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Jangar, Khan of Bomba

Canal District, Opposite side of the Canal from the Cite


Lancer stood beside his Master within the confines of the bounded field, also staring across the canal at the location of Caster’s workshop. His civilian clothing from the previous night had been replaced by his robes and armour, signifying their change in priorities compared to their last excursion; his spear like an oversized novelty item was propped against his shoulder in a relaxed pose, though the Khan was ready to bring it to bear in an instant should the occupants of the museum show any signs of having noticed their presence.

“Attacking an enemy in their fortress is rarely a wise approach; the advantage goes to the defenders more often than not, unless you can catch them by surprise. That said, I am no stranger to assaulting strongholds; I had a slight reputation for doing so in my youth. If you give the order to attack I will follow your command and do my best to bring our enemies to a swift end.”

@ItMeGritty

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Cleo Forsberg

Latin District, Waiting


Ever the cautious one, Cleo had hidden herself within a bounded field as soon as she and Saber had arrived at the location of last night’s meeting; strangely enough she had chosen the location of Noon and Yazhu’s fight, an alleyway tucked in between two buildings, as her hiding place, though she had no idea that was the case. Regardless, Saber speaking out loud was probably enough for anyone listening in to realise she was here somewhere even if they didn’t know where exactly.

“If they died last night then that was their fate; we will have lost both an ally and an enemy and neither are that important given the scale of this conflict.” Seeing Saber wave at someone Cleo used her connection to the Paladin to see through his eyes for a moment, seeing further and sharper than ever before as she spied a figure standing atop the Pantheon some distance away. “If Ywain is dead then we have all the more reason to fear Archer.”

Saber had already said Archer was a bigger threat to them than either Ywain or that Lancer from last night. If he had managed to kill another Saber Servant, and an Arthurian Knight at that, then that meant their own chances of victory were low. “We’ll wait a while longer. If no one arrives then we’ll consider this alliance broken and go meet the Lancer and his Master.”

@ManyThings
Name: Ryuhei Takagi
Race: Human
Ki Color: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Power Level: 1365
Location: North Capital
Tag:@CaptainSully Open


Master Goichi stood up slowly, holding a hand to his stomach over the wound Dyce had left and moving with obvious care, and looked Korvus up and down. Whatever he saw in the cyborg he seemed to approve of as he reached out a hand for the young man to take, wordlessly consenting to being taken to the hospital.

The two disappeared a moment later, leaving Ryuhei feeling apprehensive as he waited. Though it was only a minute or two later when Korvus reappeared, without Goichi this time, it felt a lot longer to the impatient young man. “Was everything okay?” A small nod from the cyborg was all it took to calm his nerves, a small grin appearing on his face. “Alright then. Should we get going? I’d like to see this temple.”
Cleo Forsberg

Residential District/Breakfast Run


“You’re right. We’ll need to defeat all other Servants eventually, which means it’s important that the ones we allow to make it to the final battle are those that we can beat.” Cleo turned to look at the restaurant Ogier indicated, pausing for a moment to look through the window at the interior before moving towards the door and opening it. “As contradictory as it sounds we need to ally ourselves with people weaker than us, people who aren’t a threat to us.”

Once inside a waitress hurried over to them and led them to the table for two and left them with a pair of menus. Cleo idly opened hers up, barely paying attention to the words before her as her mind stayed focused on the conversation with Saber. “To side with the Caster and Knight who will make for a stronger alliance, or to side with the Eastern Lancer who we know we can kill with less difficulty if need be. It’s not an easy decision Saber, and the wrong choice means my death; or maybe both choices lead to death and what I decide is pointless. Either way I have until tonight to decide, so give me time to think in peace.”

The waitress came back to take their order and Cleo asked for a simple omelette and a glass of water; after taking Saber’s order as well the young woman left once again. “I will join you tonight; I should be present for any further negotiations, if only to put people at ease. I’m not strong though, Saber, not strong enough to defeat another Master in a fight. Combat is not my forte, so if anything happens I’ll need to rely on your protection.”

@ManyThings
Cleo Forsberg

Residential District/Breakfast Run


The streets of Paris were still busy even at this early hour, though not as populated as they would be in a few hours when all of the tourists had woken up. The people who passed her on the street were the ordinary denizens of the French city, people on their way to work or out to do some shopping; a few likely looking for a place to eat breakfast like herself.

The first night of the war had been eventful, to say the least, but not in the way Cleo had expected; two separate encounters with enemy servants on a night that was supposed to be about scouting rather than engaging, both of which led to offers of an alliance rather than deadly combat. It shouldn’t surprise her, joining forces with another Master to increase your chances of surviving until the end of the war and then fighting amongst your remaining allies was a smart strategy, certainly smarter than trying to go it alone; even so, the idea of putting your trust in someone you knew was planning on stabbing you in the back eventually, while you plotted the same against the, wasn’t particularly appealing. It didn’t look like Cleo had much of a choice however.

“What do you make of the Servants you met last night Saber?” The first thing she had done this morning was purchase some clothing for her Servant, something she had not been able to do last night when she wasn’t even sure what he would look like before summoning him. It allowed the pair to walk around Paris together, without the need for Saber to remain in his spirit form. “What is your opinion of them as a Paladin or Charlemagne?”

@ManyThings
Name: Ryuhei Takagi
Race: Human
Ki Color: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Power Level: 1365
Location: North Capital
Tag:@CaptainSully Open


Ryuhei ran towards the entrance of the dojo as soon as the pair touched the ground, jogging through the door past students carrying rubble out into the street and hurrying down familiar hallways towards the training room where he had last seen Master Goichi. When he reached it, he found Goichi still sitting where he had left him, the older martial artist already looking in his direction; no doubt the man had sensed their power levels approaching.

“You’re alive.” There was no expression on Master Goich’s face that showed he was surprised or pleased by this fact, just the same gruff exterior he always had. Nonetheless Ryuhei couldn’t help but grin as he heard the small hint of relief in his master’s voice.

“Yes.” Ryuhei walked forward and stopped in front of Goichi before giving a small bow of greeting. “You were right; I wasn’t the only one there to fight Dyce. In fact, I barely did anything before he was defeated.”

Goichi lowered his gaze to the floor and nodded. Just as he had expected Dyce much have been targeting a number of powerful individuals other than them and must have made a lot of enemies along the way; although he could defeat them one or two at a time, when everyone he had left alive grouped up to fight him he didn’t stand a chance.

“There was, ah, there was one casualty. Everyone else survived because of him.” Goichi raised his eyes back to Ryuhei only to find his student now looking at the floor, the young martial artist thinking back to the scene of the young man holding his master as he died.

“Who’s the other fighter you brought with you?”

“Ah.” Looking his master in the face again, embarrassed to have momentarily forgotten Korvus and his reason for coming here. “Someone from the battle. He’s here to take you to the hospital. Don’t argue! You’re hurt and everyone can handle the clean up without you.”

Master Goichi snapped his mouth shut, his objection quashed before he could even voice it. He rallied quickly however, and soon had another argument ready. “And what about your training?”

“There’s a temple to the north of here. One of the fighters is heading there and invited to rest of us to join him. Apparently it can make us all stronger and it might be useful to learn some new techniques; they were vital to defeating Dyce.”

“Hmm, fine. Let’s meet this friend of yours.”
Cleo watched the fight with ‘Lancer’ from behind Saber’s eyes, her head spinning as she tried to keep up with a fight between Servants from a Servant’s perspective. Every strike was a blur, every movement so fast she could barely comprehend it, yet both heroes fought with grace and skill that was beyond human.

“The fact that you are sure you can beat him if need be is enough; it means we don’t have to worry about him later. Ask them what they want; just because we’ve heard one offer tonight doesn’t mean we can’t hear others.”

@ManyThings
The suddenness of the gun shot that rang out across the field was enough for Akeno to spin her head in the direction of the petite Italian terror, but the effect it had on Yakkaimori was much more profound. The girl let out a high pitched scream that quickly drew Akeno’s attention back to her teammate; she was about to ask what was wrong when the smaller girl grabbed Akeno by the wrist and ran off.

Concerned and a little confused, Akeno let herself be dragged along without putting up any resistance as she was pulled over towards Goudo-sensei and the box of ribbons and then pulled again over to Azukina. It was clear that the loud noise had bothered Yakkaimori and it only took a quick look at her ears to realise why; if she really did have abilities similar to a bat then her mutation surely gave her high sensitive hearing to be able to echolocate. Even her eyes seemed a little clouded over as she shook her head and cleared her throat, the loud noise probably having a similar disorienting effect that something like a flashbang had on someone with normal hearing.

Akeno waited until Yakkaimori recovered before saying anything, in case any more noise aggravated her already damaged ears. When she had recovered and suggested explaining their Quirk’s to each other, Akeno raised an eyebrow at the wording used but listened carefully to what was said nonetheless before giving her own explanation. “Well, what I showed in my demonstration is pretty much it. I can heat up my body to about 60 degrees; it’s enough to burn someone but not right away and if I use it for too long I overheat. It won’t be very useful here I’m afraid, but I’ll do my best to help anyway.”

@tobiax@Delta44
Is this RP going to have a discord?
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