Fate/White Parmesan

[] Accept

"Okay," you accepted as you grasped the gun in her hand. She let it go as you inspected it in your hand.

Pulling the slide with your gloved hand, you copied her stance and aimed through the sights. A wave of that familiar sensation washed over you before you paused as the woman by your side cleared her throat.

"Too stiff. Adjust your legs and brace yourself," the woman barked from your left. She had her arms crossed and was giving you a critical gaze.

"Got it," you replied as you let out a sigh.

"Your aim's off now. Adjust it and brace your shoulders and legs," the woman advised as she raised your arms and locked your shoulders before kicking your feet a bit, "Aim straight. Breathe in and shoot upon exhalation. It's the same for swords and spears. You cut when you breathe out and you thrust when you breathe out. Now fire."

You pulled the trigger and your body jolted from the recoil. It traveled from your hands to your legs but you didn't stagger. You felt this information being taken by your body and immediately integrating it as you lowered your gun. The woman pressed the button by her side and the target flew straight for you.

You stared at the target and saw that there were four bullet holes. The first three were right on the target's heart, all perfectly positioned to crush and pulverize the enemy's heart while one bullet hole was right on the head of the target.

"Not bad. You have potential to be a student, girl," The woman noted as she inspected the target with a curious look, "You might be worth teaching after all."

"Am I now?" You wondered as you glanced her way.

"Come back here tomorrow. I still have some business here," she replied as she took off her glasses and wiped them with a soft cloth, "Perhaps we could let you improve over a few days."

The woman walked past you and set down her earmuffs on the table. She mad her way for the door before glancing at you.

"If you wish to continue shooting then do so. See you tomorrow, girl," the woman said as she exited the room.

You stared at the door before walking to the other booth where another target lay. You looked down at the gun in your hand before raising it with one hand and firing thrice at the target to your right.

Pressing the button, you had it come towards you for you to inspect. Bullet holes riddled the target but they were non-vital spots on the enemy's shoulders and abdomen. It was different from when you had her by your side. You're not sure about this arrangement...

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"So you have a new toy?" Medb wondered as she sipped on her bubble tea.

"Yes. The department was nice enough to hand it to me. I'm getting lessons on how to use it tomorrow," you sighed as you leaned back.

Rider sipped some more while looking at you, "Mhmm."

"Isn't that the dumb trendy new drink?" You asked her with a curious look.

"Yep! All the girls are having a taste!" Medb happily told you with a delighted smile, "Mmm, so good!"

"Yeah but I bet you can't do the thing they do on twitter. You know, making it rest on your che-" you stopped short once Rider started glowing menacingly.

She was staring at you intensely before looking down at your chest. She clicked her tongue in annoyance, "Tch!"

"In any case, we'll be spending a few days in the police station. It might be good to get a clean up of brainwashing everyone in there while I get pointers on how to not eat shit," you said as you shook your head.

"Who's teaching you anyway?" Rider wondered as she set down her milk tea.

You tried recalling and the image of that beautiful assistant surfaced in your mind. You closed your eyes and raise your head, "Derrinsmith's assistant."

"You mean the man running for the election and has the same name as the girl you're modeled after?" Rider guessed with a raised eyebrow. She scoffed and said, "If anything, that's suspicious."

"I'm not stupid but... It makes me curious. Maybe it's just a coincidence but maybe it could lead somewhere," you suggested as you looked into your coffee mug.

"If a Magus' pet has infiltrated our asset then the whole thing is compromised. Not unless we silence her," Rider said as she stirred her cup, "Not unless you want to take over another organization."

"No one's caught on to the brainwashing yet and I know you've kept the effects minimal. But still, it should be easier to dispel if someone does notice it," you pointed out as you leaned in the table, "I think we should still be fine."

"So what do you want to do with the woman?" Rider asked you with a raised eyebrow.

[] Kill her. She probably knows so it's better to be safe than sorry.
[] Capture her. Interrogating her about Derrinsmith would be your best move.
[] Leave her alone. She hasn't done anything and you're curious to her lessons.
[] Write in...

[] Try the subtle route first, see if you can coax anything out of her during your lessons. If that fails, Rider gets to do it her way~

"I'll play along for now and see if she slips something during the lessons. If that fails, you're free to do as you please with her," you said with a dismissive tone.

Rider raised an eyebrow before giving you a cat-like smile, "Anything?"

"Just toss her out into a river when you're done playing," you sighed as you leaned back on your chair, "Stay out of sight for the moment though. Don't let her see you and don't seek her out."

"Oh why not? Already planning your private time with her?" Rider purred with a smirk on her lips.

"She's related to the man that could be linked to me. That Derrinsmith guy is giving me the creeps the more days go by. Can you go get the chief to run a background check on him? He could be related to Magi after all," you requested to which Rider hummed and nodded. She gave you a wink to which you took as an affirmative.

In any case you were going to need to be careful on these lessons. It'll just be you and that woman after all. There's no telling if she'll slip a knife between your spine or shoot you with the same gun she's teaching you to use. You can't trust her not unless Ruler herself comes down from the heavens and tells you that it's all clear.

Not only that but on the off chance that she's a Servant, meeting with Medb could trigger a fight and you didn't want that. At least not until you're sure you could nuke her to kingdom come. You should probably speak to Mr. Emiya about this in the event that you get jumped or kidnapped. There had to be something in it for that woman to go and teach you like this.

"You've got a lot in your mind. Here," Medb smiled as she leaned forward and had you her straw stick into your mouth. You winced in surprise before you frowned her way.

Taking a sip, you pulled back and coughed before sighing, "Right. Just try not to make a mess tomorrow."

"I won't ruin your private lesson. Sheesh. We're like best friends, right? I can watch out for you," Medb proudly said as she giggled.

"That doesn't really inspire confidence," you sighed as you shook your head.

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That evening you had a new safehouse courtesy of your Servant. It was another fancy building with the bachelor that once owned it sent off to live in a hotel of Medb's choosing. You're not going to question her anymore but she's at least making sure she's not kicking the guys she conned out in the cold.

You were out on the balcony while the Queen took her bath. She's not going to be out after an hour so you took this chance while she was out of your hair. You hummed as you had your phone out to call Mr. Emiya. He had to know what's up on your end in case you get jumped.

"Hello? This is Emiya. Miss Brie, good evening."

"It's me. Good evening too. There's been developments on my end that I'd like you to know," you explained as you looked down the street below.

"Oh did something happen? Is it dangerous?"

"It's uncertain but an individual that may be connected to a suspected Magus has made contact with me. It's Derrinsmith's Assistant or so she introduced herself," you continued as you heard the audible worry in Emiya's tone.

"Derrinsmith. Isn't he the candidate for the upcoming election? He's a Magus? How would you know?"

"Because... I may be related to him before my amnesia," you held back on admitting to your inhuman nature, "That's all I have for now."

"If that's the case then there's a high chance he's a Master. Stay cautious, Miss Brie. I'll contact Luvia to see what she knows about that man."

"Thanks. I'll be careful," you replied as you sighed. You perked up before asking, "What about you? Any luck on the Dead Apostles?"

"There have been incidents of corpses wandering the streets and attacking the people. The executioners have done their job and I'm helping but the Apostles are slowly ramping up their movements. It's only a matter of time before they act. They've laid baits for me to investigate, no doubt luring me into a trap. You be wary of them too."

"Got it. Remember I'm your ally. Call me when you need me," you told him before you heard the older man laugh.

"Understood. Thank you."

You hung up after that as you looked into the city. The next conflict was coming and it was coming in fast. You need to be ready for the coming storm. A whirl of conflict and death...

Ruler's not going to be happy about the mess.

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"So you did come. That's surprising," the woman said as she placed a hand on her hip.

You walked into the shooting range and found that it was just you and her again. You wondered if Medb made the cops stay clear of the place for the duration of your lesson.

"It'd be rude not to. Plus I'm grateful for your time," you replied with a polite smile. You held out your hand towards her, "I never got your name, Miss?"

"Sarah. Mr. Derrinsmith had some business in this place that needed overseeing. I came in his stead and it's taking too long. Consider this as me killing time," the woman replied as she shook your hand.

"I'm Brie. I have an uncle working for the department," you replied with a small smile. You crossed your arms and asked her, "So your Boss is a politician, huh? Must be rough."

"Technically it could be seen that he is my... Boss, as you would say it. However I see it as more of a temporary contract. It is my first time in such a role but it doesn't seem as distasteful as I first imagined it," Sarah replied as she smiled your way, "That man still has much to prove if he were to govern the masses."

You're not sure how to take that. But you could feel it there. Some manner of knowledge that could give you more clues. It was obvious that she gave you a false name...

"Still for now let us get started. We only have an hour or so, yes?" She said as she picked up the box on her feet, "I must report that the Armory clerk takes bribes too easily. But for now let us use what she had given me."

"You seem to fit the mentor role well. Were you a college teacher or something?" You asked as you took the box and placed it on a nearby table.

"Perhaps," Sarah smiled behind you. She walked to your side and picked up a gun, "How about this one?"

"A revolver?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Its frame is small enough to be handled by you. Not only that but you run a lower chance of breaking your wrists," Sarah advised you as she handed you it.

You held the gun and felt something pull inside your mind. Your hand shifted and practiced trigger discipline without you meaning to. You opened it up and started loading it before placing it down the table.

Putting on your earmuffs and glasses, you faced the targets while the woman behind you watched.

You raised your arms and fired.

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An hour later you felt like you were drained. You threaded the fine line of letting your autopilot guide you while manually firing the gun. It provided some less stellar results but it seemed that after what could be a hundred rounds, Sarah was satisfied.

You were sitting on your chair with a bunch of empty casings. A sigh left your lips before something cold touched your cheek and you yelped.

"Here. Drink this. You'll get hydrated again," Sarah advised as she gave you an energy drink.

"Do you do this all the time?" You asked as you opened the can.

"I have standards and you have potential. You'd make a fine fighter if you polished yourself," The woman noted as she sat across you and sipped her drink, "I assure you, you'll be a stronger girl for it once we are finished."

You're suddenly grateful that these lessons were only an hour long each. You're gonna have to do it again tomorrow? Your muscles were going to riot.

[] "I'll do my best, Teacher."
[] Whimper as if you're a kicked puppy."
[] Telepathy: "RIDER SAVE ME"
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