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Hm. Actually, is EMIYA summonable under normal conditions? I suppose F/SN is pretty abnormal, and Rin's summon uses a pretty rare catalyst.
That's understandable. I might just stick to Atalanta Alter then.

Actually, one more question. I know the rules say Reality Marbles are banned, but does that include canon examples like EMIYA or Iskandar?
I can link to an RP I posted him in a while ago, but I'm not really happy with that version of him and I'd want to rewrite a decent chunk.

Here it's.
Oh, I didn't realise that. That makes things kinda complicated for the sheet, but Archer's still free too, right?

As for the OC, it's Rostam corrupted by the White Demon helm in a similar way to Atalanta/Cu Alter.
I was considering both an OC of mine and Atalanta Alter, actually, considering her alter is just her with the pelt already active as far as I recall. Though I'm not sure how much of that was lostbelt weirdness, now that I think about it.
Understandable. What's your opinion on summoning Alter versions of Servants without special circumstances?
How would you feel about an Assassin class variant of Artoria?


Wandering the Corridors, Chaldea



I want to make this clear, Daniel responded to Don Juan’s telepathic message. I am not really interested in what you do as long as it’s not with my family. Just don’t shatter the domestic bliss of my home life and we’re good, okay? Now, I am going to start a discussion on tactics I want you to listen in on - Can you multitask?


Domestic bliss, huh?Don Juan scratched his chin. Can’t say I’ve seen much of that in my life. Women who got chained to a weak fool who simply wishes to admire them as a trophy, women who shut themselves away like a flower in a walled garden, women who simply threw themselves at the first man to show them affection, without even sampling what the world has to offer… I’ve seen plenty of that. And they’re all happy to throw themselves at me in the end.

He chuckled to himself as he walked down the corridor. Though I’m sure you know your parents better than I do, Master.

Listening in on the tactical discussion, such as it was, Saber had little to add. They were certainly a versatile group, and whatever obstacles they would be facing were hard to predict, specifically. The kid at least seemed able to grasp the strengths of his Servants. Saber was optimistic. He didn’t have much to add, though. In fact, he ended up a little distracted for a while, chatting with a scientist who crossed his path.



Saber, Assassin, I would like to have you know that Raphael will lock you two up in a closet - With each other - If you two don’t come with me and Crazy Horse.

Fair warning, by the way, Chaldea may provide you with prana instead of me - Unless I am misremembering - but they will still be outraged if we fail to coordinate in the mission, especially if I die and their ‘investment’ in raising me dies with it.


Ah, Master, there’s no need for that kind of threat, Saber said, laughing to himself a little. Well, if you want to threaten someone, you need to know what they fear, and I can’t say I’m scared of you or an artist. That Assassin, maybe - but I think he’s in the same situation. And good luck catching him, honestly.

He wandered towards the place his Master was headed, and caught up in no time. “Yo!” He grinned, giving the kid a slap on the back. The sort of slap that would be considered a little hard by human standards, but wasn’t going to do any harm. “Listen kid, I think we got off on the wrong foot, so I’ll give you a little friendly advice. You want a team to work together, you gotta figure out what they have in common, what drives you all. If you want to be a leader, it’s often best to just sit back for a while and figure the team out. It takes a while to develop the kind of skills where you can just look at someone and see what approach is right with them.”

“Really, motivating people isn’t so different from threatening them; you just gotta find the right lever. Honestly, I’m not that great at it myself, but you learn to pick up on things here and there.”

He yawned, theatrically, and picked at his teeth. “If you go in on a bunch of assumptions, you’re just gonna end up making mistakes. And you made a couple of big ones with those command seals.”

His eyes flashed towards Daniel, and his tone sharpened from the friendliness it had held before. “Keep up the attitude, and I’ll fuck your dad. How’s that for a threat?”

For a moment, he held his gaze, before chuckling and lighting a cigarette. “Well, I’m sure it won’t come to that. I’m looking to keep things professional around here. Or, at least, not looking to create a hostile working environment. I have my fun, and then when it comes time to deal with these singularities, we get down to work. Sound good?” He smiled, and almost went to offer the kid a cigarette, before remembering his age and twitching the hand back.






Somewhere in the Barracks, Chaldea



“Sounds like things are getting moving,” The Saber said, brushing the back of his head. “I don’t know if you guys care about the walk of shame or whatever, but it seems like a lot of people had to pull all-nighters. Think they’ll be jealous you got to have some fun?” He looked to the rest of the people in the room, winking cheerily.

The five women were all still looking fairly exhausted. It was going to be a pretty difficult work day for them, most likely.

“Jessica, Angie, Mary, Monica, Tina, right?” He said, making rough eye contact with each in turn. It wasn’t as though he needed to physically maintain his list any longer; that was simply a function of his Noble Phantasm. Plus, women tended to find it rude when you got out the quill right after the deed was done. While he wasn’t above running out on people the morning after, it wouldn’t be a good idea to build up resentment with people who’d be working with him for an unknown amount of time going forward. “I’ve heard people say bad things about workplace relationships, but I’m sure we’re on the same page about what this is,” He said, to little response from the exhausted women. “If you’re feeling up for round two in a week or so, I’ll be around.”

Adiós, ladies.” He smiled, and spun a cigarette in his fingers before gripping it in a brief salute towards the women. Then, he stuck it in his mouth and casually walked from the room. It was time to get to work.

He hadn’t paid much attention to the other Servants since they were men - he was sure they’d prove valuable allies and all, but chatting about tactics wasn’t his top priority right after being summoned back into the world. As for what it had been, well, that should be pretty obvious.

His Master, though, had certainty stood out. Some kid, who’d had the guts to boss him around right off the bat. “Still, to think he’d go that far…” Saber muttered under his breath. Not only using a command seal, but using even three. Perhaps it was better for him to use all of those command seals right off the bat than on some other whim later, but it was annoying nonetheless.

“I guess I do have that kind of reputation.” He sighed. Three command seals made for a pretty strong order, overall. But there was a flaw in the wording. For a Servant like Don Juan, a command to not touch a single woman in any particular group - it was as good as an order to sleep with every single other woman in that group.

Still, he’d pretty much been planning on that from the start, so all that the pressure from those orders did was give him a nasty itch that he could feel beneath his skin.

Scratching it had been fun, though.

Oi, Master. Don Juan spoke telepathically, Hope you didn’t try and see through my eyes last night. It was the sort of show a kid shouldn’t see. Well, he knew the kid hadn’t been peeking, he just wanted to needle the kid a little. In fact, you should stay out of my eyes while we’re in Chaldea. You never know what you might see~

He wandered through the halls, trying to get a sense of the layout of the place that would be his home for the foreseeable future. For the time being, there was no need to rush.




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