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Before I work on any applications, may I ask which (if any) Lancer ideas on this list would be acceptable?
- Lancer of Eight Flowers (Nagao Kagetora)
- Li Shuwen (Old)
- Brynhildr
- Fionn mac Cumhaill
- Gareth
- Achilles
- Tomoe Gozen
- Elizabeth Bathory

I look forward to seeing them! I'll add both your claims to the list, though everyone should mind this isn't first-come.


May I ask how you are planning to choose characters, then? At any rate, I suppose I would like to give Lancer a try if it's available.
There we go.

I'll reply with Othis after Quinn and Mordred move since they were going to Nakano first. Or maybe by the next weekend at most. Whatever happens first.
The last couple of days had been an interesting experience for Assassin. Being summoned to a Holy Grail War without any specific directions, in the 21st century Japan wasn't something he expected to ever go through.

The world had evolved a lot ever since his death. It was interesting to see the fruits of the current society. However, one thing didn't change.

No matter where he went, he never found someone capable of defeating him.

Even when Assassin spent the past two days holding himself back to a 'human' level, none of the yakuza his Master seemed decided to round up could get anywhere close to harming him in hand to hand combat. One would think that in a country were the usage of firearms was so limited even criminals had a hard time getting their hand on them, there would be thugs better at martial arts but even those who seemed to know a thing or two about them ever succeeded in landing a strike on Assassin. Naturally, any who met his fist would find death in one punch. It was really worth sighing.

By the second day, Assassin had already changed from being merely a fist to dispose of his Master's enemies and began training some of the yakuza thugs who showed promise in the martial arts. Without a doubt, his younger self wouldn't tire of beating down these thugs, but in his current age, Assassin was more of a teacher than a fighter. Even if it was just as a pastime, he felt like doing it while not on duty.

On the evening of the second day, they finally caught a lead of the reason behind this strange Holy Grail War. Or should it be said that the lead caught them? Nevertheless, the order didn't matter and soon enough Assassin would find himself exiting the same train as his Master. Anyone who looked at him would see, or feel nothing other than the serene aura of a calm, old man. Thanks to his Sphere Boundary, Assassin was able to cast as much of his presence as he felt like, but at the same time, he would be able to notice any other Servants nearby with ease. It could be said that when it came to reconnaissance, their duo had a massive advantage.

"I sense no Servants at the very least. However, the air feels heavier in that direction. I could investigate further if that's what your command," Assassin answered his Master's question while looking towards the crossing.
"Ehh? Seems like we are on our own," Clair said as she noticed that none of the rest of the group followed Rose and her into the theater, or at least those who did back away almost as soon as they entered.

"Well, this isn't theft. We are looking for research material," Clair said to Rose as they looked around. "Anyway, this is stuff is a little too big to take right now, maybe we should look around the backstage, I guess? Waa—!" she added. However, before they could act on that idea, a huge thing lunged on them.

"What in the world?" Clair said as she recovered from the impact, after being launched halfway across the room. "Woah, where did this thing come from—" She tried to say as she dodged out of the way of the follow-up attack.

A dodge roll later, Clair was back to her feet. She twirled her blade shooting a round of star shots at the snake's eyes. "That's a good time to use any cool tricks you might have up your sleeve, Cap," she said to Rose as she tried to dance around the snake, looking for a way out.

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Victoire swore she would burst a vein if she wasn't dead already. The more time passed, the more pests gathered before her. Before she could even finish dealing with Riku three others burst into her throne room. How that even made sense was beyond her since the rest of their group was less than halfway through the castle while her chambers were located on the highest possible spire.

Nevertheless, now wasn't the time to dwell on details. In fact, Victoire thought that she might as well turn this into an opportunity to get some quality entertainment.

"Well well, seems like your work has been made easier, Miss Exorcist," Victoire said as a fanged grin came to her face. "In fact, it seems like all of you are after the same thing. If that's the case, why don't you fight between yourselves and find out who's the real thief here, huh? I don't care who wins as long as I recover what rightfully belongs to me."

"Go on, don't hold yourselves back on my account," she said as she practically sicced the girls on one another, not even bothering to address the barrage of questions thrown at her just a moment ago.

As expected, the one waiting for the Hunters at the meeting room was none other than Mako. While it was unlike she would be the one relaying whatever message the DHA had for them, nonetheless she was there before the Japanese branch's leader as always.

"Welcome, please have a seat. Tonight's meeting will be about the future of our operations. Since we got so much new blood, it seems that the director decided to organize you into teams. He'll be here to explain everything in a few moments," she said to anyone who asked. "While you wait, you can have some refreshments if you feel so inclined," Mako added as she pointed to a table at the corner of the room with green tea and rice crackers.

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Meanwhile, it seemed that more and more being gathered at the bar answering the alluring call of the stones. The place was literally filled with the shadows that echoed the darkness of its occupants' hearts, or at least they probably did for a being in particular who stood at a particularly dim-lit corner.

It was possible that the human between them would be unable to see little more than a nondescript shade peering back at her with a strangely amused stare. However, the other demons would be able to distinguish the appearance of the seemingly highschool-aged girl with thick dark hair and crimson eyes staring back at them.

The girl with a snake-like aura didn't say a word or made any sound, even her breathing was entirely soundless. In fact, even her presence, or lack of thereof, was entirely strange, like staring into a deep dark void. Nevertheless, it was pretty clear she wasn't the one who called all the demons here, just one more of their kin answering to the stones.

Whoever, or whatever, was behind this unexpected gathering had yet to reveal themselves.

I suppose I'll have something up around this weekend at most, then.
No problem here
"That's what every thief says," Victoire replied when Riku denied the charges against her. A thief who confessed to their skulduggery was hardly worth their stolen slat, after all. Nevertheless, she allowed the dark-haired girl to continue if only to entertain herself for an ephemeral moment.

"Never mind them. You don't seem to be much of an exorcist to me. You're terribly lacking in hallowed apparel," Victoire said as she scrutinized the thief-in-denial with her crimson gaze after dismissing the issue of the gargoyles.

"Oh, I assure you I got many more enemies among the living than the dead. Nevertheless, suppose I believe you for a moment. How do you intend to go about your proposed business?" The vampire lady said.

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Clair was prepared to leave the scene and go look for this mysterious thief who beat her to the punch when she noticed that the others seemed to have changed their mind.

"I thought we were supposed to go look for a thief, not antagonize whoever owns this place," she said while letting out a grin that practically said 'At least not yet'. Not that she could, or wanted to, stop the others when they already made their mind, but she made sure to stay a few steps behind them just in case something happened.

"Don't you think we are a little too close to the ground for tha—" Before Clair could give her opinion about how the door in front of them couldn't be any sort of throne room when they were nowhere near the lofty heights the average megalomaniac likes to call home, Kanbaru had already smashed through it. Not to the thief's surprise, the room that laid itself before them was no seat of power but rather a theater, or better yet an opera house in all of its opulent decadency.

"Well, this is a fancy place if I ever saw one. No doubt a thief would want to grab some of these and make a hasty retreat," Clair said as she eyed an old candelabra whose wrought golden textures could still be seen gleaming even under the thick layer of dust that settled upon it after so many eons of disuse.

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A once over for good measure.

Broadway - Ismael/Fran / Othis/Nero / Quinn/Mordred
Crossing - Yume/Li (I suppose Abby then due to lack of numbers on this side?)


Aren't Ismael and Fran going to the Crossing too?
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