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Post by naho on Oct 13, 2015 15:58:33 GMT
Not even a few days had passed after Naho's arrival to Chaldea and she was already involved in a dangerous mission, of course, given Naho's personality this was rather funnier than scary. She was a assigned as a party leader and her subjects were 2 capable servants, actually more capable than she was expecting but words can never be compared to actions and she was very excited to see them both in action.
A good leader is one that can lead their team properly, reducing the chances of getting struck in a bad situation and completing their task successfully... in one piece. Naho's anxiety for danger and adventure could be considered an imprudent trait for a leader but given the servants she was going to team up with, it was going to become an excuse for them to lead the way and slay whatever gets in front of them... But there was something very important to do first, a team cannot be a team without at least introducing themselves first!, if they were going to be working together knowing at least each other's names would be appropriate and so, as a leader Naho felt like leaving a good impression for her peers.
*Ehem* "Yo! My name is Naho and I'll be working with you two for this mission, I hope we can get along and work together. If we fail to get along let's at least synchronize in battle to get this done with and come back as a strong team... Actually, if you're okay with this and with me let's make this mission as enjoyable as possible!, Who says we can't have fun while slaying some ghouls!? right? haha!"
And as energetic and blunt as Naho is, she just let all her feelings and true intentions in her speech. To be able to get along or not was but a small detail for her, what really mattered for her was to have a capable team including herself to work with and have fun with.
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Post by muramasa on Oct 13, 2015 16:17:28 GMT
So, this person would be the one giving him a lifeline today? A way for him to leave and get out of this place. Not that Muramasa ever really needed to get out, working in his smithey, days and weeks with barely eating and sleeping, crafting hundreds of weapons, brimming with his intent and... And he was getting caught up in old memories again. Feeling his spirit scratch at the cage lazily and complacently, dragging out memories of what he had really been, or was it how everyone else wanted him to be?
As a rule he had no urge to lead, but also none to follow, but such was the agreement for a prolongued time, even if it was just as a stand in for his real body. The little time he could spread his weapons around and create tension and bloodshed with them, see others become weapons as well. But really, he would never get the idea of todays clothing, each day he still wore his traditional clothing, which were more practical than any other he had ever worn and perfectly fit. Even though his body had become this young again, what he got was people acting as someone else, he could not be hundred percent certain, but he had the feeling everyone in the room was hiding something. Nodding toward the person who introduced themself as Naho, he decided to handle her as a girl as per her feminine name.
"It is nice to meet you too and you as well. My name is... Well, there is no harm in it, it is Muramasa or Saber, depending on what you think best. The formation of a team and your leadership is very much appreciated and I hope that we will not be too much of a burden on you. As for the mission, I don´t think there will be any problem, so let´s use it as you said to learn about each other and coordinate better, maybe even show off a little to make a name for ourselves. After all, my image on base is not all too good and I look forward to coming back here victorious with you two. Only one question, if you would allow it Naho, as the leader, would I be able to test something out on our enemies once we find some? It could be interesting and should not hinder us."
Nodding with his head curt toward both of them, he folded his hands in front of his chest and leaned back against the wall. Even if their enemies were only lower level, they should suffice to try something out. As for Naho´s speech, he really appreciated it by how open she was and how she avoided not arguing or ordering them to do anything but logical things for now, he had thought of as well. After all, everything he said was quite true.
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Post by Percival on Oct 13, 2015 20:57:46 GMT
The second Servant of the team sat casually and listened to the introductions with a smile. It wasn't that he was particularly happy about anything, anyone who spent any decent amount of time with him would have surmised that this young man was simply one of those naturally cheerful people. Waiting until the others had finished speaking, as politeness demanded, he stood, dusted himself off, and waved.
"Hey there, name's Percival. Sir Percival if you wanna be formal and stuff, but just Percival is fine with me. Or Rider I guess if you really want to, but like I said my name's fine. Glad to see everyone is hitting it off good, can't start a quest if the knights aren't all able working together."
Percival's smile widened, dispelling any appearances of solemn nobility that a knight would be expected to portray. But despite his carefree demeanor, he still gave off a feeling of confidence in the success of their mission. He was glad to have been placed in this group. Granted, this Muramasa Saber guy could probably lighten up a bit but, being a Saber, Percival had every expectation that his abilities would more than make up for that. And this girl, their Master- or Provisional Master or whatever Chaldea called them- she had an attitude approaching this that he could get behind. After all, where did it say that you couldn't enjoy yourself in a battle to the death against monsters?
Nowhere, that's where.
"So," Percival said, pointing his thumb behind him in what he hoped was the direction they were supposed to head, "shall we be off? Those things aren't going to be dying out of boredom if we stay here."
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Post by naho on Oct 14, 2015 3:25:10 GMT
So these two servants were the ones going with Naho? Not that she was disappointed but rather curious about the outcome of their mission. One of them of the saber class, Muramasa who seemed rather weird for Naho's standards... Not that her standards were quite normal either and the other one of the rider class, Percival which seemed more friendly... or rather educate? Either way they both gave her the impression that they would at least be able to work together.
"To test something on the enemies?" Said Saber to her with a curious tone of voice.. "Well... the mission itself is about slaying Ghouls... it says nothing on how we should do it or what not to do so feel free to do as you please, so long as they're all slain." Naho then closed here yes for a few seconds and looked right at Saber's eyes "Just keep these 2 temporal rules in mind, Protect your team and kill any Ghoul that you encounter with or without us."
She then looked over at Rider and couldn't help but smile at him in a friendly way... "Yeah, let's get going right now... It'd be troublesome if we let our enemies wait too much for us right?" And with a confident laugh she proceeded to walk closer to her new partners.
"Remember, everything in that place will be Hostile towards us." Naho's face expression changed to a serious one as she walked with both of them on their way to the town. "My plan is simple... As simple as asserting our authority as agents by kicking doors open and coming in anyways!... How about that? hahaha, Do you like it?" ... And as weird as it may have seemed for anyone, Naho was deep serious about that idea hoping for her partners to accept it as well.
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Post by muramasa on Oct 14, 2015 12:14:35 GMT
As his temporary master told him to follow two rules, there was a spark in his eyes, somewhere between dangerous and amused. But in the end, he did not say anything but incline his head minimally to show his agreement to her rules. To a certain point. As for his amusement it had only grown with the man who called himself percival. Calling them all knights, huh? That was quite a quip of him and even though Muramasa kind of understood that it was just a generalization, he could not agree. Knights, the symbol of protection and comparable to his countries samurai. Ah, how did a blacksmith get mixed up in all this? Not that he was a simple blacksmith and his transformation had only made him even better at what he did, but still. The humor of the situation, no matter how difficult for a hero like percival seemed to think of himself or the extroverted little master to understand, did not escape him in the end.
Instead, he just smiled amused, waiting for them to finish and said while following Naho: "Very well, I will kill anything that is an enemy on sight and try to keep you guys alive as well." Muramasa said with a joking tone, not doubting that any of them would be able to keep up and should be able to take these monstrosities out by themself even. And also because he thought better of these two already, both had a good idea about their roles and how straightforward the two of them were. He still dreaded the idea to be working together with someone who had been classified an assassin, he liked it when people said what they thought, made it much easier to start an argument and draw out someones real intentions after all.
Lost a bit in thought, he held out his hand a little and focused a little bit of his mana into shape, creating a katana that looked unimpressive, but had a weirdly oppressive aura. "I just wondered, but do you have a way to defend yourself Naho? If not you could have this sword for now, since you are my master you should be alright. If not will it be good to use for my little experiment. You see, my swords are a bit different, I do not know if you heard the stories, but in short... They make people go mad, although it does not seem to affect myself and those bound to me. So I wanted to see what would happen if I insert this into a ghoul. After all, even though feral, they do not seem to attack each other, so it could be interesting to see if they can go mad too and attack each other."
Holding out the hilt toward Naho, he smiled while shrugging. Muramasa liked the sound of his voice too much to not tell people of his intentions sometimes and even though it might lessen the surprise, it might be a good step to earn the trust of these two. After all, his method of fighting was not something that many could accept all too easy and some said was less than savoury... "As for your plan, I love it, the straightforward approach suits me best. This might just be the perfect team for that." He mused, looking toward percival as well, who seemed less blunt, but none the less someone who could voice an opinion and not back down easily. As they say, smiles can be sharper than swords.
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Post by Percival on Oct 17, 2015 19:31:40 GMT
Percival listened to Muramasa's planned experiment concerning his swords and the ghouls with some interest, mostly out of surprise. Sabers, at least in Percival's understanding, were supposed to be straightforward: find something, slash at it until it dies. There was a beautiful simplicity to that. This Saber seemed far more... Caster-ish to Percival. But from what he could recall of the man's story given to him from the Throne of Heroes, he was known for making swords, which he supposed made him a shoe-in for the Saber class regardless of his personal tendencies. A skill like that certainly wasn't going to put him in the Archer class, that would just be silly.
But now it seemed the time for talking and thinking was over. Percival smiled at his partners and then, without any more thought to strategy and tactics, turned and ran through the rubble that was Fuyuki towards the nearest building he could find. And being a fairly literal minded man, when he arrived he decided to follow Naho's advice, and aimed a kick at the door. Being a Servant, even one of average strength, meant that he was many times stronger than the average human, so it was no surprise when the door flew off of its hinges and into the room.
At least it was no surprise to Percival. He honestly didn't know if ghouls could be surprised, but if they could be then the two that had been in the door's path and now were decorating the opposite wall very likely had been. The rest of the ghouls in the dark, crumbling entrance simply stared at the intruder, their faces unreadable.
"Hey there," the Rider said as he stepped inside and drew his sword.
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Post by naho on Oct 18, 2015 2:09:28 GMT
Don't worry about me Saber, I don't really think I might be of help with killing these things but I'll be providing help from behind. In case things get serious I can always run or evade direct combat with them!
She then changed her gaze towards percival who was about to follow her lead by aiming at the first house's door. His strength even as a Rider to kick the door open in front of them was like watching a superhero for Naho. The way he did and the ghouls that he killed in the door's path made the attack simply beautiful in her eyes. Although Naho would've loved to stay and admire her comrade's strengths , she had a mission to accomplish.
Alright, change of plans! Whoever kicks the door open in every house will take and clean the first floor! The other one will head upstairs and clean the second floor! I'll stay nearby to check everything's clear!
Naho's spirit was burning, it was yet too early to use a spell and her servants were doing just fine. If things kept going as smooth as they were then they were sure to finish their mission very soon.
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Post by muramasa on Oct 18, 2015 3:03:04 GMT
Usually he would have corrected her and asked her to call him by his true name, but then again, it did not really seem worth his time. But at least, she had spoken like a true master right there. Delegating tasks to fit teh people and staying back themself and keeping themself from becoming a hassle. What else could Muramasa wish for? Sure, in the long run she would not be able to get anywhere with this kind of mentality, but he had not hoped much from her anyway. Usually people who hid behind something silly like which gender they really were or a permanent smile had no room to grow.
Also, he knew just well enough from himself that changing yourself and your way of thinking was more than he could expect from any human. He had needed a constantly screaming spirit of bloodthirstiness and violence to push him to the next level. No, he would need another kind of person. An easy to break person, someone who was truely weak. the easier metal broke the harder it could be formed and introduced to superior ingredients. And in the end, even if it did not work teh first time, there was no limit so far on how long he could try, even his masterpiece had taken a few tries until he had gathered enough curses to create a truely terrifying thing.
Nodding at his master, he jumped up and on the roof of the building, nodding down before slashing at the broken up tiles and scorched frame work. All too easily feeling the roof coming down at his cut and dropping down to the second floor... Right in the middle of three ghouls, all already grabbing at him, sparing no time for thought or hesitation. A state of mind most swordsman and martial artists had to train themself for years on end. Instead of fighting back, Muramasa just stuck the blade he had held in hand lazily into one of the ghouls and spun to free himself of the hands and claws before jumping out. A loud roar following his escape as he landed where he had stood before and looked up.
"Hmm, I think that will work better than expected. Ah, there it is." And so he felt the first bit of energy enter him as the crazed ghoul killed it´s first companion. Screams and wails were heard from the second floor and then a wall burst open as the body of another ghoul was thrown out. Red eyes leering down at them as the ghoul drooled and then unceremoniously fell to it´s knees, it´s short boost paid with by it´s life. "Hoho, that was interesting, although shorter than I hoped. But they can be useful after all, even if only in short bursts. Shall we go for the next house? Maybe the time will vary from ghoul to ghoul. Ah, I feel like standing at the forge again. Invogorating. Well, the floor is cleared definitely, I doubt ghouls would stay put if there is so much noise." Chuckling, he looked at Naho and her next set of orders or at least directions. He had awful luck, so he would rather depend on others to find houses with ghouls.
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Post by Percival on Oct 20, 2015 23:45:44 GMT
Percival could hear his allies arriving behind him. He couldn't precisely hear what Naho had said, but he was glad at least that she was able and willing to come up with plans on the fly. Shortly afterwards, sounds of struggle could be heard from upstairs, no doubt Muramasa's handiwork as he dealt with the ghouls there.
Not one to be outdone, Percival readied his sword and glanced over the four remaining ghouls around him. The first charged, and a quick sidestep and horizontal slice of his blade saw it flying past him in two pieces. The second attacked at roughly the same time, raising its fist with the desire to pummel him to death. Percival's gauntlet rose in response, batting away the attack. Then spinning around he drew the tip of his sword through the monster upwards from the ground.
The third actually managed to connect with the Servant, jumping upon him from behind and wrapping around his torso like a some demented, drooling backpack. The fourth apparently saw an opportunity in this, attempting to grab Percival from the front and bite at his throat. It had apparently forgotten, or else still did not see the danger, of his sword, and thus was displeased to discover the weapon protruding through its gut before it had reached its goal. Finally, Percival brought his legs up and pushed, dislodging hims blade from the monster. This was bad news for Ghoul #3, who flew with Percival towards the wall, then through it.
A moment later Percival found himself lying on his back, covered in a bit of rubble from the crumbling wall he'd passed through, with a dead ghoul decomposing beneath him. He looked up at his companions.
"Next?"
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Post by naho on Oct 21, 2015 2:00:20 GMT
Naho's look at Percival was like that of a kid when they watch their hero. His combat skills were amazing and the way he handled the Ghouls were impressive for Naho, she wished she could do the same at least to one weak Ghoul.
“Alright Percival, Muramasa is already aware of the plan so I'll repeat it to you just in case! Whoever kicks the door of each house first gets to clean up the first floor while the other one cleans the second one... Kind of like a race hehehe. Are you in for it?”
Naho's eyes were on fire, Muramasa would have already listened from upstairs and it wouldn't be of surprise if he went on ahead of them already. As for the dead Ghoul hanging from Percival's back, she just couldn't resist and charged towards it, jumping and kicking it off Rider's back with a sort-of battle cry she just came up with.
“DIE YOU BEAST!!!”
Even if it was already dead, leaving Naho behind with all the energy and enthusiasm she has stored would just bad so kicking or punching things here and there wouldn't be bad for her once in a while.
“Fuaahh! That felt really good!! Shall we proceed to the next house guys? SABER! IF YOU'RE STILL HERE WE'RE MOVING TO THE NEXT HOUSE NOW! SO LET'S GO!” ... One could think that being so loud would actually attract all the ghouls to them, Naho's not the smartest person in the world but not the stupidest, it'd be easier for them to face the ghouls in the area at once than going house by house slowly.
“Better make things faster now than later right? Haha!”
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