[IC] Fate/Kaleid: Shatter Prisma

[The Irish Tree]

@Etranger@Suku@Guess Who

The Exiled Heirs/Loose Ends

The old man sitting before them seemed jovial once a hand was extended, giving Philip a firm shake and a smile, suddenly producing two cups from the palm of his other hand, giving a kind of "friendly grandpa" smile to Marie. "Well, since you two came all the way here, how about some tea? Made myself a pot, but it seems like a waste to just let it go cold," he offered already filling up the cups after letting go of Philip's hand, refilling his own while he was at it. The smell of raspberry's drifted out of the three white cups, the faintest hint of steam pushing out the top of the cups, indicating that it was still warm. Leaving the three, Seamus went to go take care of business elsewhere. Not that he was needed for the explanation, anyways.

"I know that I have a lot of explaining to do, but first, I'd like to wait for the two of you to meet one of our top agents, who's also a Card Master. I'm glad that you took us up on our offer though. Better to have friends than enemies." he said, nursing his drink with a small sip. "Ah, but I'm being rude. I'm Matias Ansgar, and this is the company the Clock Tower stuck me in."

After literally leaving it at that, Matias went back to throwing darts at the board, seeming to have gotten more from nowhere. This...seemed to be a hobby of his.

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Sajan was quickly approached by a team of paramedics, as well as a nearby Muninn employee directing them. It seemed that they definitely valued him being alive, judging from the way they were scrambling to save his life from the precipice of death. Sajan wouldn't be left in the dark however as Miller was quick to respond. "We'll take care of cleanup and extraction of the prisoners. Good work Sajan. If you're hurt anywhere, make sure to let the medical staff know. Healing magic is a lot harder on yourself than others...or so I've been told, at least."

Abigail Miller, the strangely knowledgeable non-magus flung into a shadow war for humanity's survival. While Sajan wouldn't know all that much about her, save for her apparent talents given that she'd risen to what was close to an executive position in a lucrative company. It seemed like an awful lot of responsibility to juggle along with giving orders to Muninn's field workers and Card masters.

Regardless, the woman spoke once again: "The Director wants to talk to you personally...it seems he has guests he wants you to meet. Oh, and don't forget to bring the Class Card in for examination. I'll buy you coffee later, okay? Next time, I'll make sure our info is accurate." Despite her failures, she definitely seemed to want to make it up to Sajan, having apparently forgotten to call her "Agent Lastname". She didn't even really know if Sajan liked coffee, it just kinda seemed like the responsible thing to do beyond a half-assed over the phone apology. Regardless, Sajan was free to return at her own pace after making sure any potential injuries or burns she suffered were treated. The staff were already taking care of arresting the two, having pulled the Black Knight's accomplice out of Sajan's car.

Case Closed. Time: 11:36 AM, July 19th

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When she would return though, and enter the director's office, she'd see the Director at his usual game of darts despite the mountain of paperwork on his desk that seemed, purely on previous events, unfinished. As well, she would see the two much younger people in the room, one with Ice Blue hair, and one with Fiery Red hair...both radiating the mana of a Card Master. Well, it certainly looked like her workload was about to decrease greatly. "Hey, Sajan, go ahead and take a seat, I've got a lot of explaining to do here."

@Enkryption

RUN SEAMUS RUN!

Watching out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the girl diving into the sewer water. Well...that threw plan A out the window. However, judging from the hissing and the scales, he couldn't help but assume that whatever Spirit was within that card, it certainly must have ties to dragons or serpents. Medusa...? No, the name Anchin sounded Eastern. Some sort of Japanese spirit was the easiest for him to discern from the attire, but the rest was left a mystery. Usually confident in his ability to try and discern someone's Heroic Spirit, Seamus was flatly stumped before thinking quickly of how to turn this to his advantage. Hurriedly running away down the sewer passage, Seamus dipped his right glove into the water, whispering: "Take shape, Eisdecke." as the mental image of a crack forming in an icecube passed in his mind, the water beneath him suddenly snapping to cold, as if all the heat was sucked out of it. Knowing for certain that that'd pose no threat at all to a servant.

As such, he took a deep breath before pressing his palm to the sheets of ice, Reinforcing them as prana flowed through them, hardening each individual layer of the ice into being harder than steel. Continuing to run along the side of the passages of the sewer, Seamus finally got through to Miller, cutting her off immediately. "Abigail, I'm in deep. A girl is chasing me with a Class Card, some sort of Japanese Berserker. Currently in the sewers in the upper part of town...I need Rider, stat."

"R-Right, Rider is already out on the town, so I'll tell her to head in to pick you up."

With that coming in, Seamus was at least reassured in the possibility of escaping death by snoo snoo with an underage snake girl chasing him, hoping that she wasn't able to break through his Mystic Code's ice.

[Enkryption]

"Gggraaawwhhh!!!" Ophelia roared, slamming her fists into the layered wall; caving it in, little by little, as the environment froze around her. As the heat slipped away, and the chill settled in, the flames of her passion whipped up steam that was freezing cold... 'It's cold. I'm cold. I hate the cold.' realized the enraged brunette, slowing her attacks, and dragging her claws down the half-smashed wall. ~Ignore it! Anchin is escaping!~ Kiyohime says, with a sense of urgency, as Ophelia was stopping. "Grrrr...." she growled, and stood back up, shaking. Suddenly, her right hand slammed into her knee, buckling her in place, and curled around her knee. "Grrraaahh!!" she roared, before slamming into both knees, and slamming her fist into the iced over liquid. "Rrraahh!! Grraaa!!! Aaanncchhii--!!!"

In a burst of fire and might, Ophelia smahed through the ice, and splashed into the sewage. Hastily, she grabbed the lip of the hole she made, and Kiyohime's transformation retreated. Crawling out of the hole, Ophelia shivered on hand-and-knee from the combination of putrid waste and frozen water; immediately, her body commanded a safety purge, and her stomach emptied beneath her. Shaking, she raised a fist, and punched down; Kiyohime's card taking the impact. "Next time..." she groaned, "...you'll burn." Kiyohime huffed, unimpressed, and unamused. ~I'm covered in sewage and your vomit. I'd rather burn at this point.~ she says.

Ophelia narrowed her eyes, and retrieved her flour sack from her back pocket. Lifting Kiyohime's card, she dropped it into the bag, and dipped it into the sewage, before taking a whiff. ~What are you doing!? Kiyohime asks, before Ophelia gagged, and threw up into the bag. ~YOU VILE HUMAN!!!~ she roared, as Ophelia tied shut the fetid bag off. "Don't cross me again," Ophelia snarled, rising to her feet, "You are powerful, only through me. You'll stay in that bag, in that state, until I feel clean... Until then, scream in your impotent rage, and suffer your Empress's wrath."

~A victory in your favor, if only small, my Empress. You can only mete out such a punishment in such a situation. Obedience cannot be gained, like this, but, so many times.~ Lucius lectured, resuming his advisor position. "It won't happen again, my Primipilus..." Ophelia says, holding her stomach. "I need to tend to my wounds, fatigue, and find a hiding place. Surely, that man is not without backup," she says, logically, "If he thinks I'm still Kiyohime chasing him, as I was, he won't suspect I've regained myself, and left." Lucius hummed in agreement, and fell onto a thinking silence. ~In times of mine, one such place to be lain away in silence would be a brothel or a house of drink. However, on of your age couldn't stay in such places safely.~ he said, after a time. Ophelia paused, using Lucius's shield to bash down a service entrance door. "I can... in a sense..." she huffed, tired as sin from her cold. "In this day and age, we call such places," she looked down the road, "Motels."

~Such a small place, easy to defense, to react, to escape.~ Lucius says. "And, hot enough water..." Ophelia says, staggering to it. Upon reaching it, ducking various questions, and fronting twice the yen for a week's stay in the room of her choice, Ophelia found herself siting under a screaming showerhead that pumped out water that was, surprisingly, hot. In her hands, she held Lucius's and Kiyohime's cards, and let the water clean them off -- Kiyohime was only spared a night in the toilet, because, Lucius assured Ophelia he would step in, if Kiyohime stepped out of line. Needless to say, the love-lusting serpent was pissed, but, fell in line.

"Hopefully, this all blows over in the week," Ophelia says. "Paid in cash, so no credit trail. Convenience stores a quick hop out the window," she details, "so, we are able to eat and sleep without worrying about that man popping in. If he does, though, we can rabbit easily enough with forewarning." Kiyohime huffed, ~ You sound like you're pretty competent at this.~ Ophelia smirked, and lied back in the shower, letting the tub fill with water. "Even us rich girls have our rebellion period," she says, twisting the taps off with her feet, "I'm practiced, we'll say. Now, time for a nap before tonight's shopping for a week's convenience feast."

~Goodnight, Empress.~ Lucius says. Kiyohime hissed, but, held her tongue. ~Rest yourself, Kiyohime. This is an alliance. Follow, my Empress, and fortune will follow you.~ Kiyohime scoffed, ~I will admit, she overcame me better than my last Master... Perhaps...~

Ophelia groaned, "Sleeeepp please..." before passing out; Lucius and Kiyohime falling silent.

@The Irish Tree

[Etranger]

"Alright. Talk to you later." Sajan left off her conversation with Miller before hanging up. While she wasn't about to turn down the offer of coffee, she did think it was hardly necessary to make anything up to her personally. Still, it would probably just make Abigail feel bad to be pointlessly pedantic over such a thing. More importantly, it seemed she had a date with the director to keep, so she wasted no time getting into her now empty car and heading off.

She did not immediately race into the director's office, however, as while she hadn't gotten too banged up in the fighting, she had certainly been around enough smoke and fire, as well as having sweated aplenty, to warrant a good wash. When she was done, she was naturally back in her suit, looking quite prim and proper for her meeting. Upon entering the director's office, she was immediately greeted with the sight of two fresh faces. It was hardly difficult to tell that they were both card masters as well. Was the director on a recruitment drive, perhaps? One thing of note was that one of them actually looked a bit Japanese. This was noteworthy because in spite of them being located in Japan, Sajan had met strangely few Japanese people while working with the Muninn foundation. The director was not Japanese, neither was Abigail, and certainly Sajan herself was not Japanese. Heck, even the two people she had just apprehended were not Japanese.

In any case, Sajan joined the group, giving a small wave to the newcomers, and prepared to listen to what the director had to say.

@The Irish Tree@Suku@Guess Who

[Suku]

Marie kept quiet as she waited for the director it was clear that they were going to get some kind of explanation but beyond that she wasnt sure. Still she supposed considering the circumstances a explanation on who they was needed considering they knew of the class cards and the like she was sure they were part of the Clock tower or Atlas. Which was the big question and either way she looked at it the situation was definately bigger than she and Fran thought it was at first. Hopefully she hadn't gotten herself involved with designation holders or the like she really hoped that wasn't case. Though right now there was little she could do but sit and wait for the explanation that was promised.

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