Delays
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
[] Call again. You need advice and she's the best damned Magus you can get ahold of now. Scarred Red... That Puppet Maker.
She hung up on you.
You hissed under your breath and dialed again and listened for the ring. It didn't even get to finish ringing when someone answered on the other end.
"What?"
"I need your help. Now before you hang up on me, I would like to apologize," you quickly told her over the phone.
"... The prideful young heir of the Luctworth apologizing? Hell must have frozen over. If I recall correctly your ego is as big as that decrepit old man you call your grandfather."
"You gave me this number for a reason... Do you remember our conversation several months ago?" You asked her in a low tone.
"I vaguely recall. About how one of my pet projects was so conveniently taken from under my nose and how your grandfather was involved. A Holy Grail War which occurred but was wiped from the memories of those not directly involved."
"Well, your Doll is loose in the city. If you help me, I can get it back-" you offered but you were cut off.
Aozaki Touko spoke in a steely voice, "The secrets within that Doll is already cracked and pried open. The Luctworth had several months to study that body. If they're fielding that Doll, then that means they don't need it anymore. Sending it to kill you would be the last thing they have in store for it."
"But I know you're a petty enough woman to try and get back at them," you pointed out as you leaned on your seat, "Face it, there's that itch you don't want to acknowledge. You were outplayed and outsmarted and you were none the wiser."
"Boy. You better watch your tone."
"But you have the chance. Help me and I'll burn them to the ground. That's always been my goal. All you have to do is give me advice and you'll have the pleasure of watching that old man in his throne choke with my hand around his neck. And you won't have to lift a finger," you explained as you closed your eyes while composing yourself.
".... Very well. Make it quick. This call could be traced and I just settled down somewhere nice."
"How much do you know about Servants?" You asked her with a frown.
"Enough. Heroic Spirits are fleeting familiars summoned in Holy Grail Wars to do battle for their Masters. Their bodies are rather interesting if I may admit. Whereas vessels are normally needed to contain them, there are times when said vessels are forgone. Why ask?"
"My Servant has been struck by some manner of poison. I've done my best in cleansing her body but there still lingers some poison throughout her system. Not only that but I managed to trace the damage all the way to her Spirits Origin," you explained as you glanced at Assassin, "I... I'm at a loss."
"Well, Servants should have natural healing properties to regenerate from combat. Not unless struck by Noble Phantasms with adverse effects, your Servant should heal with enough magical energy given to her. I may be a Grand, boy, but there's little I could offer on this subject."
"I'll take what you have," you replied with a grim tone.
"Well, the Einzberns would be better versed in this subject but if the problem has been resolved physically i.e. the poison has been held back, perhaps the problem resides on a more spiritual state. This is only confirmed by your tracing of the damage on her Spirit Origin, yes?"
"What are you trying to say?" You asked her with a frown.
"I'm saying that while the lingering poison is a danger, it's not that your Servant couldn't wake up but she doesn't want to. Either that or something else is preventing her from awakening. Being an entity of magical energy, her body is susceptible to changes in her Spirit Origin."
Chiyome... Doesn't want to wake up? You glanced at your Servant as she laid fast asleep. You watched her chest rise and fall through her gentle breathing as you grimaced.
You recalled the Dream Cycles reflecting Assassin's past and her inner turmoils. Had this pushed her over the edge? You felt your insides turn at the thought before Touko's voice brought you back.
"I have some contacts I can consult. Talk to me again in a day. You should be able to stay alive for that long, right?"
"I should. Thanks," you replied as you nodded.
"Good. I'll contact you through my own means. This number won't be used again."
Aozaki Touko hung up and you were left in silence. You glanced at your Servant as she slept while you sat near her. Things weren't getting easier for you, huh?
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You got out of your room in the morning having spent the night watching over Assassin. You found Luvia having her tea while Sakura worked on the kitchen. There was no sign of Ayumi or Miyu nearby so it was still fairly early in the morning.
"Mr. Derrinsmith, good morning," Sakura greeted you as she set down breakfast.
"You haven't eaten last night. Have you figured things out?" Luvia asked you while sat on the table.
"A little but it would take time. Time I don't have. Tonight's the defense," you pointed out with a grim look.
"With Assassin out of commission, there goes half our combat strength. If our enemies attack tonight we'll be in big trouble," Luvia noted as she sipped her tea.
"We can handle it," Sakura said as she set down her pan.
"Sakura?" Luvia frowned her way.
"It's only for tonight, Luvia. We can defend Miyu by ourselves. Mr. Derrinsmith, you can continue looking after Assassin. You don't have to worry about us," Sakura said as she met your gaze.
"You seem so sure about this," you frowned her way.
"I am," The Matou replied with a look of determination.
[] No, you'll go with them. They'll need all the help they could get, especially with Minerva lurking around.
[] Write in...
She hung up on you.
You hissed under your breath and dialed again and listened for the ring. It didn't even get to finish ringing when someone answered on the other end.
"What?"
"I need your help. Now before you hang up on me, I would like to apologize," you quickly told her over the phone.
"... The prideful young heir of the Luctworth apologizing? Hell must have frozen over. If I recall correctly your ego is as big as that decrepit old man you call your grandfather."
"You gave me this number for a reason... Do you remember our conversation several months ago?" You asked her in a low tone.
"I vaguely recall. About how one of my pet projects was so conveniently taken from under my nose and how your grandfather was involved. A Holy Grail War which occurred but was wiped from the memories of those not directly involved."
"Well, your Doll is loose in the city. If you help me, I can get it back-" you offered but you were cut off.
Aozaki Touko spoke in a steely voice, "The secrets within that Doll is already cracked and pried open. The Luctworth had several months to study that body. If they're fielding that Doll, then that means they don't need it anymore. Sending it to kill you would be the last thing they have in store for it."
"But I know you're a petty enough woman to try and get back at them," you pointed out as you leaned on your seat, "Face it, there's that itch you don't want to acknowledge. You were outplayed and outsmarted and you were none the wiser."
"Boy. You better watch your tone."
"But you have the chance. Help me and I'll burn them to the ground. That's always been my goal. All you have to do is give me advice and you'll have the pleasure of watching that old man in his throne choke with my hand around his neck. And you won't have to lift a finger," you explained as you closed your eyes while composing yourself.
".... Very well. Make it quick. This call could be traced and I just settled down somewhere nice."
"How much do you know about Servants?" You asked her with a frown.
"Enough. Heroic Spirits are fleeting familiars summoned in Holy Grail Wars to do battle for their Masters. Their bodies are rather interesting if I may admit. Whereas vessels are normally needed to contain them, there are times when said vessels are forgone. Why ask?"
"My Servant has been struck by some manner of poison. I've done my best in cleansing her body but there still lingers some poison throughout her system. Not only that but I managed to trace the damage all the way to her Spirits Origin," you explained as you glanced at Assassin, "I... I'm at a loss."
"Well, Servants should have natural healing properties to regenerate from combat. Not unless struck by Noble Phantasms with adverse effects, your Servant should heal with enough magical energy given to her. I may be a Grand, boy, but there's little I could offer on this subject."
"I'll take what you have," you replied with a grim tone.
"Well, the Einzberns would be better versed in this subject but if the problem has been resolved physically i.e. the poison has been held back, perhaps the problem resides on a more spiritual state. This is only confirmed by your tracing of the damage on her Spirit Origin, yes?"
"What are you trying to say?" You asked her with a frown.
"I'm saying that while the lingering poison is a danger, it's not that your Servant couldn't wake up but she doesn't want to. Either that or something else is preventing her from awakening. Being an entity of magical energy, her body is susceptible to changes in her Spirit Origin."
Chiyome... Doesn't want to wake up? You glanced at your Servant as she laid fast asleep. You watched her chest rise and fall through her gentle breathing as you grimaced.
You recalled the Dream Cycles reflecting Assassin's past and her inner turmoils. Had this pushed her over the edge? You felt your insides turn at the thought before Touko's voice brought you back.
"I have some contacts I can consult. Talk to me again in a day. You should be able to stay alive for that long, right?"
"I should. Thanks," you replied as you nodded.
"Good. I'll contact you through my own means. This number won't be used again."
Aozaki Touko hung up and you were left in silence. You glanced at your Servant as she slept while you sat near her. Things weren't getting easier for you, huh?
......
.....
....
You got out of your room in the morning having spent the night watching over Assassin. You found Luvia having her tea while Sakura worked on the kitchen. There was no sign of Ayumi or Miyu nearby so it was still fairly early in the morning.
"Mr. Derrinsmith, good morning," Sakura greeted you as she set down breakfast.
"You haven't eaten last night. Have you figured things out?" Luvia asked you while sat on the table.
"A little but it would take time. Time I don't have. Tonight's the defense," you pointed out with a grim look.
"With Assassin out of commission, there goes half our combat strength. If our enemies attack tonight we'll be in big trouble," Luvia noted as she sipped her tea.
"We can handle it," Sakura said as she set down her pan.
"Sakura?" Luvia frowned her way.
"It's only for tonight, Luvia. We can defend Miyu by ourselves. Mr. Derrinsmith, you can continue looking after Assassin. You don't have to worry about us," Sakura said as she met your gaze.
"You seem so sure about this," you frowned her way.
"I am," The Matou replied with a look of determination.
Delays
[] Let the Lancer faction defend Miyu by themselves. You can keep working in figuring out Assassin's ailment on your own.
[] No, you'll go with them. They'll need all the help they could get, especially with Minerva lurking around.
[] Write in...