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Post by Riki Ikari on Apr 10, 2016 4:35:27 GMT
Signy delivered a compact and persuasive argument to the group surrounding them. The man couldn't really understand what she said, but it must have been pretty good since it worked. wonders.
The terrible effectiveness of servants was shown right there. With a few words the tiny person had gotten the bunch of men to square up just right, having them switch from an intimidating firing squad to an intimidating armed escort. It almost made Riki feel a bit unnecessary though to be honest, after considering they'd all end up as bullet-made swiss-cheese by the end of the day, he didn't quite mind if he had to take the back-seat in the negotiations from now on.
When he accepted the mission, he was assured it wasn't that big of a deal. A good "starter mission" no doubt, the staff assured him as he signed up for the task. These were well trained soldiers weren't they? From international politics to revolutions and armed battles, these were all things considered "unimportant" to the standards applied in Chaldea. Despite that, the gym-teacher carried on while wondering how incredibly unqualified he was for the things he had accepted doing.
It wasn't unusual for these types of militia to be mostly composed by men, and the ones there certainly fit the norm. Thought they weren't raising their guns at them for the time being, they had now begun switched to emanate a different type of disturbing aura. How long had it been since these guys saw a woman? They probably weren't the sort that's mindful of personal space anyway, since one had committed the very stupid decision of manhandling the emperor's behind. Her silky dress barely shook, before she turned to throat-lift the dumb bastard.
*gulp*
After seeing their own be attacked the men didn't have to think too much to make a decision. Scared by the display of strength, the two of them closest to the event lifted the barrels of the riffles and opened fire towards the entrancing blond. The remaining others were equally startled but stared at Saber's companions instead, taking a bit longer to understand that the situation had changed. Riki stared at the rugged man for just a moment, meeting eyes before understanding that the soldier was definitely gonna reach for his riffle in the next second. They were close, close enough for a tackle. In that desperate attempt, the 29 year-old lunged himself at the armed foe while hoping to keep the weapon from being aimed at him. Grabbing the gun by the barrel as he pushed them down into snowy ground, he felt the heat from the bullet being shot through the thick glove.
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Post by signy on Apr 12, 2016 16:36:28 GMT
Signy acted in the blink of an eye. The moment she felt the negotiation was unsalvageable, she instantly reacted. The person nearest of her suddenly collapsed, a paralyzing rune glowing on his neck. The others managed to fire a shot, but in succession the second and third person dropped also, one seemed like his head had been whacked by a blunt staff. It all happened in the half of a blink of an eye. Signy might not be as agile as the Saber and her damned provocative attire, but she was still a Servant Assassin. And a half-elf to boot. Moving several times faster than a human could see was only natural for a class which specializes in killing Master. She was about to move to the next soldier, but her Master was faster. There was a short wrestle as the gym teacher grappled with his foe. A fire was shot, but swerved because of him holding the barrel of the gun. The soldier cursed, but the next instant he too fell unconscious. A glowing rune appeared on the back of his neck and slowly faded away. Signy wasted no time at helping her Master up. “Wonderful reflex, Master,” said she, with a tone genuinely impressed with his manly act, “I have to admit I had my doubts when I first saw you. But now I understand why Chaldea chose you as my Master…”She smiled. A honest one. “…You had the material of a good Master in you.” If praises were bread, then Signy’s sure was the raisin-topped sugar glazed one. Even when looking like a child, she could be intoxicatingly sweet. All that was left was the one in Nero’s hand. Whatever the Emperor chose to do with him, Signy would have already planned her next move. She sighed and looked around. If she blamed the Emperor she did not show it. Or she did, but the effect of her Information Gathering clouded her hostile intention as always. “Now, the best we can do is-“*drip*Surprised at the feeling of something warm on her hips, Signy looked down. There was her brown mantle like before, covering her whole body. But on one part of it, somewhere near her right hip, the mantle was wet and stuck to her robe. Red, thick viscous fluid slowly spread near there. One red streak meandered down and dropped on the snow. A red dot on white. She was bleeding. Servants’ body were spiritual. But in an attempt to emulate the damage to their Spiritual Core the Grail System took into account their bodily injury and replicated as in real life. Thus was why Servants were still hurt if touched a hot iron, and could be killed by piercing their neck with spear. They would also bleed if shot. Signy moved her arm in attempt to cover the wound. There was no need for anyone to notice yet. It might worry her Master. And this kind of wound healed very quickly. Someone had shot her. But how? Was one of the bullets strayed in the chaotic situation before? Or was it new? Signy looked around, forgetting to continue her words. She looked utterly confused and bewildered, an alien look on her ever-steady face. For now it would be left for the other two to decide what to do now. *** Riki Ikari NeroNuu so rushed words... My apologies Now sleep and catch plane early tomorrow.
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Post by Nero on Apr 12, 2016 21:26:38 GMT
Nero had decided a good rear naked choke would be suitable punishment for the man, however before she could enact her sentence, the soldiers around had already drawn their guns and opened fire. "That is a foolish mistake!"
The red Saber threw the man in her grasp at the nearest two other soldiers and instantly materialized her long sword, Aeustus Estus, clad in flames. However, in that one instant, her companion Assassin seemed to have already incapacitated the remaining ones in the area. It was a bit disappointing, though she knew it would not have been an interesting battle in the least. The trio she had bowled over all appeared to be unconscious as well, likely knocked out by the sheer force of her toss. Walking over towards Riki and Signy, she would give the Master a good firm pat on the back. "It is good to see you handle combat well, Praetor. It appears this lot would have made for poor allies anyway."
Though the area around them was clear for now, those few shots had likely already alerted the rest of the camp. Even through the sharp winds, her enhanced senses could still pick up the sounds of panicked ruffling within the nearby tents. Nothing seemed to give of the sense of any danger, however. "Let us clear out the rest and continue in our mission!"
Still wielding her blade, Nero marched over towards the closest tent and without a moment of hesitation swung horizontally across its entrance flaps. The burning of the material was accompanied by a horrible scream of agony, followed by two separate and audible thumps of something hitting the ground. Having relieved the tent of it's sole occupant, the Emperor turned towards the next one, leaving that one to burn down.
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Post by Riki Ikari on Apr 20, 2016 3:22:20 GMT
Riki got up, a bit startled by the conflict and with his heart pumping fast, quite faster than it had in a good while, he couldn't help but move faster. The adrenaline was surely clouding his judgement, so he rushingly looked around while expecting to find someone wounded. while he didn't quite find the bloody spectacle that common sense would assume was there, there were quite a lot of downed men in the snow. His two companions looked rather unencumbered by the circumstances, and the calm Signy especially appeared to have dropped her gaze on him, for at least a moment. She put on a comforting smile as she said -“…You had the material of a good Master in you.” with a clarity that he hadn't seen yet. While it was in his nature to challenge praise, the truth was that the solemness of that statement made it feel like he should really accept it- he didn't feel it'd be a common occurrence. He took a deep breath to gather himself and answered, in a light-hearted tone, "Thanks. I'm glad to be appreciated""It is good to see you handle combat well, Praetor. It appears this lot would have made for poor allies anyway." The golden haired woman's words were also filled with similar acknowledgement, though her Master suspected she was rating him on a standard different from the one applied to herself. His sloppy tackle was just a thing of impulse, though the fact he had remained 'Unshot' throughout the encounter was in the normal world already praise-worthy. Saber's sword blazed in her hands and much like it's owner, it clearly wanted finer battles. To be honest he felt surprisingly fine for someone that had just engaged in combat, even if it was just a short struggle. His shoulder started hurting a bit, a bit like if a bee had stung him but that was...Well, no way a bug like could make it's way through all those layers of clothing, on a snowy place like that, so what... Touching the area, a moist sedation came to his fingers accompanied by a lukewarm liquid clinging to the the tips. "Blood?" H-Had he been shot? He was sure no other bullets had been fired, and the one that had been shot just went off into the distance. Confused he stood there, now griping his wound and not sure what follow up with.
------- so sorry for the delay
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Post by signy on Apr 25, 2016 14:36:24 GMT
The sight of blood at her Master’s shoulder provoked a strong reaction on Signy. As effortlessly as if she was carrying a doll rather than a full grown man, Signy grabbed her Master by the armpit and literally leaped several meters to the rocky hills around, away from the open field where the Rebel’s tents were. Safely dropping the Master behind a rock cover, she made a gesture of silence and then peeked over to the burning camp in the distance. The silhouette of the Red Saber could be seen, majestically framed by a grand theater of flames befitting her showmanship. But it was not the Saber’s silhouette that the sharp-eyed Assassin was looking for. It was another silhouettes. Their attacker. Their silent attacker. “Master, I trust that they are shooting at us from the distance,” She said without looking at Riki, still intently watching the Red Saber burning her way through the compound. More screams could be heard faintly from the cluster of tents. “The only problem is that I do not know from where…”She withdrew her head then and sat on her knees in front of Riki, frowning a little as if in deep thought. Almost absent-mindedly her hand started weaving symbols to heal Riki’s wound and extracted the bullet, all while her mind was clearly on another subject. The bullet dropped soundlessly on the ground. The wound immediately started to heal. “Master, you have to stop Saber.” The Assassin suddenly said, lifting her head to meet her Master’s gaze directly. She had the most fascinating blue eyes: clear but deep, penetrating like an ancient well “This is too straightforward. A very blatant show of power. If the Russian Government- nay, if any Government or the Rebels or anyone at all saw what we could do, they would never leave us at peace. Surely you understand that it was thanks to our apparent uselessness that the Russian Government let us set up a base in their territory and leave us at that. But once anyone found out our true capabilities: our asset as a fighting force, they would inevitably start to force us to do their bidding at any cost. It will only be a matter of time before they use us as instruments of war. And then our aim of saving the world will be forever lost.”Spoken as smoke start raising from a military camp courtesy of a single, nearly nude woman, Signy’s words could not be more poignant. What if a sattellite image captured the situation and the Russian Government started investigating it? Any world power would fight wars to obtain such mighty prowess offered by the massive number of Servants. That was why this Rebel Turf assignment was a deceptively risky one for Chaldea. They had to get rid of the Rebels without showing what they were truly capable of. At present, Signy knew not about satellites and that it might have been too late. Her mind was still on messengers on horseback and so far she did not see any leaving the premise. But her concern was all the same. She stared straight at the Master’s eyes, obviously waiting for his insights and eventual orders. Meanwhile, she forgot to cover her hip. Although her wound had already healed, the blood was still visible on her robe. And their silent attacker might still be at large... *** Riki Ikari NeroDeep apologies for the delay since I am moving to another place. My activity might be a little slower for some time.
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Post by Nero on Apr 28, 2016 2:44:25 GMT
Nero continued her flourishing spree of destruction, slicing down tents and the few remaining soldiers alike, all the while oblivious of what the consequences of her actions might be. It would be sloppy to let any of them escape, though its not as though they had any place to run in this remote mountain range. Only two tents were left now, probably no holding no more than two rebels a piece. Alas, the Roman Emperor couldn't help but let out a sigh. The flames smoldering in the snow were beautiful, but a boring slaughter like this was not. Such normal men should have known better than to trespass on the territory of a mage association in the first place.
Out of nowhere, even through the howling winds, the red Saber's ear picked up a strange whistle. The superhuman senses granted to her as a Servant were telling her something was shooting right towards her; something very small and very fast. A bullet. Spinning around, Nero brought up her sword and easily blocked the shot, the fire of her Aeustus Estus melting the bullet before it even hit the blade itself. However, the gunman was nowhere in sight. Aiming from some far distance no doubt. "PRAETOR! ASSASSIN! Be on your guard, our enemy- huh?"
Glancing around, Nero finally realized the absence of her allies. Suddenly panic-stricken with the thought they may have already been struck down, she wailed loudly, "W-w-wait! Where'd you gooooooooooo!?"
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Post by Riki Ikari on May 20, 2016 18:34:36 GMT
This was turning messy very quickly, and while Riki understood what as happening he had a limited range of responses allowed. The fiery tornado ravaged through the camp faster than any man could ask it to stop, and even then any attempts to ask her to stop might not even be heard in the midst of the chaos. There was a chance her Master would have to use that if he intended to stop her. No, no, that wouldn't solve much. The other tiny servant had mentioned a long list of problems that destroying the camp would bring forth, but most of them were inevitable already: If it was about hiding our Destructive potential, then that ship had sailed a few tents ago. Besides the sharpshooter was still in hiding. Even if Nero...neutralized all the soldiers in the camp if a single person got away , then Chaldea wouldn't even be able to mask how the camp was destroyed. They needed to make sure the surviving soldiers were on their side, otherwise they would have to make some tough choices. No, they had to keep casualties to a minimum! The japanese man realized what to do, and extended his arm forward almost on instinct. He had received a single mark for this mission, a so-called Command spell . Normally hidden by his clothes, the small symbol marked the inner part of his bicep, and was now glowing brightly. It radiated a bright red, as if it was made of some of molten metal, pressed against his arm. His blood felt boiling from the seal's activation, in anticipation for the order he was about to send. With certainty in his words he shouted as loud as he could:"Saber, attack that Sniper right now" A red pulse of energy extended from his arm frontwards, in a wide circle covering the snow-filled hills. They had no knowledge of where exactly the sniper was, but he couldn't be extremely far considering the position of the field, and a miracle such as that was sure to find him. A mundane enemy had no defense against a command spell, and the red energy released was not so much to persuade Nero,as it was meant to carry her into the hidden enemy's position, away from the encampment.. The exhausted Master was regaining his breath now, but he barked one more request- "Signy, can you make sure the ones left alive won't be an issue?"
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