Fate/Off the Rails (and onto hiatus again)

[X] Offer to cure Hakuno

I didn't see why I couldn't. I mean, I (I think?) am Medea after all. It shouldn't be all that hard to pull off. Although the tricky part is actually getting them to agree to me helping them, that or they'll stab me in the back. I'll still probably do it, because making dumb decisions is what I do best apparently.

Dispelling my presence concealment, I walked over to a nearbty bench and sat down. Clearing my throat I called out, "hey, if there's anyone interested in magical cures, Assassin's your gal!" I sat there for a while. I wondered what Lancer's thinking, maybe she's nodding her head in approval or maybe she thinking of several escape plans to bail me out of the possible shit storm I may be brewing.

What I did not expect was a young girl clad in blue with pale skin and blonde hair to appear next to me on the bench. She had a dignified air around her, short hair held with a black bow and a long flowing black scarf that flowed in the wind. "I heard you had cure for my master. What proof do you have of such claim, Assassin?"

Raising an eyebrow at her I asked, "and you are?"

"You may call me Saber."


"Saber you say..." Well, suddenly things went from shit to deeper shit.

"You say my name as if it surprises you. Why is that?"

"Because I had met another Saber, or so I thought."

The girl kept a straight face the entire time. Her word had an unpassionated but professional tone. "You don't say? Could that supposed Saber be a fake of sorts?"

"How do I know you're not a fake Saber yourself?"

"How do I know that your supposed cure is not poison, Assassin?"

"Point, point." I gave a shrug. "It's really hard to trust someone when you're embroiled in a bloody battle for an all powerful wishing device."

"I concur." She simply said. "I'll keep that proposal of yours in mind, but I'll be watching you. Children do make shockingly great killers after all..." She disapated from my sight.

I sat there for a while. "At least I tried," I said to myself, going once more into my presence concealment.

It was another half an hour before Rin had come out with Shirou following just right behind. She was fuming, face red as she stomped out of the courtyard and into the street, Shirou doing everything he can to calm the angry magus. I sighed to myself, a servant's work is never done.

After the two masters have gotten a good distance away from the church, I spoke into the mind of Rin. "Hey, master? You feeling okay?"

"Stupid priest and his stupid contacts, WHY CAN'T THIS WAR GET ANYTHING STRAIGHT?!" Stalking up to a tree just out of sight and ear of any outsider, she started to kick it repeatedly as it shook from each impact. I could feel the prana pulsate from her legs.

Seeing as she's clearly too deep in her anger to hear me, I floated over to Shirou before reappearing. "So, what's gotten her all worked up this time?"

With his good hand, he scratched the back of his head as he did his best to recall what had transpired. "Well... As far as I can tell, there are only supposed to be seven servants in all right? Well she just found out that there seems to be more servants than there are supposed to be and well... you see the results. That and something about another Berseker running around. So tell me," his eyes took on a more serious look. "How bad do you think this is?"

[X] Well I can swear by the gods that this entire war has gone down to depths that even a rabbit with a pocket watch woundn't go to.

[X] Can you please elaborate on that part with the Berserker?

[X] Huh, funny. Just met a servant to claims to be a Saber.

[X] Write in.