't black out)

~~Food seems like it can flinch the king, seems more appropriate then~~

(edited)

(mhmm)

He rose a concerned eye brow at the King, approaching them. "Are you alright?" Eating so fast was unnatural to behold and more unnatural to think of!

New Parameters: 18-20 Is EMIYA dish 1-17 Is Gawain

Having heard of the ongoing Christmas party, caught up in the festive nature and mood, Aden has arrived! “Hello everyone, I’ve heard there’s a Christmas party ongoing!” The master eagerly wave at all the party goers as he made his way to the serving table, grabbing the closest food to the door, too busy looking onto the party to notice the military grade cyanide he had just chosen for his dinner… by the time he realized, he had already seated himself on a table, far too late to try and exchange the food now.

Welp let’s take a shot at this before very likely dying?

As he sat at the table, looking at… in what can be called, in very generous terms, the very “questionable” looking food plated in front of him… he would pick up a fork as he looked towards the area which he assumed to be mashed potatoes. Sure, it may be just a tinge too radioactively yellow, but surely that was just some mixed in food coloring for aesthetic purposes? Right? Right?* *He pokes at the mashed potato with his fork out of curiosity, and a resounding, and crisp *ting rings out from the fork, as if it just struck metal despite the definitely boiled appearance of the dish… he’s starting to have the idea that just perhaps, just maybe, he really shouldn’t eat this… ‘food,’ a term he decided to give the thing in front of him rather tentatively… but he was given this dish, and it wouldn’t due for him to waste food!* With a heavy feeling of foreboding and thorough emptying of his mind… the magus steels his nerves as he struck at the mash, and bought it to his mouth. He chewed the dish, trying his very best to ignore the somehow slimy yet rough taste of the somehow simultaneously overcooked and undercooked root vegetable, and, as a few very long moments passed, against his better judgement, he swallowed the lump in his mouth… “Huh… I guess that wasn’t too ba-“ Midway through his sentence, his eyes rolled upwards, showing only his whites, before he immediately slumped over, planting face first into the offending dish, a thick white foam coming out of his mouth.

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Result: 1d20 (15) Total: 15

Dedafying…

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

more food: 1d20 (19) Total: 19

What jeanne got was a Sweet ice cream dish!

All was well for the Saint as she ate, no complains as she was given a ice cream dish... But what flavor?!

(who summoned me)

( Vanilla!

4:37 PM

( @SaberLily | Ayanami Gawain cooking festival

All was well

Paracelsus would take the final dessert, deciding to try the last dish as well to fully experience the feast as he had shown up to do.

(evil)

@StarryCleric

para last gamble: 1d20 (17) Total: 17

4:37 PM

Paracelsus von Hohenheim makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (17) + 1 = 18

Absolutely horrible! Edible Rocks would have been better! Perhaps he had just gotten lucky with the other food, or just these cooks were exceptionally bad at dessert! The servant across from him had clearly succeeded in deluding herself into enjoying this horrible food!

Vibes

oh he didn’t yet see what the king can do “Just give me the dishes, I shall gladly eat every last strip of steak and drink the last drop of wine!” Artoria, high on culinary gains somehow seems to eat like a bag of holding, it feels more like she’s storing the food, not eating it, is she even munching? Seems rather impossible to eat as much, at least Emiya can remember the appetite Artoria had, so it should be normal for him to see this, while the amount of doos seems to be the same as usual, this version seems to be more ferocious with the meal. Feeling like a battlefield in between forks and peas as she eats Emiya’s dish. As usual mere seconds as the poor work he put in for hours is being finished in mere moments. Although, the dread, Shirou recognises the scorched meat Gawain slashed with his blazing sword! As she stabs to fork into the cut of meat to put it whole into the mouth, the power of the seasoning is strong, the charred meat burns the taste buds as she seals her lips shut and, … still eats, … a single tear at the taste running down her cheek as she does so. Taste won’t stop her! Will anything stop this cuisine Kaiju? Probably biting her own fingers would, who knows

SaberLily | Ayanami

(evil)

Emiya's food is also in the mix)

Thicc|Fie/Ali/Ayu/Miyu/Nag/Mel

Emiya's food is also in the mix)

(its a russsian roulette feast)

SaberLily | Ayanami

(its a russsian roulette feast)

Pretty much)

And there’s more bullets in the revolver also

SaberLily | Ayanami

(its a russsian roulette feast)

( yep

4:52 PM

( currently its the equivalent of having 5 bullets in a 6 bullet chamber (edited)

~~And everyone has a different revolver~~

(ill pass

4:53 PM

(saber lilys tongue will forever remain untainted)

( i'm invoking a iou to get you to come here @SaberLily | Ayanami

SaberLily | Ayanami

(saber lilys tongue will forever remain untainted)

There’s big her here as well, she might want to meet big Artoria shrug_1

Sheikh Clover

( i'm invoking a iou to get you to come here @SaberLily | Ayanami

(what IOU)

As the dishes were served before them, the goddess poked the food suspiciously, something about it was just off… she snuck a glance to her master, who looked to be happily digging into his meal, she sighed, perhaps she was simply too paranoid about this, what could possibly go wrong, right…? As such, the goddess hesitantly held her utensils, cutting her meal into small portions before she brought a piece to her mouth, taking a bite out of her dish, it was here that things went very wrong. A explosion of disgust blew within her mouth, she gagged instinctively, bringing her hands to her neck as she attempted to cough it out, but to no avail. A sensory overload as a combination of textures and flavor overloaded her mind, it was dry and crumbly, melting in contact with her tongue like a fine powder, yet despite this, it felt grainy, hard and abrasive against her teeth, like a piece of fine sandpaper; worst of all, the taste… overly salted cow manure would be the best term to describe such horrors, it tasted pungent, sour. Poison, was what she thought at first, but with her divine constitution, no mortal poison would be enough to even pose a threat to her, alas… the goddess would began to fade to black before she could contemplate upon this matter further, her eyes widening, her pupils constricting, she fell back upon the chair to the ground with a loud thump… white foam bubbling out from her mouth. (edited)

2

Ishtar: 0/160 (-9999999999)

Mori would walk into the cafeteria, ready to use the time to socialize and have fun till he sees a girl wearing barely any clothing just dying, another woman who is eating the food like crazy and basically the mix of both from other people. “This is the right room right?”

He watched as Ishtar brought the piece of her meal to her mouth and took a bite out of it. He was surprised to see that see began to gag from the food. Watching her struggle as he was in shock out how she could react in such a way to the food. Was there a difference between what he ate and what she ate? He moved over to her to try and help her but right as he did so she fell back on to the ground with foam coming from her mouth. Nagato's face was filled with confusion and disbelief. He picked Ishtar up and set her back into her chair. He wasn't gonna leave her on the ground like that but he didn't exactly know how to help her now. He was gonna have to have Merlin teach him some more magecraft, specifically healing magecraft. All he could do right now was pat his knocked out servant on the head and continue onwards. Time for a new dish his hand reached and grabbed one.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

more food: 1d20 (13) Total: 13

Ciel decided to walk in. She had heard their was all sorts of different types of food being served. Two different kinds of chief and one of them was Archer. She remembered Archer cooking as being top notch, so having a chance to eat it. The Burial Agent would then take a seat. She would then look around and see their was a number of people here. Though some of them didn't seem to be doing well. Perhaps they had over eaten? Well Ciel wasn't going to let this stop her. She would move in to get a plate and start to eat.

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (13, 14) + 21 = 35

6:49 PM

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Food: 1d20 (13) Total: 13

The food was dreadful but alas still consumable as she was on her 11th plate

Ciel makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (2, 2) + 19 = 21

~~reroll, that's a fail, 30 or higher~~

Ciel

Survivor Reroll

〇 (-1)

6:50 PM

Ciel makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (7) + 19 = 26

She had a decent stack of plates. The ones with Gawin's food seemed to have been altered and lightly melted but it wasn't in pieces yet.

He bite into the food on this dish and as expected it was pretty damn good. Compliments to the chef for this food. He still was questioning how Ishtar didn't like this food. Maybe he should try what she had? But first it was time for dessert.

Ciel would take a look at Jeanne, seeing that her servant was here. "Jeanne, is it me or is the food taste a bit bland?" asked Ciel as she felt that she may have gotten a bad dish or something.

"I am pretty certain this is the most hazerious thing to my well being in a long time. Not a enemy servant, or fantastical beast but a questionable cooked meal.." She mused as she finished the plate.

"I was told that Archer would be cooking the meals. Where we lied to?" asked Ciel as she managed to finish her plate. Perhaps she should go for seconds and get another plate, she may then get Archer cooking.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

12th plate: 1d20 (4) Total: 4

6:55 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (19, 18) + 21 = 40

He grabbed a plate of cake and cut himself a piece. Taking his utensils he brought a piece of the cake up to his mouth and are it. Once again he had gotten lucky and gotten Emiya's cooking. Just what was wrong with Ishtar's tastebuds or did the problem lie in what she ate? He reach over to grab the type of meal Ishtar had went for.

"Apparently it's between him and Sir Gawain..I am certain you get used to the taste.... eventually...at some point.." She said as she ate another plate of Gawin's cooking.

"So we randomly pick between death and paradise. Well its a bit of an interesting challenge." said Ciel as she would then go for seconds.

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Result: 1d20 (8) Total: 8

6:57 PM

Ciel makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (6, 18) + 19 = 37

the king has had two full course meals, … and it’s time for a third! As Artoria would raise her hand up with empty eyes from the excessive seasoning on the steak she ate last, inquiring for more as she sits on her chair “Another!, … round, …” she says in a hissed voice from the burning sensation on her tongue “I will take, … another two, …” she continues not long after the first sentence

@[unintelligible sub noises]

Result: 2d20 (10, 14) Total: 24

(fails, roll saves)

@Sheikh Clover kill me

Julie d'Aubigny makes a Constitution Save!

Save 1

1d20 (4) + 9 = 13

Save 2

1d20 (20) + 9 = 29

Shit

(that first one though, gonna feel that one)

That’s a 9 and a 25

(passed the second one.)

(Another casualty added onto the list??)

FOOD WILL NOT TOPPLE ME!

It seemed the Burial Agent had gotten another plate of Gawain cooking. Ciel would sigh but would stomach it. The thought of getting to try Archer cooking again was something she was willing to fight for.

"Between death and paradise.." She said as the contents of the plate was eventually gone. And placed in the pile.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

13th plate: 1d20 (10) Total: 10

6:59 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (7, 20) + 21 = 41

The food wasn't even threatening anymore..That is unfortunate..

7:01 PM

"At the very least I believe I have found the particular flavor for these meals. I believe it's actually genuine disappointment." Her thoughts on all this.

Ciel would now try a third plate. Third time was the charm right?

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Result: 1d20 (19) Total: 19

Grabbing what Ishtar had he proceeded to take a bite out of it. Unfortunately, his luck had run out and he was assaulted by Gawain's food. His tastebuds crying in pain and disgust as coughed and gag at the food in his mouth. He understood exactly why Ishtar has had reacted the way she did. He vision started to go dark, this wasn't a Christmas party, this was a sick and twisted game of Russian roulette with some good food and some down right horrible food. Nagato's head hit the table as a small ghost of Nagato escaped his lips and started floating into the air. Nagato was out of the match!

The Burial Agent would mentally prepare herself. She took a bite and then her eyes would lit up. She finally tasted the food that was made from Archer. After suffering from Gawain food, the meal she now tasted was hundred times better. The Burial Agent would smile as she continued to eat her meal. Once that was done, she would get up from the cafeteria and make her exit, not wishing to play this game anymore as she had gotten her reward.

“God damn us, … I can’t even eat properly, …” Artoria says trying to digest the lemonade which had all the mix dumped in, making her grimace at the sight of it, the woman forcing herself though all this visibly not wanting to give up, … is it pride?, … or just stubborness? Either which one, the last piece of scorched stake has been downed yet like the ones before, in mere seconds eaten as if they would have been nothing more then ~~flesh wounds~~ small bites of left overs her head slams on the wood of the table with an audible thud as the golden crown shakes it, just as well falling over tipped off of their head, remaining motionless for a couple seconds before she jolts up shaking her head. Lancer Artoria wasn’t yet done! “No! I will not lose to food!” she says to herself her focus lost fully at this point. Gawain won’t defeat her. She has been though this before, she can go though it again!, … if only the clatter of mugs would be present as well with the knights of the round table. She pities herself in her sorrow when thinking that, looking around to find she’s alone like always “By power of will of the lion knight I swear tonight will not be a failure I’m willing to take from gastronomy, … even if I will suffer though it I shant be yet casted to the side” really passionate indeeeeed really passionate in deeeed, .. (edited)

par: As Paracelsus reals from the absolutely horrible dessert, gagging and nearly passing out from just how terrible it is, he continues to watch the Servant across from him just continue to eat more and more food, regardless of how terrible it may be. It was utterly astounding and an amazing sight to watch

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

14th plate: 1d20 (10) Total: 10

7:08 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (18, 11) + 21 = 39

Looked a bit bored as she saw Paracelsus looking at her while eating her meal. "Hmm?"

Yasuke gets another plate.

@Deleted User

Result: 1d20 (7) Total: 7

A berserker in black came crashing in, stamping his steel feet on the ground as he twitched. “Grrrr….. grrrr……”

7:14 PM

It looked at the food before him, grabbed it, and then mashed the whole thing into his faceplate.

Lancelot makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (5) + 12 = 17

It wasn’t enough. Chaldeas toilets would be clogged tonight

5

"Oh don't mind me. I just find watching you devour this feast to be fascinating. It is absolutely a feat of great fortitude to be able to continue to do such things, if you were mortal, I would be attempting to stop you for your own wellbeing. As a Heroic Spirit though, this only intrigues me more to see how long you will go." he said matter of factly as if it wasn't that odd or anything. He was a researcher, and while he cared for the Masters in Chaldea as if they were his children, the Servants were a different matter.

Being a berserker didn’t just apply to a sword or battle. It applied to all aspects of life.

LArtoria blinks at the almost familiar ‘face’ “Am I seeing things? What was in that purée, …” (edited)

"I think my body simply refuses to acknowledge I am eating something which may or may not be synonymous to trash. I'm certainly not sure I think it's just goes into a void that simply not my stomach." Jeanne provided insight.

LArtoria blinks at the almost familiar ‘face’ “Am I seeing things? What was in that purée, …”

@[unintelligible sub noises] - jump waitaminute Controlling the massive dump the berserker had to hold in he stared at the tall woman with the lance. “Arrrrrrrrrthuuuuur,” the thing in black moaned and is gauntlet fists clenched up.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

15th plate: 1d20 (15) Total: 15

7:19 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (16, 9) + 21 = 37

”Right what are we eating?” Francis would walk in.

@TheInsanityThatLiesOutside

Result: 1d20 (17) Total: 17

She watched as Lancelot came in, are, failed, and not gazing on Artoria. What a interesting show, thankfully she had a meal to eat.

”Well certainly tastes better then eating squirming rats in a ditch I’ll say that.” Francis would try another dish.

@TheInsanityThatLiesOutside

Result: 1d20 (20) Total: 20

”Jesus,” Francis would hold the dish up, “Compliments to the chef whoever the hell they are.”

probably he shouldn’t have shoved that rice cake into his face, the food has side effects now that it got into his eye acting like mushrooms, she’s sitting down in her seat without her trust Rhongomyniad this once, as she jolts up to look at Lancel “, … Lancelot?, … what, happened to you?” she asks rather confused, … ~~oh no, … Gawain’s cooking made her trip balls and now everything is twisting inwards~~ (edited)

7:23 PM

How did I make reference to drugs twice and it makes sense, I guess this is the only way to describe this food

Paracelsus witnessed the interaction as he finished recovering from the horrible food before responding to Jeanne "I have used Alchemy to make even dirt edible and capable of sustaining a person and that would have been preferable than that last course. My compliments to the chef for finding new and innovative things to do with taste"

probably he shouldn’t have shoved that rice cake into his face, the food has side effects now that it got into his eye acting like mushrooms, she’s sitting down in her seat without her trust Rhongomyniad this once, as she jolts up to look at Lancel “, … Lancelot?, … what, happened to you?” she asks rather confused, … ~~oh no, … Gawain’s cooking made her trip balls and now everything is twisting inwards~~

@[unintelligible sub noises] - jump Lancelots hands wandered down to the multitude of weapons that he had haphazardly stuck to his body. All of this moment. youdidthistoheryouhurtheryouhurtmeyoubetrayedmeandcamelotallforthatbastardofasunandtheirlieseverythingcouldhavebeemfixedifyoujusthadthegutstostrikemedownbutyoudidntandlookwhatthatgotus Even in his madness wracked mind even Lancelot could summon these coherent thoughts. “Arrrrrrrthur….” His moans had turned into a deep growl and he began to shake violently.

Julie d'Aubigny makes an Insight check!

1d20 (20) + 1 = 21

Man, JULIE! GET OUT OF HERE!

(edited)

(rip Nat 20)

The roll still aplies, just the modifier is different

7:30 PM

28

7:31 PM

Is my boy confused or wants to gouge my eyes

(He wants his dick in your blood, prep yourself)

Now fully awake she would simply watch in the distance plotting a way to destroy or stop this nonsense

(Both)

1

"Berserker, you know we'll that you can't fight within the cafeteria. You know better.." She said from the side. "If you wish to exchange pleasantries with the king you are to bring her into the virtual training room to do so. At least that way you would not be unceremoniously be summoned for damaging the building"

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

16th plate: 1d20 (3) Total: 3

7:35 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (2, 18) + 21 = 39

She continued to eat.

" Color Me surprised if a Berserker like him is actually able to last this nonsense.... don't understand some of you people here and how you can last so long..."

Artoria would rise up and straighten her back, walking around the table and towards the main man Lancelot, (no action taken) her straight back would walk in between the table as she closes in, to him, hearing Jeanne talk she’d raise her hand in a sign to stop “Nothing will transpire. There’s no need to despair” she knows she’s not worried about herself, more about what’s gonna happen to the building if she rocks out the lance, but she continue her walk before reaching in almost arm reach of him. Closing her eyes as she nods she’d remark “You seem wounded, … old friend” she’d take out remarking his weapons when she waits for whatever is going to happen to happen, no resistance will be given

Ihatethatwomanwithallmyheartandsoulandisworeshouldieverlaymyeyesuponthemiwouldtearthemlimbfromlimb But you are not that woman today Lancelot drew one of his swords and stabbed… Downward. He impaled the floor beneath artoria, just barley missing her toes. But that does not mean my revenge is at hand. I will continue to wait for her to come. You will not make do. He let out a diaphragm shaking roar out of his steel mask at the lancer. But he did not attack.

@[unintelligible sub noises] (sorry for the retcon)

unphased and unflinching as always, having stepped in fully knowing what can happen if she comes within arms reach of him, if anything? She expected worse then a threat seeing his initial reaction, but a sword between her legs is nothing she’s not used to already, if anything a daily occurrence at this point the stonified look on her face as cruel and emotionless as ever would close its eyes when scream at, the roar that shakes the ground would wake up most of Chaldean probably, never the less his anger is palpable, a distain for her from the darkest pits of the dungeons and deepest pits. Demonic many would call as this tense interaction is received with Artoria reopening her eyes as soon as the man is done. The calming emerald of her eyes only expressing the nothingness with her brows would stare at Lancelot when, she simply walks pass him, seeing herself not wanted in here. Not throwing even a glance back when she exists the room. In a way the berserker winning when Artoria leaves without even a word to give at the encounter, the woman’s holding an irresponsive speech many might take as mocking the berserker by simply turning their back

8:45 PM

Artoria left the call discord disconnect sound

(edited)

8:46 PM

@TheInsanityThatLiesOutside it’s aight, don worry

!char

Jeanne d'Arc

Your current active character is Jeanne d'Arc. All of your checks, saves and actions will use this character's stats. Go to Character Sheet

9:04 PM

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

17th plate: 1d20 (16) Total: 16

9:04 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (11, 5) + 21 = 32

It seems that the scene didn't end in conflict, that was good to see. Nom

Paracelsus would mutter to himself "Astonishing really...."

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

Result: 3d20 (19, 11, 3) Total: 33

9:05 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (5, 3) + 21 = 26

9:05 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (5, 13) + 21 = 34

She just gotten three more plates as well. The 18th one being particular lethal as well but she looked to be alright in the end. A nice 20 plates total

@[unintelligible sub noises] so no illya here then?// (edited)

Francis tried another bite it was Gawain food. Suddenly he went pale and his cheeks became withdrawn. “Oh my lord.” Green froth erupted like swill out of his mouth all over the table. His eyes first bled blood out of his tear ducts before they themselves burst in a shower of blood that splattered the roof. He sweated some thick black substance that smelt horrendous and seemed acidic even. Then he threw up over the plate in a mixture of vomit, blood, stomach lining and maggots that crawled aimlessly over the table. Then he pitched over onto the floor where he violently convulsed in a puddle of his own fluids, blind and burned out from the inside.

Time to try some more nom?

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Result: 1d20 (15) Total: 15

11:46 PM

Asteria Caelestis makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (9) + 7 = 16

Presently not doing great…

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (1, 7) + 21 = 28

She took a bit from Peggy's meal, yeah it was pretty bad. (edited)

Then he began screaming as he entered into seizures so violent that the cracking and breaking of his bones could be heard around the room.

She will go and use her Cleansing Touch on him, Purging everything from out of his body. Yes she had this on her, this entire time. Watching everyone around her fall in such a manner was interesting to watch.

Paracelsus raised an eyebrow as he continued to observe the Saint, this was a rather interesting subject indeed. Perhaps she had gained a bit of cynicism since she had been summoned. Maybe he should look into the effects extended manifestation from being summoned can have on a Heroic Spirit... Well things for the future, they may effect him as well due to him being a Servant as well.

Looks like Paracelus was trying to get some insight in Jeanne it seems. He could tell that she didn't help Peggy out of care but out of obglation and that he was still functional. She was vibing at a frequency that very few was on at the moment as she seems to be indifferent to nearly everyone here.

Grim)

@[unintelligible sub noises] so no illya here then?// (edited)

I have more then one character, and I went to sleep

Dominic would eventually find his way to the Cafeteria, ignoring the festivities and the feast mostly, and walk over to inspect Lancelot. He would sigh "What have you gotten yourself into now Lancelot. You really are a dog if you would put something like that into your body" he would say as he noted the warped and damaged plates from the food Jeanne had finished off "Come on, lets get you somewhere so you can recover." He would start dragging Lancelot out of the cafeteria, regardless of if he was willing or not. With the state Lancelot was currently in though, it most likely didn't matter.

”Grrrrrr….” The knight grumbled before being led out of the cafeteria like a leashed puppy. He wasn’t going to disobey his master but he was going to show he wasn’t happy

Just as the warriors of Chaldea thought the grueling battle was over, Gawain emerged from the kitchen, balancing several plates of pixelated dishes over his arms. "I BROUGHT SECONDS!"

Peggy lays dying on the floor despite Jeanne’s help.

Where is Gareth, I have to kill them again to spare them from this fate

Paracelsus would look in amazement at the food this Servant has brought out. It was so terrible it had to be artificially blocked from view by Chaldea's internal systems! Amazing! "Sir, your food is amazing, I must have the recipe and your methods of cooking so that it may be reproduced!" despite his words, he actually meant to potentially use it as a biological weapon against their enemies. Or perhaps a torture device. There were many uses for food that was this terrible.

@Paracelsus von Hohenheim (@StarryCleric) - jump "Ahaha! Even an intellectual-looking man such as yourself recongizes my culinary arts?! Fantastic! Well, the credit cannot all go to me, for my honored brother gave me great tips! Such as adding lemonade mix into the potatoes! Such a unique frame of reference gave me the inspiration necessary to experiment and pave new roads in the world of culinary wonders!"

Paracelsus started taking notes as he heard this revelation from Gawain. What madman was his brother that they would put lemonade mix into potatoes?! Who would think of such a thing?! Perhaps it had a potential unique reaction with the food to cause such a horrible taste? It truly was practically a kind of genius of cooking that food this bad could be made. Most would pave the way to improve taste and make things taste better, not many could pave the way in the opposite direct, as once it becomes inedible, most would say thats good enough. But no! These brothers have strived to go even further beyond inedible! "Amazing... Tell me more if you can, I must know the secrets to these dishes! I am but a researcher so I never personally got into cooking, so these methods interest me greatly."

Yoon Silk makes a Stealth check!

1d20 (14) + 0 = 14

7:05 AM

Paracelsus von Hohenheim makes a Perception check!

1d20 (16) + 8 = 24

Paracelsus noticed a sneaky master sneaking around but he lets them continue up to whatever mischief they were up to. It was the holidays, the children were allowed to play

As gawain said those words those words Madea just looked at him with the most WTF expression ever, the region where she from may have never had those type of things however she knows of them due to Grand lalage and she could only look in horror at someone's suggesting that to him

"i...i have no words for you gwain...none at all"

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

21th plate: 1d20 (1) Total: 1

8:36 AM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (17, 1) + 21 = 38

She eats another plate from Gawin as he gave insight of his cooking method. A possible method to the madness?

The soldier gurgled a single word as he watched the saint consume another platter of that poison. A word all of humanity longed to know the answer to. That entire generations strove with a single drives. Entire wars fought and nations destroy for. ”W-w-hy.”

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

22nd plate: 1d20 (8) Total: 8

9:57 AM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (20, 3) + 21 = 41

She managed to hear Peggy gurgle something out, sure it was one word but it was also a question as too why she was still eating. She gave her answer. "Thrills." She was doing this because apparently this could possibly end lives and alas she was found it lacking.

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump Gawain sets a plate in front of Silk! "Master! You came! Fantastic! Here, enjoy your Christmas Dinner!"

"I.. really need to go somewhere." Silk was just standing there, so she's really surprised her Servant can just place a plate in the air in front of her. Is this one of his secret powers? "Wait, why are so many people lying on the floor? What did you put in this, Gawain?"

"The power pack taste of the sun itself." She said from the side.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

23rd plate: 1d20 (2) Total: 2

12:40 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (8, 18) + 21 = 39

She continued to eat Gawin's meals.

Since when does Jeanne d'Arc look so cute?

Was a pretty looking lady, yes.

Slowly dematerialising

Alochie heard their was a feast here and that a number of people from Chaldea were attending. She had decided to try out the cooking and see what was going on. The upcoming idol would order a plate and then try out the food.

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Result: 1d20 (11) Total: 11

1:05 PM

Alochie makes a Constitution Save!

1d20 (3) + 5 = 8

After taking a single bite, the upcoming idol would fall to the ground, out cold.

"I.. really need to go somewhere." Silk was just standing there, so she's really surprised her Servant can just place a plate in the air in front of her. Is this one of his secret powers? "Wait, why are so many people lying on the floor? What did you put in this, Gawain?"

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump "Hoho? You wish to learn of my culinary secrets as well? Very well, the secret ingredient is: LEMONADE! Yes, I too was surprised, but the advice of my honored brother emerged forth from the golden egg of human knowledge, itself!" Gawain chuckled. "But listen not to my boasting. Instead, try it for yourself, Master!"

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

24th plate: 1d20 (14) Total: 14

5:12 PM

Jeanne d'Arc makes a Constitution Save!

2d20kh1 (4, 6) + 21 = 27

Om Nom's away...Eventually finishing the plate and placed it on the pile. It seems that she was completely full now.

Paracelsus would continue to watch the Servant finally decide to stop eating, he had gotten the secret ingredient for this bioweapon from the chef himself, and now he just had to figure out the cooking techniques. He was still amazed that anyone could put away that much food, even for a Servant.

"Hoho? You wish to learn of my culinary secrets as well? Very well, the secret ingredient is: LEMONADE! Yes, I too was surprised, but the advice of my honored brother emerged forth from the golden egg of human knowledge, itself!" Gawain chuckled. "But listen not to my boasting. Instead, try it for yourself, Master!"

@Gawain (@Tyonis Shiki) - jump The Archer emerged from cleaning up the human spew. Slowly coming up behind Gawain, the mop he was holding looked like it just may implode. His face had a too-kind-for-archer grin on it as he blankly stared at the Ape. Not even taking note of new attendees

She got herself up and began to take her leave, Emiya seeing the large amount of empty plates piled up meaning that she ate both EMIYA's and Gawin's food.

Julie would guide along Illya to the cafeteria where the cooking event was taking place, for all intents and purposes and no maliciousness to it, just for tonight as she asks “Although from what I heard from people I can’t protect you from the heathenous deeds that have transpired here. I guess this will be a fiddle of fate see what’s our luck going to be like for future come, isn’t that right master?”

1:33 PM

@Grim)

1:33 PM

Sorry it took me this long Okitadead

"Hoho? You wish to learn of my culinary secrets as well? Very well, the secret ingredient is: LEMONADE! Yes, I too was surprised, but the advice of my honored brother emerged forth from the golden egg of human knowledge, itself!" Gawain chuckled. "But listen not to my boasting. Instead, try it for yourself, Master!"

@Gawain (@Tyonis Shiki) - jump "Gawain, I think your food made them sick," Silk says, puffing up her cheeks. "This must be what they call getting high on the Christmas spirit."

"Gawain, I think your food made them sick," Silk says, puffing up her cheeks. "This must be what they call getting high on the Christmas spirit."

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump "My food... made them sick? No! That's not possible! They simply gorged themselves because it was so delicious! Look, even the Maiden of Orleans happily devoured her food!"

"That's because she was using it to test her endurance! Your food is nothing but a strength of body and mind to her!" "Anyways, we should take these people to the medical room," she says. "Dr. Romani can stop lazing around for once."

Yoon Silk makes a Persuasion check!

1d20mi10 (5 -> 10) + 7 = 17

Gawain makes a Charisma Save!

1d20 (15) + 10 = 25

"Oh, you worry too much, Master. Here!" Gawain then takes a spoonful of... something strange and purple-colored then, as if time slows, starts to guide it toward Silk's mouth.

"Are you trying to kill me!? You really are high on Christmas spirit!" Silk blocks the spoon with the palm of her hand.

"Oh, do you not like turkey?" That spoonful of... something was definitely NOT turkey. "What about ham?" Gawain then motions to a yellow pile of sludge on a plate.

"What even are these things!? Weren't you cooking with Shirou? How did that make you worse at it! It's supposed to be make you better!"

"Oh yes, it was his idea! My honored brother gave me inspiration and advice from the very gods themselves! The secret ingredient is... LEMONADE!"

"Amazing... even with the ham and turkey... I thought those were more potatoes" Paracelsus rapidly writes notes as he takes in this information. What kind of monstrous talent did this man have to make abominations?! What raw skill at making horrid food! Amazing!

A faint gurgling can be heard in the background as if on cue, as Gawain proudly announced his secret ingredient.

"That idiot! He was making fun of you!" Silk sighs. "Gawain, your mashed potatoes are fine. Sometimes, it's okay to stick with what you know."

Silk attempts to help Aden in the pile of bodies

Yoon Silk makes a Medicine check!

1d20 (12) + 2 = 14

Alas, it was not enough. As Silk attempted to drag the poor homunculus out of his stupor, he only managed to wake up for a split second, staring deep into Silk's eyes before he spoke a single word with what little energy he had managed to regain. "...Run..." He immediately fainted the next moment. The potatoes were too powerful. None shall escape. Praise be the potato. All hail the potato. Our new starch overlords.

"That idiot! He was making fun of you!" Silk sighs. "Gawain, your mashed potatoes are fine. Sometimes, it's okay to stick with what you know."

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump "Wait, no! That's... impossible." Gawain's head spins and finally realizes the truth; he sees the devastation his cooking has wrought. ".... No.... No..." He falls to his knees with such force that his armored legs crack the floor. "Now I am become Death, Destroyer of Worlds...." Gawain looked upon his hands in despair. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Gawain, they're not dead. They're just constipated."

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump "Wait - I am trying to channel my inner Sir Tristan, Master," Gawain whispered. "Where was I? Oh yes: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Oh no......... What have you done... This is so terrible.."

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump "I.. I must go into exile for my crimes, Master," Gawain grabs Silk's hands and dramatically looks into her eyes. "You must let me go!"

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1

"No can do," Silk says. "You can answer for your crimes after we've saved the world."

Julie looks at the pile of bodies and the scene that transpires here, … feels like a theater, hit right at home, buuut after hearing what was up with the food she does the sensible thing and ushers her outside “You know, food is temporary and you’ll have plenty time can’t be replaced. We can have our Christmas in your dorm. I think it will all be better if we do” saying the last part in a whisper to Illya before taking her leave “Sheesh, and I though my ex couldn’t play Romeo properly, …”

"No can do," Silk says. "You can answer for your crimes after we've saved the world."

@Silk (@Angelic) - jump "... You are right, Master. How could I slither away to live my life as a hermit after NTRing my best friend and destroying his Kingdom (Fuck you Lancelot). I meant ruining Christmas."

"... You are right, Master. How could I slither away to live my life as a hermit after NTRing my best friend and destroying his Kingdom (Fuck you Lancelot). I meant ruining Christmas."

@Gawain (@Tyonis Shiki) - jump "What the genuine fuck are you two on about?" He butt in, attempting to clean up the cafeteria once more as more volumes of human matter were expelled from the various carcasses.

"What the genuine fuck are you two on about?" He butt in, attempting to clean up the cafeteria once more as more volumes of human matter were expelled from the various carcasses.

@Heroic Spirit EMIYA Archer] (@Sheikh Clover) - [jump Gawain chuckled lightly at EMIYA's interruption. "Ahaha, just trying my hand at some opera gravitas, but I don't think stageplays are my forte."

"You have killed half the people here...But I'd give it...at least a 7?" (edited)

"You have killed have the people here...But I'd give it...at least a 7?"

@Tristan | Knight of Lamentation | (@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud) - jump "Ah yes, my friend. I think modern humans call it 'slayed'." Gawain nods sagely.

"Ah yes, my friend. I think modern humans call it 'slayed'." Gawain nods sagely.

@Gawain (@Tyonis Shiki) - jump "Maybe you'll discover a mop and bucket to be your forte, I need to check if any of that potato mix spilled into any other area's." He slid the bucket he was using and tossed the mop to Gawain. Casting reinforcement upon his eyes, he begun to skim over the room. Only to see a tiny sliver of the potato mix be sucked into the vent. "--?!"

"I believe you a best suited for the role as the 'Slasher' in a movie my friend Tristan bit his tongue as he couldn't bring himself, to tell the truth about Gawain's food to him "Thank you for your meal...It was...almost 'Commestibile?' as they say."

"... You are right, Master. How could I slither away to live my life as a hermit after NTRing my best friend and destroying his Kingdom (Fuck you Lancelot). I meant ruining Christmas."

@Gawain (@Tyonis Shiki) - jump ~~Walks in like a gremlin and lifts his faceplate sniffing the air. "Did someone mention married women and NTR?"~~

Paracelsus will close his notes and head out, allowing the others to recover the downed Servants and Masters as he goes to think on the prospect of what this cooking even is. You can only make something so bad, the fact that Gawain has somehow gone even further beyond that was astounding

The scent of baked goods soon came to line the cafeteria. Steering into the halls and attaching itself to every atom it could find! @Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

The singularity was finally over and for a short while, the members of Chaldea could rest easy. The mixed-blood master walked into the cafeteria with his hands in his pocket. He hadn't eaten in a long while given that he had been fighting alongside many other in the singularity and the last bit of food that wasn't rations was the cooking he had back at Gerturd's place. He questioned what he would get to eat as while he wanted to grab his all-time favorite meal, pizza, and a strawberry sundae but he wasn't in the mood for it. He came to a stop and crossed his arms as he began to think of what he could get to eat.

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

The young Magus headed to he cafeteria after she was had returned from her short stay within the singularity while thinking about the advice the more experienced Master she met gave her, however before she could take time to think about what to do next she wanted to get some food. Perhaps a double stack cheese burger with a portion of large chips and a chocolate thick shake... Not understanding how ordering in the cafeteria worked with her deciding to ask the unusual person standing not to far away "Pardon me, but would you be able to help me with something?"

"Hmm? Sure what do you need help with? If it's some advanced magecraft stuff I'm not your guy. I'm pretty bad at it, to be honest." He chuckled as he uncrossed his arms and looked at the magus that was asking him for some help. He didn't recognize her so he concluded that she was a new master that had recently woken up or he has never seen her somehow. He would have seem her at least one master meeting if she wasn't new. "Did you recently wake up? You don't look familiar so either I've never seen you before somehow or you're new."

"Oh sorry I didn't mean to be rude, my name is Phem Charlette Osmeone-Djehuti. You can just call my Phem if you want and yes I only woke up a few days ago." "I just wanted to ask how do you order food here."

"Nah don't worry about it, as long as you're not one of those stuck-up magus I don't mind. Ugh, I remember the first person I met when I woke up. She was a pain... I wonder how she's doing? All that stuff aside, I'm Nagato." He nodded understanding how in this situation she wouldn't understand how to order food. The cafeteria was strangely empty, usually, they had staff members or servants cooking food for the masters but there wasn't anyone working the kitchen. "Well, usually you can order some food as you normally do. Go up to the counter and have someone take your order but there isn't anyone here at the moment to do that. You can make your own food if you can cook."

"Thank you, It's nice to meet you Nagato" She said with a smile "I understand, In that case I'll just cook some food myself then, If you want I can also try and make something for you?"

"Nice to meet you too, Phem. If you ever need anything don't be afraid to ask for it." He was about to rejected her offer to cook for him when he remembered he couldn't cook all that well. Plus it would have been rude to reject Phem's offer. "If you're ok with that then, thank you. I'm not the best when it comes to cooking."

"Thank you, if I need something I'll make sure to come and look for you then."She nodded her head before continuing "I don't mind, my Brother and Sisters told me that I'm a really great cook so I'll make sure to make something for both of us then!" she said with an overconfident grin and cheerful tone I still don't get why the family cook banned me from the kitchen when they all said they liked it though, oh well she thought to herself as she made her way towards the kitchen "Oh I nearly forgot to ask, is there anything you'd like in particular or can't eat?"

"Really? That pretty awesome to hear, guess I can expect something that tastes awesome!" He was suddenly over come with a feeling of dread, as if he was about to enter some kind of battle against a terrifying foe that he couldn't beat. "Oh, eh whatever you feel like making. I'm not picky on what I eat." He burned whatever this feeling of dread he had away and put his trust in Phem. There was no way that her cooking could be bad when she got told she was a really great cook from them. At least there was no way it could be worse than the cooking of that round table member... Right? That feeling of dread came back a lot stronger this time.

Phem entered into the kitchen, from the outside the clattering of pots and pans followed by the sound of an open flame “Okay so now I add the Salt, it said to use table spoons right” sakurahmm

The sound of continued once again, follows by the sounds of something breaking before she existed the kitchen “Sorry I took so long I had to make sure I cleaned everything up

"what was that sound earlier...? It sounded like something was broken..." He was worried now, he probably should have gone in to watch the process of Phem's cooking but it was too late now. He could only hope that his gut feeling was wrong.

"Hmm? What sound? There wasn't anything breaking, it was just some...pots falling out of one of the cabinets" (lie) "I- think I might of messed up the pasta a little bit but I think it should still be edible." Phem let out a nervous laugh as she put down the plate of 'Pasta?'

Why was she lying?! Just what happened in there that she doesn't want him to know about? He looked at the 'pasta?' And he gulped nervously as he stared at the 'pasta?' "T-thanks for the food..." He picked up a fork and prepared to eat the 'pasta?' Phem had made. His entire body was yelling at him, screaming do not eat it. Yet he couldn't back out now or else he'll hurt his new friend's feelings without actual confirmation that the food was that bad. He stabbed the fork into the 'pasta?' And ate what was on the fork.

It does not taste good, It tastes like salt rock and overcooked Pasta "How is it?"

Well He's had worse! Gawain's cooking is a beast in its own right. Although, the the taste almost made him gag at how horrible it was but at least he didn't pass out on the spot. He looked at Phen and gave a smile. 'It's not bad."

"I'm glad you like it" Phem said happily "I knew I made the right call when I deviated a little from the recipe in the book."

"Deviated from the book? In what way did you deviate from the book?" Perhaps that was why the pasta turned out like this but Nagato would keep his silence on how the food tasted. At least they were happy.

"Hmm? Oh nothing to much I just added a tablespoon more of salt, a little more spice and used some alchemy to help boost the flavour and cook it a little bit faster."

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"you... You used alchemy for cooking..." WHO TOLD HER IT WAS OK TO USE ALCHEMY WHEN COOKING?! There were a lot of questions running through Nagato's head right now but he knew one despite all the running around. He was gonna learn how to cook to avoid this situation from happening ever again.

<~~Hey, if Gordolf can then surely it can't be that hard, right?~~>

Hermes is proud that his great-great-great-great-great-great-great.... ...great-great-great grand niece is continuing the family tradition of cooking with alchemy! So long as it's edible and nutritional, nothing else matters!

“Yes? Is there something off about that?” Phem turned her head giving him a look of confusion

"It's not what I expected to be used... I don't think I've ever heard of people using alchemy to cool food before." He didn't think cooking with alchemy was a good idea but what did he know? He had only just recently started using alchemy tools.

"I mean cooking is just like alchemy is it not?"* Phem's eyes glanced over towards the clock with her happy look suddenly turning to a look of panic* " I 've to go! I promised to meet someone in 10 minutes, I'll see you around Nagato" Phem got up and quickly made her way out of the cafeteria "It was nice eating with you." (edited)

"Oh, alright then. See ya around Phem, nice eating with you too!" He waved to Phem as she made her way out of the Cafeteria. He paused as he looked at the plate of pasta that he had barely touched. Did Phem actually eat this or...? He shook his head, that didn't matter right now. What mattered was disposing of this 'pasta'. He sighed, he couldn't throw it away as Phem had put effort into making it for him and that would be throwing all that effort away. So he hardened his will ~~and stomach~~ and began forcing himself to eat the pasta. It was a horrid experience but hopefully, his stomach would be stronger in case a situation like this ever happened again.

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The sound of Sandalled steps could be heard as Great God and Calamity approached the cafeteria, his appearance have changed after reacquiring his Authority as the God of Floods. His figure remained the same with his towering height still making him loom over those he walked past, his Suikan now a deep blue and gold with a silver collar with a scaled pattern, black sleaves and a black and white hakama. His once purple eyes; now a golden orange with his hair becoming darker and longer flowing down to his waist He had made his way to the cafeteria in search of something to reduce his ever-present feeling of boredom, his eyes scanning the room looking for no one in particular only looking for someone who he could squeeze some amount of enjoyment out of before sensing the presence of something which had obtained interest. Begining to approach its source. (edited)

Having concluded her summoning and the daily routine of preparing poisons for later use, Chiyome had made her way to the Cafeteria both to get some food for her master while he worked as well as eat some of it herself in order to alleviate the mana drain Kanu would come to experience with her contract. Though probably unnecessary, ensuring the comfort of her sword lord was after all the duty of a kunoichi such as herself. Additionally, it served as a decent enough way of gathering information and coming to learn more about the going on's within Chaldea. Yet, just as she managed to scrape some food together and biting into her riceball, Chiyome felt a... Feeling, like a bird before the storm something clawed deep inside her-- screaming for attention and caution. Her skin itched just a little, phantom feeling coursing around the mark on her body. It was a strange and unfamiliar feeling that hardly seemed to be her own even. If anything, it seemed far more primal and ingrained deep within her very soul. Like a tight squeeze around her throat. Her eyes turned, glancing around the room half expecting an assault on Chaldea and yet- she didn't seem to quite figure out it's source up until the moment she laid her eyes upon the figure. A man she had never seen before and yet, his presence seemed all too familiar. Threatening and perhaps even-- too relaxed. Though cautious, with every cell within her body screaming at the woman to be careful, Chiyome kept her cool regardless- touching her belt to confirm the location of her kunai should the man prove to be a threat. "Is there something you need?" Her voice was cold and distant, her single uncovered eye fixated on him- tracking his every move. She had quickly set her rice ball down on her own plate.

"I simply desired to speak with you." Orochi had walked closer to the kunoichi his tall frame making him loom over them while he begin to assess them. "Hmm, you seem to be able to handle its consequences quite well. What is your name?" Orochi said bluntly

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

The primal fear, the subtle scream at the back of her head... It all made her freeze up just a little bit as the man approached... Was he a master--? No... It couldn't be. That presence, it was something else. Something far more fearsome... "It's consequence?" Chiyome echoed the words out, rising an eyebrow at that for just a moment. ". . . I'm not sure what you're talking about."

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud (edited)

"Oh did the later ones forget to learn their manner? " Orochi places his finger on his chin for a moment before continuing Sigh "Why, I am referring to the Curse upon these bodies, what else did you believe I was referring to?" Orochi answered vaguely ignoring her request for his Name (edited)

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

". . ." Chiyome froze for just a moment, though it was not a secret to anyone that she bore the curse of the serpent-- her identity had up until now been kept a close guarded secret. She seemed to have no reaction to this at first, merely staring at the man with a cold stare. "Curse of the very blood that courses trough my veins haunts me even now. That shall not however interfere with my duties here in Chaldea."

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

Orochi smiled as his eyes met her cold stare "My, my what confidence you mast have to say such. I wonder how painful it must have been when you first inherited it, you must have quite a good control over it then?" As he spoke he moved his hands into his Suikan's sleeves while crossing his arms "What's with that stare? It's quite impertinent is it not?"

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

Chiyome couldn't shake the feeling she was experiencing. Her composure and professionalism was all that kept her at bay. Finally, following a few long moments of silence from the Kunoichi... His words were like poison, stinging away at the wounds inflicted by the curse. "It took years of training and prayer, meditation and mental conditioning allowed me to grasp at the pain associated with it and deal with it." The woman explained, keeping her composure though bit by bit, it seemed to get harder for her to keep it up. Her expression became far more paler as she stared at the man. "I... I apologize for my rudeness, I just feel as if we know eachother-- I am sorry if I have forgotten your name."

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

"It makes sense that you should feel as such even if this is the first time we have met face to face, although I have been ever-present with you in a way." Orochi let out a slight laugh as he spoke noticing her complexion becoming paler "Perhaps you should answer what I first asked you?"

Originally, the assassin hoped to avoid the said question. Though by now, having exchanged words with the man and seeing just how much he seemed to know about her despite not even knowing her name... "Excuse my manners, my name is Chiyome Mochizuki."

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

"Now was the so difficult, little kunoichi? I had thought it to be a part of common manners to share one's name when doing greetings." The Servant looked pleased to hear her answer him "I suppose it is only fair that I should answer with mine in kind." Orochi paused for a moment before continuing "Ah I know. why don't I give you the chance to guess what it is~?"

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

That... That was a question the kunoichi didn't take into consideration, at least not until the very moment she was asked to guess. Her eyes quickly came to look the man up and down, observing him carefully. Yet, as she seemed to think bit by bit her expression got paler up until the point her eyes widened. The fear that ravaged at the back of her mind, the pain so passively biting away at her skin seemed to only amplify upon the realization. The feeling, almost as if it had been searing away at the back of her head it all made sense. Her fingers tightly grasping the plate in her hands with almost enough force to break it. "I--" She stammered, tripping over her words. "You had never even given me a hint that the prayers reached you much less--" A look of deep sorrow and conflicted pain washed over the girl. Biting her lip that single uncovered eye of hers turned away, unable to keep up the eye contact with the looming serpent.

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud (edited)

"Well done Chiyome Mochizuki, such a cleverness to guess right first try." Orochi pulled his hands from his sleeves and gave her a few slow claps "What a keen mind you manage to maintain even while under all that pain, it's quite impressive you didn't succumb. I'd even say you handled it much better than this vessel once did." Seeing Chiyome trying to turn her gaze away from him Orochi sighed as his Serpent heads exited his sleaves or formed out of the loose cloth of his Suikan and hakama, their scales shades of faded blues and whites with them moving across the side to meet her gaze from the floor "Why don't we take a seat?"

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

Though at first she seemed to be content keeping her gaze affixed away from the serpent of calamity. Her composure had been almost entirely gone by now, she felt a bit dizzy- finding it difficult to focus on anything other than the deep pitted feeling of dread within her stomach. 'Vessel'... She didn't need to guess. It was... Quite apparent by his features just who it was. Yet as her eyes met these of the snake, the woman shivered- once again glancing to the man. Without any further hesitation the woman simply nodded. "Let's." With little more than that, she headed towards one of the tables- seating herself down and looking down at the plate. Suddenly, she didn't feel even remotely hungry.

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

Orochi took a seat after grabbing a bottle of sake and two Sake dish placing them as his Serpents heads moved away from Chiyome resting themselves on his shoulders as he poured two drinks "Tell me Mochizuki Chiyome how has your second life been so far, I presume your summoning must have been recent for me to have not sensed you before today?" Orochi passed her the Sake Dish before placing the sake bottle down and drinking his sake while he waited to hear her response @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

Before speaking, Chiyome settled herself onto her seat properly and reached out to grab the sake plate. Drinking a generous amount of the drink in a single swoop before finally settling it down and passing it to Orochi. "My summoning has only occurred four days ago. I have for the most part spent my time within my Lord quarters, working on refining poisons for future use." Her answer was simple and to the point, her eyes still doing their best to avoid his gaze.

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

"Ah it seems I was correct then, you have been summoned several months after my arrival, I have been present since the Chinese Singularity. Oh? I assume that means you have yet to do a single mission for your master then, doesn't it? Orochi said as he pours her another drink

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"I- I see..." Mochizuki nodded, her fists squeezed so tightly her knuckles turned white. A bead of sweat ran down the side of her cheek as she fidgeted in her chair. "I will do my best to-- Serve my Lord properly and be useful in the... Singularities to come." Her composure had cracked almost completely, she stumbled over her words and struggled to focus on the conversation.

"I'll have to make sure that I keep any eye out then to see how you are progressing, I shall hope you serve your lord well."

"U-uip..." Mochizuki quietly quivered, once again extending her hand out to grasp at the sake dish and taking another large swig of the alcohol. Letting it affect her however it might for the moment, running away wasn't an option... Even now she could feel the part of the snake coiling around her trough the curse. "I will-- I... Yes, I will do my best." She muttered out, her eyes glued to the table for a few long moments. @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

"You are beginning to look like a Yūrei Chiyome,." Seeing how pale Chiyome had become he decided it might be best to give them a chance to leave willingly, after he didn't want them to croak from fear and he has already had a good fill of fun from them "Why don't you go and rest? We wouldn't want you becoming unwell now would we?"

"Sorry--." She muttered out quickly, picking up the plate and heading off without any further hesitation.

After a day of doing, well, nothing in particular, White Rider sat seated at the cafeteria, poised with all the dignity one would expect of her (supposed) station, regally slicing into the food plated in front of her slowly and gracefully, cutting the sustenance into small pieces before swallowing them with a single bite. With the manner at which she ate the food, combined with her majestic dress and appearance, most would assume that she was enjoying a cuisine of the finest quality, prepared by the greatest chefs, and made with only the most exotic ingredients... alas, what stood in front of her was none other than the culinary work of her master, Phem Charlette Osmeone, and so, what graced her lips was not fois grass, beef wellington, nor any other masterpieces of the culinary arts, but rather, a mysterious concoction of the colors purple, black, and blue, with a few lumps of something... neon yellow... artfully (?) splattered around the plate....

The sound of another person's steps could likely be heard, as the newly summoned Lancer makes his way into the cafeteria. He had meant to come here with Lady Osmeone-Djehuti, but he had perhaps gotten a bit... distracted by the opportunity that the battle simulator represented. Regardless he's managed to find his way here on his own. As he takes a look around he can't help but notice how large it is... and how nearly empty it is despite such a size. Yet there is one person that remains, a seemingly quite elegant lady sitting on her own. Yet when he sees her he can't help but feel a pang of... familiarity? As though this person is someone he should know, yet he seemingly can't place why he would or who she is...

”Hrm, pray tell, child, who might thou be, and for what reason doth thou continue to stare at I? Have this vessel’s beauty entranced thee? Or hath thou simply naught a shred of manner or dignity? Regardless of reason, do cease thine uncouth staring if you shall, for it art rather unsightly and disconcertingly. Or art such an expression thine resting face? If so, I doth sorely apologize for thee.” For a while, Diarmuid entered the cafeteria and stared at White Rider, attempting to puzzle out her identity. After a few long moments, she laid down her cutlery on either side of the plate, and proceeded to stare right back at Diarmuid, speaking in a harsh tone as she questioned him.

The knight seems taken aback for a moment before a blush of embarrassment takes over his features "My name is Diarmuid Us Duibhne, the first spear of the Knights of Fianna. I must apologize for my actions. When I saw you I couldn't help but get a sense of familiarity, and I was simply trying to place it even if it seems I was not successful." The knight places one arm across his chest as he bows his head slightly towards the woman. He doesn't seem overly affected by the harshness of her tone, taking it without issue and acknowledging his mistake.

"Oh? So thou recognizes mine saint graph? How interesting... the Knights of Fianna, is it? I doth suppose I may hath met thee before, the people of the Celts hath always been a favorite of mine and Strifes. The brutality of the wars and battles were truly without compare... Sétanta, I doth believe his name was...? Alas, truly a shame, for him to have fallen before the conditions for mine descension hath been met... hmm..." As her monologue White Rider's gaze on Diarmuid seemed to harden. As she stared onto the lancer, she seemed to stop to ponder for a moment, before seemingly brushing it off. "I must say, thine likeliness to an favored acquaintance of mine during my descension in the Fianna period art remarkable... hm, very well. Rejoice, for thou previous transgression shall be forgiven."

@Baka | Olga, Theisoa you pinged the wrong dude my friend.

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LOL

7:24 PM

@Dagger sorry got back from school finally so can be consistent finally

Noice

lmao

Wait a minute, did I just get Yorokobe'd

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"Descension..?" Ah, she must be a Divine Spirit of some sort then, in which case... "There was a time where I was raised by the God of Love Aengus, as well as the God of the Sea Manannan in the court of the fairy kings, perhaps I remember you from there? I'm afraid I cannot recall much from that time, as I was still rather young." With further mention of her forgiveness, he gives a small smile of thanks... Even if she was perhaps rather prideful about it. "Thank you for your forgiveness..." A small pause as he realizes he never even heard her name "Ah, I must apologize once more, I don't believe I caught your name..."

”…Hmph, that wouldst be a fault on mine part, to have naught introduced mine self beforehand. Hark, it shall serve thee well to remember thus. The one who stands before thee art Conquest, Rider of the White Horse, First of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, a conceptual Evil of Humanity, who by the Will of the World, should descend during catastrophe and serve to cull and destroy." She rather proudly announced her title, a clearly prideful expression planted firmly on her face, as she seemingly reveled into the glory of her introduction... it unfortunately had the side effect of also destroying any previous appearance of her regal bearing, which she seems to not yet have noticed. "As for thine query about the God of Sea Manannan or the God of Love Aengus, hm." She focused her attention back onto Diarmuid. "Doth the name of 'Donn' hold any significance to thee?"

"Donn? That would be the name of my father, though I never had the chance to meet him" Conquest? Rider of the White Horse? A conceptual evil? She truly does have rather impressive titles, though one of them stands out in particular. "If you are known as the Rider of the White Horse, I imagine you must have been close to him, Lady Conquest. I have heard he rode on one much the same." Despite taking note of her apparent pride seeming to contradict the regal appearance she attempts to betray, Diarmuid makes no comment on it. After all, it would be rather rude to point something like that out when she clearly puts in effort to maintain it.

"..." White Rider, very, so very, wished to face palm right now. "Dullard. I hath held many vessels else this one, and I hath been granted many names beyond that of merely 'Conquest.' Shall thee understand thineself, or shall I beat it into thee..?"

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I'm sorry Rider, your son is just a slight bit dense. "Ah, then you're... Of course." He blushes slightly as he looks to the side "There is no need for such hostility... Father? Mother?" What do I call a conceptual entity that was my dad but is now girl? "However, if you still wish to duel me I will be happy to show you my own capabilities."

"You may christen me as thou wouldst wish, what the masses seek to name me art nary a concern, nor a subject of any notable importance. So wipe the muddled expression off thine face, cretin." She waved the air as if to brush off his confusion, and show her indifference, though she narrowed her eyes at the mention of the duel. She shifted herself, to display a far more authoritarian aura from her previously graceful one, before narrowing her eyes to speak once more. "So thou wishes to challenge I to a duel? Hath the legend of the White Horseman truly fallen so far? Hmph. Very well. Vexing as it art to admit as such, but the FATE system hath naught nearly as much power required to fully sustain the full descension of one such as I, this current vessel art a greatly weakened state, I can manifest nuaght even but a few scraps of the Authority and Concept which I hold. But it shall be more than enough to face thee."

"Even with but just a few scraps, I am sure it is more than enough to make you a great threat indeed. However I have the honor of the knights of Fianna to uphold, I will be sure to show you my own strength as well." He gives a determined nod at these words, acknowledging her authority and power while at the same time having full confidence in his own abilities. And perhaps more than that, the thought of a 'duel' bringing out his sense of honor, that even against a foe he believes to be as mighty as her he will not back down. To do otherwise would be to bring dishonor to all of those he called his friends, his subordinates, and even his king. "I had just come from the... virtual battle simulator, I believe it was called. It should be built to withstand your abilities well enough. Will that suffice as the grounds for our duel, Lady Conquest?"

”Indeed, it shall do adequately. Make sure thou doth not disappoint with thine display. I shant have any divided spirits of mine displaying any weakness.” White Rider tilted her head and nodded to his proposal, seemingly acknowledging his strength and resolve. With a snap of her fingers, a horse whinnied out, alongside a brilliant burst of ethereal prana, the source of the sound, a white beast, was bought forth besides White Rider. As she stood up from the chair upon which she was seated, the horse knelt down, allowing her to easily slip and seat herself atop the back. “Now, child, lead the way.”

Diarmuid nods towards the Rider, a slight expression of awe at the fight of the magnificent steed that she summoned. "Of course, I'll take you there immediately." And with that he begins leaving towards the direction he came from, and from there towards the simulation room.

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Ciel was now making some curry. She wasn't a good cook unless it came to Curry itself, then she entered the level of masters. After all, it was something she spent a long time crafting and learning. She had even managed to turn it into one a deadly weapon once. Though today she was making just some regular old fashion curry. Sometimes it was best to stay with the basic's. "It will be a bit Altera." said Ciel to her servant as she continued to cook.

The woman watched the process in silence, quietly looking on at how Ciel prepared the dish with some interest. "Though I know of this dish trough the knowledge given to me, I still struggle to grasp how one comes up with it. Why not simply cook things separately and eat them like that? It works well with horse meat and blood." The hun mused quietly.

"If you only want say the nutrient then yes that works. But mixing different kinds of food can result in something amazing, all sorts of flavor blending together to make something greater then the sum of the parts." said Ciel as he was almost done cooking.

". . . It's a product of Civilizations. It must be evil." The hun noted. "It is an unnecessary risk to undertake. I can prepare you some meat over the fire if you wish instead, master." Altera offered just as Photon Ray appeared in her hand.

Ciel would suddenly stop when Altera said that it was evil. A dark aura would come from her as she would give a death glare at Altera. No one said anything negative about Curry while Ciel was around. "I am sorry, I think I misheard you, did you say Curry was evil?" said Ciel as her command seal started to glow while giving a smile that showed dark intent.

". . . Stand back, it has already begun to cast a curse upon you Master! I knew a product of Civilization shouldn't be trusted like this!!" Altera called out, having almost entirely misconstruded the situation unfolding in front of her. With that, she took a swing of the Photon Ray at the pot of Curry!

Ciel watched as the pot of Curry feel to the ground. One could almost see a piece of her soul shatter as that happened. The Burial Agent would remain frozen in place for a few seconds. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH." yelled Ciel so loudly that everyone in Chaldea could hear it. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?" said Ciel as she would try to grab Altera and shake her back and forth wanting an answer.

"Products of Civilization are evil... It had already begun to exhibit it's evil influence upon you, Master..." Altera explained, the look on her face looked about as serious as it got yet-- she seemed a bit confused by the reaction Ciel had... That and perhaps just a little dizzy from the shaking. ". . . Are you still under it's influence master?"

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? CURRY IS THE BEST THING EVER! AND YOU RUINED IT! YOU DENOUNCED IT. AHHH, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH YOU!" yelled Ciel as she would then grab the stove and bang her head on it several times.

Looked at her master with a look of mixed confusion and concern, not too sure what to make of this. A bead of sweat ran down her cheek as she watched her. "I don't understand... I saved you from civilization..." She paused... "Wait-- Are-- Is that thing causing you to attack it master...?!" With that, the woman got more serious. "I see...! The 'curry' wasn't the problem. It's the fire producing machine!" With that-- She rose her sword and-- Swung at the stove.

Ciel didn't really care about the stove. The curry was gone and that was something she could not be forgiven. Suddenly an idea would come in Ciel head, she still had one trick left. The blue hair girl would suddenly grab a piece of Curry Bread and try to shove it down Altera mouth. "YOU HAVE NEVER TASTEDCURRY BEFORE, SO I WILL MAKE YOU TASTE IT AND SHOW YOU HOW GREAT IT IS!"

Sensing incoming attack... Instinct EX Activated. Dodge!

Altera the Hun makes a Dexterity Save!

2d20kh1 (12, 12) + 10 = 22

12:36 AM

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Ciel Curry Attack!: 1d20 (5) + 13 Total: 18

Managed to dodge out of the way. The Photon Ray quickly begun to spin in her hand as she watched Ciel with mixture of shock and worry... "It can control people...! Don't worry master I will save you from this product of civilization. I know you can survive this!" With that she rose the handle of her blade up into the air.

Though Ciel missed she would quickly turn on the spot and once again attempt to shove the curry down Altera mouth. This time though, she made sure to be accurate and as fast as possible, putting her Burial Agency training to good use. "EAT... CURRRRRYYYYYYYYY!" yelled Ciel in a similar fashion to how a heroic spirit would unleash their Noble Phantasm.

Unfortunately for the Heroic Spirit, she wasn't expecting this fast of a counter attack and before she could react-- "MNNN---" She'd slowly begin chewing and lowered her blade. Soon enough sitting down on the floor and taking hold of the piece of curry bread. Munching on it.

12:53 AM

"What is this cursed food... It burns my tongue but tastes pleasant and makes me want to eat more..."

"SUCCESS!" yelled Ciel as she now felt that everything had been worth it. She had brought another person into the light that was known as Curry. "Yes, I can cook more..." said Ciel before she turned around and saw what happened in the Cafeteria. "We should leave..."

"Why? Is there something wrong?" Altera inquired with some curiosity, taking another bite out of the piece of curry bread.

"Olga isn't going to be happy what we did here. I rather not be here when she shows up." said Ciel in response to Altera. "Come on, we need to go, NOW!"

"Understood." With that- Altera quickly grabbed her still recovering master and-- Ran away very quickly. @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

having found his room and settled here Musashi would be rather hungry for something other then proteins feed into his blood stream by a capsule. Going inside the cafeteria where he would take his plate to a more secluded side of the dining room enjoying some hibachi soup silently with a smile, his clothes pure and clean like snow, standing out if only for his absent colour scheme, although his eyes would look at different people passing by

After her misadventures in the challenge quests. A young woman in her twenties would enter the cafeteria. Searching for a quick snack to eat. Crimson eyes, long beautiful black hair. An expensive kimono with an ornate haori over it. Her beauty can only be described as one belonging to a princess of ancient tales. Like Kaguya-Hime. On her sides were tied her two blades. Two finely crafted swords. Specifically Muramasa blades made by he descendant of Senji Muramasa himself.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

if he would have been someone else he would have spit the soup out of his mouth seeing such a person walking the halls of Chaldean, he’s rather intrigued by her appearance, but he wouldn’t seem much due to his simplistic attire, if anything his only dazzling accessories are his fasteners connected by a golden string of silk. Miyamoto gains quite an interest into this person and would wait for her to order something and sit own somewhere, watching her with his peripheral vision as to not make it obvious he’s, well, gouking

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

And as Naomi walked passed by, she didn't notice at all the man who was enjoying his meal. Nothing much, just another day of grabbing a bowl of Ramen for herself and sitting formally at one of the chairs nearby. Naturally the chefs got to it. On her palm he can see command seals, two of them. They were the shape of a cherry blossom flower. Although one's light has faded.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

finally his time to move has come, seeing Naomi sit at a table he’d wait a minute before raising up, and just as planned, picking up his bowl and heading to her table only to start conversation “Hmm, it seems you are all alone, I suppose you wouldn’t mind me sitting here would you?” he asks as he sets his things down “Pardon my intrusion, but you seem to have been lonely all by yourself and I wanted to keep you company, along with maybe indulge some fir myself. I have to say you were gowns in such a public place, do you usually dirty your more expensive clothes when going out?” as with that he speaks while sitting down

11:27 PM

I didn’t press send

"Hmm? Oh, I certainly do not mind." She spoke in english, and rather fluently at that. Maybe due to being raised at a place with a US Base on it. Specifically Okinawa. Still, she was not at all lonely, but rather she just wanted to grab a bite to eat. "Ah, you mean this? It is just that I have a strange taste for beautiful designed kimonos and yukatas. Occasionally I wear a haori over it if it suits it. Even out there in the singularity. It does not hinder my combat ability too." Akira would also notice that, the air around her was rather... hotter than a normal breath. As if nature itself was interfered with and altered slightly.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

pst, what kind of oni would he be if he couldn’t stand some bit of heat ain’t he? “I see, well I guess there’s nothing wrong with liking beautiful things, I one too enjoy looking pretty stuff. One of the reasons I wanted to talk to you.” as with that he’d take a sip of his soup before casually presenting himself “Musashi Miyamoto, new master of Chaldea, it’s a pleasure to meet you miss, …” his eyes look at her directly when he raises his hand up to his cheek to prop his face onto it, if anything, there’s nothing special coming from him, much like he doesn’t give the feeling of anything, if anything he feels much like a calm and still lake, unperturbed by any ripple

7:48 AM

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

It seems this guy is flirting with her. She will give him credit, as cheesy as that sounds. It was a decent transition. But, it is gonna take more than words to get this ball rolling. "Shirakawa, Shirakawa Naomi. Apprentice Miko of the Shirakawa Clan. It is nice to meet you Miyamoto-san. Still, I cannot help but notice you share the same name as a certain sword saint. Are you a practitioner?"

@[unintelligible sub noises]

flirt? Him? Never, he just appreciates as he said~ “Oh must certainly I am, and I too can tell you are not yourself too far detached from that world. Walking around with such expensive clothing but having your swords at the ready, for sure it’s exemplary how you don’t need someone to protect you. And I do wonder if you share a common dream of mine” Miyamoto says as if he didn’t just compliment her a few moments before “My dream is to become the number one under the sun, the only, true, genuine, bonafide swordsman of history.” a cheeky smile grows on his face as he raises his pointer finger up, but not to the top in and exaggerated manner, it would be of poor taste to buffoon around like that after all “I may not be strong yet, but I certainly will work myself to be strong enough. What’s a fight without some blood after all hmm?~”

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"I see, certainly a worthy goal, but like all long term goals. That is gonna be quite the long journey to get there. As for my goal, it is rather simple. I wish to master my swordsmanship, and not just that. I wish to reach a certain state. A state of Zero. True Nothingness. For that I need to train, again, and again, and again." She said to the white haired swordsman. In short, she certainly was working hard to attain this mindset that she mentioned.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“Ah I see, you won’t to use your sword without needing to think, well I’ve always been infatuated with all styles, yet I always failed to understand what was so interesting about this thing. If you don’t think while using your sword, is it really you achieving Zen, or is that a way around it, a title, more of, … a prestige. To wield a sword you don’t fight the sword, you fight your opponent, I see swordsmanship as, understanding the your enemy. When you unsheathe your sword, such things can be disregarded, being a reactionary fighter can do more harm then good, don’t you think that’s a more accurate representation?” he’d say closing his eyes when he slowly pushes the bowl, after taking his last spoon full from it “And to think I’d come back to discussing swordsmanship, my my, seems I can’t help it no matter where I go”

8:19 AM

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"I unsheath my sword to defend myself, yes. That much is true. Although, I also use it to fulfill my duty. My sacred duty as a miko to protect humanity from those that threaten to harm it. Those that cannot defend themselves, that salaryman going to home, or perhaps that teacher with a group of children on a school trip. I also use it to protect others. To use a sword and not think means great danger, not just to others but to myself as well. Still, your perspective is certainly something I must give a try at. Although, I doubt I would learn it just by discussing no?" Her eyes shifted briefly to the bowl before finally back at him. "Shall we?"

8:25 AM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“Hmm~ but what’s there to try, you didn’t finish your own meal, I just had a head start, it would be a shame for it to go to waste wouldn’t it now, and I’d rather not waste your money in your excitement after all, they don’t grow on trees right?” he asks seeing the girl getting a bit fired up, khaa is this how he was when he was younger? So fast to jump when told to

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Well, we will have to wait a while after the food went down. Last thing I want is puking all over the floor during such activies. I almost forgot about my meal. Then, you do not mind waiting Miyamoto-san?" She noted it was quite odd, talking to someone named Miyamoto Musashi, but it is not the Musashi she usually hangs out and fangirls over.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“So raw and untactful from someone who seems so high and gentle. But regardless, no, I do not mind so take your time Naomi-c’ ” hmm, … maybe he should keep that for now to himself, he would fake a sneeze to mask the C as he would repeat “Ah, sorry, a lot of dust around here, wanted to say whenever you are ready Naomi-san, I have all day after all” he would take this slow, no need to rush things after all, what’s the joy in things if you don’t take time to appreciate

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

There were certainly sides to this girl that can be seen through the cracks. Still, that same enthusiasm certainly pushed her so far. And so, after a while of idle chatter. Naomi would dine in on her meal with a slow but steady taste. Her manner of eating reflected her usual gentle and refined attitude. It is clear she has been raised well by her family. It is likely his family probably heard of the Shirakawa clan if they had any knowledge of the Demon Hunter Organization.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

he didn’t really pay attention in history class, or did he, who knows. But one thing is certain, he’d make small talk with the woman as she would finish her food, as when she does “Hmm, might you be interested in a walk? Get your body moving before anything right?”

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Hmm? I do not mind going around for a walk." She responded before lifting up her tray of empty bowls and plates and handed them over to the kitchen staff to clean. Her business here was done, and it is time to use this newfound energy.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“Great great, I see. You seem to have a good head on your shoulder, have you done posture training?” he smiles along yet ‘Something is up with this woman, …’ he feels a certain way about her whole looks, they are pretty, but her movement and breathing is all in control, ‘And that’s making me excited~, …’ “I’m not the most familiar with this place, but I don’t want you to bore you with white hallways, might you know a better place where we can take this?” he asks with a tilt of his innocent head allowing her to lead the way, let her take the harness and feel in control

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

Refined, graceful, elegance was present within her. All of it a harmony that mixes and results in this lady that Musashi now is currently talking to. Her breathing and walking certainly were controlled, however she does so in such a way that it seemed natural. As natural as the namesake implies. Her crimson eyes stayed connected with his own. "I suppose we could stop by my room. I modified it to look more like home."

@[unintelligible sub noises]

her mystic eyes would be something truly wonderful, crimson like blood, and his golden eyes truly shine back although with more vigour then her’s “My my, I guess I can’t help it then, what am I suppose to do other then accept Naomi-san.“ he shrugs as his long kimono sleeves sliding down to the pits of his elbows when he closes his eyes “But I suppose it’s fair as I didn’t yet got to renovate my own abode, nor had I time to clean all that dust” him? Clean? Ew, no, he will get someone else to do it for him of course “In sight of your hospitality, why don’t I buy you some alcohol? , … you do drink? Right?” he asks with a smirk as if it would have been something he already expected to be true

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Gomen, I have to decline a drink this early in the day. It is something I prefer doing after a mission or perhaps during the evening. A few cups of sake helps me sleep soundly. So, my usual choice of beverage is actually black tea. Nevertheless, allow me to lead you towards my room. Hopefully you find it to your liking Miyamoto-san." She spoke formally to him. Using his supposedly last name, Miyamoto as opposed to his first name Musashi. Using Naomi-san early can be a bit becoming too overfamiliar. Being in a first name basis after meeting, but Naomi lets it slide.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

he sighs as he whispers under his lips with a defeated look, exhaling all the while with a ghostly voice barely noticeable ~~”Kill joy”~~ as he would return with a bright smile as to continue “Well, Naomi-san, seems you really have a good head on your shoulder. Guess I’ll have to wait for another day to have my opportunity to have a drink with you” the man simply seems easy going, rather less formal then your usual person but nevertheless he’d follow her with or without alcohol

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

Still, that was a bit too direct asking for a drink for someone. While Naomi certainly drinks, it is occasional. As opposed to her sister Ayame who drinks a lot. She tends to get drunk even after jobs. Putting thoughts of her sister aside. Naomi would lead them out of the cafeteria and into her room.

9:59 AM

"i am sure such opportunities would come eventually Miyamoto-san. Please, follow me."

@[unintelligible sub noises]

Alochie was now in the cafeteria, grabbing some food. She was a retired master who was now serving as a support member of the staff. While she did have the aptitude to be a master, she wasn't a very good one and was far better as a healer and as a tuner. The young tuner would now grab some food and sit down. It had been a while since she had taken a break and she had only recently retired as a master. Some people would probably be curious what was going on with her. @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

@Alochie (@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu) - jump Alochie could hear light thumps as a certain someone ran across the cafeteria. Asteria hugged her junior idol and nuzzled her cheeks against Alochie’s. “Alochieeeee, it’s been so long~! How have you been?” Asteria asks in her normal cheery voice, being the nice squishy and fluffy cuddler that she is.

Alochie could hear light thumps as a certain someone ran across the cafeteria. Asteria hugged her junior idol and nuzzled her cheeks against Alochie’s. “Alochieeeee, it’s been so long~! How have you been?” Asteria asks in her normal cheery voice, being the nice squishy and fluffy cuddler that she is.

@Asteria Caelestis (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump Alochie was grabbing her plastic fork and getting ready to dig into her food as she then heard some noise. She decided to turn around and saw Idol coming in for a hug. Before the young tuner could react, she would be hugged by her Senpai. "I have been doing good. Just been trying to sort things out on what to do with my life and here in Chaldea. Being a master isn't for me, so I decide to take a support staff role instead. What about you Asteria, I have heard you have been in a number of missions and been performing extremely well." said Alochie in a calm tone as she gave a kind smile to her senior idol.

Asteria plopped herself down right beside Alochie, letting go as she rests her head on the table. Her gaze locking onto Alochie's eye as the two speak. "That's nice, as long as you're happy with being on the support staff that's what matters!! And yup yup, doing pretty good! That last Demon God Pillar was quite the doozy but we managed to do it!!" She let out a small chuckle as she begins humming a soft tune, something along the lines of Ikenai Borderline.

9:29 PM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKiTu8MXOkk&list=LL&index=374

Peppermint 2.0

[UtaMacross] Ikenai Borderline — Mikumo Guynemer [Full Song + 4K60f...

Alochie would remain calm and give a confident smile to Asteria, at least that is how it appeared on the outside. On the inside, she was screaming like a happy little school girl. It was only due to her years of training as an upcoming idol that kept her calm. Idol was here, spending time with her and looking straight in her eyes, other people would kill for this! "I don't think I could kill anyone or do what is required to be a proper master. My compatibility with servants was pretty lackluster and they often went rogue and disobeyed my orders. Even ever I went out on missions, I would always bring back prisoners. But I think I will be far more useful in this role." She would then pause for a second before then focusing on Asteria. "A Demon God Pillar? Here I am struggling with wolves and you are facing down impossible odds and winning. You truly are something Asteria. Glad to see that you and Chaldea is doing a great job!" As Asteria started to hum in a soft tune, Alochie would listen for a few seconds, getting the idea of it before starting to join in and acting as her backup.

Only when the song was finished Asteria gave Alochie a soft smile. Then reached over and patted the younger lady on the head like she does. “The servant thing may be a problem, but you don’t need to kill anyone. Look at my track record. My only actual kills have been on those abberations from France.” Asteria let’s out a small chuckle as she continues to look her friend down in the eyes. Not saying a word for a few more moments before addressing the second half of what her fellow idol said. “Wolves, demon god pillars. We all start somewhere. I remember when I struggled with them too. I just kept working and working, and working and working until it worked out. I know I’m among the super talented here, but if you don’t put in triple the work as the competition you won’t get anywhere. So make sure you do what you enjoy and do it to the very fullest~!”

Alochie would give a bright smile as she was patted when the two of them finished the song. Any sort of affection from her idol was something she enjoyed. She began to wonder what the press would do if they found out about them. It would probably make the news but at the moment that wasn't a problem. "Perhaps but I found myself getting in the way and having to rely on my teammates to save me. Either way, I think I can do more good as a support staff member." Alochie would once again pretend to be calm as Asteria looked at her. But deepdown, she was freaking out again. Why wasn't she talking, did she say something wrong, was she mad at her? Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Then when her fellow Tuner spoke again, Alochie would internally calm down. "Your right but I still think I can do more good at a support position. I feel more at home with this then out on the field. Who knows, maybe I will be your mission coordinator and be helping you out from behind the scenes." @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Asteria pats Alochie's head a few more times, messing up her hair a bit before straightening it out once more. She sat up and her ears perked up as she was clearly quite happy about talking to her friend once more. "If you think that's where you'll be best then you do you! As long as you're happy and doing spiffy then that's that's what matters~ And having you as a mission coordinator would be tons of fun!" The older idol scoots on over and gives Alochie another hug, being just affectionate person she is. Cuddling up to her for a bit before letting go with a small tehe. "Though hopefully this will all be over soon so we can just go on without the need to worry about world wiping threats yeah~?"

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

The raven hair tuner would beam with a smile, she finally decided to break character and just allow herself to enjoy the moment. She would give a large smile and focus on Asteria. "I do and yes, I want to be the fun mission coordinator. The team is already under a lot of stress, no need for a coordinator to add more. Instead we should be doing our job to help them out the most." Alochie would return the hug, nuzzling her senpai. It felt nice to break out of character and just be a fan instead of a full time idol. Their was no media, so who cared? "Hopefully but I feel before we know it, their will be another enemy and then another one. It always seems to be so in history and stories. I hope I am wrong but if I am not, I will be ready for it!" (edited)

Asteria places her hands behind her, allowing her to lean back on the bench some. Her legs swinging a bit as the two speak, her gaze wholly on Alochie. "That's great, I cant wait to see how you'll do in the new job, you'll probably be one of the best among them!! And I know we at least have one more enemy... The being who created these singularities... But we have this in the bag!!" Asteria pops up onto the table, doing a little spin in place as she makes sure not to bump any of Alochie's meal while she does so. A good old BB spin ya know?

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Alochie would give a smirk at Asteria comment. That was right, their would be other mission coordinators and Alochie would attempt to be the best one out of them. "I will make sure to be the best mission coordinator and support staff member. You will be able to relay on me. As for our foe, I guess the final battle is approaching. I will do my best to support you from here." Alochie would raise an eyebrow as her fellow tuner got onto the table and did a spin. Was she getting ready to dance, how would Olga react to this? She would first make sure to move her food to somewhere safe. "Are you planning on doing some kind of dance or a show?" @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

"Yup yup, we'll both do our best in beating the leader of the Demon God Pillars!! Then we can go home and do our things!! Sadly I'll probably have to go on the run unless I can convince the Clock Tower to allow me to keep doing my thing..." Asteria lets out a small sigh, placing a hand on her cheek and tilting her head into it as she did so. The idol lightened up though and swayed side to side some. "I wasn't initially going to do any sort of dance or show, just show my excitement. But I totally could go do a show right now~?"

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"Hmm... Joining Atlas or the Church would be your best option. Though that means restricting your freedom. While I would throw my support behind you, I don't think I could make much of a difference. Not sure if Chaldea will protect you but perhaps we could ask the director or maybe fake your death." It was something that Alochie wanted to help Asteria with but their was only so much she could do. Though her mood would improve when she heard that her senpai was going to do a show. "Do you want me to act as your backup or do you want to do this as a solo act?"

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

"Perhaps that may be my best option but who knows, I can only hope that the director will somehow provide me enough protection to allow me to do my own thing..." Asteria squatted down and patted Alochie on the head with a chipper smile, then she chirps with a small nod. "Whatever you wanna do~!" She then stands up and finds a nice spot on the table as she starts on a little song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35TaVrweGZw

Peppermint 2.0

[UtaMacross] Mirai wa Onna no Tame ni Aru [Full Song + 4K60fps]

10:42 PM

Asteria is clearly just singing whatever song just feels pretty vibey despite knowing the meaning of what she sang.

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Alochie would nod her head. While listening to Asteria live and with front row seats was a great prize, their was one prize that was greater then that, performing by her side. The raven hair tuner would take our her guitar and then get up on the table, standing side by side with her blue hair counterpart. With that, she would start to play her guitar, attempting to support Asteria as best as she could.

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Asteria was quite cheerful despite the not so cheerful song, dancing around on the table with Alochie's backup. After the song was over though Asteria let out a small sigh and laugh as she sits down on the edge of the table. "It's always so much fun sing songing along with you. Maybe us two and Silk should do it all together sometime!! Just like we had thought over during France right~?"

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Alochie would nod her head at Asteria suggestion. Their had been a petition to get the three of them to play some music and attempt to gain the population favor but it never ended up happening. "It's a shame that Olga never gave us the approval, I would have loved to do something like that in France or another singularity. I guess most people here are just use to brute forcing their way. A lack of elegance. Still, if their is ever a chance for the three of us to unite and sing, count me in." @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Asteria pats Alochie on the head a few more times with a smile on her face. "Well who knows maybe we'll have the chance to do it again sometime. But until then we can just keep doing what we do!! I'll also definitely be sure to tell ya if there's a time when we can all sing together!!" The half fairy's ears point up a bit as she smiles, cheerily humming some random tunes she made up in her head.

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Alcohie would nuzzle Asteria as she was patted, enjoying the affection she was getting. If only this moment could last forever. "Indeed. Speaking of which, I am going to be running a simulation mission soon. It using data that we got from a mini singularity that collapsed on it's own. Feel free to join it." Alochie would now have a smirk, she was getting excited to run her mission. She would also move her head back and forth as she listened to Asteria tune that she was making up. @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Asteria taps her cheek and thinks over it for a moment before she put her hands under her thighs to keep them from patting Alochie's head anymore. "Perhaps I will go do that, it all really depends on if I actually zone in, in time... You know how I get with music, it's a bit of a trance ehe~ But I'll definitely go watch the recording of it afterwards if I miss it~!" The idol continued to make her little piece, it was something pretty cheery, kinda like a soft spring wind on the mountain tops.

Alochie would sigh as her pats ended. It seemed all good things must come to an end. Though if she encountered Idol again, perhaps Asteria would begin to pat her again. "I hear you. You also need to rest and prepare for the final battle. I should probably watch some recordings of other missions to improve myself as a mission coordinator." Alochie would continue to move her head to the beat that Asteria was making. Her music always sounded so divine.

"What's with the sigh Alololochie? Also also, we both got this!! It wont be all that horrible leading up to it yeah?" Asteria let out a small chuckle and smile she then slides down to sit beside Alochie again rather than atop the table. "I do hope you like the song I'm thinkin up?"

"Well... your pats... I really do enjoy them. I was just finally allowing me to be me instead of that perfect idol everyone tries to get me to be." Alochie would keep her eyes on Asteria. She would then place her food back to where it was suppose to be before offering a bit to Asteria. "You have a talent for music. And I don't mean this like how they tell people like me and other idols. No, your on a level above us, an idol among idols. Each song you write is divine. I think the only way someone as talented like you could make a song that I didn't like is if you tried on purpose to do so."

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

Asteria gently smiles at Alochie and goes ahead and pats her head a few more times, her face being that of the comforting oneesan idol that she tends to be when she's in a vibe. "Ehe, thanks~ And Alochie, as you said, you just got to be you~ If you aren't you, then you'll just burn out so quickly... Plus, if people cant idolize you for being you, then that's not you becoming an idol now is it~? That's someone else, a mask if you would, being an idol~" Asteria then brings Alochie into a hug, patting the back of her head and rubbing her back gently as she lets out a small hum. "Also, I've made a ton of bad songs, but the way to make the best songs are to keep making and making until you're happy~! For example, I always keep my ideas every time, no matter how good or bad it is. Even if it's bad, I'll find a situation or a how to make it work ya know~? Hehe maybe sometimes I obsess over music a bit to much from time to time... ANYHOW! That's not the point!! Just do what you wanna do, be who you wanna be~ Don't let anyone tell you how you have to be, even if it's me~!"

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@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

The raven hair girl would take a moment to think about what Idol said as she had a more serious look. "That is the question I have struggled. I need to choice between being a mage and an idol. My family history and so on has been pushing me to be a mage but I do feel a bit more free when I sing. Then again, their is still a lot of rules to follow. Feel like I am being torn between two worlds and neither of those allow me to be truly me." Alochie would hug Asteria back, glad to have someone she could talk to all this about. She then listened as she heard Asteria say she made a bunch of bad songs. "That might be due to imposter syndrome. They say the more talented you become, the more you doubt yourself. Those songs that you think are bad, were probably good. But you are right, I should try to follow my own path. Yet, I have a question for you. What do you want me to be, aside from following my own path that is?" @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

"And that's why I adore music, because it lets you express who you are how you wish to~ It's also partly why I incorporated it into my magecraft, it becomes quite liberating..." Asteria smiles at Alochie and pats her head a few times as the two hug. "And nope, it's definitely not imposter syndrome. I just know when my songs are good and bad, I just don't publish the bad ones and keep them somewhere until I can make them good~!" She lets out a small ehe and nuzzles Alochie before silently thinking about her question for a little bit, not saying a single word as she thought but rather hummed a little tune to the beat of never gonna give you up. "Well~ One thing that I want you to be is someone who can let their soul catch the wind and fly free~!"

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"Hmm... you seem to have so much more freedom then me. I am constantly told how to write my songs and how to perform them. I do have some creativity but a lot of it is controlled. Perhaps I should go back to my roots again." With that she would break off from the hug and take a moment to look at her food. She would grab a fork and start to tap the tray in a type of beat. "Oh my, a recycling musician in a way. You take your trash and turn it into something good. Don't suppose you can one day give me a sneak peak?" Alochie face would turn red as she was nuzzled by Asteria. She was now having a hard time keeping herself calm. Her role model was giving her so much attention and affection. She couldn't keep it contained anymore and it was showing by her expression and the color of her face. "Fly free, now that is an idea and perhaps I can write a song about this." @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

"Ehe I'd say don't listen to them! Music is best when you decide how you wanna make it when you wanna make it!" Asteria smiles a blinding smile and backs up from Alochie a small bit, shooting her her signature wink and two finger heart combo. "Anyhow, a yes and a yes, and a third yes!! I do like recycling my bad work, and I'd love to give you a sneak peak!! Also also, you should totally do it if you're having that feeling!!" The idol was being super cheerful at the moment, suuuper curious as to what it is that Alochie would write with this feeling.

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

”I see… are all of Chaldea’s Masters so spineless? It’s to be expected of such tiny souls, but it’s depressing as a commander. Tch… no, it’s fine! It’s fine!” It was a good thing the roast chicken before the sweater-clad knight was already cooked – because it definitely wouldn’t live much longer if she put that much frustration into preparing it otherwise. She’d made an impressive spread, especially given the cafeteria’s usual standards; as Saber poured her time and feelings into her cooking. However, so far, it’d barely been touched… as just about every Master and Servant had kept their distance to avoid the dog’s barking. Usually, one could put up with her demeanour, but right now… “So, what is the point, then? Summoning a Servant, for fear of being their Master? I worked hard for this privilege! I am being undermined again already…! At least Her Majesty believed in me…!” Yes, after being finally allowed permission to have a Master, Saber had thus far had no luck in actually convincing one… no doubt because her way of asking was usually ambushing them out of the blue and declaring her interest. At best, they might be steadfast enough to refuse; at worst… well, no one could be blamed for fleeing the man-eating dog. Unfortunately, it’d been a day or two now, so Saber’s feelings were becoming even more unrestrained… and, well, for all her diligence, she was still such an emotional wreck… “It’s understandable… I’m a reckless Servant. E-Even if I fought hard and bled for Chaldea, I am still just an old dog. A failed knight, with no king nor queen. Maybe I shall fight alone forever; without my homeland, my comrades, or my cause…!”

@Danni

It was a rather surprising occurrence to see the cafeteria so empty around noon, perhaps Leonardo had somehow missed the appointed lunch time if there was one. "Strange..." He thought to himself paying very little mind to the staff currently fleeing in the other direction, some complaing aloud that a servant was starting to go made. The magus on the other hand kept his composed demeanor, eager to get a good meal in before his afternoon reading. It was only after he had entered the room that an almost mad barking sound assailed his ears. At first he assumed some kind of monster had broken from confinement as he flinched a little from this loud oration. But soon he could make out words amongst the loud whining. We're these sounds...actually coming from a human being? Leonardo shrugged and continued to follow the racket to its source, coincidentally where he found a rather impressive, if not somewhat meat heavy, spread laid before a rather largely built woman. Even if he wanted to introduce himself, it was hard to even hear himself think with how oud she was being thus he did his best effort to clear his throat and grab her attention. "Excuse me? I apologize but I'm a newcomer to Chaldeas and this is my first time visiting the dining facility. Would you perhaps know what's on the menu today fair lady? I'm quite in the mood for a late English breakfast today." He asked not really paying much mobd for her imposed pity party this dog decided to hold within the mess hall. It was clear that feeding into it would likely only make things worse and it didn't help the magus was unaware of this Knight's true identity. "Rather quiet here today isn't it? Guess everyone must be too busy to enjoy some fine dining." The heir stated trying to desperately to get this hound to calm down for a little bit, enough so he could get a hold of his thoughts again.

@Tulf

To the wannabe knight’s credit, Saber did try and regain her composure and straighten up upon receiving company; but she couldn’t hide all signs of her sour mood. She came off as a bit too serious once Harway arrived, her eyes leering down at him… tiny! Yet another miniscule magus! “F-Fair lady…? No, ahem – the menu… technically, the standard menu for today is stir fry with either pork, chicken, or vegetarian options. However! As surrogate chef here, I won’t refuse a challenge. An English breakfast, too… you’re lucky. It was surely a Manchester staple.” Though she treated the suggestion as a declaration of war, Saber’s (oft misplaced) confidence shone through with a rather cocky smile. Still, she clearly had a little more bite than bark, as it was only a few moments before the sizzling of eggs, bacon, and sausages filled the air. Chaldea’s selection of ingredients wasn’t always stellar, but this much was very doable. With her head focussed on a fry pan instead, and that apron and red sweater on, the huge Servant seemed considerably less threatening. Still, the sizzling just went on and on… how many people was this meant to serve, exactly? “…Indeed. It’s been quiet. But, it’s no surprise. The magus staff often live at a different pace to everyone else – lunch at night, dinner in the morning. As for the Servants – many of them are layabouts, who think their history excuses their poor lifestyle. Even if they can’t starve, Heroic Spirits should respect the discipline that comes with meals.” Finally, Saber seemed to be beginning to plate up; particularly as the sound of the toaster interrupted her… but, then she just kept cooking? “Hm. How about you, young man? You seem awfully composed. Isn’t there trouble afoot? Most Masters I’ve seen scurrying about have been busy fussing over their Servants, or that would-be singularity.”

@Danni

It seemed like his tactic of forcing this woman's mind to shift to another topic entirely had worked for the most part. He did feel like her former sense of self loathing had yet to vanish completely, the small mage had managed to at least stop the incessant barking as the cafeteria was instead filled with the sounds of meat and vegetables being cooked on an assortment of skillets and frying pans. It did confused Leonardo slightly on why she was preparing such a large quantity for something completely off the menu. Was his charisma so great that he had completely managed to alter the lunch menu for today? The yellow haired magus was quick to shake his head at such silly thoughts and instead focused on this mysterious lady. She did announce herself as a surrogate chef so this wasn't her full time job here by any means. She had quite a bit of height on him, though that was hardly a rare occurrence given how short he was compared to several others., but she still probably stood above most people he had known. The substitute chef certainly wasn't lacking for musculature either, perhaps she frequented the gym rather often. Hmmph, shame Leo worked out at the library! "Hmm?" He was suddenly snapped back to reality by the Knight addressing him once again. "Perhaps there is though no one has urgently requested my presence as of yet. So why rush into something I know little about?" He gave a light chuckle at remembering just how brief the actual briefing had been. "I prefer to just take things like this at my own pace, not just being pushed around by others like sheep getting herded by a dog. As for my own servants..." It was true he had yet to contract with anyone, he had yet to even meet a servant interested in contracting with him. "Well why seek one out? I'm sure one will be interested in contracting with me in due time."

@Tulf

”That’s judicious thinking. I worry about the young soldiers here – it’s a matter that takes briefings, planning, and leaderships! But, I see many of them rush about, hunting magical weapons and training in place of tactical acumen. I won’t say my sword is useless, but it’s only worth as many foes as I alone can strike down. A war isn’t won with one battle!” Switching to commander mode, the Duke of Manchester was as serious as ever – albeit, an itsy bit hard to take so seriously, as she waltzed around with an apron and arms full of a massive breakfast platter. Sure, it was an English Breakfast (alas, she couldn’t find any cockles for a Welsh one), but… it was a meal made for four, not one! “So you don’t have a Servant yet!” announced Saber, as if it was a revelation… Leo probably knew what was coming. As the platter was placed in front of her, the Servant also slammed onto the table; leaning over the poor magus – “I myself am a knight in search of a Master! I’ve been given permission to contract now, you see! I’m the strongest knight of the Fey Court; Fairy Knight Gawain! The weak should obey the strong – whichever you are, I do not care; I work hard either way.” “…but that’s a decision that should be made on a full stomach. Eat up, or you won’t grow up.” …now she was even pouring a veritable pitcher of orange juice!

@Danni

"Rushing into such dangerous territory without taking the necessary steps to evaluate it first?" Leo asked almost rhetorically as the Knight went on about how the other masters seemed to be acting like over eager adventurers rather than cautious magi who often wouldn't even act without taking nearly a week's time examining a situation. Not that take such a straightforward approach was a bad thing, often hesitation led to defeat as much as poor planning did. Leonardo didn't seem to fall into either particular category himself, ultimately feeling that victory goes to the lucky and the patient. "Ahh--?" His thoughts were interrupted as the spread was laid out before him. Certainly enough to feed a small family let alone a single young man, frankly this enormous meal was enough to cause the otherwise cool and composed magus to lose color in their face. "Uhmm, thanks?" He really didn't have the heart to tell this earnest woman that he couldn't stomach the entire meal in one sitting, and eating refrigerated leftovers was far below his upbringing. "But--" His assertion was almost thankfully interrupted as the Knight nearly broke the table in half by enthusiastically slamming onto it, the young heir going wide eyed and leaning back a little as the blond got close. "Knight? What even is a Fey Court? Fairy...Gawain!?" To say Leonardo was confused by this introduction was an understatement, he was very close to assuming this was somehow the actual Gawain from Arthurian Legend having gotten the Midsummers' Night Dream treatment and gone insane. Not something he wanted to word out right now but this certainly demanded clarification. Of course there was still the demonic trial that was his breakfast before him, though it was certainly within human limits to devour he didn't want to spend his first day here with wretched indigestion. "Uhmm, aren't you going to eat Lady Gawain?"

@Tulf @Nommyuks

What a bother… As soon as Nemo had summoned his Nemo Series, they swarmed him like a horde of undead, clawing at his naval uniform and tolerance and groaning “FoOooOoD~!!!”. The masterless life was already taking its toll on everyone on the Nautilus. ‘We can’t work in these conditions!’ They bemoaned. ‘Mutiny! Hoorah! Mutiny! Aye, mutiny is the way!’ They howled. What kind of captain would he be if he allowed such civil unrest to continue to fester aboard his vessel?! So, Nemo gave into the hungry, hungry horde and intended to host a feast, but the moment he proposed dinner on the Nautilus, the mob charged him with demands. ‘Burgers! Pizzas! Burritos! Tacos! Bacon! Meat, oh red meat!’ Captain took one look at the daggers thrown at him by Engine, or wrenches in this case, and knew his only guest would be Davy Jones down below if he did not indulge. What kind of seamen were these? What’s wrong with sea turtle loin, dolphin livers, cream from milk furnished by the udders of cetaceans, and some marmalade of sea anemone!? Don’t you see!? Where did he go wrong… Cursing himself as his mind searched for answers like a disappointed father, Nemo’s feet searched for the nearest cafeteria in this blasted place called Chaldea that corrupted his crew with their earthly temptations. With more than twenty Nemos accompanying him, the crew was like a school of fish voyaging for food. So preoccupied with themselves they were that they had not noticed the number of people coming from the cafeteria. When Nemo arrived at the nigh-empty cafeteria, he counted his lucky stars. There were only two people present—a grandiose maiden who would qualify for Arronax’s most wonderful physical specimen, and a young, majestic lad that look the part of her lord or brother. So matching they were in status, a knight and a young master, and in appearance, blondes with clear European blood, that Nemo assumed the two as servant-master. But what caught the Captain’s attention

6:54 PM

most was the apron adorning the resplendent lady ahead, identifying her in his eyes as the chef on the station today. So, immediately, he strode over to the Servant with his heels clacking across the floor and a Congo line behind him. Firstly clearing his throat to announce his presence, Nemo respectfully interrupted the two before they sat down and had breakfast. “Excuse me, ma’am, may we borrow your kitchen?” And as he heard the cacophony behind him, Nemo desperately added, “Ah, pardon—“

”—Woooahh! Miss, you’re so tall! Aw, that’s so cool—I hope I get promoted into someone as big and strong as you one day!” Cutting past Nemo and his words, Marines enough to encircle the lady descended upon her like a wave of overly excited puppies clamoring around the most interesting wonder to them. “I want my hair to grow as long and pretty as hers, actually! It makes her look so majestic!” “What! Have you seen her muscles!? Pick me up, pick me up! I want to go flying like a seagull!” As their excitement grew first before any of those qualities, the Marines did more than just encircle as they now curled up against the Servant and tugged on her limbs like they were fighting over what the best part of her was. “Oh boy! Food’s ready already!? Meat’s back on the menu, boys!” The rest of the Marines, however, noticed the spread of English breakfasts across the table and understandably assumed it was their catering given the serving size(s). Like students on a field trip coming from their school bus, they stormed the table to take whatever seats available.

As the chaos returned to the kitchen despite the magus’ best efforts, a relatively peaceful presence snuck in to stand beside the table. Rather than enamored by the chef herself like the Marines, Bakery rubbernecked her culinary art atop the table. “Aww… What a lucky guy you are!” Beamed the strongest Nemo, an equally glistening, toothy grin accentuating her effusive gaze at the young lad. “She put her blood, sweat, tears, and love into this!” Their cooking utensil flipped back at the servant behind her, continuing, “That’s the mark of a true chef there—one who puts her all, no matter the client, no matter the dish!” If her stare showered amicable warmth onto the boy, then her words joined the Marines in showering the knight with praise!

And now, the most soothing presence, as if to bring balance to all the sudden overwhelming stimulation, slipped out from behind Bakery. “Oh my, your face is so pale, dear!” Waltzing over to the young lad, they leaned over and placed a hand on his forehead to measure his temperature. “Truly, eating Miss Chef’s cooking will do well for your complexion and blood flow, so eat up lots like a good boy, okay?” In comparison to Bakery, Nurse’s smile was tender and placating as they gave the magus an assuring pat on his head with their free hand.

”—the...” Captain shot a pitying glance at the two victims, released a vexed sigh, and resolved to finish his now late warning. “Pardon their behavior, please, they’re more rowdy than usual. Hunger makes one go mad, you see.”

@Danni @Tulf

Of course, such befuddled claims just made Saber sparkle with pride; completely misinterpreting the understandable confusion for awe. However, before she could boast some more… war was declared. Fey – monsters disguised as children – raided her palace. Rage burned in Saber’s eyes… she’d kill them! She’d tear them to shreds! She’d rip, and tear, and chew; until ---! “A-Ah!” It was too late, they were upon her. Arms grabbed at her sides, trying to drag her down into the abyss to be torn to shreds and consumed. Saber grasped at freedom, as if drowning – but, in doing so, just managed to lift a few of the Marines straight off the ground. “Y-You…! Tch… I suppose it must be hard, being so pitifully small…” she snarled; yet didn’t raise a finger. She didn’t really have the heart to rage against it… they were just like Manchester’s fey, truly… Standing above the tide, ‘Miss Chef’ just waited patiently for the din to simmer even a little. Maybe she was a truly great commander, knowing when to wait – maybe she was a sincerely kind knight after all. Or, maybe… she was just enjoying the compliments. Judging by that smile… hm, well, maybe she was just lost in nostalgia. “That’s right. Hunger makes one go mad,” stated Saber in agreement, speaking from experience; “So – the weak must eat! The strong can afford to starve.” The Servant’s gaze settled on the Nautilus’ crew, clearly searching for who was in charge… and promptly settling on Nemo Nurse. “You’re the strangest Servant I’ve seen. But I’m impressed. I was just telling this boy – a weapon is only worth as much as the one who holds it. A single Servant can win a battle, certainly; but not a war. A crew like this is much more useful on the battlefield. I see the steel of a commander in your eyes…”

7:26 AM

…Speaking of which. The huge chef turned on Leo again, condescension shadowing her expression… like she was dealing with a child. “You’ve got competition. But, don’t fret. If you can’t manage to get your fill… I’ll make seconds, just for you.” Dogs had to take care of their ill, young, and weak. Yes, so she was looking down on him like the runt of the litter… and, offering such a dire threat, too.

@Danni @Nommyuks

It seemed that the young prodigy would not be getting his clarification anytime soon, as Gawain was starting to look like she was about to gloat even further. Just then however, the sounds of several footsteps quickly approaching reached Leonardo's ears. Was it actually the assigned lunch time now and he had the fortune (or more likely misfortune) of turning up nearly a half hour early? It was certainly what the affluent heir had assumed up until he finally saw the source of the noise. "Wh-wha--" He was at a complete loss for words upon seeing the Rider and his twenty other nearly identical copies running into the lunch room. He had heard of one of the Hassans being able to have multiple bodies to represent different aspects of their own expertise but he severely doubted that this was that selfsame Assassin. Thankfully it seemed Leo was spared the worst of it, detecting a sense of heightened bloodlust from Gawain only to see her nearly being drowned in a small sea of over eager marines, trying to tear her apart like furious army ants. Leo was so enthralled watching this catastrophe unfold that he failed to notice both Bakery and Nurse sneak up beside him. "It would seem like that were the case, though I was unaware Chaldea's kitchen staff was so...adamant?" Surely they didn't summon servants just to cook five star meals---right!? Though it wasn't a thought he was allowed to dwell on for long as his attention turned upon feeling a warm hand upon his forehead. Getting mothered like this only caused the Magus's face to match the color of his bright red uniform, embarrassed that this scene was taking place out in the public. "I'm well aware of how to take of myself, but thank you Miss---" This would become a real headache if they all shared the same name. Though upon hearing more food would be made, Leo somehow became even paler perhaps to Nurse's chagrin. "Perhaps I should just get a 'doggie bag' as it's called."

@Tulf @Nommyuks

”Uwaah! It’s like I’m on the main mast of a ship, ahaha! Land, ho!” One of the marines lifted by Miss Chief immediately played the part of ship watch, a hand over their eyes as they peered out across the cafeteria. The others were excitedly kicking their feet in the air, filling the air with their boyish, carefree giggles as they misinterpreted the knight’s struggle as her playing along to their whims. In the middle of that mini-chaos, the servant also felt fingers brushing through her golden locks as another high-pitch voice chirped. “Ehehe, how can it—uweehh… s-sho soft! I’m melting!” Despite their physical age, this marine sounded like a drunken sailor as they bury their face into the gossamer hair and nuzzles its owner. Another marine hanging onto the Saber’s bicep was even patting it in admiration of how toned it was. These rambunctious children kept on their antics until their host returned her attention to the young master. All of a sudden, they too peered down at the magus with faux superciliousness as if to buttress the servant. Of course, compared to the hulking beast of a woman, their glares came off more like a fixated gaze that judged the boy! (edited)

In opposite to the young master’s face, Nurse’s face flushed with heat at the energy pressed into her by the Knight’s heavy-handedness. Their eyes had been shut this entire time, so normally that compliment would be questionable, but at the same time, this fact gave credence to the sincerity behind such words. Rather than play out the part of a blushing maiden, however, Nurse turned their attention and doting on the warrior behind them. Much to the magus’ relief, yes. “Oh my! You will make me blush, Sir Knight!” Cooed the nurse as a frolicsome giggled followed, their other hand cupping a cheek to settle the redness there before continuing. “Then as the commander, I have to concur with our private here that you too ought to sustain that big, strong body of yours, my knight. The strong cannot be neglected either, and if anything you need a higher calorie intake and a more nutritiously balanced meal for your physique!” Voicing what the doctor ordered, Nurse crooked her neck to Bakery to signal that it was high time for the two of them to enter the kitchen to prepare a meal for this ace soldier.

The Saber’s misidentification of who the Captain of this ship was irked him, but her honest mistake emphasized how disorderly his crew was right now. Given her relative lack of concern around the marines threatening to eat her dishes, he figured the kitchen was owned by no one just like the sea. So, he did not stop Nurse, Bakery, and the other marines needed in the kitchen from beginning their culinary work. Instead, Nemo patted the back of one of the marines hanging from Saber to wordlessly command them to spare the woman enjoying this attention too much. One glance at the magus told him the basic gist of what was going on, so after another sigh, Rider took a seat beside the boy. “It seems we are both stuck in raging waters, Sir.” Succinctly sharing his sentiments with far greater composure, Nemo prepared his hands with his eating utensils and gazed down at the English breakfast. By Triton’s insistence, Nemo could not abandon this brother to the shark-infested waters and see another man’s journey come to a premature end. Coincidentally, the strong-willed shark preying on him, Nemo Engine, also joined the table, sitting opposite of the Captain with their perennial judgmental glare while flanked by Professor. Indeed, the two young boys were both being judged on their merits and determination through this gastronomic maelstrom awaiting them…

@Tulf @Danni

”It’s true. I certainly was summoned to war, not to cook. But, everyone has a hobby. This is just what I like to do, that’s all.” A confident statement, full of pride; only slightly undermined by her attempt to put her hands on her hips with three or four Nemo Marines hanging off of her. Now that she wasn’t thinking of past trauma, she seemed awfully tolerant of the chaos… well, perhaps it was normal for the top dog to put up with a bunch of puppies. Though, a blush did pass by her face as she had her muscles admired and her hair toyed with... “But that’s right. Servants don’t necessarily need to eat; but what satisfies the body satisfies the mind!” stated Saber, responding to Nurse and Leo’s insistence without hesitation or doubt. “But don’t fret. I’ve already prepared lunch for myself. Not that I would ever refuse a gift from a fair… lady, of course.” With that, the knight marched to the kitchen herself, dragging her diminutive comrades along with her – and, she promptly returned with something even more audacious than Leo’s intended breakfast. With a thump, the lady finally sat down, with her rack of spare ribs and frankly towering selection of chicken… limbs. To her credit, she had a helping of greens, too, but they weren’t very appealing compared to the rest. Was this the diet of a knight? No… but, it was the diet of a carnivore. Pausing with a bone in hand, she’d glance at her company – “Well? You can’t waste all day on lunch! Dig in!” And with that, she began her assault… she had set herself cutlery, but – it was clearly a wasted effort. It wasn’t quite that she was a messy eater or anything, but more like… no normal person was that enthusiastic about tearing into meat and bone. Maybe it was a Servant thing…

@Danni @Nommyuks

This was turning into a rather chaotic scene, not something Leonardo had in mind when he just intended to grab a quick breakfast and return to his room. Now a veritable horde of gremlins was staring into his very soul, judging the magus for this beast of a woman taking a hint of interest in him. It somewhat infuriated him inside though outwardly he kept that usual calm demeanor after recovering from the small fit of blushing Nurse had brought on. Seems karma worked fast though as she was struck with the same flustered look following Gawain's compliment. "She does have a point Gawain, I've read that while food is not require for servants it certainly helps there energy output to an extent. While it's certainly a great thing to give to others you must not neglect yourself in the process of course!" He spoke earnestly, hopefully able to get out of this stomach threatening situation quickly and escape this scene. Though it seemed a few of the unlikely guests were willing to help brave this ordeal together. "Well guess we're sailing forth anyways, best hope we done drown in a sea of fried beans and sausages..." He said taking the nearby cutlery and gingerly bit into one of the over easy eggs on his plate. It wasn't... well bad per se... though it was clear that quantity took precedence over quality. "Mmm, quite the uhm enthusiasm on the sausage I can tell...it's--" He feared for his life were he to finish that sentence. "Incredible! Where did you learn to cook such a divine dish?" Perhaps he was just spoiled and should learn to have a more open mind, peering over he tried to see the Captain's reaction. Though it was clearly quite a shock to see the monstrous palette the Fairy Knight brought forth, it was like she had ordered take out from five different establishments at once. And the way she dug into it with such fervor... "Gawain, table manners please! If you are to wear the title of Knight you should try to at least show proper etiquette!"

@Nommyuks @Tulf

Nemo Nurse held a wider and wider smile on their face as they listened to how earnest and conscientious Sir Knight was. Despite her overwhelming energy, it was lucid that the Saber was a good girl that looked out for herself and others’ well-being. Just from the first impression alone, she got a Nemo Nurse Seal of Approval! However, the good nurse did not expect her voice to get louder as they walked away, only to realize the woman passing by and grabbing a mountainous plate of effectively only meat. Nemo Nurse’s smile flipped upside down immediately, ostentatiously reading to the knight ’ You eat like this?’. Their eyes opened just to give ‘Gawain’ the infamous, wifely stink eye, refusing to say a word to emphasize their disapproval as it got worse as she walked past and settled in her seat to begin feasting. The feminine aura and pressure were nigh asphyxiating and overwhelming, even more so than the Saber’s presence when raging. ‘Gawain’ was right all along—Nemo Nurse truly was the strongest and thus in charge when upset. That sharp gaze was practically staring holes into the back of her head as she ate like a beast! (edited)

When Leo turned to check on the Captain, he’d find the servant had already devoured most of his dish. Despite his bravado, Nemo, too, had been feeling the drawbacks of having no Master. Thus, he hastily scarfed down his meal as if he wanted to leave before getting drawn into anything worse. Yet, he ate everything but the sausage and bacon: the opposite of the meat-loving Saber. Nemo noticed the magus’ ogling, noticed Nemo Engine’s glare, noticed Saber’s gluttony, noticed Nemo Nurse’s foul weather— ”—I do not consume the flesh of land animals. I am not what you’d call a civilized man! I have done with society entirely for reasons which I alone have the right of appreciating!” Suddenly becoming defensive over his eating habits, the Captain blurted out his retaliation, projecting his insecurity of getting accused as a picky eater. He even went as far as pushing his plate of leftover meat toward Leo. His childish form did not help him not look like a spoiled boy throwing a tantrum. ” I do not, therefore, obey its law. Least of all yours.” Everything was getting to him… When he deflated after his outburst, Nemo cleared his throat and desperately tried to save face by awkwardly catching Leo’s nonverbal message. “—Ahem! Bakery is preparing seafood as an alternative, Sir, if that suits—Wait, did you say, Gawai—“ (edited)

Perhaps to the Captain’s fortunes, his assurance was cut-off by the sounds of wild animals ravaging their prey. Following their pack leader’s orders, the Marines descended from Saber’s arms and onto the plate of meat and chicken like barghests. Continuing to mimic the top dog, they used ~~pack~~ formation tactics on the plate to wolf down the dinner the alpha dragged in for her cubs.

”????” Utter appalment and bewilderment fell upon the Captain’s face. Was this the power of one of the legendary Knights of the Round Table, Gawain? First making Nemo Nurse blush and now enchanting his Marines… Is this a knight’s Charisma!? Did Gawain’s knightly charm, akin to a sun’s glorious splendor, awaken beastly instincts in those under her spell? Nemo had not seen such voracious madness since his squadron ran out of rations during the revolution! Even Nemo Nurse looked like they wanted to tear somebody apart!

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The compliment on the knight’s cooking earned a glowing smile from her… that is, when it could be glimpsed in-between immense bites into her own meal. A tornado of fangs and meat – at least it wasn’t too rare, or it’d be a truly grisly sight! And yet, things just got more chaotic from there. Certainly, Nemo Nurse’s aura was stifling… but, it didn’t seem to slow down Saber’s appetite. As one without an ounce of ‘wifely potential’ in the eyes of Habetrot, such a power was useless in restraining her. However, she would pause to address Leo’s complaints and the Captain’s sudden protest. “This is no dinner party. You must eat! Don’t you know how it is around the waterhole? Drink fast, and keep one eye open… otherwise, it’ll be your last meal.” Explained the Servant to the magus, as if teaching a child. Speaking of children; she’d turn to the good Captain – “It’s not about the law of society. It’s the Rule of the Wild. The strong, eat – while the weak, are m-” Foolishness, such foolishness. In taking the time to interrupt her meal to give such advice, Fairy Knight Gawain had neglected her own advice! In the midst of her explanation, countless dogs hooked around her limbs and seized upon her meal! Saber’s expression was full of shock for a moment, disgusted to see her quarry stolen from right under her nose! Wordlessly, she stood up to her full height… and turned towards Nemo Nurse.

6:51 AM

“Your troops have no discipline! They tantrum and snatch on their own accords. Bring them in line immediately!” commanded the knight, only then recognising the tiny Servant’s dreadful gaze – “Is this a slight upon my cooking…? If that’s the case, then don’t hide behind your subordinates. Spit upon my title as a wife yourself, Commander.” The sweater-clad Servant put her hands on her hips, glaring back at Nemo Nurse. Wind howled, the furniture buckled – their opposing feminine auras clashed in ferocious competition. Ice and fire crackled; an inevitable, bitter conflict that would last until the end of the world. “If you need staff to cook even this much… you’re weak as a woman.” stated the knight, as if it was a matter of divine fact; “There’s only one certainty in life. A strong wife stands above and conquers all. Even if nobody believes me, supports me, or recognises my effort; I’ll keep on going.”

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"I beg to differ Ser Gawain, any meal shared outside of war time should be treated like a dinner party. There's no need to rush through your meal in such a setting, otherwise you'll only give yourself indigestion and look like a beast." The magus was about to stand up and move over to the Saber's side of the table to show her how to properly use her silver wear to cut the meat into smaller bites, though it was too late as it seemed the Knight had become the meat of her own saying. It was hard to take pity on her however considering most of the Marines were just doing their best to mimic Gawain's incessant gorging. Leonardo couldn't help but look a little smug as his point proved itself that there was a need for civility even when dining otherwise it would inevitably descend into chaos like everything else in life. Though his own smug aura was immediately smothered out by the intense clash between these respective motherly figures, starting to power up as if to enter a twenty hour battle of shouting and shooting massive energy lasers at each other. Frankly this place was starting to seem more horrifying by the minute, a cluster of chaotic energy and a complete disregard for any sort of rules implied that the leadership was far too lax. A weak monarch will only beget egotism within their subjects after all. Such things must be remedied immediately or the wound will only get infected and kill the host. Rage boiled within the young progeny over this embarrassing show and with little regard for his own safety, he attempted to stand close to this stand off his trench coat blowing with the intense anger coming from the two parties.

10:38 AM

"Gawain!!" He yelled a certain ferocity coming from his voice not unlike a lion scolding her cubs. "If you are to present yourself as a good commander and ruler you must listen to such criticisms and set and example for your troops. If you devour your food like a beast, those who follow will simply do the same. You cannot defend the weak if your troops function more like scavenging mongrels rather than a pack of coordinated wolves!" He said though his face showed little change in complexion, he was certainly less mad and more disappointed at this rate though it couldn't be helped. "That goes for you too," Leo continued as his eyes fell upon the girl in the nurse outfit whom he also assumed to be the captain. "People will follow whoever has the most authority in the room, it seems you must discipline your underlings more unless you enjoy coming under constant threat of mutiny?" He was likely going to get torn apart by these two great monstrous beings though it was a small price in order to pave the way for peace. "The time for arguments and the like is later though, help me stop these vicious mutineers before the cafeteria is taken over and the promise of a hardy meal is gone forever!"

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Of all things, the Captain did not expect to be philosophically scolded over his outburst; by someone proposing Darwinism no less. Despite the unpleasing direction Gawain was getting at, Nemo kept a stoic expression and heard her out while gazing straight into her eyes. He may as well have her stance and thought complete before judging and engaging with her. It was the least a gentleman and scholar should do for someone asserting their character regardless if he may not agree. But, Nemo was a fool to think there was going to be something meaningful or thought-provoking today as the Saber did not even finish her statement before getting distracted and turning to someone else. When the two women began to butt heads over their feminine pride, Captain thanked Triton that he did not get caught between them. Triton also thanked himself for navigating past those two whirlpools. Nemo merely pretended to eat to avoid casting suspicion and attention onto himself, side-eying the drama. Unbothered, fed, happy, in his lane, focused, flourishing.

Gawain’s attempt to intimidate and challenge her only made Nemo Nurse plant her feet deeper and stand her ground. Barghest was barking up the wrong tree. Rather than a test of wifehood, Barghest was talking back to a mother, not a wife: a completely different, higher league. “My troops? Are they not pups mimicking their mother?” Nemo Nurse snapped back immediately and firmly, pointing at the bone the Knight still had in hand to call back to her bestial style of eating. “Besides, how can I critique your cooking's quality without tasting it myself?” She added as if responding to a nonsensical comment, ignorant of the Saber’s uncharacteristic class skill in Madness Enhancement. Instead of meeting Gawain’s challenge head-on and giving her what she wants, Nemo Nurse deflected the provocative verbal swings at her and refused to play in the mud with the canine woman. “I do believe, support, and recognize you and your efforts, Sir Knight.” Throwing a curveball, Nurse Nemo chose to fight with kindness as her scowl softened into a pitying frown. “That is why I am disappointed you do not put that passion and effort into creating nutritiously balanced meals.” As she critiqued Gawain’s cooking as requested, Nemo Nurse slapped the chef’s earlier insult across her face by walking past even her to point at the paltry number of foodstuff besides a plethora of protein-and-fat rich meats. “Maternal aptitude is also taken into consideration in a traditionally good wife. To be a great cook you must adjust your meals to the needs of those who eat them. How will your children grow as strong, beautiful, and lovely as their mother if you do not maximize their health with balanced nutrition?” To drive the nail further straight into Barghest’s heart, like a mother, Nemo Nurse kept going on in her scolding. “You did not even prepare a beverage. Where is the milk for the vitamin D? Juices for other important vitamins? Fish for omega—“ The sudden shrieking at her surprised the nurse, (edited)

5:19 AM

turning her scolding to the immature boy who, like men are wont to do, instead threw more oil for the fire by trying to use the force of will to defuse a problem. “Mutiny from merely enjoying their food?” Nurse scoffed, nay, giggled even at such an asinine proposition. “I am disappointed in you as well, young lord. You are choosing to not even listen to the hearts of your people, of women, at that.” As she took the tone of a mother even with Leo, admittedly, her frown then turned into a tender, maternal smile as she placed a hand over her heart. “Such short-sighted peace does not solve the heart of the problem. You must understand what upsets your knight and provide healing to her wound.”

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The line of argument left Saber… confused, she had to admit. S-She was a mother now? She had heard that such things happened suddenly, but… this suddenly? Was this Servant – pack, related to her? Things only got more befuddling as she was critiqued about her cooking… children? Mom? What? Though, admittedly – the beverage complaint was on point. Saber didn’t have any reprisal for that, and promptly began to deflate from her initial flare-up. However, she couldn’t begin to admit her mistakes, nor bite back – as instead, the young Master made himself known! It was a show of force that the knight couldn’t have anticipated, and so just made the lady relent more… even if she still didn’t really understand the issues. In the past, her troops did eat like her… that was just the way the Fang Clan lived. Was this some sort of human thing she didn’t understand? Uuuu… she was being bullied by other Servants already…! “No, it is fine. I’m not some child.” Stated Leo’s knight, who had apparently just forced herself into that role by now; “I apologise if my manners offended you. This isn’t my land after all – Manchester, as I know it, no longer exists. I should be more flexible.” With a dire frown, a very different side of Saber was on display – she looked like she might cry! “If it’s as Leo says, though, I’ll clear up my mistakes.” With a thunk of metal, Saber manifested her heavy sword. “I’ll cut down the mutineers myself, to prove my maternal aptitude. The diligent may feast upon the bodies of the unruly.” This was nice. It was so nostalgic!

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The young heir wasn't able to understand the Nurse's reasoning at all. While of course short lived peace could never permanently solve such a dire problem, it was still necessary in order to find a proper solution lest you try to brave the terrible maelstrom of chaos. Nevertheless, arguing with her would likely only make matters worse and it did serve to diffuse the visible tension between her and Gawain for the time being even if he was now the target for her scolding. Leonardo was fortunately quick to calm himself following that rather childish outburst and tried to re-evaluate the situation. It was certainly a struggle to be a good boy and bite his tongue in response to Nemo Nurse's words but it was a small sacrifice for peace! "Apologies for coming off like that, but your crew should know better than to take food that is not theirs to begin with." He replied seriously regretting not following his seat mate's example and choosing to remain neutral for this confrontation. Though it was likely too late to call a retreat now, so he would either sink or swim here. Perhaps Gawain would be willing -- THUNK "Oh dear..." Seems like she was choosing to put down the opposition with force, a sentiment that Leo was usually fine with but in this case these were still allies of Chaldeas and thus resorting to such extremes was off the table. Rushing past Nurse he would put himself between his self appointed Knight. "Gawain, there's no need..." Perhaps Nurse's words had some hint of truth though he hated to admit such things. Was this the true power of a maternal figure, to see the truth through such chaos?

11:50 AM

"I'm at fault for being intolerant towards your way of life, we come from very different worlds and judging you so harshly on our first meeting was uncalled for. The fair lady here is right though, we have hungry mouths to feed now and only the legendary cooking skills of Gawain and the dietary knowledge of Nurse here can save the day!" The sappiness of that speech made him want to puke, but it was necessary for running a Kingdom could not be done by a King alone and thinking otherwise was pure foolishness. Thus in a rather embarrassing show of humility, Leo would turn back to Nurse and get on one knee. "Nurse will you..." He gulped not really being aware of what this whole scene looked like. "Will you help us prepare nutritionally balanced meals for the good folk of the cafeteria?"

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Upon noticing the Knight’s demeanor sour so severely, Nemo Nurse’s maternal instincts kicked in further. She could perform EMS, after all, and there was a poor baby right in front of her needing healing! Since she felt responsible for some of that pain, the young mother also felt compelled to take responsibility to console Gawain. Despite Gawain’s impressive height and toned build, Nemo Nurse treated her no differently than anyone else. If anything, it just means Saber is a big baby! “I cannot speak for your Master, but I assuredly found your manners endearing, Sir Knight, hehehe! The contrast is quite adorable.” Nemo Nurse mused in the doting tone of a maiden to tease the proud knight that is just as proud of a beast. Indeed, Barghest was not the only accustomed to the relationship between the knight and young lord. Why, Nemo Nurse just casually jumped to conclusions without realizing it because she thought the relationship was so natural! “Now, now, so there’s no need to cr—” As the nurse reached to pat the knight, she let out a squeak from the sudden blade slicing through the air near her. “—Wha” Now, Nemo Nurse was the one getting sidewinded by a sudden twist, gasping with a hand over her mouth and eyes still closed. Fortunately, Leo’s also sudden proposition snapped Nurse out of her stupor yet she did not have enough time processing that he just got into a proposal position. “O-oh? Huh… Ah, you wish for us to work collaboratively? Saber and I?” With the growing smile on her face, Leo got his answer right away even if it did cost him some more dignity. “But—”

”—Tamagoyaki, OK!” A familiar chipper, carefree voice interrupted Nemo Nurse as a shout, paired with the tamagoyaki dish in question as well as Captain’s requested seafood alternatives. This entire time as everyone caused a commotion the strongest Nemo kept their head low and hustled in the iron kitchen. As if unintentionally entering the competition of motherhood and wifehood, she slid her dishes onto the table with the succor of the Marines. By accident, Nemo Bakery had already prepared the dishes Leo requested; they were nutritiously balanced, creatively varied, and adequately numbered. For instance, they had specifically cooked up a Spanish cuisine in the hopes of introducing Saber to foreign dishes that could still be protein rich but also retaining an assortment of fruits and vegetables. Indeed, Bakery made soft tacos: pan-seared chile guailllo and achiote marinated pork loin (pastor) with grilled pineapple, onions, jalapenos, cilantro, and avocados; beer-battered tilapia fish with cabbage slaw, chipotle aioli, and avocado sauce; etc... All wrapped in nixtamal tortillas, all accompanied with sides of extras like tomato, avocado, lettuce, limes, pineapple, corn, frijoles, squash, and so forth! As for the tamagoyaki… they placed it in front of their seat. A chef should treat themselves too, no?

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While seeming boundlessly confident in her blade, Saber would politely restrain herself as Leo interrupted with such a speech… how sappy, honestly. Was this boy some kind of princess? “Legendary cooking skills… w-well, that isn’t quite necessary…” mumbled the Servant, with a faint blush on her cheeks. Though, it was a bit hard to see her ‘maidenly potential’ with that sword in hand and her usual aura of feral might. It was like calling a prowling tiger cute. However, any agreement she could offer was cut off as she saw Leo kneel before Nemo Nurse…! With a gentle smile, Saber accepted the situation as it was. She understood now. All this chaos… it was just the natural prelude to love, wasn’t it? She’d read of such things. Ah, so it seemed she’d missed her chance again. But, that was okay. She’d bless this brave young man all the same. Even as the storm that some called the ‘main course’ roared around her, the Fairy Knight was lost in fluffy dreams. Hm… so, the next step for this proper knight would surely be…? Well, to speak of chivalrous love would be rude; or so she’d once been lectured. And, she’d already caused some trouble, so… she ought to restrain her straightforwardness. Finally, Saber would let her sword flicker away back into mana, and compose herself. She cast a glance towards Leo, and dared to give a confident wink. ‘Your secret is safe with me!’ was the intent, but in practice… she was not known for her subtlety.

Finally, the chef would follow her superior’s example and take a seat. “I see. So, separate again from maidenly dishes and those for the Fang, this would be… ‘food for the people’…” mused the knight, analysing the dishes intensely; albeit only after scarfing a fair dozen on her own accord; “Dressings aren’t my area of expertise, but I see their merit with so many personnel. You’re tiny, Servant; but your eye for talent is precisely as I assumed!” Beaming with delight over both matters of food and personal pride, it at least seemed like Saber was in good spirits, if unbelievably misguided.

3:29 AM

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Somehow it seemed his stupid speeches and weird antics had managed to get through. Perhaps this was indeed the power of persuasion a king was known to possess. Leonardo couldn't help but let out a gentle sigh as things turned out for the better despite the earlier commotion. Though that wink from Saber, she couldn't have possibly have thought.... Perish the thought!

The young heir would once again take his seat next to the nameless captain finally digging into his own meal though certainly reinforcing the idea he was some spoiled noble by daintily eating into it and taking his time to savor each bite. Needless to say he wasn't even halfway through his own portions once everyone else had managed to finish. "Hmm this is my first time trying this kind of regional food, very rich and filling..." He mused to himself before offering bakery a smile and bowing his head to both her and the gigantic Knight sitting across. "Ah yes, many thanks for this meal...it's not every day someone is treated to such fine cooking prepared by two beautiful maidens. I can certainly tell you both put your heart into this--" Perhaps there was a need to clarify. "F-Figuratively of course!" The thought occurred to him however, whilst Gawain had given her name (albeit he was still somewhat skeptical) he had failed to give his. Truly he was acting like a complete boor this entire meal and now was as good a time as any to rectify. "My sincerest apologies Ser Gawain, you've given me your name but I failed to give mine. Leonardo B. Harway of the Policy Department now a full time master at Chaldeas. Honored to make you acquaintance!" He announced looking over at Captain right next to him and offering a slight nudge hoping he would follow suit. Though apparently some masters and servants valued secrecy, quite understandable in such circumstances however.

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Captain had only thought of Leo’s flamboyant theatrics as unnecessarily extra, but when he, from his third person perspective, saw the wink Gawain gave he stopped his false eating to shoot a judging gaze at the young boy. It has been ages since he courted his wife and he imagined romantic advances or standards must have changed since his times as a youth, but even then, he couldn’t approve. After all, Nemo Nurse was an extension of himself, so to pursue her is technically pursuing the host as well. To put it bluntly, this whole situation Saber created made him feel… awkward and uncomfortable. He hadn’t thought of a situation where someone will court one of his Nemo Series… should he behave like a father and judge the suitors for them? Isn’t there somebody Leo forgot to ask for consent? “Alright, that’s enough.” Interrupting this farce before it went anywhere more awkward, Nemo asserted himself seemingly suddenly to his compatriots. “Hurry up and eat, Nurse. You need it the most out of all of us so stop wasting your breath.” Firm and cold, the Captain finally joined the social gathering by instructing his crewmates to settle down and enjoy their food. To which they did now that the peace has been returned, so unfortunately for the young master he didn’t even get the opportunity to receive Nurse’s response. Dad did not approve.

As if failing to read the mood or perhaps even straight-up ignoring it, Bakery beamed their usual sunny warmth and friendliness at Gawain despite the commotion and criticism earlier. “That’s right! I am sure you will have a lot of fun broadening your horizon and experimenting as a chef, Sir Knight!” Taking their seat as the Captain ordered, Bakery gave thanks for the hearty meal everyone was about to enjoy before digging into her tamagoyaki. “Cooking for other people and seeing their smiles is the best part, so keeping an open-mind and a willingness to step out of your usual style or dishes can help achieve that!” Simple and pure, Bakery grinned as she witnessed just that from the compliments she received by both the Master and Servant in how they ate her meal and their review after.

Meanwhile, the Captain was finally also savoring his dish now that his seafood substitutions arrived. The nudge was unwelcomed by this anti-social, introverted loner, who did not seem eager to share to the class. Not for the same practical or tactical reasons that Servants often use such as to hide weaknesses or information in general that could be used against him. Nay, Nemo merely did not feel comfortable saying more about himself than necessary. Ever the enigma. “You will simply refer to me as Captain, good sir.” And turning to Saber for extra emphasis on who the actual leader was here, he continued. “And you too, madam.” Granted, she may be stuffing her face too much to even notice such a subtle jab… Upon looking over the table and realizing how friendly and comfortable the rest of his crew already got with these two, however, he sighed and unenthusiastically relented more of an introduction. “Class: Rider.” And just that, not even returning Leonardo’s pleasantries.

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Of course, being referred to as a ‘beautiful maiden’ made Saber absolutely glow – but, only for a second or two, since… w-well, any number of the Nemos could be… hm. All the same! “Oh, there’s probably heart in the sausage. You can’t be too picky.” Reassured the knight, as if it ought to be obvious. Another sunny smile arrived, though. Even if she was a giant carnivorous death machine, she seemed awfully eager to please. Like a giant dog, perhaps…? Speaking of which, she was all smiles again upon being flattered by her fellow cook. Well, at fist, anyway, as a little more thought about the matter instead squeezed a very unbecoming blush out of the knight. “Mm… s-seeing their smiles, is it? I can imagine that…” squeaked the lady, clearly awkward about the matter, but still not shutting her mouth or dismissing it; “You’re right. It’s much like crushing the enemy. You have to keep your mind open to radical strategies, so that you remain on the offensive…!” By the time Leo realised his mistake in introducing himself, Saber had well and truly cleaned her plate – her manners might be questionable, but she didn’t manage to leave a mess. “I see. A ‘full time’ Master… that’s a bold claim. You’re young for such a fight, don’t you think? You should rely on some strong Servants. There’s no class stronger than Saber, I hear.” Gawain’s intentions were blatantly obvious, but yet – “What I’m saying is, you should contract with me.”

3:50 AM

Indeed, though, Saber was utterly ignorant to Nemo’s attempt to jab at her. She wasn’t distracted by the meal, but the way she was leaning over the table meant he just about banished beyond her… front, from both her perspective and anyone else on the opposite side to the ‘Captain’. Or… maybe she just didn’t even think that she might be the ‘madam’? “Rider! Another knightly class!” announced the lady, finally distracted from Leo – albeit only to clap her poor comrade on the shoulder; “You must be in high demand. Do you have horses for all of your army? I’ve never seen one before, to be honest…!”

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Leonardo had expected as much from this captain, well honestly he thought the Rider would outright ignore him altogether so this was certainly a victory in its own right. Though it seemed this servant was looking at him with a much more judgmental stare than before, perhaps he said something out of line? Regardless the master would follow suit and finally finish his late breakfast, no complaints about the flavor but there was still a lingering taste in his mouth he couldn't quite put his finger on. "Oh---" Seemed like Gawain took his words literally but he couldn't fault her for getting the most out of a meal. He would daintily wipe his mouth clean with a handkerchief from his pocket as the large Knight discussed the ideals of the culinary arts with each other, seemed they both had a deep passion of bringing joy to the world through food. Such a chaotic and unforgiving place needed more people like that. "Oh? You're quite right, though it's less a matter of age and more that my magecraft isn't too offensive in nature." He chuckled indeed picking up on what this eager Saber was implying. Or well he would have had she not just stated her intentions outright. "A contract though we just met hmm? Well if you're half as strong as Gawain was in legend then it couldn't hurt. As long as the idea of facing giant green men doesn't have you shaking in your britches." Admittedly it was odd doing this in front of another servant, like eating in front of a guest and not offering them anything. But he figured if the Captain was interested then he would have spoken up as well. "Very well I accept the offer then Gawain. From this day forth you shall be the sword that smites my enemies and the shield that guards mine allies from harm."

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”Yup! Crush them underfoot with good food! It’s like what they say: the way to a man’s heart is through his belly!” Somehow, someway, Nemo Bakery was following along with Gawain’s mad train of thought as if the two of them were on the same wavelength. They even let out a happy-go-lucky giggle despite the aggressive mindset the two of them agreed on. Perhaps it truly was the natural bond between chefs! That, and the baker was likely calling back to the shared experience from the Captain’s time in the war and the desperate need to adequately supply an army.

Nemo had no issue whatsoever with the transaction happening right before him, Leo correctly guessing that he had no interest in contracting with a Master at this time. Not that the boy had a poor aptitude for a master, nay, the opposite even as agreed by Saber. The Captain was merely more interested in the character of the master he contracts with, not their pedigree as a magus or leader. He was sure that the knight would question the wisdom in such a criterion, but that’s because the two of them had different prerogatives. Rider was to guide his Master through a voyage, not serve them on a battlefield like a knight such as Saber ought to. Captain Nemo was about done with his meal by the time his shoulders got gripped. He usually did not have a voracious appetite like the looming Gawain, but just this once he couldn’t help but stuff out his mouth like an overeager child due to all the exhaustion he felt. Paired with his usually self-possessed expression, the juxtaposition of the childish gesture and his adult maturity was comical to say the least, especially when he was ignorant of the clash in impression. The sudden clap broke that composure as his eyes widened, cheeks puffed with food before he swallowed it down while looking up at the knight in anxious surprise. “Horses? Bah! Perish the blasted thought.” Snapped back Nemo as if taking offense by the assumption, also daintily wiping his mouth with the tablecloth in subtle suggestion to sharing a noble background with Leo. Whether intended by Saber all along or not, but to open the Rider into talking about his ‘mount’ got him running his mouth about his pride and joy. He even perked up in his seat, folded his arms across his chest, and turned up his nose before clearing his throat to continue. “I need not even an armada. My vessel and crew are more than able to demolish any naval army on its own!”

Compared to the Captain showing no interest in the contract happening right next to him, the Marines, on the other hand, were ostentatiously peeking with bated breath. After all, they have been serving as the Saber’s wingmen this entire time! Thus, they invested in her romantic fate. So, when Leo accepted Gawain’s confession, they all flew out of their seat in boisterous cheer with food and drink in hand. “Yaaaaay! Three cheers for Gawain, the Knight of Sir Leonardo B. Harway! Aye, aye, aye!!!” Their chants, rhythmically joined by the clinks of their drinks, celebrated for their ex-single mother’s sake!

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Of course, the Duke of Black Dogs couldn’t remotely comment on her comrades’ manners at the table… her habits from the Fang Clan had already shone through in spite of her best intentions. Sure, she too used a napkin, but it was used more like a dishrag than a hankerchief. “They’re no good?” replied Saber to the Captain’s outburst, seeming innocently confused; and his further words didn’t help matters. “Vessel – what, do you ride a cup?” Admittedly, while Saber wanted to offer some comment on the nature of magecraft… she didn’t have a damn clue. It didn’t really exist in her Lostbelt, beyond the Queen and her volatile daughter. Fortunately, though, she was quickly whirled into a subject she was much more talented in – “Hm! The Green Knight’s terms were clear and fair. I wouldn’t flinch!” claimed Saber, clearly excited to talk about the subject; “But, I cannot claim to be quite as perfect as the real Gawain. I don’t have the right to carry a green sash as per his acclaim. When it comes to matters of fancy, I’m not so steadfast. And, it’d probably annoy Her Majesty if I did, anyway, since she’s… a-anyway!” Realising she was rambling in a surprisingly short amount of time, the knight would regain her composure – as best she could, anyway, now that she’d finally been her chance to be a heroine! Hm, was she ready? Was she good enough? Had she really changed? Well… that much was not up to the duke to decide. With sudden pomp and circumstance, the huge knight would stand up. What did she do next, again…?! Ah, she’d played this out in her head countless times, but… w-what now, what now?!

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Summoning her armour and sword in a sputter of fiery mana, the knight fell to her knee – it was meant to be gentle and dramatic, but the wall of canine muscle hit the ground with enough weight to make Leo’s chair bounce! “Yes! Servant, Saber! Until the bitter end, I will wield this horn, in exchange for your assistance in Britain… that is, Chaldea. Fairy Knight Gawain; who overcame the curse of the Sheffield! Just tell me if you need my demonic sword – I shall overcome any obstacle and rush to your side, Master. I’ve no weaknesses; you’ll see! I may just be a soldier who received the title of knight; but I am peerlessly strong… you will not be disappointed; you won’t regret this! I’m --- I’m rambling again!” Jumping to her feet, the knight’s haste made the floor rumble again – at least she wasn’t doing all this in that sweater. Suffice to say, the cheering Marines didn’t make her blush any less obvious, as Saber sparkled with delight. “For now! I’ll prepare myself! To sortie!” she declared, clearly blurting out the words as fast as they came to her mind; “T-Take care for now, Master! Eat well! I’ll overlook scraps just this once!”

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It seemed this one wasn't the true Gawain, even if that point had become increasingly obvious given the stark differences. However, the fact she did share his noble heart and held quite the admiration for the Knight was more than enough to convince Leonardo that this servant would fit him just fine. The progeny obviously didn't expect quite so much fanfare concerning his first proper contract, quite the strange feeling but still rather fitting for a King swearing a Knight into their service until either fell in the field of battle. "You've shown your honor and capabilities enough to convince me you're worthy to share Ser Gawain's name and title, I'd be honored to have you serve by my--ahh!!" He was interrupted as he felt his chair aviate a little before crashing back down, she wasn't really the gentle sort that much was clear as her sword seemed to pierce through the hard cafeteria floor in that Knightly bow. Though quick to calm himself down, Leo still shakily got to his feet indulging the Demonic Hound's idea of this being a noble ceremony. He lifted his hand over her head for a moment, staring down as his next words brimmed with sheer confidence and charismatic valor that seemed to place him between a medieval LARPer and a master contracting his first servant. "As your master and your Lord, I will hold you to these vows and act my best to fulfill mine own in exchange until either of us are to fall. Be more than just my sword and shield Lady Gawain, become my close hand and companion on the fields of battle. While we both draw breath, let neither of us drink the bitter drought of defeat. Now ri--" The sudden jump from his last command nearly caused the master to fall on his ass, not the ceremony he intended but one that served its purpose fully. Three red seals formed upon the back of his hand, seemed at least the Throne had taken this parody of a performance to heart and thus the contract was complete. Amongst the cheering of several Marines and

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@Tulf @Nommyuks Let's call it here then, thank you both so much! AstolfoHeart

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Being newly summoned, Sayona had to explore first. Exploring her surroundings brings her knowledge, so she can search for preys. This specific place, the cafeteria, looked interesting enough. So... Is this one of those places where people hang out, or something? "...Huh. So, it seems that this place is excellent to gather people." She said, looking at her surroundings. "I wonder if....?" Sayona thinks about.... Very nice things, that she can do herself. Evil plans. Well, not so evil, since it is already predictable due to her nature.

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Being newly summoned, Sayona had to explore first. Exploring her surroundings brings her knowledge, so she can search for preys. This specific place, the cafeteria, looked interesting enough. So... Is this one of those places where people hang out, or something? "...Huh. So, it seems that this place is excellent to gather people." She said, looking at her surroundings. "I wonder if....?" Sayona thinks about.... Very nice things, that she can do herself. Evil plans. Well, not so evil, since it is already predictable due to her nature.

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump The Duke of Wu had returned to Chaldea for a moment, if to reconsider their general strategy regarding the Micro-Singularity... Clearly, their approach didn't work, so perhaps a shift in paradigm was necessary... But enough of all that, he needed a fresh mind, and tea helps with that, he would head into the cafeteria and get some tea, read some more in the library, and likely come up with a master strategy to ensure a repetition of last time's happening does not take place...! "Hmmmmmm..." But... there was she. An Heroic Spirit that gave off... weird vibes, to not say bad ones. Was she a newly summoned one...? She did not seem to be one whose legend he was familiar with, nor was she Daji, yet... Something about her did set him off...! If she was going to cause problem, it was going to be his responsibility to establish peace, for the organization's sake! So, as a good general, he approaches his target. "Ah, excuse me miss, I've noticed you are talking to yourself. Do you have something that worries your mind, or is there anything in which may I be of assistance?" With a cordial voice and an affable smile, he would open with a strong starter!

The Duke of Wu had returned to Chaldea for a moment, if to reconsider their general strategy regarding the Micro-Singularity... Clearly, their approach didn't work, so perhaps a shift in paradigm was necessary... But enough of all that, he needed a fresh mind, and tea helps with that, he would head into the cafeteria and get some tea, read some more in the library, and likely come up with a master strategy to ensure a repetition of last time's happening does not take place...! "Hmmmmmm..." But... there was she. An Heroic Spirit that gave off... weird vibes, to not say bad ones. Was she a newly summoned one...? She did not seem to be one whose legend he was familiar with, nor was she Daji, yet... Something about her did set him off...! If she was going to cause problem, it was going to be his responsibility to establish peace, for the organization's sake! So, as a good general, he approaches his target. "Ah, excuse me miss, I've noticed you are talking to yourself. Do you have something that worries your mind, or is there anything in which may I be of assistance?" With a cordial voice and an affable smile, he would open with a strong starter!

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump ...La Sayona turned around. My, but what a convenience...! A man! Oh, but what a pity, he's not that kind of man she's looking looking for. Attentively, without being surprised, she decides to answer him. "Oh, greetings. Don't worry, I don't feel any particular way. I'm only.... Exploring this place." Sayona replied in a honest way. ...Actually, he looks nice, but unfortunately he's not what I am looking for attacking or to kill. You're safe, by the moment.

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...La Sayona turned around. My, but what a convenience...! A man! Oh, but what a pity, he's not that kind of man she's looking looking for. Attentively, without being surprised, she decides to answer him. "Oh, greetings. Don't worry, I don't feel any particular way. I'm only.... Exploring this place." Sayona replied in a honest way. ...Actually, he looks nice, but unfortunately he's not what I am looking for attacking or to kill. You're safe, by the moment.

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump Hmmmmm, he notes that he's likely not her target of interest. Still, he must proceed with this conversation! "Ah, so you have been summoned recently, haven't you? I'm Rider, true name, Tai Gong Wang, or Jiang Ziya as they would call me back in the court. My master is Erik Odinson. What do you think so far of Chaldea, our respectable organization? Pretty cool, right?"

Hmmmmm, he notes that he's likely not her target of interest. Still, he must proceed with this conversation! "Ah, so you have been summoned recently, haven't you? I'm Rider, true name, Tai Gong Wang, or Jiang Ziya as they would call me back in the court. My master is Erik Odinson. What do you think so far of Chaldea, our respectable organization? Pretty cool, right?"

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump ...Definitely, he's not what I'm looking for. "...My, you sure are a cute, good-looking man. ~" "Sadly, I have a picky taste as in my preys. You're lucky that I'm not going after you." She makes some "ahem" sound, just to reply to him normally afterwards. "And... Yeah, I have been summoned recently. Assassin-class La Sayona. Please do call me Sayona. My master is Bezy. She's so cute, it makes me want to teach her all about how to treat men and how to charm people in general~" Sayona looks pleased. "...Chaldea? My Master told me about it. Looks nice so far. What a nice place to go after...." She giggles. "...I won't say it~"

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...Definitely, he's not what I'm looking for. "...My, you sure are a cute, good-looking man. ~" "Sadly, I have a picky taste as in my preys. You're lucky that I'm not going after you." She makes some "ahem" sound, just to reply to him normally afterwards. "And... Yeah, I have been summoned recently. Assassin-class La Sayona. Please do call me Sayona. My master is Bezy. She's so cute, it makes me want to teach her all about how to treat men and how to charm people in general~" Sayona looks pleased. "...Chaldea? My Master told me about it. Looks nice so far. What a nice place to go after...." She giggles. "...I won't say it~"

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump "I'm glad you're enjoying your stay at Chaldea. La Sayona... I'm afraid I'm not well acknoledged about your legend, though if you want to know mine, you can go to the library and find it." Sayona... What language was that? He would have to investigate further later "So I presume that as an Assassin, men are your especiality, then?" Probing at her answers, to get the information he requires

"I'm glad you're enjoying your stay at Chaldea. La Sayona... I'm afraid I'm not well acknoledged about your legend, though if you want to know mine, you can go to the library and find it." Sayona... What language was that? He would have to investigate further later "So I presume that as an Assassin, men are your especiality, then?" Probing at her answers, to get the information he requires

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "I see, I see~" Oh? So, you can just go to the library and find some origin...? Cool. This might work for some stuff...! "Indeed, men are my speciality. I'm a succubus, after all, but I'm not one of those kind that, well, y'know, right?" She giggles. "I just like to mess up with those that fall within my own requirements...~" Sayona twirled one of her hair strands.

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"I'm glad you're enjoying your stay at Chaldea. La Sayona... I'm afraid I'm not well acknoledged about your legend, though if you want to know mine, you can go to the library and find it." Sayona... What language was that? He would have to investigate further later "So I presume that as an Assassin, men are your especiality, then?" Probing at her answers, to get the information he requires

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "I see, I see~" Oh? So, you can just go to the library and find some origin...? Cool. This might work for some stuff...! "Indeed, men are my speciality. I'm a succubus, after all, but I'm not one of those kind that, well, y'know, right?" She giggles. "I just like to mess up with those that fall within my own requirements...~" Sayona twirled one of her hair strands.

"Ah, I see..." Now he was diving into more familiar terms... A man-eater if you will, she started to remind him of a certain type of woman... Jade Lute! Though, with these circumstances, maybe it wasn't reason for concern, let's see. "And what may be those requirements, if I ask... It might be a shame if as a Grand candidate, I were to fail them.||

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"Ah, I see..." Now he was diving into more familiar terms... A man-eater if you will, she started to remind him of a certain type of woman... Jade Lute! Though, with these circumstances, maybe it wasn't reason for concern, let's see. "And what may be those requirements, if I ask... It might be a shame if as a Grand candidate, I were to fail them.||

@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT - jump "Oooh... So, it goes like this. I like killing unfaithful men, so I seduce them first and then I kill them, since that's what they deserve. ~" She glances. "I also like to kill drunks and those careless ones, though they're not that fun to kill compared to cheaters. I mostly like to seduce them just for fun. ~" She was straightforward with her own words.

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"Oooh... So, it goes like this. I like killing unfaithful men, so I seduce them first and then I kill them, since that's what they deserve. ~" She glances. "I also like to kill drunks and those careless ones, though they're not that fun to kill compared to cheaters. I mostly like to seduce them just for fun. ~" She was straightforward with her own words.

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump "I see, yes, I see... But rest assured, Miss Sayona, that there are no men like that in your organization, for it is an upstanding one on that regard." Though, this meant he had to make sure Assassin didn't find out about either Master Tohno, or Chris. "Of course, the Singularity may be more of your style... Where is your Master, by the way?"

"I see, yes, I see... But rest assured, Miss Sayona, that there are no men like that in your organization, for it is an upstanding one on that regard." Though, this meant he had to make sure Assassin didn't find out about either Master Tohno, or Chris. "Of course, the Singularity may be more of your style... Where is your Master, by the way?"

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "My master? Oooh, she should be somewhere. Maybe she's in her room or something." No clue. But at least, she can wander around a bit. "...Really, there are no men like that? Whoa, that sucks. Guess I'll need to find the other two kind of men, then. Or then, I'll try that... Singularity you say." She sighs. "I'll need to change a bit my own routine and diet, then...."

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"My master? Oooh, she should be somewhere. Maybe she's in her room or something." No clue. But at least, she can wander around a bit. "...Really, there are no men like that? Whoa, that sucks. Guess I'll need to find the other two kind of men, then. Or then, I'll try that... Singularity you say." She sighs. "I'll need to change a bit my own routine and diet, then...."

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump "Ah, is it that really of a downside...? It would be a shame if anything were to happen to our Masters, don't you agree? They're our support and the pillars of our organization." "But of course, that's why I mention the Singularity. I'm sure that the medieval British isles will be full of the type of men you seek, from the accounts I have from... Uuuh, the love of the Irish and scottish for their licours, yes." ~~Taigong took this opportunity to slander the British~~

"Ah, is it that really of a downside...? It would be a shame if anything were to happen to our Masters, don't you agree? They're our support and the pillars of our organization." "But of course, that's why I mention the Singularity. I'm sure that the medieval British isles will be full of the type of men you seek, from the accounts I have from... Uuuh, the love of the Irish and scottish for their licours, yes." ~~Taigong took this opportunity to slander the British~~

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "...I should seek her, then. It would be bad if I don't protect her. But still, at least I'm not going to betray her. She seems... Pretty nice." Those words woke her up somewhat. It's true, she should be aware of her own Master...! "..." Sayona smirked. "...Really...? How nice. It's quite polite of you to tell me where's the type of prey I'm looking for. I like that. ~"

"...I should seek her, then. It would be bad if I don't protect her. But still, at least I'm not going to betray her. She seems... Pretty nice." Those words woke her up somewhat. It's true, she should be aware of her own Master...! "..." Sayona smirked. "...Really...? How nice. It's quite polite of you to tell me where's the type of prey I'm looking for. I like that. ~"

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump At least he can reason with her, somewhat. That made her more manageable already. Now... "By the way, why were you here in the Cafeteria? Looking for something to eat or drink, perhaps?"

At least he can reason with her, somewhat. That made her more manageable already. Now... "By the way, why were you here in the Cafeteria? Looking for something to eat or drink, perhaps?"

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "Oh? I was curious about this place. Do people gather here to eat or something, then? Interesting..." Yeah, it is pretty interesting for her. "...That means... They have coffee on there... Right? A little bit of coffee wouldn't be bad."

"Oh? I was curious about this place. Do people gather here to eat or something, then? Interesting..." Yeah, it is pretty interesting for her. "...That means... They have coffee on there... Right? A little bit of coffee wouldn't be bad."

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump "I mean, indeed, that is the purpose of a cafeteria, to gather and fill our stomachs. Though us Servants don't really have such needs anymore, it seem some of us still relish on the opportunity to enjoy food. Not that I complain. I've heard Master Alex has returned, and that his cooking is other-wordly. Even here, culinary talents gather it seems!" "But if it's coffee what you desire, then allow me to invite you to a cup, Assassin." He said, opening his eyes.

"I mean, indeed, that is the purpose of a cafeteria, to gather and fill our stomachs. Though us Servants don't really have such needs anymore, it seem some of us still relish on the opportunity to enjoy food. Not that I complain. I've heard Master Alex has returned, and that his cooking is other-wordly. Even here, culinary talents gather it seems!" "But if it's coffee what you desire, then allow me to invite you to a cup, Assassin." He said, opening his eyes. attachment

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "My, that sounds great~ Back in my day, I had to cook often in the house, but I guess I can rest from it now~" Sayona observed Tai. Damn, he's definitely too gentle. There's nothing to complain about, at least. "...Thanks. That's kind of you."

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"My, that sounds great~ Back in my day, I had to cook often in the house, but I guess I can rest from it now~" Sayona observed Tai. Damn, he's definitely too gentle. There's nothing to complain about, at least. "...Thanks. That's kind of you."

@La Sayona (@neppy :3c | Saboten 🌵) - jump "One cup of coffee, coming up!" Taigong would use his great Taoist arts and knowledge of alchemy to conjure the best coffee ever made! ~~AKA, he would discreetly direct to the coffee machine and make it without Sayona noticing it~~ shirou

"Do you like it with sugar or something like that?" On the meantime, he would adquire green tea for himself

"One cup of coffee, coming up!" Taigong would use his great Taoist arts and knowledge of alchemy to conjure the best coffee ever made! ~~AKA, he would discreetly direct to the coffee machine and make it without Sayona noticing it~~ shirou

"Do you like it with sugar or something like that?" On the meantime, he would adquire green tea for himself

@Taigong Wang (Jiang Ziya) (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump "Just a little bit of sugar, please. I'm not a fan of overly-sweet black coffee." Sayona said, sitting down on a table. "....My husband did like it very sweet, though. Ew."

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Ayanami quietly walked into the cafeteria and tried to stay away from the other occupants as she wished to eat her food and recuperate after a personal training session, and didn't wish to get dragged into another social interaction if she could manage it. ~~sorry if the starter is a bit bare, I can't manage detailed/large ones just yet~~ @felice | 🥜/🧓/👮🏻/🤺/💳

A soft squeak could be heard as yet another Master entered the cafeteria—bumping into none other than the pale haired miko. The sound was followed by a loud clack, the sound of a clipboard falling unceremoniously on the floor… followed by several papers and an opened notebook. “Ah—! Excuse me…” A soft voice from behind yelped. “I apologize, I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings.”

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A soft squeak could be heard as yet another Master entered the cafeteria—bumping into none other than the pale haired miko. The sound was followed by a loud clack, the sound of a clipboard falling unceremoniously on the floor… followed by several papers and an opened notebook. “Ah—! Excuse me…” A soft voice from behind yelped. “I apologize, I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings.”

@Ceres Mae Coles (@felice | 🥜/🧓/👮🏻/🤺/💳) - jump "Aah.." Ayanami gasps softly when she was bumped into by another master, another one she hadn't seen yet either. The loud noise of stuff hitting the floor drew Ayanami's attention downward as she noticed their papers and notebook, which seemed odd, you'd think they would be rushing somewhere else with a notebook in hand. "Its fine, No harm was done." Aya then kneeled down and gathered the papers back into the notebook and stood up, handing them back to the unknown master, Though now that she looked at them properly she noticed they were rather beautiful. "Here you dropped this."

Lingering, Theano waited for Ciel to arrive as they had agreed to. She had already had prepared some curry for the two of them. Granted, she was still a decent distance off from cooking like her teacher but it was... Enjoyable. @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Ciel would arrive to the cafeteria. She honestly was hungry and exhausted. With everything going on now, she was in constant contact with the Church and dealing with way more paper work then usual. She was trying her best to keep things running, trying to pull strings in the Church to fund Chaldea and not make them a rogue organization. Honestly, she could use a break and spending some time with Fee seemed the perfect way to do so. She also had to tell her a bit of what was going on. Seeing Fee already sitting down and having some curry would cause Ciel eyes to lighten up and her lips to curl upwards a bit. The blue hair girl would make her way towards Fee before sitting down across from her. "Fee, good to see you again, how are you doing today?" asked Ciel as she would grab a bowl of curry and get ready to dig in.

"I'm doing fine. I have heard some news trough the wire though I'm not sure how accurate it is quite yet. Regardless, I suppose I've been considering a few different ways to keep myself employed going forward... What about you, Ciel?" She inquired, digging into her food with some curiosity as she watched her friend with some care.

"I have heard some news as well and now attempting to do what I can on the Church side to stop it. Though I rather be fighting Dead Apostle Ancestors then dealing with paper work. As for you, if things do go south here, I can easily move you somewhere to continue to have you employed in the church. Also, thank you for the Curry." said Ciel as she made a thank you sign before starting to dig into the Curry. "Oh their was something I wanted to talk to you about, if Chaldea continues to run."

"Yes, I am aware church always needs more work done. Truthfully it's merely an odd matter considering how little they know about my abilities beyond what few reports got trough. When I came to Chaldea originally I wasn't even baptised- since I've become a trained Executor. I've had a chance to talk to a few individuals, multiple wings of the church would be interested in utilizing my talents-- I am still considering which one I wish to assist." With that however she fixated her gaze on Ciel. "Oh? What is it that you wanted to talk about?"

"As I said before, I can recommend a few, though I am still trying to get you as my Burial Agent partner. It is breaking the rules a bit but when has that stop the Burial Agency?" said Ciel in response to Fee inquiry. "If Chaldea continues to function, it will probably get a lot of new recruits and a lot of the current masters are a bit lacking in some areas. As such, I will be retiring from the field of battle and becoming a teacher as well as a mission coordinator. Chaldea needs someone like me to teach the new masters. I have become a bit to valuable to Chaldea to be lost on the field of battle now."

". . . I see." Theano nodded for a short moment before silently taking a bite of her curry. She didn't say anything for a few long moments before continuing. "Then I will need a partner should Chaldea continue to function. If I learned anything from you it is that going along on missions is a terrible idea and out of everyone, you have been the person that I've grown accustomed to asking to join me on important missions and assignments. I do respect your decision ultimately though. As for being your partner in the Burial Agency..." With that Theano paused, thinking for a long moment before speaking. "I suppose it wouldn't be the worst career choice for myself. Granted I do not have much experience fighting Dead Apostles but I can always learn."

"You want a fellow master, I guess you don't trust your heroic spirits enough? Well you are free to find another partner, in fact I will keep my eye open for possible candidates for you. If I get any exceptional people, I will make sure to send them your way." said Ciel in response to Fee statement. She then continued to eat some curry while Theano took some time to think. "You have fought a number of enemies who are at Dead Apostle level, I could also arrange a few simulations as well. Thanks to the forest singularity, we have data on a number of dead apostles." said Ciel as she recalled that horrible singularity, at least something good had come out of it.

"I suppose you are correct on that front. As for your statement-- No. I do not trust heroic spirits. At least not all of them. While some such as Penthilisea or Hippolytus are dear to me I do not believe all heroic spirits are worth trust. Not to mention their inherent weaknesses and susceptibility to anti-heroic spirit magecraft. They are good companions but not partners." Theano explained her point of view before humming. "Granted, I do not believe Chaldea will continue on. The UN has made it's decision, the Clocktower is rather firm on it's stance too. Even with the backing of the church large part of it's legitimacy would be lost if they do not follow trough. Granted, I do believe there will always be a place for Chaldea but as it stands... I think our work might have to take place somewhere else. As for Simulation Training, I am not against it however I do believe hands-on practice would be much better. I heard India has a bit of a problem with Dead Apostles."

"I guess a heroic spirit cannot replace a fellow master. Having two masters go on a mission is better then just one master, as if something happens to one master, the second master can call for backup. In the end, nothing better then a well rounded team." said Ciel as she nodded in agreement with Fee. "Perhaps we could fold Chaldea into the Church. Not sure if Olga would accept that but even if she did, it wouldn't be the same anymore. Their is still the threat that Goetia warned us about. This is why I will fight my hardest to ensure Chaldea continues to operate, even if it has to as a rogue organization. The UN has nothing to match our heroic spirits short of a nuke. The Clock Tower isn't willing to waste the resources that would be required to even have a hope to take his facility."

"I don't disagree. My issue is less the power that the Clocktower and the UN have on display to take down Chaldea as much as the very reason we are here being diluted and lost. It's the only reason I personally do not intend to fight for it's continued existence so long as it is not hit harder than it already is. Last thing I want is for Chaldea to become a pawn in Clocktower's game of politics- I volunteered to be a master to help save humanity not to play realpolitik." She noted before shaking her head. "While I want Chaldea to operate, I'd prefer it goes silently until it's needed again than fight a battle of politics. It will just make our job the next time world is in danger more difficult."

"What is our purpose? What function does Chaldea serve? To ensure humanity survival, it is the same goal as the Holy Church and Atlas Academy. That goal doesn't change if we lose support of the UN and the Clock Tower. We have fought and beaten both organizations in singularities. Speaking of which, perhaps we should talk to Atlas Academy for additional support. I think I can maybe use my connections in the Church to help out. With both the Church and Atlas supporting us, the Clock Tower might back down. Chaldea also has a good reputation with Atlas, even having one of their highest ranking members, Nicolette take part here." said Ciel as she herself had no intention of backing down. If needed she would burn down the entire clock tower with the support of her servants. Chaldea had faced the best from the Clock Tower and a UN taken over by Dead Apostles and had come out on top. "I disagree, evil grows in the shadow while we are not paying attention. We must be vigilant, attempting to root it out before it becomes too large of an issue. Prevent is the best cure. Best to kill the dead apostle before they take root in the town."

". . . That's part of my problem with it, Ciel. I can understand their fear of Chaldea and why they'd want better oversight. I don't agree with how they're going about it but I do agree that the power Chaldea wields is a difficult one to balance." Theano noted before taking a bite of her curry. "Higher oversight is warranted. This much-- is not. However it's not my battle to fight. On that front we differ. I do agree that prevention is the best cure however there is a limit to how much that is applicable lest people get high on power."

"Checks and balances as they say. I will try to get Atlas involved on our side if possible. But I guess that isn't everyone fight and I respect your choice not to get involved." said Ciel in response to Fee. But Ciel was going to do what it took. If she had to kill several Lords to do so, then so be it. " I am just worried about what is coming up next and how many needless deaths their will be because of a few politicians and mages."

"That's a dangerous path to walk, Ciel." She noted before getting back to her food. "I wouldn't recommend going on a crusade like that but it's your choice in the end."

"So, how are your servants doing?" said Ciel as she decided to change the subject. "Also any boys here that interest you or do you prefer the company of your own kind?" asked Ciel as she wondered how Fee would react to that. She knew that Vee like the company of her own kind over boys.

"I believe they're doing fine. I need to talk to Hippolytus and Penthisilea soon however." Theano noted. ". . . Company of my own kind? I suppose I prefer spending time with other masters if that's what you mean." She rose an eyebrow, not too sure what she meant.

"I guess you need to talk about what is happening with Chaldea. I wonder how they will handle that situation." said Ciel a bit curious about how a Berserker would react to all of this. "Do you prefer boys or girls when it comes to dating." said Ciel as she realized that Fee shared something in common with Vee.

". . . I haven't really considered who I'd prefer to date. Truthfully I don't think it would be fair to do so in my line of work." She noted. "As for my servants- Yes. I will need to talk to them. Regardless of what happens I will be leaving chaldea for at least a bit. I will need to attend to church duties."

"Well have you considered anyone? Anyone that ever caught your eye? I mean even someone like me goes around dating, it's the whole reason I came to Chaldea." said Ciel as she began to think about Shiki.

"Eh? I haven't really considered anyone really. I don't know many people outside of yourself and maybe Monta." She noted.

"Well I already got my eyes on someone. Monta though is free I think but is he your type? Maybe if we don't get shut down, we will get some new masters or maybe you will meet some at the Church. Just don't be a silly master and try to date a servant, that would just be strange."

". . ." Theano just sort of stares at Ciel for a long moment before clearing her throat. "I don't know him well enough to answer that question and I never considered you romantically in the first place." She decided to clarify in order to clear some... Air. ". . . Why are you so insistent on this though--" With that she glanced away.

"No reason, maybe it's a bit of a hobby of mine, besides small talk like this is pretty nice instead of the usual subjects." said Ciel as she gave a smirk. She was actually a bit curious of what kind of person Fee would be into.

"I never took you for a romantic. I suppose I didn't get to see that side of you. I don't have anyone like that unfortunately." She explained scratching her chin.

"Me being a romantic is something a bit new to me but it has changed me and given me joy. Perhaps you simply haven't looked hard enough, I could introduce a few guys. Oh and stay away from Shiki." said Ciel as her eyes would suddenly shot daggers at Fee.

"Never had any intention to start anything romantic with him." Theano was quick to reassure Ciel, closing her eyes for a short moment before finally speaking. "I am not sure I can say the same about myself. The last thing I want is someone to worry when I go out on missions. Besides, there are other matters and reasons for me to shy away from such things for the moment."

"Well that doesn't stop people." said Ciel as she spoke in a dead serious tone while giving an aura that was indicating she was going to kill someone. Though that would quickly end as the subject moved on. "I think you should give it a try. See if their are any guys or girls you like and see what happens. If things don't work out, then just break it off."

"I'm somewhat shocked at how casual you're approaching the topic. I will consider it-- However I wouldn't expect much. I'm very much so just not the type for these sorts of things. Battle is much more appealing to me."

"Some people say love is battlefield and for some of us, it literally is." said Ciel as she would now remember Arcueid, Akiha, Kohaku, Hisui, Satsuki and all the other girls interested in Shiki. Ciel was in a constant battle with all of them to become Shiki one true lover. She had actually fought Arc several times over this. "I guess battle sometimes is a bit more straight forward."

"Combat gives me the thrill I need. It makes me feel as if I have a purpose. When your life is on the line all other thoughts become irrelevant, the rush into your mind makes it all worth it. Nothing else matters-- it's a state of existence I could become addicted to. I do not know how love is however losing my sister made me realize how painful it can become. I don't intend to ever stop fighting and hang up my sash nor do I intend to put someone trough that pain. So it's best avoided entirely."

"Hmm, I understand that thrill and have felt it but eventually you will become numb to it. This is why you should expand to other area's, so you don't get burned out." said Ciel as she had once walked down the path of Fee.

"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. I do try to have other hobbies and interests though. History and Chemistry are among them though it may not seem it at first. I have always enjoyed breaking and entering too- something I practice even till today." With that she reached into her bag pulling out a set of pins and locks. As if to show off... She took a padlock and begun to toy around with it. Mild magical aura surrounded it as suddenly... It clicked open.

"I see and I think their is also cooking and curry as well. Hmm, I must say, this is nice, just having a simple conversation like this. No end of the world stuff, just two friends talking casually." said Ciel as she watched Fee open the lock. "Seems you have some skill there. Now I know what to buy you for Christmas and your birthday."

The girl chuckled. "It is quite nice. Granted, I don't think of myself as anyone too interesting. Truthfully were it not for my time in Chaldea I doubt I'd be anyone notable in the first place. Just some petty thief that took magical artifacts from third grade magi."

"I would disagree. Your effectively a demi-god among mortals in an age where gods have cease to walk the lands. Perhaps that is true but the fact remains that you came to Chaldea and made a huge impact. Don't sell yourself short."

"Yes. I have awakened the divinity in my blood. You are correct on that front. However, allow me to pose to you a question- Ciel. Once I step foot outside of Chaldea what do you think the Church or the Mages Association will view me as?" She noted, tilting her head to the side and tugging her sash just a little. "Even if you call me a Demi-God there is another term for people such as myself in the church- Heretics. For people outside it... Abomination might do as well. God's don't hold the greatest image in the modern day, having my blood so directly linked to them is a hinderance as much as it is a blessing in my eyes." "I do not believe anything would have gone all that differently without my presence, ultimately I've spent my time here in Chaldea rather selfishly. I've used it's resources to get stronger even if it was in turn for my service. Yes, I had potential and put in the work. More than I'd care to admit but that is rarely enough by itself. Without your guidance and safety net I'd likely never have achieved it." With that she took a bite of her curry, putting her thieves tools away before simply smiling a little. "It's not about selling myself short but being aware that I have not gotten to this point alone. Without you- Without Veronique. I wouldn't have ever got this far."

11:52 PM

"In a way, pretty much all of my achievements and everything I am can be summarized in a single word. Legacy. Legacy of the Gods- Legacy of my own sister's accomplishments."

"Others may call you a tool, a pawn but many will call you a hero but I will call you a friend. Let the others brand you, you will be my partner and they will be far to afraid to touch you. Those in the mage association are those who gave up their humanity, who are they to judge you?" said Ciel as gave a supportive nod to Fee. "You have gone on a number of missions, killed a number of enemies and so forth. You gathered information and you may still have more roles to play. As for legacy, that is what humanity is all about, building on the legacy of others. We help build a path for others. One day, it will be your turn to do so for others. Besides, your legacy is one of pride and family, their are many cursed legacies."

"You are not wrong on that front. I suppose it does not matter at the end of the day. I chose my own path forward and I find myself quite pleased with that fact. As for them being afraid to touch me... That's already the case. I do not know where from but I've already had some reveal the fact they know of my mystic code as well as the awakening. Most likely leaked Chaldean Records. It's part of the reason I'm likely to need to handle some matters outside of Chaldea soon-- A degree of protection and insurance if you will."

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"I see, well if you need any assistance, feel free to call upon me. Hmm, I would also suggest you try making as many friends as you can in Chaldea while you can. Who knows when they might become useful and some of them have some powerful connections. As for the leaked Chaldean records, I should probably looked into that and see where it came from. Ehh... will probably have to ask BB for help on that." said Ciel in a slightly annoyed tone. Asking BB for help was going to be a pain.

"I have done my best to do so. However truth is, I don't have much in common with most masters in Chaldea. Beyond you and Monta I really don't know anyone well enough to consider them a friend or spend time with them casually. As for the leaked records. Harm is likely done already. Though I'm mostly worried about what the church will think about it. I'm not too keen on suicide missions."

"Leave the Church end to me. If I can get you to be my partner in the Burial Agency, then no one in the Church will touch you and mages will think twice about coming after you. Though I feel I myself might be getting the attention of mages. I seem to be finding myself constantly meddling in their business now. As for not having much in common, sometimes opposites attract. You may want to find friends you have nothing in common with, they might fill skill gaps you didn't even know that you lacked."

"Potentially so yes. Filling in my weakspots would be nice but at the same time I don't really think it's as easy as you make it sound. Regardless..." Theano paused for a long moment, stopping to think before speaking. "If you don't mind me asking. What made you decide on having me as your partner in the Burial Agency?"

"Several factors, one your competent, two your strong, three your smart, four your very active and diligent, five, you have a trump card and if I became a dead apostle and asked you to kill me, I am sure you would do it."

"I suppose these are fair reasonings." She nodded before humming. "I've been considering trying to become a Burial Agent. Granted its difficult to really grasp what that would entail to an outsider."

"Burial Agency is an organization of the Church that doesn't need to follow the rules of the Church. For example, we even have a Dead Apostle Ancestor in our ranks. I for example am allowed to make use of magecraft as I see fit. Our primary mission is to deal with powerful dead apostles and dead apostle ancestors. Our secondary goal is to root out heresy within the church, even bishops are not beyond our reach and wrath."

"I understand that much of it. Granted I do wonder if I'd be on the level to fight Dead Apostle Ancestors at this point in time... If nothing else it would be an interest exercise."

"Depends the rank of the Dead Apostle Ancestor. But even the lower rank ones, you would struggle. When I fought them, I had a special trump card that I no longer posses now that was greater then all my current abilities put together."

"That's... Worrying to say the least. Still, just gives me a reason to master the use of Sash of Ares. I can boost my combat capabilities to surpass some servants with it momentarily. It could prove to be the edge I need to fight an Ancestor. However... If that's the case I will need to strive to get another Trump card from the sounds of it."

"You should always strive to get stronger. Penthesilea has her belt but she also has other trump cards to call upon as well. You may want to start looking into getting some kind of super weapon." said Ciel as she began to think about what would be a good weapon for Fee.

Stopped to humm, thinking it over to herself before nodding. "You'd be right. I... Am not quite certain what that weapon would be however, there are very few mystic codes I can think of that would fit such a description."

"I do suggest doing a few jobs for Atlas and getting on their good side. When it comes to building weapons, no one is better then Atlas and they are in good standing with the Church. They should be able to build you a weapon that is perfect for you."

"I was going to do so regardless but that is a good reasoning to follow. I've been considering trying to hunt down an item of divine origin. With my blood awakened I might be able to wield them more effectively than an average person... That and without burning away my magical circuits."

"That would make sense, divine weapons are said to be effective versus dead apostles. With your blood, you would be able to use it more effectively then anyone else. Do you have a specific weapon in mind?"

"I had... A few. In terms of one that would actually fit with my bloodline. One pick I've been considering is Asi. It's connection with Fire and War would make a perfect fit for what I've already come to wield. There are two other choices that come to my mind closer to home- I believe to know location of one of them but it would be extremely problematic to retrieve. Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē and the Bow of Hydra."

1:15 PM

"Retrieval of Aegis is also possible- however I'd need to figure out who has it."

"I think the Bow of Hydra would be good for you. But I do wonder, could we not just summon a heroic spirit who could craft such a weapon? Their are a few heroic spirits who were known for being able to craft noble phantasms and other legendary weapons. If we could summon such a servant, that would be the most simple and perhaps effective solution."

"Bow of Hydra could prove to be useful and potentially reachable yes. Problem comes from who owned it. I wonder if the Sash of Ares as well as my heritage wouldn't partially hinder my ability to use it... Then again, I suppose I'd be able to overcome it even if so. As for servants capable of crafting powerful items- Yes it is possible however problem comes with firstly acquiring such a servant and then the fact the item would have been crafted by a force outside of proper history. It could potentially lead to trouble down the line with Alaya if not just dissipate alongside the servant."

"If anything, I think they would compliment each other. The Sash has been used by Hercules as well and so has the bow. This means their is combability between the two of them. As for your other concerns that is true. Honestly, I am surprised we haven't summoned such a servant and gotten them to spam Noble Phantasms for us."

"It would put strain on the summoning system I believe." Theano noted before finally humming... "Bow of Hydra is definitely a good way to g--" In that moment the woman paused her eyes widening just a little. "Ares. Ares... Mars."

1:33 PM

"Ancile. Pignora Imperii."

1:33 PM

". . . I need to talk to Lucius."

"I see, well I think we are done with the curry, so don't let me stop you."

Theano nodded before standing up. "Ancile is the Shield of Mars. It's a relic of the Roman Empire. Despite what it may seem, Mars is just another name of Ares. I cannot believe I didn't think of it earlier. Twelve were made, eleven to fool thieves and one to mark one fit for rule. Chances are it still exists, last I heard of it three fakes were uncovered."

1:35 PM

"Unlike them... It just so happens that a Roman Emperor is on hand."

"Well, don't let me stop you. Go talk to Lucius."

"Thank you for your time and advice Ciel."

"No problem, now go get that trump card."