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Next vote is coming up Monday. But here are some things to work off of.
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"Ayako has damaged her arm, but it will be simple enough to fix. Though that Ophelia woman seems rather distraught at Kadoc's death." Medea says after a few moments, then she points at you, then points at the floor. "
Sit."
"I don-"
Hands on your shoulder pushing you down, and a witch an inch from your face. "You will sit when I tell you to sit. We are not near done with this and I will not have you charging into the darkness in some valiant attempt at heroism."
You sit, not pouting. "My attempts have all been rather succes-"
You find yourself unable to talk as Ayako has clamped her mouth shut with her fingers. The magical-girl-in-training plopped down beside you by Circe, looking rather annoyed. Ayako, that is, Circe looked highly amused.
"Shut it." Ayako warns.
You roll your eyes as Medea begins to move her hands over you, a faint red mark still visible on her face from Taiga's slap.
"Ow!" Ayako yelps, and you look to the side to see Sakura helping hold her arm out straight, your girlfriend wincing.
"Sorry…" Sakura says quietly.
"Don't apologize girl." Circe chides. "The patient is just being whiny."
"My arm is broken!" Ayako growls.
"And yet you still have it after fighting Morgan Le Fay. Consider yourself a blessed girl." Circe teases.
"
Really blessed." Fujimaru says, the woman walking over. Besides some scratches on her clothes she seemed unharmed, same for Shielder walking just behind and to her left. "Morgan's a pain in the ass to fight… don't ask me how I know." She smiles, it's the kind of smile you use from time to time to take the edge off. "Least it wasn't six of her at once. That wasn't a fun…" She crosses her arms and looks to the side. "How long were we there Mash?"
"Sixteen days and five hours." Shielder dutifully replies.
"Yeah that." Fujimaru says, then her eyes narrow and she looks across the room. "Ophelia, come here please."
Hesitant steps, followed by the clank of armor, and walking past you you see Ophelia, one hand raised up and closed in a fist. The knight just beside her, helmet removed to reveal a sweat covered, grinning face as he sets his gigantic palm down on his lithe master's shoulder. "... Yes?"
Fujimaru stares at the woman for a moment, then smiles. "Thanks for the help. But I'm going to need something from you."
Ophelia hesitates for a moment, her hand moving up to her wrapped ey-
"No, keep it." Fujimaru says. "Save it for when it's actually important. What I
care about is getting jumped by Morgan le Fay being the bouncer. You were here for a while. What are we expecting up ahead?"
"I… I don't know any… names or anything." Ophelia says, her tone managing to be both nervous
and apologetic.
"I know plenty of servants," Fujimaru replies. "Give me descriptions, what they look like, what they
did. It'll at least give us something to work off of."
"Alright…" Ophelia says, then swallows. "I suppose… Well, the person closest to Oberon was Reines, Reines El-Melloi Archisorte. She was always by his side, so I don't expect we'll be running into her anytime soon… "
"I don't like her." Illya's voice interrupts.
Ophelia blinks, and looks to the small girl. "What?"
"She's stuck up." Illya continues.
"Agreed." Fujimaru says. "Ophelia, who's her servant?"
"A middle-eastern man. I don't know… who he is. But he dresses like he came from the time of the Crusades. The church tried to… stop all of this, and he took great pleasure in killing them all."
Fujimaru crosses her arms. "Alright, next?"
"Flauros… Flauros summoned a very panicked man. He was… American, I think? I didn't hear him speak much, he spent most of his time screaming and drawing strange marks on the wall… twigs kind of… By the time I saw him he was barely there, his eyes were completely blacked over and he had too many shadows."
"... Not ringing any bells. Phantom is a bit of a weirdo but he's French." Fujimaru says, cupping her chin with her hand.
"Does… that mean that he's weird because he's French? Or that it can't be him
because he's French." Ayako asks.
"Yes." Fujimaru replies. "France is full of dragons and clones."
"I'm not… sure how to respond to that." Ayako replies.
"It is a whimsical place." Circe says airily. "Though I much preferred it in the old days."
"Flat summoned a man with green hair. He didn't speak much either, but Flat was following along with Oberon almost immediately… whenever they did the servants changed a bit. They grew… twisted. I suppose. Nothing was really noteworthy about him besides the fact that he had a sling-"
"David." Fujimaru interrupts. "That's David, King of Israel."
"David? Truly?" the knight by Ophelia's side asks.
Fujimaru nods. "Yeah, he's not particularly
powerful but his noble phantasm is a bit of a problem."
"I shall look forward to freeing him from this vile influence." The knight says solemnly. "Ophelia, if we run into this man, stay behind me. He is known for his… proclivities."
"Um… alright?"
"Next?" Fujimaru asks.
"Svin… I'm not really sure. His servant was a tall man with red hair. But he was covered in a black cloak and had a white mask. I never heard him speak once."
"Any sight of his weapon?" Fujimaru asks.
"No… I never saw it." Ophelia says. "Sorry, but that's all I know. As for Luvia… I… I never actually
saw it. I only heard it. Wolves howling, something laughing and… children singing songs. I haven't seen Luvia in a long while now. She disappeared, the wing she was in became impossibly dark, I could hear her… screaming, at times. But… I didn't see anything. It was all darkness."
"Could be a fucked up Nursery Rhyme." Fujimaru says. "But doesn't really sound like her. She never liked those kinds of stories."
"Lobo?" Mash offers.
Fujimaru shrugs. "Maybe." Then she looks back at Ophelia. "Was that everybody?"
Ophelia nods her head.
"Alright," she then looks at you. "We're wandering in half-blind, in a place filled with magical traps and defenses. Every servant is likely hostile and everyone is likely batshit crazy." She grins. "Fairly normal."
"We would best be careful then." Archer comments, looking towards the door out of the grand lobby.
"You always say that." Fujimaru replies. "Shirou, you good?"
You look at Medea, who glares at you, then nod. "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's get moving."
"My arm is still being un-broken." Ayako growls.
"... We can wait a few minutes."
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One command seal remains for Mordred, two for Medea.
Present-
Taiga, with Mata Hari
Sakura, with Archer
Shirou, with Medea, Circe (Not a servant), and Mordred
Ayako, with Ruby
Fujimaru, with Shielder, Shadow Servants, and Luke
Ophelia, with an unknown Saber.
Illya, with Rider.
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Present within the tower.
[Assassin - Alive]
[Caster - Dead]
[Archer - Alive]
[Lancer - Alive]
[Berserker - Alive]
[Rider - Alive]
