Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

Above the castle Rocher, the clouds are tempestuous. A dark sky where roaring thunder and howling winds seems to be the only sounds within a world of silence and lightning is the only glow under the shroud covering a white sun. The winds complement the place further as a dark figure walks calmly atop the structure in black iron. A wine-colored robe and a skeletal armor with crimson red eyes. "Impressive... To think they could teleport the Zeppelin from the Underworld into a different texture... I must hold a round of applause to whichever magus has managed this fit of Spatial Transposition..." The figure comments as he stops in its tracks... His silent gaze stares from the edge of the train towards the fortress below. He slowly takes a hand to his chin pensive. "I wonder if I should get rid of this point of interest..." He asks himself. "Or at least guarantee the space is not fitting for transference of coordinates? Hmm..."

The Burial Agent was not in a good mood. So when someone appeared, she took a very strict stance. Black Keys in hand she would approach. "My name is Ciel, Seventh of the Burial Agency and master of Chaldea. I suggest you declare yourself and your intentions."

Effects: Daylight. Bright light fills the area. Magical darkness created by spells of a lower level than the slot you used to cast this spell can't extinguish the light. Energy Protection. (Alies) in the area have resistance (necroctic) of except for bludgeoning, piercing, or slashing. Energy Vulnerability. (foren or enemys) in the area have vulnerability to (radiant). Everlasting Rest. Dead bodies interred in the area can't be turned into undead. Extradimensional Interference. (foren or enemys) can't move or travel using teleportation or by extradimensional or interplanar means. (edited)

Tyonis Shiki pinned a message to this channel. 2022-04-05 10:38 PM

Berserker Necromancer makes a Charisma Save!

1d20 (6) + 3 = 9

He would promptly and politely turn to the voice and stare at her from above the train's edge. A instant of silence. He then proceeds to make a bow, taking a hand to his chest. "This is myself." He declares. Befire moving his hand aside in a horizontal arc around the place. "And those are my intentions."

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Ciel would draw out Seventh Holy Scripture attuning to it. "So you wish to take the train for yourself, but I unfortunately need it. If you leave now, I will let you go. If you seek refuge, I can attempt to arrange something but if your intentions are hostile then I will show no mercy." said Ciel as she would then cast Holy Weapon on Seventh Holy Scripture. "The choice is yours."

He raises his head to the sky, the sun beams cutting through the stormy clouds above... He then looks at the female figure bellow. "I believe you misinterpreted me. I have no personal interest in this caravan of iron mammoths of yours." He would politely bow once more. "It was an attempt of a joke. Excuse me, puns and jokes are not masteries the Evil God gave me upon my birth."

"Evil God you say? Tell me, have you ever seen a God up close and personal. Have you seen them smite someone so hard that their entire existence was erased and wiped out. It happened at this very point, done by one of my familiars. Here you stand upon a place marked by the War God known as MARS. Or is that why you want this place?"

He stares at her with a dead pun face hidden behind his skull mask. There is absolutely no aign he is intimidated or even a sogn of a flinch over her threat. "I actually just stated I have no personal interest in taking those. You told me to declare myself and my intentions so I made a joke about it." The explanation was given with a serious and straight tone of voice held within his slavic accent. "But yes. I have seen Gods before. I have lived between them and have had the experience of slaying one myself. I admire your attempt at an intimidation, young lady, but your tone is lacking and the choice in outfit makes taking you seriously while you recite such an awkward choice of words quite difficult."

Ciel would sigh. Today wasn't her day. "Did you simply come here to make jokes? I don't have time for games today." said Ciel as she would then open up communications to Chaldea. Perhaps someone else could deal with this.

"I believe I have only made a single attempt it until now." He seroously admits woth his emotionless tone. "I am sorry if it upsets you. I cannot say I feel bad for your dismay, though. I've came to observe... I have no direct ill intent against you. And I am glad not all of your numbers attack things at first sight for no much reason other than irritability... Tell me, the young kunoichi... Mochizuki Chiyome, was the name she gave me... Is she well?" Every world he speaks is genuine and straight forward, but also emotionless and somehow sinister. Even the concern over the Assassin he previously met. "I am personally not a fan of liars... But our meeting made me... Quite intrigued."

"It is possible that Chaldea may have summoned her as a Heroic Spirit but their are many masters and servants. I cannot keep track of them all. I could perhaps make an inquiry at Chaldea but then the question becomes of why should I tell you? I don't know what you intend to do with that information." said Ciel as she then paused for a second. "And if I attack things at the first sing of irritability, I wouldn't be a very good Burial Agent or Chaldean Master."

"A fair and inteligent manner of thinking." He nods. "I appreciate your time. I am not someone who can spread positivity... But I honestly wish your day to become better. Even though I fear it might not." He would turn his back as if to go away. Buy he makes a slightly, rigid pause, as if something has occurred his mind.

He turns back and stares at the girl once more. Now as if he was appreciating an exotic animal or work of art. He just stands there, uncomfortably staring from above the train without blinking. As if taken by a sudden shock of madness, he vanishes from sight, shooting himself like a missile towards Ciel through a blind spot as if to catch her off guard on purpose.

Ciel wasn't a Burial Agent for nothing. She had fought the Supernatural, Defeated Dead Apostle Ancestors and Heroic Spirits. She would move out of the way before raising her weapon, Seventh Holy Scripture. Now that he had attacked her, their was no reason for her to hold back. "Their is only one true God, make your peace with him, for I will deliver his judgement on you and shatter your very soul."

enjoy the debuffs))

12:19 AM

aka blind and vulnerability to radiant))

As she manages to catch a glimpse of the light reflecting on his armor, the Berserker pulls back the arm he had extended to grab the girl. The technique used was nothing like Presence Concealment, it was as if this man had passed years developing techniques specifically to capture a victim without allowing reaction. A master of abduction, who has mastered kidnapping. He would jump back some space. Pulling himself together before staring at her with a calm yet slightly annoyed gleam on his red eyes. He understood he had failed. Now he seemingly would just make his leave and try again in a different occasion. "Your awareness of your surroundings is comandable. But as an aspect of the Black God named by your so mighty War God of Israel, I am sad to say that I personally find your threat empty. Good luck finding my soul, anyway." He politely responds to her threat without any sign of resignation or fear.

An incantation has been cast. The spell has come to conclusion as the Accursed Caster. To her it was little more than a simple incantation using the magic granted to her from the time long gone. To her newfound Master however, it was an all too useful tool for what was to come next. "Ah. It seems that the attack is still ongoing, Master." Medea remarked in a cold tone, a smirk forming on her lips as the fangs of a Dead Apostle gently poked out her upper lip. "Here I thought the mighty Ciel would have managed to handle herself by now." The caster noted, a tall figure stood by her side. A man dressed in black and holding a large pike.

"Now now my vassal. There is no need to be ill-mannered even to a servant of the Church." The man spoke calmly, tilting his head to the side before shaking his head. "Though she is more or less an intruder upon my domain as it stands, she isn't the reason we have come here and you know it." Vlad noted, taking a look to the Berserker and Ciel. "Ah. So it's you. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... Don't get in my way and get out of my castle the moment you can. I barely tolerate your presence as it stands."

11:55 AM

@Berry|Rav|Jes|Ushi|Yuyu @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

(May I make a post first?

( The battle did just conclude. You can if you want though. )

12:58 PM

( Medea is dead and Vlad has Ciel on his spear. )

(Yrah I saw it.

He lets his hands down as the Voivoda and his pet witch manifest from a cloud of luminiscent purple butterflies. His red eyes stare at the vampire with a expressionless state as he holds his hand up towards Ciel, as if giving her a warning. "Don't move a musc-" And then she started blasting. "Or... You can do the exact thing you told me you do not do." The Berserker watches unpleasantly as the girl defeats the Caster, being quickly put down by the vampire and making the necromancer sigh in utter disappointment. "Sadly... That was well deserved." The Necromancer speaks with a harsh tone of voice. "I guess one's day can always get worse, can't it? Now..." He would turn to the vampire. "Back to business, as usual." His change of tone is immediate as if he already forgot what just happened despite the girl still being impaled by the voivoda's spear. "Child of the Dragon. I see your efforts at south have been well rewarded... I've came to inspect this area and keep myself away from the north as I prepare our forces. I will send the retinue of the Varcolac and Vetala by morning. Now... The re-acquisition of the train is a problem that must be dealt with. Should I proceed with its destruction?"

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"What a pest." Vlad muttered, pulling his spear out of Ciel's body and simply scoffing. The blood quickly absorbed in trough the artifact and fed back to Vlad. "She paid for the disrespect. Here I was considering letting her go to spread the message of my new domain. What a pity... I suppose this seat of the Franks shall do for now, it is quite intriguing to have a seat on a throne in a nation that had once refused to give me aid." He mused just a little, his anger was still all too present however. "This does put a notch in my plans, though I suppose it doesn't matter too much in the grand scheme. I got the grand prize I've been searching for... With this, there is very little the church can do. Though my vassal's death does prove to be troublesome... It only delays the inevitable. Regardless--" With that Vlad glanced towards Deathless. "Proceed as you will, Deathless... Once you are done here however I request that you remove yourself from my castle. I'll be making this my seat of power."

@Berry|Rav|Jes|Ushi|Yuyu

He would let the vampire mutter his anger away. He would bow down politely to the king, used to the life of servitude as the fairy tales tell. "Many graces be upon you, Vlad Tepes." He would say as he prepares to walk away. He would turn up on his feet, yet... By the ground below, he feels his step reach something that is not rock. He stares down at what appears to be a corpse. The necromancer silently stares at the figure with his red eyes. "Your highness, what are your intentions towards the remaining piece of flesh? This prime material would be quite valuable in quality for the makings of a new weapon." He would ask emotionlessly as ever. "May I keep it?" @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

@Bone of the Deathless (@Berry|Rav|Jes|Ushi|Yuyu) - jump "Take what you need then stake it on the italian border with the others. Let the burial agency know what happened to their best agent." With that he'd simply begin walking towards the castle.

"... Very well." He would nod, grabbing the woman by her hair, he pull her unconscious body up, throws it on his shoulder and walks towards the train. He extends his hand, the weirdly designed sword appears in his grip in a flesh of green lightning as his eyes turn from red to an emerald-like glow. He holds it with both hands as he steps in front of the iron vehicle. "Love is emptiness. Meaninglessness. Unreachableness." The Berserker says as the sword glows brighter. "This is the nothingness I seek to feel the nothing that lies within this Deathless body. This is the truth of love... Cold. Fragile. Useless. Like stone. So now..." Rest. (Spi.) To Tell Me I Have Broke Sleep. (Otdykhay.) He slashes the air in front of him, the Self-Swinging Sword taking its true form as pure lightning, a blast of green that covers the train, turning every component of it into meaningless stone. Die. (Umri.) The lightning destroys the stone, reducing the proud Rail Zeppelin to nothing but mere rubble. He turns to the vampire as the sword vanishes from his grip. "As you asked. I am going. I will return to impale your little ham once I am done with my personal scavenging." The Berserker would state. "If you need it, I will be glad to land a hand to bring that Servant of yours back again. We might need to work together even further for the survival of this forest." @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"Hm... If you can bring my Vassal back to like, I shall consider it to be a favor. In turn I might let you make use of one of the laylines up north should you come to feel it necessary... As it stands however." The man chuckled, shaking his head before looking onward and towards italy. "I shall begin my work upon disposing of the Burial Agency. With the power that I wield now-- They are naught but pests. They shall all feel the pain of impalement upon the fields of Tuscany."

"I will see what I can do about it." The necromancer says as his image distorts and he vanishes in the space he once stood.

@[unintelligible sub noises] Here is your Castle Rocher channel

Thonk

after a long fight with Beowulf, Atalanta and the people manage to mobilise again, everyone taking tasks of their own and whatever field they see fit, Nagato was still unconscious at this point, so Atalante would decide to take them with her as she makes her way to the top of the castle where she sets ‘camp’ laying the man down in vicinity. Using Touropulus to keep any unwanted company to approach their territory as she watched the two deitys work together to dispel the field and recapture the leylines, whilst Ciel-, … well Ciel does Ciel things she can’t seem to spot her anywhere after the battle, having lost track of her presence after having climb on the castle to stand as watch, although she does manage to occasionally spot her Nagato would have probably regained consciousness at some point depending on whatever he decided to do next he would be with Atalante for now on a mantle so he doesn’t dirty his clothes, (of course others can join them) seeing the lioness occasionally shoot arrows at unannounced visitors

@Thicc|Fie/Ali/Ayu/Miyu/Nag/Mel whenever you have time, don’t rush

He had indeed regained consciousness after some time but he hadn't moved. He realized immediately upon regaining consciousness that he wasn't the same. He felt weaker, so much weaker than he did going into the Beowulf fight. He knew what was wrong and it left an empty feeling inside of him. A part of him was gone and missing, he probably wouldn't ever be the same, he'll never reach that pinnacle of strength and power ever again. He was just a human now, his oni blood was gone. He was just normal now, not special like some of the members of chaldea. He wa just a regular human now and knowing this made him feel empty inside. He had come to accept and for the most part, embrace his oni side and now it was gone. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to say, he didn't even k ow what to feel. Should he be angry? Scream out in rage curse Beowulf's name? Or should he be upset? He had lost a massive part of himself and his powers. Or should he be happy? He wasn't an oni anymore, he wouldn't have to deal with inversions any more and he wouldn't be hunted by the demon hunters. What was he supposed to feel? He didn't know, so he just lay there. A feeling of defeat hung over him, as he recalled the battle with Beowulf. They had won and just he felt like he lost.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

maybe unbeknownst to her master, but Atalante is rather perceptive, watching him with the corner of her eye time passes and her idea that he was going to recover slowly fleets by her at this point. Unmoving like a deadman he look inside and outside burdened. PLINK, FFFFFSSSH her arrows and string speak in tandem as the ammunition is released from the blessed bow of her’s, nailing more approaching undead on occasion as her back is still turned to them when she finally speaks out ofter hours of silence, the woman seems to speak little as in all this time, barely in the battle even she took only three sentences ever since she was summoned, so her voice is a rather rare gem “You know we won, it’s not a dream. I thought this was cause for celebration not numbly star gazing” she’d comment about the sky, … yeah, the sky. Dazzled with sparkles on the black veil that mapped the cosmos above. So little yet so full of fight she thinks on such nights while watching the same sight again and again “When you fallen down we managed to injure the servant until I was able to strike him down, and we retook control of the castle, it might be a bit hot around here I know. Don’t worry about it too much yet”

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

He listened to Atalanta speak to him about the outcome of the events. She was his servant... Yeah, he had summoned her before they had entered the forest. Felt that his connection to Ishtar was still there so she was fine, he didn't lose anything else. Only his Oni blood, part of him was relieved hearing this news but what about Hermes and Ciel? He looked over at Atalante his eyes had lost a spark they held before all of this. "How are Hermes and Ciel? I can feel my connection to Ishtar still so she's fine and you're right there." He sat up from where he was laying down. He recalled what happened in the fight or rather how fast he went down. He let out an annoyed sigh, that was nothing but embarrassing. He wanted to bash his head in for allowing such a thing to happen. Such an embarrassing display would hunt him longer than it should.

@[unintelligible sub noises]

a valid concern she thought, worrying about casualties is a darkness not as beautiful as the night’s dance above, listening to her master for it’s brief questioning when she would answer “Hermes is being helped by Ishtar recapture the leylines and dispelling the field, to which I think they are done or should be soon done with. They sustained minor injuries out of all of us unlike you and Ciel” commenting on the results as she knocks back another arrow “As for the other master I have no idea, but they are fine now. Sustained injury to the point they lost footing and fallen-“ an arrows flies into the darkness nailing another trespasser “I think you should be worried more about yourself, master. Out of any of us you took most of the punishment for us. I doubt survival would have been possible without you” Atalante would turn around to face the, as a gust of wind cold of the night and warm of radiation blows her clothes to the side “Our goal was a success, as for anything, we can soon make our return to a less hazardous area to recover” although the woman’s eyes were able to spot the most hidden weakest of places in an enemies’s movement, her understanding of the human nature is still beast like, her insight unable to read his secondary concern without voiced, that if he doesn’t wish to talk about, as she turns back around to scan the landscape “Any plans to meet someone? Mages aren’t astrange from family, friends and so on”

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

"I'm... Fine." That was a lie yet at the same time it wasn't. He wasn't ok yet he was, physical he had recovered a decent bit. He was still sore from the beating he received but he was enough to move around and even fight if needed. "It's good to hear everyone is alright." Survival wouldn't have been possible without him? There's no way that would be true, they definitely could have found a way to beat him without him. They had powerhouses in this team, Ciel, Hermes, Ishtar, and Atalanta. They were all powerful, he was dead weight in that fight. The word dead weight rung in his mind, it annoyed him so very much. He pushed those thoughts aside and focused on what Atalante had asked him. Family huh...? "Well... I plan to visit my aunt after all this is over, she's the only family I got left besides my dad but who knows if he's alive. As for friends... The only friends I got left are the ones here at chaldea..." He paused for a second and rubbed the back of his neck as he thought about a certain person. He wasn't sure if she was friends with him or not. He had been kind of avoiding her due to uh... A certain incident that happened back in the second singularity. He needed to apologize for that...

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Ciel walking around the perimeter would make it so that she can take a break from keeping watch, desummoning Touropulus as she approaches to sit next to Nagato, looking in the distance with her arms crossed while he was in a sit up “You are hesitating when you say that, are you gonna keep up the manly facade or what?” Atalante would point out at the pause in her speech, his mannerisms are evident even to the blind and deaf as she would swing her tail in wait “You know, it’s not always about how hard you are punching. Sometimes it’s about how hard you can hold in there, Hermes had to use his Noble phantasm, I needed to strain my eye to hit as many shots without harming the others, Ishtar player her part doing the same as me, Ciel became our shoulder to lie our ear on, but you? You really held in there for a while. Befalling even how you managed to resist all those attack and wake up not late after. I guess there is a reason I was summoned by you tenacious, unwavering and immutable even when faced with a lighting and it’s thunder. I din’t want to imagine your power when not surprised” she’d mention with a fly by as she’d ask “How’s your aunt? Anything special about her?” (edited)

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

"He chuckled upon being called out by Atalante. A manly facade huh?* "I wouldn't call it manly but a facade works. Physically, I've recovered well enough but I'm not sure how I feel." She saw through it so he wasn't going to deny it, it would be a waste of both of their time. He listened to Atalante talk about how hard they worked and made him feel bad to an extent. He should have pushed himself harder, he should have taken those hits better yet... "You guys worked really hard, didn't you? Man, I really sucked in that fight huh? Not only did I get taken out easily in front of you all I lost a command seal and my oni blood in the same fight! Man, that was such a pathetic display." He glanced down at his hands, specifically the hand where his command seal had been. It annoyed him how fast he went down but it couldn't be helped. Beowulf was a powerful servant and a Dead Apostle. "My aunt... I don't know, I haven't visited her in a while but she was pretty cool. I learned how to fight from her and she helped me get started on magecraft. Although I am pretty bad at it still. "

@[unintelligible sub noises]

Akiha leaves a digital note for Ciel, obviously repaying Chaldea for the resources their communication expends. 'I heard you were brought back. You just don't know when to give up, do you? I'd say I like that about you, but you really take it to the extreme. Anyways, I remembered I forgot to give you and Shiki your Valentine's Chocolate. Think of it as a late engagement gift, and don't use this as an excuse to be a pig. I won't bear responsibility for any excess calorie intake resulting from it.' @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

closing her eyes at the talk her master has, the woman’s chin plunges down slightly as she tilts her head forward, seeming unsatisfied with his responses “I hope I don’t have to say it again, you kept fighting even when you lost consciousness and defended attacks. You were strong and helped us. I can see that as powerful too” turning around she’d point at him with one of the hand, as the other would rest on her hip scolding him “So stop acting so down as if you didn’t do anything when you took half if not three quarters of the hits, you fought well enough you understand?” Atalante asks lowering her eyebrows at him for talking so lowly of himself, more so annoying her that he purposely calls himself weak when he ‘failed’ having always had destain for that kind of behaviour* turning back to look in the distance, returning her hands to a crossed position “Sounds like you have a plan, as for that we should soon be able to take our leave from the castle once the others are done with recapturing the leylines and creating the fiel-, …” once she opens her eyes again, she freezes, narrowing her eyes as she looks down as if looking for someone “, … Hermes and Ciel are there-, … but where is Isht-“

@Thicc|Fie/Ali/Ayu/Miyu/Nag/Mel @Pot | Lilith

A long pause came with the fall of the vampiric berserker, though the stifling silence was a welcome reprieve to the once so-haughty goddess of war, her heart continued to palpitate and throb within it’s chambers long after the last arrow embedded itself within the red eyed monster, and although she was unscathed due to her refuge in the sky, witnessing the fierce battle below left the goddess in great mental turmoil— her breathing erratic as she gripped her longbow so tight until her knuckles turned a ghastly shade of white. A deep feeling of guilt welled in her heart as she watches her master near the brink of death upon numerous occasions, all the while she hid in the safety of the blue, she felt simply powerless when the beast had maimed her master and prepared to sink it’s wicked fangs into his nape to turn him into one of his kind, and in that moment… the goddess couldn’t do anything, whatever it was due to her lacking capabilities or her sudden paralysis of shock, the fact still stands that she’s incapable of even protecting her very own master, and to that, she found it absolutely unacceptable for a goddess of her caliber to fail at such a straightforward task, luckily her master’s seals activated in time to form a protective veil of crimson to shield his body before such a fatality truly occured, regardless, the battle came to be a eye-opener for the goddess, she steeled herself and vowed silently to atone for her mistakes.

11:19 PM

A bitter pout curved her bowlike lips as she watched her master’s recently summoned servant takes his unconscious body beyond her sights, the goddess wished to tend for him instead but the thought quickly dissipated as pangs of harsh remorse assaulted her mind, it didn’t help that the opposing servant happened to be the one to land the finishing blows upon the berserker whilst he seemed to withstand her attacks with little amounts of difficulty, and it just so happens that Hermes required her assistance in recapturing the leylines… hence, she left her master in the other Archer’s care as she took some much needed time to herself. A hour later and the main objective of the mission was concluded, with the leylines secured and her mind firm in resolve, the goddess came to vie for her master’s attention before the newly summoned servant manages to bewitch him, and without much thought, the willful goddess decides to interrupt their talk in the most abrupt manner— that was of course, to dive bomb the Archer from the skies! A foot planted forward as the goddess pushed herself off from the ground in a leapt of grace, tremors running amok below the earth through sheer force alone as she sprung into the sky with the help of Maana, the goddess donned a mischievous smile as she made out two faint figures in the distance from her skyview, with such, she deactivated her flight and soon, she began plummeting down like a comet carried by the courses of gravity, blazing a trail in the clouds before impact…

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"I mean, yeah you can say that and all but it wasn't cool getting beaten knocked unconscious, losing not only a command seal but my Oni blood as well, and still not being able to contribute more. It's frustrating actually, cause I could have taken those hits a lot better but he got me before I could do anything. I just wish I could have done more, so you and the others didn't have to push yourself to such lengths to make sure he goes down while keeping me alive ya know? Doesn't help that I'm now a lot weaker and not as cool anymore." There was one thing that would always stay the same about this idiot, he disliked seeing what he calls friends in pain. It was one of the reasons why he tried to take hits for others in fights. So they wouldn't have to be in pain. He sighed in defeat as Atlante pointed her hand at him with the other on her hip, she was scolding him. "Fine, I'll stop being all down in the dumps about how lame I was in that fight, happy?" He chuckled a bit, he never would have thought he would be getting scolded over something like this. "Well kinda? I can't really go see her anytime so as she's not a part of chaldea so..." His Aunt was just a magus, she didn't come to Chaldea. If he wanted to see her again, chaldea would have to complete the grand order in which he aimed to do. He raised an eyebrow at the sudden change in behavior from Atalante, why did he have a bad feeling about this? Was that a tremor? Yeah, he definitely had a bad feeling.

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After a bit, Ciel would return from her patrol. She has a bit of a tired look on her. Her body was still not at hundred percent yet. Despite all this, she had been pushing herself since that event. As she returned to the group she would take a moment to look at everyone and give a faint smile. Despite all that had happened, everyone was safe on this mission, so that was something she could be happy about. "How is everyone fairing? Does anyone need any help with anything?"

a pittiful sigh leaves the lioness’s mouth at his answer ‘He’s tru-‘ “You really are hopeless are you?” a puff out of her nose escapes seeing him beat himself up even more, but in a way she understands it. Losing a part of you sounds not detrimental, but life changing, she can say he did well and try to convince him of it as much as she wants, she wouldn’t be fully in the right this time, so allowing on to reconsider their present and or future would be more respectful to him as a person then attempting to convince them of something else, in a weird manner understanding his situation, as yet she’s not on the same boat. Having became something else then her human self and as well as a heroic spirit. It not easy to get accustomed to new blood, even for her. So in retrospect he’s in the right. But she can’r help to seem to want him smile, feeling this might even be a worrisome predicament meanwhile, raising her head up, as she sees the spark alit in the sky like a shooting star who fallen off the heavens causing her to get wide eyed, the velocity of which it approaches was alarming as she thinks of only one thing “Master! Look out!” she’d yell as Ciel would come just in time to see what was about to transgress between the master’s Archer servants, jumping backwards to cover him and try and remove him from the area of impact. While the girl having a sharp eye in general, she has failed this time to determine the projectile as being just on of their comrades in her swiftness and quick thinking. Unable to take the fullness of the picture. Regardless, comet or not, she’s about to get in a rather interesting altercation (edited)

@Pot | Lilith

Hermes walks out of his workshop, a coffee cup in hand, to see what the racket in his territory was about. He takes a look, and takes a deep sip. *He walks back in. * (edited)

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A fiery meteor followed by a trail of clouds descended into the view of the keen archer, the resonance of piercing wind sounded in their ears just before a blinding crash sent the archer flying to the short walls of the open tower, tumbling before skidding to a stop, and as it’d turn out, the flaming comet was simply a ball consisting of a jealous goddess. A soft groan penetrated the cloud of dust produced upon crash, and as it cleared up, two figures could be seen balled up into one as they squirmed into place, alas in the end, the goddess managed to wrench her head up from the opposing archer’s grasp with a proud smug, though her current state wasn’t much better than the other as her hair had been blown in all four directions and her face smudged with dirt. A collision at such speeds would’ve normally been fatal to both human cannonball and the receiving end, servant or not, but luckily the goddess had took some safety measures to ensure she didn’t accidentally murder he master’s newly summoned servant, and so she had casted Feather Fall upon herself last second to slow herself, luckily her reckless plan seemingly worked and the impact point had only left a faint impression upon the chiseled stone floor. “A-ah… that hurts— well… Atalante, was it?~”

He watched as the comet came crashing down into Atalante. Although he had noticed that it wasn't an actual comet but rather his other Archer class servant, Ishtar. He didn't know even know how to respond to this situation. He just stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face. "What... I..." He had to hold back a chuckle upon seeing the condition Ishtar and her hair was in. The same went for Atalante. The proud smug on Ishtar's face further pushed Nagato to burst out laughing, how could she look so smug while looking like that? This was definitely the Ishtar he had summoned. "How's it going Ishtar? Nice of you to come crashing in. Although I gotta know if you're gonna do that to every servant I summon, I need to at least warn them. Sorry I couldn't give you a heads up Atalante, I didn't know she would do this." He turned to Ciel and shrugged towards the scene of Atalante and Ishtar. "Honestly, I still feel like crap but seeing that has made being up worth it."

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the comet would come crushing down onto them, hitting but Atalante as they roll along the tiles of the roof of the castle, shoved to the ground, and mounted to a dust cloud as she coughs. WHAT HAPPENED?! Is this death? Doesn’t fell like it, … and it’s kinda smokey around here, waving her hand to shove the dust aside she tries to raise up only to find herself pinned down “W-wha-“ the voice of the goddess perturbs her state of confusion plunging her in inquisitiveness as she sees the goddess on top destroytera

“, …” stunned for a second before Atalante puts her hand under her thigh in between it and the calve to grip, the other hand coming quickly on the goddess’s shoulder that was on the same side as the hooked thigh. Her knee bends up putting her opposite side ankle and then use her body to flip the, around on their back so she can reverse the mount. There was after all a reason she won that wrestling competition “Yeah Atalante, don’t do that again thank you very much.” she’d respond to the woman with a sight not pursuing to roll with this woman “Well I bet it did! You dropped from the heavens right on top of me! Who does that?!” she says loosing her nerves for a second at Ishtar

Get to typing or I’mma hand your ass 3 fold

1:30 PM

1:31 PM

~~Also sorry for the late response I lost my phone and I forgot to send when I typed it there~~

Ciel would take a moment to look at what was going on. It seemed that Ishtar had decided to make an entrance and had annoyed Atalanta and now the two servants seemed to be arguing. Ciel would sigh at the sight of this. Perhaps it was best if she ended this. "That is enough. We have enough enemies, we don't need to be fighting each other. Ishtar, stay out of trouble or I will have to come down on you again." said Ciel as she hinted the last time the two of them fought. The Burial Agent would then shift her attention to Atalanta. "Atalanta, don't allow yourself to be pulled down to that level, your far better then that." said Ciel to Atalanta. "Now then, I have just finish scouting the area, so far everything seems to be in the clear. Do any of you have anything to report?"

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Tohno Akiha

Akiha leaves a digital note for Ciel, obviously repaying Chaldea for the resources their communication expends. 'I heard you were brought back. You just don't know when to give up, do you? I'd say I like that about you, but you really take it to the extreme. Anyways, I remembered I forgot to give you and Shiki your Valentine's Chocolate. Think of it as a late engagement gift, and don't use this as an excuse to be a pig. I won't bear responsibility for any excess calorie intake resulting from it.' @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Ciel, Ange wanted me to remind you of this :P

6:52 AM

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

6:52 AM

~~Ignore I forgot to add~~

Akiha leaves a digital note for Ciel, obviously repaying Chaldea for the resources their communication expends. 'I heard you were brought back. You just don't know when to give up, do you? I'd say I like that about you, but you really take it to the extreme. Anyways, I remembered I forgot to give you and Shiki your Valentine's Chocolate. Think of it as a late engagement gift, and don't use this as an excuse to be a pig. I won't bear responsibility for any excess calorie intake resulting from it.' @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

@Tohno Akiha (@Angelic) - jump As she waited for an answer she would a vibration, an indication that she had gotten some kind of digitial messages. As would then begin to view the message and read it mentally. At first she wasn't sure what to make of it. It seemed that Akiha was being both kind and insulting at the same time. Though after taking a moment to think about it all, perhaps this was how Akiha showed that she cared about people. The young Tohno Head of the family had certain standards she had to met and appearances she had to keep up. So perhaps Ciel could take a kinder approach to Akiha, though of course she couldn't be too kind, she herself also had appearances to keep up. Once she was done dealing with everyone here, she would write a response back to Akiha.

Summoning

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A short scuffle then commenced between the two archers as they wrestled and fought amongst one another in a comical manner— one grappled the other’s arm, the other wrenched the one’s hair, so on so forth, the casual process continued with no real winner on top, both of them finding themselves at a stalemate as once one gained the top, the other would easily flip them over… resulting in a percilar sight of a ball of conjoined servants, rolling across the floors until a peculiar girl came and interrupted their play. A sharp voice pealed, the goddess halted her frolics before turning her head to meet the source of the audacious dictation with a frown, ruby-cut eyes narrowed in distaste. A mere glimpse of the girl alone left her vexed in helpless indignation as images of her loss surfaced in memory, and along with the self-perceived conceit laced in the girl’s statement, the goddess was seething in rage. A few seconds of hushed silence, the goddess rose from the cold stone floors of the castle, her hands balled into a clenched fist as she walked toward the girl with indignant strides, each step shook the earthen floor as deep tremors ran amok, though upon reaching the girl, the goddess simply passed her without a single glance as she walked down the stairwell beside her.

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CASTLE ROCHER IS NOW UNDER THE FOLLOWING EFFECTS

Teleportation Circle

Mordenkainen's Private Sanctum

Mighty Fortress

Guards and Wards

Forbiddance (Radiant Damage)

Temple of the Gods (Undead & Fiends)

Territory Creation (Vulnerability to Radiant Damage)

Making her way over to the ruined castle for one last time. Altera moved to the area the two of them previously fought their first battle together in. Cautiously looking over the various battle scars on the ground... She paused for just a moment. "Thank you for coming with me, master." She spoke quietly, a soft smile forming on her lips as she merely sat down to look over the castle of roses. The wind picked up just a little allowing some of the petals to fly with the wind. "I... I wanted to visit it again. Its silly but... The flowers were pretty." She mused quietly. Her eyes fixating on the thousands of flowers slowly reclaiming the site of the carnage.

~~oi what yer youngsters doing on me lawn~~

smacks touropulus over the head go back to keeping up the bonded field

Ciel remembered this place, many things happened here. It was probably the area that had the most battles. She would then look at her servant. "No problem Saber." *said Ciel in a happy tone. * "The flowers look peaceful here. It's nice to see that this place has recovered with everything that has happened."

"It's pretty. Very pretty. I was not thinking it would grow back but... My chest feels light to see it that my destruction did not obliterate the pretty flowers forever." She spoke, her eyes looking on at the crumbling castle in the distance. Taking in a soft breath before speaking. "I... I don't know master. These feelings in my chest when I think of this place. So odd. Heavy yet light. Pretty and dark. I like watching it, but the thoughts about it are... Not nice."

10:35 PM

"I never turned to see my destruction. In life it was all heading forward. Endlessly fighting against Civilization. Nature was good. Never thought it to be... Um..." She paused, once again seemingly struggling to find the right words for what she had tried to say.

10:35 PM

"Pretty?"

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"The fields are indeed nice. Their is an old saying, stop and smell the roses." said Ciel as she would take a moment to then sniff a few of the flowers. She was still tired but she could rest when they got back to Chaldea. Ciel would stay silent for a moment as she listened to what her servant said. "I once summoned you here. Together we fought a Dead Apostle Ancestor. The encounter wasn't a pleasant one. Then their were more battles here. Once I fought Vlad and Medea who was a dead apostle here. Then their was another battle here as well. As nice as this place is, their was a lot of death here." said Ciel as she spoke about previous encounters of the place. "Perhaps when humanity is restored, you can try to live a more peaceful life, at least for a while to see if you enjoy it or not. I would like to live such a life."

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"Peace..." The woman paused for just a moment. Her eyes resting upon the field of flowers as she peeked over at Ciel. She then did just as her, taking one of the flowers and smelled it. Her expression wavered just for a moment as she smiled softly. "It's... Nice. However, I do not truly understand the concept you speak of. 'Peace'. I do not believe to have ever experienced it. I am curious as to what it would be. You seem excited for it, master." With that Altera slowly leaned back. Her expression becoming a little more troubled as she spoke. "Yes. There was much death. Thinking about it makes my chest heavy. In the past it was just a necessity but... I do not like it. I do not understand why my chest feels heavy at the thought and yet, it seems as if so much has happened. Yes, it is very unfortunate." The woman then merely pulled her legs in for just a moment, resting her chin on her knees. ". . . It is fate of warriors to die. Such is the will of Mars and yet... It is not a fate I wish to see more." @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"Peace, when their is no need for another battle. When you can just enjoy the little things and worry about combat, that is peace. It doesn't last but when it's around, it's very nice." Ciel would simple take out some curry and offer some to Altera. "It's not just warriors who die but everyone. From a simple farmer, to a great king, eventually everyone time comes. But it's what we do in the time that we have that is important. I want to make life better for others, so they don't have to struggle as hard as I did." @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"Yes. Eventually all die. I do not know peace however... I never have. Maybe... It would be nice to experience it for once. Some small part of me truly... Desires it but..." The woman took the container of curry, nodding a little before picking out a little bit of it and digging in. Seemingly lost in thought for just a moment. "Peace is not fated for one such as myself. I am little more than a harbringer of destruction, as I have been both in life and even now. Maybe my destruction can bring peace to others? Yes... That would be nice." @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu