Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

Eres, one of the world’s most renowned doctors, yet she’s currently resting upon a reclining chair, utterly exhausted after a long and tiring shift within the medical center, sweat that had accumulated due to the stress upon performing many difficult and arduous procedures coated the side of her head, she took a deep breath, luckily for her, the shift of hers were finally over, the one who just left the medical room was her last patient for the day, or perhaps was it…

@Fox/Wilt/[pending]/Wu/Lae In Chaldea's medical facility, your wounds are immediately seen to and you're allowed rest.

Now resting calmly, Hime will fully recover and awaken in three days on her own (by the will of the dice).

the newly summoned Artoria arrives with her master at the medical station, upon which she would put her in a bed without saying another word, walking out of the room after making sure people are around to take care of her. She does show signs of injury, the bleeding in her guts haven’t having stopped by now, still dripping droplets of blood on the floor as she walks away. Probably letting Lilith do whatever she sees fit with her current emotions, whichever the little lizard’s are. Words repeating on and on and on unstopping ‘Cowardice, me, you, dishonour, is this a joke?, the others, is this how you want to die?, how can you say such a thing, ashamed, like a helpless animal’ truly harsh words have been casted from the mouth of the king, but the silent departure makes it just the worst, having had refused to answer anything or explain no matter how much she was asked if she was asked (edited)

Lilith was somewhat dissappointed in herself as she sat there unable to move a muscle without a bunch of pain however she was happy the hell ride was over. No longer would she have to run, feel a bunch of pain from all of the stresses. Now she could rest, hopefully for a couple hours so she waited and waited before finally she saw the boots of the knight approach her. Was she gonna finish her off, luckily no as Lilith was picked up from the floor making her groan in pain as her muscle fibers felt pressure. And with it Liliths extremely light build would be able to be felt, as she felt as light as a small metal bar. However this didn't stop Lilith, as she reached in her pocket pulling out a small vial the size of liliths palm before she tried to speak as artoria brought her to the medical center. "I don't want- you hurting, please drink this. It's a potion I made in hopes- To heal us all. You can have the other if you need it. You all are far more important, than me." Lilith after this waited for The blondes response as she stayed quiet, holding as tightly as she could on the knight before finally, they made it to the medical center. It was obvious that the both of them were rather, displeased in Lilith today.

feeling her cloak being held onto it would stop her in her track, the Lancer having been held weakly when she returns her head just slightly to her profile to see what she was holding, a small vial of miraculous healing, her hand raises up, but it’s only to grasp her own royal cape and pull it away from the clutches of the small feeble little creature, having silently refused this little help. Finally taking her leave now

Now that we're here in the medical office, it's time for Sanson to do what he can to check out that necrotic flesh you have and do his best to treat it. Please try not to get in the way to much, master.

~~Putting a disclaimer just in case: Making this roll just for flavor because it's fitting for the scene and I like dice. There is no mechanics behind this.~~

Charles-Henri Sanson makes a Medicine check!

1d20mi10 (8 -> 10) + 11 = 21

There's your 21 in medicine master.

@Satan

Seemingly emotionless, she allows this. Naturally, in several places, the very foundation of her flesh is inhuman - corroded utterly by the collision of two spiritual bodies. In other areas, there are horrific scars, bruises, burn marks, brand markings, and utterly alien injuries caused by warped curses. The majority are some seven years old. Some are more recent. Certainly, not even modern medicine could begin to address the core problem. It was simultaneously fascinating and repulsive to even look at. And, even more notable, despite her feigned aloofness, Emilea's face burned red. This is not something she permitted people to see. Ever.

"This is..." The extent of her injuries are astounding. It's as if any moment something could go wrong and cause the entire system to break down. Some of these injuries are things he wouldn't even know where to begin to address. Biology that's inherently unlike anything he's ever seen before, injuries caused by mage craft that can only be healed through methods that haven't even been invented yet. But regardless... burns, scars, bruises... Sime of these are wounds he's familiar with. even if the core of the problem will remain unaddressed as he is now... It appears he underestimated the extent of her injuries, or perhaps even what the possibilities for her injuries even could be His hands are dexterous and methodical, quickly going to work with what knowledge he has, treating what little he can. Even in the modern era his capabilities would be nothing less than impressive, but for a servant from several centuries ago? Such knowledge of medicine should have been practically unheard of. "My apologies I can not do more, master."

@Satan

"...Thank you." "And, don't beat yourself up." "As far as I'm concerned, it's relieving to have someone even try." She sits up and covers herself quickly, before dipping back down into the hospital bed. "Ah... I really don't know where to start, though. This is all way too much at once." "I suppose I'd like to find my room and get some sleep, but part of me thinks I slept way too long." She spoke monotonously, as if somewhere else for a moment, but then her voice dropped back to its usual somewhat abrasive tone. "I'd like you to see me back to my quarters. After that, you can get familiar with the facility while I sleep." "Is that okay with you, Charles-Henri?"

The way she spoke as though she was somewhere else completely leaves him a bit concerned for her state, especially after seeing the damage she's lived with for so long. but regardless, he nods all the same. "Of course. Would you lead the way? I'm afraid I'm not yet familiar with these facilities."

"I'll try my best. I'm new too."

12:19 AM

Slowly, the girl rose from the bed and started cautiously walking towards the hall. The dorm rooms have to be somewhere nearby. ...Right?

~~And so they never found the dorms and died~~

walks in after having left the command room and wandering the halls for abit not really knowing the layout that well just yet

Busy drinking coffee for his break time.

"Yes, I think so. I've been feeling very healthy, actually." Akiha answers Lucius while moving over to the medical room. "Good morning, doctor. I'm here for a pre-Singularity check up. I plan to return to the front lines again."

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

Lucius would follow her Master to the medical room and spot the ~~Useless last time~~ Doctor "Good Morning Doctor."

That's right, Akiha also has not forgotten that twenty people, a Grand Crown among them, weren't able to stabilize a single injury.

4

5

Are we sure they are the best doctor here?

4

....Maybe I should just use the tools here to conduct the examination myself.

"Oh?!" Startled, Romani look at the entrance to see a Master and her Servant coming to the room. "You are... Master Candidate Tohno Akiha and her Servant Saber." He seems to notice your identity. "Please do come in, go sit on the table while I prepare my tools."

Akiha moves to the table as instructed. Doesn't this have a really suspicious atmosphere all of a sudden...? Her face is blank, but Lucius, if I die, burn all of my possessions. I don't want anyone to profit from me.

@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

Okay? Lucius agreed to her oddly specific request

Romani was taking the stethoscope when he notice that the woman is sitting on the table. "Agh, sorry. I meant the bed, not the table."

"..Right." Akiha lies down on the table now. She's very well-mannered, so hiding how little trust she has in Dr. Roman is no issue for her.

Akiha Tohno makes a Deception check!

1d20mi10 (20) + 9 = 29

5

looks for the doctor to get a check up as told

Making her way into the room with Enrica in tow, the Oni glanced around the room. Settling Enrica on the nearest bed, the oni quickly begun to look around for someone to turn their attention to the exhausted Magus. Without as much as a moment of pause however the oni's lips curved into a mixture of perhaps the slightest concern as well as just... Loss. ". . . Are you already done human? You were somewhat impressive for what you are back there..." She'd grumble out quietly. Still not too sure what to think of the situation. @RJ|Sir L/Lytus/Dude/Wolf/-/-

A long, wheezing breath escaped through Enrica's lips. Everything was dry, burned up, every last bit of nutrients and water in her body used up. The medical team got an IV and an oxygen mask on her, making quick work around her to get her stabilised. She was by no means dying, but her heartrate was at a snail's pace, and her breathing had to be assisted. She would live, so the doctors said, she seemed to be fighting back incredibly hard against her condition. After a few minutes, from deep within the girl's consciousness... A few words began to escape her lips, barely a whispered groan. "Baba... Mhamha... Hama... Hanzvadzi... Vakuru... Vazukuru..."

". . ." The girl paused for just a moment, watching Enrica carefully for a few long minutes. Monitoring how she was doing alongside the medical team. Truthfully, the oni herself didn't exactly know why she did so but there was something worth pitying in the human. Something perhaps like... Like... Like an animal trapped in a trap. Too pathetic to see killed so you let it go. Yes-- That must have been it... Lingering near the girl, Ibaraki finally let out a sigh. Shaking her head just a little at the whispered groans. They didn't make any sense to her at all... She really was babling... "If she doesn't recover, I'll eat you." The oni growled to the medical team, shooting a threatening look before finally getting up... She wanted to stay for a bit longer, though at this point it was obvious to her that it would be a waste. Unlike Enrica, she was ready to take on whatever laid next ahead of them. Her own master already headed to confront their next threat... She should join him. With one last look given to Enrica before leaving. The oni grumbled under her breath. ". . . She smelled good. That's probably it." With that, she left.

"Iba..." "Ra..."

After having taken some time to rest from that rather grueling mission, a certain Assassin class servant has made his way towards the medical room. After all, he has a request he'd like to make to a certain person... However before that, he can't help but notice someone else who was on that mission.

Enrica's conscious now, at least. She's not doing much, just kind of staring off into the middle distance with a... Perturbed expression on her face. She daren't move a muscle, every time she did so she felt like that flaming sword was driving through her joints. So she just breathed steadily, as much as it hurt her to do so, she knew she had to survive. For the sake of... Many people. That she now understood.

8:31 PM

She could barely see Sanson out of the corner of her eye. In the interest of conserving her energy she wasn't going to speak unless spoken to, but she did glance over with her eyes slightly.

Sanson pauses as he takes in her condition, a sense of hesitance keeping him in place for a moment before he walks towards her. Even if he has other things he would like to take care of, and he's sure she's getting the best treatment she can, he can't help the instinct to personally check on her condition. Especially after everything that happened. "Miss Enrica, do you mind if I take a moment to examine you? I'd like to be sure there's no lasting injuries, or anything of the sort."

She gave a long exhale through her nose, looking straight ahead instead now, before she began to weakly speak, looking right on ahead. "The staff already did... Made a report... I will be fine... But if... It will give you... Some peace of mind... Then okay..."

He gives a small nod at her words. "You don't need to push yourself. I'll take care of it." Suffice to say, the assassin servant does a more than adequate job in checking her injuries, his work in examining any injuries he can find something almost a bit surprising, really. After all, even if he's rather modern for a servant there's still a rather large time gap compared to the medicine used in his era, yet he seems to be just as capable as any modern doctors.

"You're good." She had her eyes still open, just watching him rather dispassionately as he went about the checkup, her mind still elsewhere. She didn't know if it was her physical condition or just how she was feeling in the moment, but... She felt nauseous, sick to her stomach as she stared at the wall. "You're also right. About retribution."

"Hm? Did something happen?" He seems a bit surprised at the sudden mention of their previous conversation. At least... in that way.

"I know who I am." She simply spoke, a deadpan expression on her face as her face muscles were mostly entirely relaxed and she couldn't emote either way. "...Was."

"I'm afraid I don't quite follow your meaning." Local executioner isn't aware of her amnesia... It wasn't really brought up while he was around. "You speak as though it was a different person."

"Sorry... I lost my memory. For a while. But being burned... Jogged it. It was small. But when I passed out... Everything came back." She explained to the best of her ability, taking incredibly deep and slow breaths between sentences.

"I see." He gives a slight nod at her words. "Do you mind if I ask about who you were before, then? I understand if it's difficult to speak about."

"My name was Itai Dambudzo. I was an Enforcer. But before that... I was a soldier. For my father. For my clan. We were hateful. Our entire existence. The source of any power we had. It was hate. Retribution. Malice. We fought based on griefs and ancient wrongs. We did wrong upon many others. Until a great wrong was done upon us. Upon me." She spoke without hesitation, though her voice shook and croaked slightly.

"Divine providence. That the natural state of such evil is to have evil inflicted upon it in turn. I am well aware of such things." He looks down at that, an expression of deep guilt mixed with an odd resoluteness. "But... In a sense this is a good thing. Your evil has been severed by another evil. Yet your life remains. That is more than can be said about any of my methods." He looks back to her "You are a good person, Miss Enrica. That is my belief."

"Now that I have remembered. I do want to continue to be Enrica. I... Like her more. But... I cannot just abandon my past, either. It follows me literally. The ghosts of my ancestors. They're all around. They still want nothing but retribution. It's all they are."

"I see... May I ask something of you, Miss Enrica?"

"Of course, Mr. Sanson."

"If it ever came to such a point that you returned to that person, that those spirits of retribution overwhelmed your mind and you were filled with that same hatred... Would you prefer staying that way once more, or would you find death more preferable?" Despite the underlying threat contained in such words... there is no hint of malice in his voice or expression. To him this is simply an honest question. One whose answer he would accept fully.

A bitter chuckle escaped her lips almost uncontrollably, leading into somewhat of a coughing fit before she recovered herself. At last, she turned her head towards him, to look him directly in the eyes... And a small, soft yet resigned smile wormed its way onto her lips. "If there is no way back, if you truly cannot break me from that sin in any other way... Then I would be honoured to have fallen to the greatest executioner." (edited)

The guilt returns slightly at the mention of his title... and yet a second later it is returned to that resolute expression. One that has already come to terms with who he is, and what role he is meant to play. "I do not wish to stain these blood-soaked hands in any more innocent blood. However should such an event come to pass... I will make sure to give you a death without pain. A peaceful sleep, to be enjoyed ever more. The sharpest of final moments. This is my promise, as an executioner." But as she said... that will be only a method of last resort. That blade that severs sin and sinner... it's place is only when there is no other way to do so.

"Rest easy, Mr. Sanson..." Her smile turned a little more remorseful, as she returned to laying back, staring up at the spot where the wall meets the ceiling. Where the head of the room meets its neck. "This blood is far from innocent."

"...I will take you at your word, Miss Enrica." he pauses for a moment as if considering something "As for your examination... You should be fine with some rest. At least physically. Though I'm sure you've already heard as much."

"Thank you... Hearing it from you is more assuring. I hope you, too, are assured." She closed her eyes and settled a little further into the hospital bed as it started to lean back again thanks to her pressing a button.

The local executioner of Chaldea has once more returned to the medical room in search of a certain man. Perhaps it's unnecessary, but Sanson wishes to make sure he doesn't cross any lines, regardless. Now where's this 'Doctor Romani'? @Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

Inside the medical room, by a small office area separated by a curtain from the rest of the room, sitting in front of a table and a computer, was a Dr. who could only sigh as he sat down there. It was as if he was working on something, and was in quite stuck on it.

@Dagger

Upon seeing the man a flash of annoyance runs through his mind. A feeling of something that can't quite be placed. Regardless he does his best not to pay attention to it for now "Excuse me, are you Doctor Romani? I had a request."

Upon hearing his name, this man would turn his chair surprised as he did not not notice the servant at all. But then as he faced towards the Servant Assassin he'd then flash them a gentle smile and say, "Ah, yes. What is it?" He'd ask them.

@Dagger (ping me every reply)

Seeing the smile on his face only seemed to make the feeling deeper, for whatever reason , but regardless... "I wished to ask for your permission to study any medical texts Chaldea possesses. Whilst my skill is more than adequate for field work, I would still like to improve what I am able. As you are the head doctor, asking you seemed appropriate."

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

He looked at the servant with a surprised look on his face as if he didn't expect Assassin to come here just to ask that. Then'd chuckle happily as he stood up and then opened one of his drawers and took some files. "Hmnn. What are your expertise, Assassin? I'd like to give you something closer to your skills for modern practice so we can start from there." He said absolutely willing and all.

@Dagger

Sanson seems a bit surprised at how willing the doctor was to accept his request, a part of him couldn't help but expect a denial. "Ah, I suppose my expertise would be in surgery. The study of anatomy was one I learned well, and it's much more applicable to addressing physical wounds than in treating diseases. However the practice was still quite new when I was alive, so I imagine it must have come quite some ways."

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C I require sleep, but will respond when wake up

"It has. But I'm sure servants with expertise during their time should be able to recognize the similarities and its evolution." He'd collect some envelops from his drawers then gave them to Sanson with a smile on his face. "You should start with these. Read them chronologically, I'd suggest but feel free to read as you please. Once you're done, please come back for more. I want to help the best I can."

@Dagger

The servant nods towards Romani as the documents are given to him. "Thank you. I'll be sure to study them so I can improve my medical knowledge. As soon as I'm finished with them I'll return for more if I am able." Unfortunately, he is still a servant which means he could be sent to a singularity before he gets the chance to properly return the files. Big F's.

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

"It's the best I can do. I haven't really been useful recently. The Masters are capable of treating their selves so being a doctor really is quite uninteresting.... Although... if you find a Master who is lost... Please direct them to me. I'd like to help." He'd respond scratching the back of his neck awkwardly and a bit as his eyes sighed dimly.

Then be more useful. No, that's not fair. Why does everything about him seem so... aggravating? "I can't say I don't understand what you mean. I have only had the chance to be on a few missions, but some of the mages were able to heal such life threatening wounds in just a word. Still, they may not always be able to do so, they themselves could be the ones injured. So even if I can only help in such an unlikely scenario... that is still more than enough for me. And that is why I seek to improve myself." He shakes his head lightly at that "I'm sorry, I shouldn't take up so much of your time."

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

(REE)

11:40 PM

(k give me 5 minutes)

I gave you 10

11:52 PM

"No. Really. It's fine. I'm not doing anything. I'm not busy at all." He'd scratch his head once more, before he sat down to his chair again. "But still yeah. You should have better things to do. See you, and uh... Good luck out there."

@Dagger

The servant looked back one more time, shaking off the bout of annoyance that only keeps growing. "Of course. I'll do whatever I can to help humanity." And with that he leaves to go study the documents

After being brought to the medical room, the medical staff would ask Kamino to leave them to examine and treat the patient. It would just take about an hour or two to diagnose the problem. Afterwards the half oni can visit and see what happened.

12:03 AM

@Kouhai |Echo|ArcMC|Maou|Musashi

she takes a quick power nap as she waits for everything to get done... before waking up and looking around. Seeing how she could go in her room, she did... exactly that. She went and checked on her, but not without her jug of sake

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

And there, Kamino would see the woman seated at the side of her bed. It seems she has finally fully awakened and became more conscious. Her hands placed on her lap as she glanced at Hoshiko. "Oh, it is you. The japanese lady that helped me a while back. I forgot to thank you for releasing me from that freezer."

@Kouhai |Echo|ArcMC|Maou|Musashi

"It's, no problem ma'am." she said, Kanu was teaching her how to be more polite "I almost died from one of them malfunctioning." she said as she sat next to her, her outfit was definitely a bit extravagant, the kimono being tattered and clearly her one of her arms and eye was gone "Who are ya?"

"Oh my name? My name is Victoria Rodriguez. An executor of the Holy Church. A servant of God so to say." Of course, this was her dual personality at play. She wasn't truly a believer, but who can call out a person they just met hmm? You simply have to take their word for it. "How about my savior? What is her name?"

@Kouhai |Echo|ArcMC|Maou|Musashi

"The Church huh? I only ever been in Clocktower since my master goes there... and I am his bodyguard. But I used to be a Shogun for my tribe." she said "Kamino Hoshiko, my name is Kamino Hoshiko."

"A shogun you say? I see, it is nice to meet you Ms. Hoshiko. It is indeed a great honor. Anyways, the doctors said I was fine. Although, they advised that I take a day to rest and walk to my room. If my legs feel stiff, they gave me some medicine." The crimson haired master spoke, she has to wonder what this woman is. Her master? She is evidently not a servant and certainly a human. That much is obvious to a former magus..

she nods as she pats the girl "I had to do that. Had to take a week due to bring shocked and still having shrapnel in me." she said as she leans back "Want some?" she asked as she shows her the sake

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Want some? No thanks, I do not think I should drink at the moment Ms. Hoshiko. It might cause complications or some unforeseen side effect. I just got released not too long ago." She answered back with her usual smile, seemingly as if there were nothing wrong. Seems like the optimistic sort.

@Kouhai |Echo|ArcMC|Maou|Musashi

"Eh, I turned out fine. And I was smoking and drinking." she said as she chugged straight from the jug of it, sighing in relief "Oh sweet sake... what would I do without you." she said to herself as she looks back at the girl, smiling a bit... but Victoria can tell this girl was a bit... off in her smile. As if it was 100% genuine

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Eh, I turned out fine. And I was smoking and drinking." she said as she chugged straight from the jug of it, sighing in relief "Oh sweet sake... what would I do without you." she said to herself as she looks back at the girl, smiling a bit... but Victoria can tell this girl was a bit... off in her smile. As if it was 100% genuine

@Kamino Hoshiko, Wandering Samurai (@Kouhai |Echo|ArcMC|Maou|Musashi) - jump And that was something she did not mind. After all, she is deceiving Hoshiko simply by not acting like her true self. At any rate, it was time to get to work "At any rate, I think I can take it from here. Thank you Ms. Hoshiko"

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

7:40 PM

You want to start or I?)

The Amazon entered the Medical Ward..! She's really just looking for Aden, she hasn't found him in his Dorm. This isn't the first place she's looked either.

In the corner of the medical ward, laid Aden, sitting rather bored as he sat in a hospital bed, hooked up to several machines. On Vee's entry, he perked up, switching his attention from the coin he was flicking about his hands to her as he waved. "Ah, hello Vee! Hows it been? I heard you defeated Goetia!"

"---Y..you're here? You okay..?" Why is she asking? Anyone could tell that it's probably not a good sign that someones hooked up to a buncha machines in the medical ward. "Ah.. uh, yeah. We won."

"Wonderful! I really do wish we could meet in better situations, I would've liked to celebrate with a few cups of tea, maybe some cake on the side as well, just like that time in the simulation rooms, with Alex and Medb! Well, it seems things don't always line up!" Aden clapped his hands, as a small show of celebration. "Mm... as for the first question, I feel all right, really! No need to worry about all this jazz, it's perfectly normal and expected!"

"Ah.. just a regular checkup then..?" She honestly had no clue about Homunculi and their Expiration Dates. To her, Aden is just another Person anyway. She.. probably doesn't actually know if Aden is a Homunculus or not. She's not very Smart.

"Mm... I suppose you can say that, yeah! So, anywho, disregarding all that, how's it been going, Vee?" Seeing Vee's obliviousness, Aden's smile grew slightly, it was better for her to not know what was to happen, after all.

"Ah.. Right. I've come to say Goodbye."

Aden's smile cracked "..Eh?"

"I uh.. I'll be swept up by the Will of Humanity and become a Protector. In.. a Week, I think."

"Ah... that's... erm... good..? Unfortunate? I'm... not too sure."

"Me neither honestly. I'll be dead, basically. But it's not really scaring me at all, so.."

"Huh... well... I suppose, we're both saying our goodbyes to each other, then? Erm... not too sure on what to say really, this isn't exactly a situation I'm prepared for, you see! Ahaha..."

"Y-Yeah, sorry..! I just wanted to say Goodbye properly to everyone. But I'm probably still here for another week if you wanted to like.. Hang out, or something."

"It would certainly be my pleasure to do so! Well, if it weren't for this darn expir- medical checkup, preventing me from moving, so I'm afraid me on this bed will be the last you'd really see of me, aha... it's certainly not the ideal meeting spot, is it?"

"I mean it's fine to meet here, isn't it..? I-I'm sure there's plenty you can do. I heard there's like.. Portable Boxes that let you watch Movies on them.."

"Ah, right, that's certainly an option! Hmm... and of course meeting here is A-OK, though it's rather glum here, don't you think? I'm sure the virtual machine makes for a far better location for a farewell party!"

"Well, it's just another place at the end of the day..! It's the People that are important."

"Mm, wise words to live by! So, with that settled, when will the meeting take place then? I'm practically free all week, not much else to do, after all!"

"No Idea..!"

Aden looked at Vee blankly before laughing

"W-Huh?" She was confused, she answered honestly...!

"No, no, it's nothing!" Aden answered between his bell-like giggling. "Just simply what I expected, really! So, hmm... why don't you ask around, then, see when everyone's schedules align? Maybe we can even host a huge farewell party!"

"Yeah.. that's a good idea! I'll ask around, then."

"Mm! Alright, see you, Vee! Don't be afraid to visit!"

"I won't be! Hopefully you'll be out soon, though." With that, she'll turn to leave...!

Aden waved at Vee, seeing her off just as energetically as when he welcomed her in. Once he was certain she was away from earshot, he signed before he crumbled back onto the bed.

Ciel would arrive at the medical room. Seeing that Alex was still out cold she would place his body on a bed before taking a look around. Today was going to be a tough day.

Many hours later, Alex would finally regain consciousness. His very core had been shaken with his Origin threatening to consume him whole and return him to even less of a person than he had been before. That combined with the stress and grief of having to watch his ex-fiance slain before his eyes had rendered him unconcious while his body recovered. While unconscious, he had some blurry dreams of a voice trying to guide him, but he could barely remember them. He looked around the room to see if there was anyone else around, he had ended up looking a bit unstable in front of the Director, and wouldn't have been surprised if he had been put under watch

A rather familiar voice greeted Alex as he woke up, if he looked towards the source, he would notice Aden waving at him from across the room, in his own medical bed with a fair few machines hooked up to him. "Ah, greetings, Alex, fancy meeting you here! Been a long while, hasn't it? So erm... how's it been going?" Aden gave a small chuckle at the end of his greetings, in his personal attempt to dispel the air of solemnity that was in the room. A slight tinge of pink was present around his eyes.

"Ah! Aden, hey. Well.... not great. I just saw Vee.. get stabbed. I wasn't really expect that to be the method that would be taken for that. I was Expecting a more peaceful way of going. Everyone seems to be leaving this world recently..." he grips his sheets a bit and grits his teeth, before letting out a sigh and relaxing. He was at least glad to see a friendly face... though there was something a bit off about that face. "Are you ok though? Why would you be here hooked up to all those machines?"

"Yeah, I heard, I sent Assassin to check out the disturbance earlier, the explosion was certainly rather loud! And... yeah, he told me what happened. It's been a good few hours since." "..." "Well, anyways! Mm, yeah, I'm perfectly alright, it's really nothing outside of expectations! No need to worry! Ahahaha..."

"Ah ok that's good then." Alex had no reason to suspect that Aden was lying, though there was a tinge of doubt in him about this whole thing. Must be some homunculus thing potentially. Things should be fine. He should trust his friend. "Ah, so I was out that long.... Did... did they get the others as well? Was it bloody for all of them?"

”Well… judging from what Assassin had told me, Fie went out… peacefully. Nagato and the man in white held a small duel, and he put up a good fight, before he… was recruited.”

Alex gave a bit of a chuckle at how Nagato went out "Of course he would go for a duel. Do you know what happened to his gear? Did it go with him when he was recruited?" Alex was hoping that letting him hold onto Heaven's Fang would allow him to retain some its capabilities in his next life as a Counter Guardian. He had used it for a little bit, so hopefully it would be attuned enough to him.

”I’m… not sure what happened afterwards, to be frank, I decided to cut the telepathic communication with Assassin after this whole affair… it’s been, well…. a very long day today, I guess you can say!” Near the end of the statement, Aden attempted to slip back on his usual cheer.

"Yea... yea it has. I think... I'm gonna be taking some time off from Chaldea for a bit. I'm sure any micro singularities that pop up can be handled by the people here.... but I think I need to go on a bit of a pilgrimage. Maybe visit France and China and Germany.... see the places we have been in the past and see if I can figure out the impact we had there."

”Traveling around the world? Gotta say, seems quite fun! Hmm… if you want, I can tell you the location of the Coles magi family? We’re more of a coalition of various magus rather than a proper research family, kinda similar to that… what’s the name… Yggmidrea..? Either ways, we have a fair few connections, maybe we could be of use!”

"I appreciate the sentiment, but I do not think I will be interacting with the mystical world as much on this journey. I feel like... I have started to lose my path. I need to take my time and reconnect with God. Get back to the ground level. I never really got to live as a normal person. I was only ever able to fake it. And I still won't be able to, but I can at least avoid having to continue to be at the beck and call of anyone less than the Lord Himself."

”Hm, fair enough! Just know that if you ever run into some troubles, or decide to change your mind, the Coles would certainly be more than happy to help. As for me… I suppose I’d just return to my creators, it’s been a while since I last seen them after all! I certainly wish to be able to meet them once more.”

"We still have several months until the big event that we have been warned about, I'm sure you can convince the Director to give you some time off to visit family. Who knows when or if you will get to see them again. If this event is as bad or worse than the last one, everything we know may be wiped away and we have to find a way to reverse it.... again..."

”Ahh, right… I mean, yeah! I certainly hope so!” Aden bobbed his head a few times. “Anyhow! I believe your all right to leave the infirmary, and I’m sure your ready to leave in order to get your head off what’s… transpired, so I don’t want to take any more of your time! And, Alex… for whats it’s worth, I wish you well on your pilgrimage! You were a good friend, Alex, and I certainly hope you would find new friends and experienced on your journey!”

Alex would nod at that as he got out of the bed, and stretched slightly. He shrugged off Aden's words as just 'we won't be seeing each other for a while so see ya' and headed for the door "Oh yea, if I don't get a chance to say goodbye before I head out, I'll see you when I get back Aden. I'll probably only be gone for a few months." He gave Aden an almost relieved smile. One of someone glad to still have a friend around that would be here when he got back.

”…Mm! Alright, see you… Alex!” Aden gave an ever so slight wince of guilt as he watched Alex’s receding back from his view. He waved Alex off, and once he believed Alex was out of earshot, Aden once more, slumped over onto the bed. He had the feeling he should’ve told Alex the truth but… surely, it would be best for things to remain this way. Maybe.. he might be able to come up with a convincing story with the time he has left.

One of the Medical staff approached Aden's bed and began to change out his IV drip before deciding to ask the Master candidate a question "Why haven't you told them how long you have left?" The Doctor asked with a Solemn tone as they finished swapping out the IC and stepped away from the bed

”Well… it’s surely for the best, I believe, Miss Pratchett. I’m… relatively sure I can come up with an excuse for my disappearance. It won’t be perfect, but it’ll spare him the sorrow… don’t you think?”

"I think its better to tell them the truth, they deserve to know that much at least. Even if you manage to trick them for the time being what do you think will happen if any of them find out?"

”…Magi families are quite reclusive, you know? And my family in particular travels a fair bit… I don’t believe it’ll be too difficult to hide the fact.”

"I not a Magi so perhaps you are right." The Doctor let out a small sigh "I just think its better to have proper goodbye's."

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"Press the Buzzer if your feeling pain and I'll prepare your medication, I'll do my best to give you some more time to settle things ."

”Ahaha…” Aden gave a small chuckle. “Yeah, thank you, Miss Pratchett. You’ve been a great doctor.”

"There's no need for thanks, I've just been doing what I can to hold the team together now that the the Head Doctor is gone. I'm sure if he was here you would be in a better condition then you are now..."

"No, no, I can certainly never thank you enough! And, I don't believe you give yourself enough credit. Being able to sit up and talk with ease is enough! There's no need for more... and it certainly can't get much better. My specs simply isn't built well enough for that, I guess you can say!'

"Thank you Mr Coles, It has been an honour being your doctor. I simple wish there was more I could do, even if this is a natural thing for a Homunculus..." The Doctor made their way towards the door before stopping just before the door "Would you like me to get you a Drink, some sweets or anything?"

"No, no, it's fine! Best for you to get some rest of your own, I know it's been hectic here in the medical room after the last singularity, I can handle myself on my own." Aden declined the offer with a polite wave, smiling to assure the doctor.

"Alright, I'll come check on you after I've got some rest. Good night Mr Coles." The Doctor walked out the the medical room

Alex was still there, leaning against the the wall next to the door. A sort of sad look on his face as he silently sighed, gave the doctor a knowing look, and walked away. His footsteps not making a sound.

“Ara?~ gentle huh?...Here I thought that was what I was.” The fairy called Baobhan Sith would let out. Her attitude retained the same boredom from before. It seemed as if she had realized that her master seemed somewhat clever, she didn’t really feel in the mood to make fun of him while he was all pale and drained of blood. Besides, he had offered up a decent little snack for her right now. “ Mmm~ Yeah, that would be fairly easy to deduce.” Baobhan Sith spoke, as she would finish licking off the blood from her finger. “ Perhaps you should scold her then?~” Baobhan asked her master, a slight cheer in her voice but it wasn’t much of a change from her current demeanor. “ Just because I’m a servant, don’t think I’ll listen to what my master says. I’m the Baobhan Sith of the red heels. I go where I want, I do what I want. I’ll behave as I want and bring despair and disaster wherever I go.” The pink-haired Archer spoke, her eyes meeting her master’s for a few seconds before she turned her gaze away. The motion to leave the room would see Baobhan Sith follow, her heels clacking against the floor as she walked behind her master. Her hands were folded together behind her back, as she looked around at the facility. It looked odd, clinical…clean? When they reached the new area, something called a medbay? Baobhan would look at the sign on the door for a moment before following her master inside. “ Is this really where you take a lady? Pff~ “ Tristan asked as she would look around, sliding around in an almost unnatural manner. It was as if she was gliding on the very air itself. As she inspected things. It appeared as if she had gotten a bit curious… “ Ah I see ~ You want to treat your wound?” She’d say, a little more pep returning to her voice. She’d slide right back over towards her master and check on the wound. The scent of blood still lingered…two puncture wounds was all that there was, but it was enough to make it a problem for her master it seemed. “ Heeeh~ T

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hat’s not too bad, I made sure to leave you enough blood to keep me entertained after all~” She’d pull back from her master for now, letting him treat his wound if he wanted to, all the while keeping an eye on it. She seemed as if she was hoping to hear some complaints and groans of pain if possible….

@Danni

Her teasing made those recent wounds sting slightly more, though he wasn't about to let on how much a forced bloodletting like this hurt. Instead, he held his handkerchief up to his neck and held it there for a time careful not to make a mess. It was quite a strange sight to witness Archer savoring his own blood, he likely should have punished her for attacking her master like this though it almost seemed like it wasn't done out of particular hatred for him either. "Why should I? It's no concern of mine that she didn't find you important enough to mention~" He smirked hoping to rile up a reaction of his own. Though it was odd that Gawain failed to mention the other members of her own roundtable. Perhaps they weren't that close? "As long as you bring said despair and disaster at our enemies, you won't hear any complaints from me or the other masters. Though hmm..." He thought for a moment something about that last phrase seemed off. "Red Heels? Quite and odd title for one such as yourself to go with, perhaps the Devil really does wear Prada." He joked chuckling to himself over the strange fact a woman like her would be obsessed with footwear. Though he remembered something about her legend, and peeked over---well tall heels but no goat feet to speak of. Once at the medical bay, Leonardo would grab some bandages and disinfectant, removing the bloodied cloth and attempting to treat the bite mark. "You weren't exactly gentle about it... you could have at least tried to be more clean as well--" He complained more upset at the mess she made of everything rather than the act of draining him. Regardless, he continued to treat the wound and attempted to hold his cool though he was a rather frail master in his own right and she'd be treated to the occasional wince or gasp of pain. "So what exactly can Baobahn of the Red Heels do then? Aside from drinking blood--"

@Devanya

“Aaah~ Not important huh?” She spoke in what seemed feigned interest. She didn’t care too much about if Fairy Knight Gawain saw it fit to mention her. If anything she probably didn’t see a need to discuss the other knights. Though perhaps she simply had a problem with the way she ran Darlington. It wouldn’t surprise her either way, she had no time to think about Barghest at the moment, and frankly no interest. “ Hahahah! That’s good~! Though….what to do if there are no enemies around and I get bored? Do I bring disaster onto you? Hmm~” Baobhan mused to herself after she responded to her master. “Hm? Let’s just say I like heels.~” For the moment she seemed to remain somewhat playful, teasing and as if she was simply poking fun at her master. It didn’t see as if she was going to answer any of his questions too seriously. Turning back around to face her master and seeing him trying to treat his wounds, the Fairy Knight would walk up to him and grab at wrist. Trying to wrench it away from his wound. Her hand would come up and she’d trace the bite marks with her finger tip. “ You’ll be fine.” She sounded bored, but she would still finish up treating his wound. In her little investigation around the medical room she’d obtain some rubbing alcohol, and would apply it though perhaps a bit more roughly than one probably should. Baobahn was anything but gentle in her attempt to finish up the process Leonardo had started in cleaning their own wound. Once she put some gauze around it and when she was finished with her…halfway decent job? She would pat the wound. “There. Can’t have my little snack bleed out on my first day as a servant~” She took a few steps back and gave him some room to breathe. “ What can I do? You aren’t very bright are you? I told you, I’m an archer! So it has to be some sort of archery right?” She wasn’t lying, but she wasn’t even trying to make it seem as if it was the full truth. Perhaps her master would have to sweeten the pot to get an answer fr

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om her. Though…she would wave her right hand out into the air and from out of nowhere an odd looking harp would be in her hand. “ Have you not heard of Failnaught?~ It’s a grotesque little thing, isn’t it?” What was in her hand was clearly a shortbow, riddled with spikes along the riser. It had way too many strings to be called a proper bow, and it seemed fairly unwieldy if anything. Clearly not meant for proper archery.

@Danni

"Perhaps you could spend your free time working on your table manners instead." He smirked in response to her musings, at least she'd likely be quite the terror on the battlefield in her own way though this was a far cry from an actual Knight. Though he indeed had yet to see her fight and the fact Gawain mentioned very little about her comrades in arms didn't help him ascertain any sort of fighting style from this particular Fairy. In fact, he wasn't quite sure how the proper Tristan was supposed to fight either though he had heard that the red haired Knight was summoned in the Archer class before. Certainly it was likely fitting since even this imposter had also been summoned as an Archer, though the class certainly had a broad spectrum of talent. "What an underwhelming means to have a title," Leonardo chuckled to himself, wondering if he should just go by the name Leonardo of the Chess Set from now on. His little enjoyment over that joke was interrupted however as Tristan stopped him form putting pressure to the wound, seemingly wanting to take a look at it herself. He didn't resist, though feeling her razor sharp fingernails tracing the wound forced the master to wince slightly. It seemed she was now taking up the role as nurse, strange considering the fact she was the sole cause for his injury. Was this what people referred to as aftercare? "True--if you lost me you'd certainly need some other master crazy enough to let you drink from them--" He laughed a little though it only resulted in the young master wheezing from the pain. "Unngh, you could stand to be more gentle in the future!" His eyes then watched her hands as she conjured her weapon of choice from the air, it was a rather strange looking bow. There was no place to properly knock an arrow and it looked more akin to a harp than a weapon. He had heard tales of the Failnaught before of course, Tristan's bow though its form was still bizarre.

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Perhaps this was her Fairy Influence at work, though there was certainly some doubt that this was all there was to her. "You never know; some Sabers might not wield swords, some Lancers might ride horses. Just because you're put in a class doesn't mean you fit into it perfectly..." He noted thinking back onto that Archer he saw that wielded a giant Chakram. He had doubts this Archer would function the same but he had indented to summon a witch so she was likely hiding something. "Well as luck would have it I happen to know my way around a cobbler set myself. A strange hobby for a noble certainly but understanding footwear is important, maybe if you do your job and behave I might make you something." He replied knowing now that staying on this Servants good side was for the best. Honestly both his servants were quite the hassle for completely different reasons. "You have no qualms working with Gawain though I take it? I'm not aware of your relationship nor will I pry, though I'll insist any bad blood between you two stays off the battlefield."

@Devanya

Getting her master to wince as she traced her fingernail along his bite mark did serve to give Baobhan a slight smile on her face. She took up the role as a nurse for the moment and would begin to administer the rubbing alcohol, making sure that the wound wouldn’t be infected at the very least before she slapped the gauze on it. It wasn’t the most proper job that could be done, but it was by no means terrible either. “ Haha~ This was me being gentle.” Baobhan let out in an almost gleeful manner, “ Next time maybe I’ll be a bit rougher~” She joked as she would give that gauzed up wound a pat. “ Not that you have to worry. I don’t really have a need to drink blood.” Baobhan spoke out as she would pull back from him, raising her right arm to flick some of her hair over her shoulder. “ I simply like the taste~” She rolled her eyes and continued, “ and causing a bit of strife to my victims~ bloodsuckers tend to be feared you know.” She smiled that wicked smile of hers at her young master. Though when her master spoke about servant classes and what they might have, Fairy Tristan would roll her eyes again, this time out of boredom as she couldn’t really say she cared about what a servant could be summoned with. They didn’t really interest her, for a moment it looked as if she was about to turn her attention away from Leo, her body swayed as if she was going to head off for now…but when Leonardo mentioned that he had a hobby of cobbling….the eyes of Baobhan Sith of the Red Heels went wide, her attention fully turned towards her master. She raised her right arm up in an almost defensive manner, was this a lie? It didn’t sound or feel like a lie. Was he trying to curry favor? Most likely! Though this was lucky! “A-ah! You’ll make me something??...” She asked, her previous guises of boredom or mischievousness had been dropped and replaced by shock. She blinked a few times before she leaned forward and grasped at his hand. “ R-really?! Kyaah~ Lucky~” She let out a

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happy little squeal. “ I’ll make you something too then~! I’m very proud of my own talents at making heels and shoes~” She’d pull Leo up and towards her with that hand. “ Alright! I guess I’ll share something else.” She said as she composed herself, returning to that more mischievous. While she didn’t need to speak these words, as this was a spell pretty much ingrained into her fairy pattern…she did so anyway. Leaning in close so that she was whispering into her master’s ear. Her chin leaning down against his shoulders. “Coisich àrd, seas moiteil. Beò am measg nan neul.” She spoke and would then lift off of the floor, carrying her master with her as they would levitate up towards the ceiling in the medical room. Holding him around his hips with one hand and the other holding firmly onto his hand as if leading him in a dance. Close. That was the best way to describe their position now. Showing off a bit of magecraft for her master wasn’t so bad, was it? “I’ll play along with the hound, I enjoy teasing her though. She’s so adorably pitiful ~”

@Danni

If this was a show of mercy from this murderous fairy, he certainly didn't want to see what her more violent side looked like. That little tap on the wound sent another small shiver of pain up the progeny's spine, his wound certainly far from recovering anytime soon though he wasn't at risk of bleeding out now either. "Something tells me you're rather indulgent, so forgive me but I'll still keep a close guard around my neck from now on." He replied to her explanation his face and voice conveying the same bemusement over her antics. "I wouldn't be too sure, in the modern age there are many who would die to give their blood to beautiful girls like yourself." It was clear to see that Baobahn Sith didn't care much for technical things like servant classes or the fundamentals of magic theory. It did confuse him slightly that the catalyst of a witch would bring forward a simple vampire with a bow and an obsession for footwear. It seemed she was done with him for now and would cause terror somewhere else, though suddenly it seemed like the mere mention of heels was enough for the Archer to spin on hers. Honestly the idea of her constantly going from bored, to utterly sadistic, and the adorably jumping with joy like a school girl was about to bring another headache onto the master. "S-sure? It's the least I can do in exchange for your skills on the battlefield." It seemed like both his servants were going to force him to take up new hobbies. Shoes with Tristan and cooking with Gawain, a much better price to pay than his blood at least. "Suppose we'll both have something to work towards--" His sentence was interrupted as his servant grabbed onto his waist and hand above as if they were about to commence in a ballroom dance. He was certainly trained in such a noble performance, but he couldn't help but faintly blush (perhaps he would be redder if he weren't recently drained) at her forwardness. He was gunna make a snarky comment on the fact that dancin

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g was relatively not an impressive talent to show off for a servant. Though he noticed her silent chanting in gaelic and it became clear. He attempted to feel for the floor but only air met his feet. She was quite the show off huh? "I-I'm not sure how she'd feel about that, but I trust you not to take things to far." He tried to assert himself though it was rather hard in this position. Though seemed like he had gotten servants with decent compatibility together though getting them to cooperate with him was another story. "Hmmph, if you wanted to take me out for a romantic dance you should've just said so Lady Baobahn if I may call you that. Suppose I should see if I can get you a ballroom dress and those Cinderella esque slippers in the future."

@Devanya

Leo’s reactions to the slight teasing from the bloodsucking fairy did seem to bring a smile to her face. Seeing him wince and shiver from the small pat she gave to his wound…it was practically adorable. “Heh~ Indulgent might be a good word. After all, I'll do as I please.” Tristan spoke out, amused at their little banter for the moment. “ Hah, really now? Are you one of those people, master?” She asked in jest, as she didn’t really want her master to enjoy giving her blood. That took away some of the fun, though it maybe wouldn’t be so bad? Baobhan Sith was quite intrigued and happy, excited and even ecstatic at the chance to craft heels, shoes, boots, pumps, kicks, all sorts of footwear alongside her master. The easiest way to get the fairy of the red heels interested was after all to bring some pan-human history wonders to her attention. Shoes were an easy choice, but Leo might learn there are plenty of ways to placate her! She pulled Leo in and brought him close. Almost as if they would begin to dance. She could feel the blood of Leo begin to pump a bit more, especially towards his face. Her frame would be pressed rather close to him, so it was easy for the Fairy to gather information about how her master reacted to this closeness between them now. “R-romantic??....” The Fairy Knight questioned, puzzled at the words. Dancing in the air with a vampire who had just drained you of blood, having this little master within her hands as a helpless toy whom she could play with as she wanted….was romantic? She audibly clicked her tongue, then suddenly dropped Leo. Mid air no less. Letting the young master fall right onto his ass. She would glare down at him for a moment, then with a flick of her finger she’d vanish. Without a trace…only appearing a second or so on the chair which Leo had been seated on. Her body had certainly vanished from sight, and for the brief second that she had been gone, she had truly been gone. There was a faint shimmer of red, crims

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on in shade around her as she settled into that chair. Her elbow against the table as she leaned her chin against her hand. Clearly something Leo had done had soured her mood, but not enough to punish him…she was still happy about the shoes after all. She seemed more irritated than angry or bored though.

@Danni

It was quite the heated situation admittedly, Baobhan Sith certainly lived up to her legend as a seductress that drank deep from the blood of foolish men. Even he couldn't help but become completely red in the face at this time, despite how much blood he lost from her feeding. Ashamedly this had caused the otherwise diligent magus to let his guard down, quite the fatal mistake as Leonardo heard Archer repeat his words ending on a tone that seemed like a mix of frustration and confusion. The comfort he had felt in her grasp faded and was now replaced by empty air, gravity pulling the blonde down from this fantasy and back into the painful reality. Sad painful reality being the possibility of a broken tailbone... "Khh--" She certainly had a talent of brining him injury, at first he had believed that this was another show of her sadistic tendencies trying to get past his guard by making him feel safe then shattering that in mere moments. It wasn't until he read the expression on her face that it became clear, she was genuinely upset about something he had said. "Hmmph," as a master he should reprimand her for something like this though that was more of the relationship between an owner and their pet rather than one a King and his Knight should have. She was one of his closest confidants now, like Barghest before her, and failing to understand one another was a surefire way for having this relationship fail. He sighted and got over himself, struggling to stand up at first though finally getting to his feet and doing his best to walk over. "I'm sorry if my words caused you grief... Lady Baobhan. I shall be more careful with my tongue in the future..." He didn't make any excuses for it, nor attempt to force the problem away. It was a simple apology and tone of regret for one's actions, humility was not expected from a King though it was certainly an important virtue lest one be absorbed by hubris. "I'm sure you tire of this cold room though," Leo sa

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id offering her a hand though not quite sure if she'd be willing to take it now. "I can show you where you'll be staying during your time here if you'd like."

@Devanya

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She huffed out, tapping her heel against the floor a bit....the clacking of that razor sharp heel of hers was clearly putting a bit of a dent in the floor. She didn't seem to show much care for Leo's current condition of that potentially broken tailbone, but judging that he was able to get up to his feet, probably meant that he just wasn't used to taking a bump! As he began to walk over it looked as if he was about to try and speak....Baobahn Sith didn't seem to pay him any heed. Even as the princely boy spoke, she tapped her fingers against her cheek, her foot tapped against the floor a bit faster. After a few moments of her frustration simmering down, Baobhan would turn to him, rising to her feet and moved her hand up. She slid her fingers through her hair and gave him a look....it was hard to say if it was one brought about by anger or disdain. Hell, it was difficult to say if it was directed purely at Leo or herself. "See to it that you do." Was all she would say for now. Her words were neither cold, not harsh. They were as simple and straight that she could make it out to be, with little emotion to them at all. She saw that hand he offered, but refused to take it for now. She seemed to still be lost in thought...she'd look at the hand, and then simply begin to walk. Ignoring it for now. She would have to overweigh how she treated this master of hers' as to not potentially give him a romantic vibe. She partly felt like throwing up when he had said those words...her body ached a bit, and nausea had over taken her for a brief moment. She looked over her master's outfit, his shoes...all of it. " Hmm...we are going to have to adjust it to my tastes. No doubt you'll be paying for it. Master~" she teased.

@Danni

He could still sense some uneasiness within his servant, clearly something still had deeply upset her about those particular words. Perhaps it was some form of deep trauma she had experienced in the past, this fairy's history was an unknown variable given her unique existence so he had no idea knowing exactly what peeved her. Nevertheless dropping the topic entirely and learning from his mistake was definitely the wise approach here, no use in fighting something he knew nothing about and it seemed she was willing to let bygones be bygones here. "Ah expenses should not be a problem given my family's status, you're free to fill the closet space with as many forms of footwear as you desire." When it was clear she had no intention of being escorted there via hand holding (understandable given the recent event) he withdrew his hand and simply began walking back down the hallway, checking to see if she was following along. This would be quite the interesting relationship indeed...

@Devanya think we're good here for now, can continue this now or a later time if you prefer

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A Chaldean protocol was to give health inspections to rayshifters before and after their mission to ensure they were in stable condition for the process. Usually, this covered Masters rather than Servants due to their spiritual bodies. However, Caren had the misfortune of also knowing her way around spiritual healing, so the workload was heavier for her. As she fumbled through patient profiles, the priestess thought over the benefits she should deserve for being in so high demand. Not to mention that she loathed having to do these inspections before the rayshift. Instead, her preference was for post-rayshift since it was therapeutic for her to have these strong fools begging for her help. The thrill of having control over whether they die while lording over their weak, vulnerable, and pitiful states was unbeatable. Of course, she heals the body and spirit out of the good of her heart, too, but her heart needs blood to keep it going, no? This sadism, thus, is her blood. Therefore, her mood only worsened with the upcoming patient, greeting them with biting coldness unfitting for a doctor. “Shall we get this farce over with? At least this will be quick and easy.” Her mood soured over the idea that this person wasn’t going to be any fun; she looked over their medical records once more to check any details she may have missed. A superhuman, how banal! Regeneration, even? Immunity to poison at that, too. Despite being a Master, they could stand as equal to Servants in fortitude, strength, and agility if not surpass many of them. Their track record proved this too. Although not covered in medical records, anyone employed in Chaldea knew of their feats and prowess. No matter how ridiculous those accomplishments sounded, the person’s existence in the flesh credited them as well as multiple records from their compatriots. And, of course, Caren gave extra credence to their legend since they were a part of her faction. A Burial Agent. All sorts of fantastical tales ci

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rcled those monsters used to hunt monsters. Truly, the priestess was less wowed by their power and more irked at how the extent of their power excused them from being as virtuous or zealous. To rely on the Holy Father’s blessings and yet take him for granted… how insulting. Regardless, this patient truly did not need a health check-up despite if it has been some time since their last rayshift. Goodness, Caren even thought there would hardly be any need to treat them after their mission, either. By the time they get to the medical room, they’d likely have regenerated all their wounds, assuming they even get any. Therefore, equipped with a sulky tone, she unabashedly exposed the Burial Agent for this silliness to take out her disappointment. “You must be very prudent to go out of your way for this even when this is a waste of my time, Miss Ciel. This mission must be quite precarious, or you are just an annoying person.” Blunt and provocative, the doctor seemed less frustrated over the idea that she was not caring for a higher-priority patient, and more so over the fact that she could be doing something more fun right now. However, despite her unpleasantness, Caren did not go out of her way to kick out the Burial Agent or check her off automatically. So, either she was also a prudent nuisance, or had her reasons for wanting to see Ciel either way. “…Or did you come here to receive a blessing? A reason to fight? Perhaps you are the kind of superhero that is stronger when a beautiful damsel sends them off?” Of course, since there did not seem to be any fun as a medical practitioner with this patient, Caren chose to make fun personally instead as wont to do.

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu Sorry for the wait~!