Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

Now, having recently woken from the effects of the cooking from one of the knights of the round table, she still felt sick to her stomach, her mouth unable to rid itself of such horrid taste, as such, the goddess made her way to the frigid snowfields to clear her mind. A idea that would’ve worked out if she hadn’t disregarded one particular minor detail, she was wearing all but just two pieces of fabric upon her, the freezing cold had just as much effects upon her as it did on any ordinary mortal. To make matters worse, after regurgitating every last thing she had in subzero temperature, the goddess looked upon the horizon, only to see a clear vast field of snow, a beautiful sight it would’ve made, except that she had unknowingly lost her way within these fields… A detail that would’ve normally posed no problem before with her divine construct in hand, but she felt drained, both physically, of mana, and mentally as well after suffering through such an ordeal, unable to even lift a hand to call upon Maana. As such, the goddess had no choice but to trek through the bitter cold, bare footed with no means of warmth, of course she could always call for help through the link she had with her master, but as a prideful one she was, she’d rather be buried alive within these snowy plains than to allow her master to see her in such a pitiful state, due to such… the goddess forced her way through the snow with chattering teeth, her arms to her chest, rubbing her hands amongst themselves in a futile attempt to preserve any remaining warmth she may have. “A-ah… achoo! it’s… so… very c-cold…” (edited)

”Nin…! Ishtar-Nin…!” A voice similar to Ishtar’s own called out from behind, and if Ishtar were to turn, she would see a reflection of her own face. Though, in contrast to her sister’s raven locks, this goddess possessed a head of light blonde hair. In addition, Ereshkigal had remembered to don appropriate winter clothes, which matched the current festive atmosphere of Christmas— something which her sister seemed to have forgotten to do. Of course, Ereshkigal anticipated this. Unbeknownst to Ishtar, the thickly dressed goddess had prepared a spare outfit that was fit to withstand such cold weather. “You look so cold! How did you even forget to prepare winter clothes before entering the simulation? I am not surprised, but this is especially careless of you!” Ereshkigal firmly scolded her younger sister, before huffing worriedly. “Here, I prepared some warm clothing for you as a spare.” The goddess handed her younger sister the ensemble of clothing she had picked out for her. It could be told at first glance that Ereshkigal had picked clothing that matched her own. Of course, she wouldn’t point out that fact; The embarrassment that she would bear if she did would be too much! “You should change before you get colder than you already are… It was pitiful seeing you trekking the thick snow in nothing but your undergarments…”

10:42 AM

We match now, Ishtar-Nin!)

10:42 AM

@Pot | Lilith

As the goddess continued on trekking through such arctic conditions, the bitter cold began to take its toll, dulling her mind, slowing her thoughts, her eyes lost their lively luster, her movements becoming stiff and rigid, until she fully fell into a trance induced by the harsh temperatures. No longer did she feel the polar weather, instead replaced with that of a comforting warmth, her eyes began to droop, her movements swaying with each step, the blanket of snow before her looked especially tantalizing… A voice from afar had snapped her out from her daze, but by then it was far too late, who knows how long had she been lost within these snowy fields, frost had already formed upon her hair, her skin cold and hard to the touch, her body now hanging upon its last thread, trembling ever so slightly… it was clear that the goddess wouldn't have been able to hold on for much longer if it wasn't for her sister's timely appearance. Ishtar, a semblance of her former self, looked up toward her sister, her lips curving to that of weak, sickly smile, whatever this was simply a hallucination or not, the goddess felt joy upon seeing her, she held out both hands to clasp her face, her hands trembling midair, alas… before her hands managed to come in contact, her body gave out, her eyes closing to a peaceful bliss, her knees buckled upon the pressure before the goddess crashed into Ereshkigal. “Ereshkigal...?”

11:49 AM

@hei_g

”Ishtar…?!” Ereshkigal squealed in surprise, but managed to catch her sister in time before she collapsed into the icy blanket of snow below them. She looked around in a panicked frenzy, in order to find a suitable shelter for Ishtar to reside in as she recovered… But currently, it was probably best to dress her sister in the warm clothes she previously prepared. “A shame that you were not able to see the outfit I prepared, but your safety matters more than such a shallow thing…” Ereshkigal mumbled as she pulled the thick sweater over Ishtar’s head. Hopefully, it would help warm her freezing sister back to a safe temperature. “Alright, I suppose I would have to carry you now…!” With a swift pull, Ereshkigal hoisted her sister’s limp body up in her arms. She made sure to hold Ishtar’s body close, in hopes that it would aid in her recovery. And once that was done, the Mistress of Kur rushed out of the frigid terrain, with her younger sister in her hold, to a familiar cabin she visited earlier. “Nin,” she said softly, thinking that Ishtar was fully unconscious. “Forgive me, for my body is cold. Holding you close this way would be no different than laying you on a bed of ice… But, in spite of that, I’ll do what I can to give you warmth! Stay strong for me, please!”

12:14 PM

@Pot | Lilith #〚🎄｜winter-cabin-3 ? HuTaoLurk

7:53 AM

Advent of Christmas was fast and Chaldea has held some festive to maintain morale and maintain the overall relaxation of both Masters and servants. This was most likely to keep them from losing their tip top condition. Arguably, Chaldea has been doing great. In her own eyes, they've succeeded quite dashingly than expected, reading the reports of their victories. A young girl walked through the snow, unbothered by the cold. Every step she took, left tracks of her feet, which would soon be then covered by the falling snow. It feels so real! She thought to herself, holding out her pale hands and catching them. This sensation left a smile on her face and she chuckles. There was nothing here. It was a mere snowy field, that goes as far as the eye goes and yet the girl kept wandering forward, free from the care of the world. She wore expensive looking jacket, which is actually a "fixed" version of the Winter Chaldean uniform. Her hair almost reflected the snow, due to the similarities, with the only difference is that Aya's hair is hair, and snow is snow. That much is obvious, but the contrast between the texture complimented the girls overall figure, making her similar to an apparition who found themselves lost in a wasteland of cold wind. Her red eyes did not wander, instead they're fixated in the air with no focus whatsoever. Her eyes did not wander, but her mind certainly did. Lost and deep within her thoughts, her legs kept moving forward into the darkness. When she snapped out of it, she was deep into the simulation, farther than she had actually planned to be at. But it did not matter to her. Soon, she found a small convenient rock she could sit on, and she decided to lay her butt on it. A soft wind brushed through her skin, but her naturally heat producing body kept her from actually feeling anything similar to cold. "Hmmmm. I'm alone." She says, as she looks around and noticed quite a darkness around her and her own lonely presence. Despite th

9:07 AM

is recognition, this had actually been the case for awhile now. Ever since she got inactive, she lost touch with her servant, her friends(?), and only heard of the death of the man she followed for a short while in this organization. Even when an actual Burial Agent surfaced, she didn't make an actual move to approach them. Instead she lazed by her room, afraid. She didn't know why, nor did she tried to understand it. She acted in pure impulse and instinct after all. "Well not completely... Oh! It's almost Christmas. Ahh. Too bad Santa's too dead for all the children in the world." She laughs at this as she slowly brings her knees to her chest, and hugged her legs gently, burrowing her head between them. "Hnn... They'd never understand." She told herself this so many times, and yet she never truly understood. She raised her head up into the sky and smiled as she realized that her favored stars did not exist there. The stars that had kept her calm for years and years, even before the Holy Church had found her. This exact feeling of loneliness that struck her. No stars could comfort her, and no snow can warm her. She breathes a white puff of air and stood up nodding her head. "It's time to stop being an idiot." She tells herself, but she isn't exactly sure if she can do it. She had said this before as well after all. Aya could not trust herself to do what she needed to do. Move forward. Nevertheless, she had to kept trying to learn and learn and learn, no matter how hard it may be. Even if she disappoints herself again, even if she fails again. "It really is easier said than done. Especially for someone like me." She says as she began heading back from where she had come from earlier, laughing on her own. The snow was still endless and there was still quite a time before she reaches the exit. So she decided to once more entered deep within her mind, and slowly lost her thoughts into the air. In the vast field of snow, a lone figured walked forward.

9:08 AM

"Subject A, huh."

Silk is standing in the snow, kept warm by a thick scarf that hides her chin. She could've worn her Arctic Mystic Code, but that just wouldn't feel right. She watches snowflakes fall from the sky. Looks like nobody came after all.

Nobody came? Think again. Veronica may be a bit late, but she would never come at all. "Ah! Sorry I'm late! Did.. everyone else leave alreary?"

"Hi there. I think they got busy." Silk takes her right hand out of the comfort of her cardigan to wave at Veronica. "Thank you for that grimoire, by the way. Things were too busy to talk, but it really helped me out."

"Oh, no problem, really. I'm just glad I managed to repay a fraction of the kindness you've shown me. ..though I wish I had given it to you properly for Christmas." Veronica smiles. She was just glad that her Present had been useful.

"What's with the praise?" Silk puffs her cheeks up. "I don't think I'm kind at all. I haven't even given you a present in return yet."

"I-I mean you have helped me a lot with advice and stuff and the.. make up and stuff.." Things Veronica has had no idea about, Silk has truly always been there for Veronica when she needed help. "Praise is good, isn't it? Being Positive is just part of the Christmas spirit, I think."

"I guess." "Anyways, what do we do now? Is there anything you wanna check out?"

"I don't really know, I figured you'd have something planned.. Er, though I don't mind if you want me to pick a place to check out first?"

"What about the ice rink? I've never been to one before."

"Sure! Sounds interesting, probably. I haven't been to one either before." So it'll be something new for both of them, how nice. Veronica is just happy she's getting to spend more time with her good friend.

When they're leaving, Silk speaks to the other girl walking through the fields. "Are you going to the ice rink too?"

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

Unknowingly, she already found herself nearby two other girls. Instead of surprise, she looked at Silk with wonder as she scratched her cheeks. "Um... Who are you again? I kinda got lost so I actually don't know where I'm going, hehe." She asks politely, smiling wryly.

@Angelic @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

"My name is Veronica, but most people just call me Vee." Veronica smiled at the newcomer, the more the merrier. "Do you want us to show the way out?"

11:26 AM

"Or would you want to join us in looking around?"

"I'm Silk. I don't think we've ever talked before," Silk says. She's seen the other girl walking the floors of Chaldea's headquarters, but she doesn't blame her for forgetting her face.

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

"Yes, that's because I've been hiding in my room and only comes out to eat!" She replies nodding her head before looking at the Veronica and to Silk. "I-I'm Aya. I don't know. I actually have nothing to do, but I might be getting in the way of your date?"

@Angelic @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

"No, not really. We're supposed to be more, but only the two of us showed up." Silk puts her hand back inside her cardigan. "What were you doing here?"

'I don't know!" She replies with a grin.

"Oh, okay. Well, we're gonna go check out the ice rink."

"Yeah, we were. I dont mind if you join us!"

Aya: "Uhh.... sure why not!"

10:45 PM

@Angelic @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat (you guys have to ping me)

The simulated town is surrounded by snowy fields as far as your eyes can see.

Well look who it is a Jalter by herself while she traversed the snowy fields she would sit down as she looks out lost in thought what could she possibly be thinking about.

Jalter would just stay here since she had nowhere else to go pretty much.