| Grinning at herself proudly as she stared at her creation on the floor was none other than Reiko. Her creation; an elaborate circle painted in blood on the wooden floor. "Alright... That seems good. Now then... Oh! Right! Items... Let's see here..." Murmuring that, the girl grasped the tip of her chin as she adopted a thoughtful expression and wandered around the room and even out of it, returning several times, sometimes right after she left and others... well, it was long enough for you to wonder if she was actually looking for something or just got sidetracked. Regardless, she returned eventually with what would be the final item. She was going to do this in her own home... however that was made impossible when she awoke in some random hotel room. Nonetheless, the one known as Reiko Shizuka, or rather, Shizukara, wasn't one to let "trivialities" like possibly getting kidnapped, experiencing strange dreams, feeling sick and throwing up, gaining a strange mark on her hand and being dropped somewhere stop her. Some might think it odd that she's going on in some random, run-down home as if nothing had happened, though Reiko wasn't the sanest person. All being placed within the circle accordingly were an antique katana, eye-patch, a corpse that was mysteriously found in another room... as well as strangely some natto and tofu. Why the food, you ask? The reason... being simply that Reiko found some and figured, why not? As she placed them down, the girl sang softly to herself... "I won't crawl on my knees for you I won't believe the lies that hide the truth I won't sweat one more drop for you 'Cause we are the rust upon your gears We are the insect in your ears We sow the seeds to see us through Our days are precious and so few We all reap what we are due Under this sky no longer blue We bring the dawn long over-due." Finishing her little song shortly after she finished placing the items, she grinned once again before the young woman slammed her hand down on the circle, the symbol on the floor flashing wildly before a blinding and forceful light took away her vision and threw her against the wall. She shielded her eyes until the light dissappated and she could lower her arms. Blinking a few times in confusion, she stared at the object, or rather, person now standing before her. Sure, the girl expected something to happen... but not an actual person to pop up. Much to how it may have seemed, she wasn't even trying to summon a servant... merely replicating something she saw in some random animated show she witnessed a while back. This Magic world had alchemy, after all, so she wondered if it was actually at all like in said show she watched. Slowly approaching the person, she was more curious or confused than scared or cautious. In fact, she was so curious, and negligent to what she had done, that she had began poking the girl's cheek constantly, wondering if she was even alive. |
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| Opening one eye, and turning her head, shows a gap where the other eye should be. Rising to her Feet Saber stares at the girl before her. Tilting her head as if in slight annoyance her naked form stares down at the girl. Rather than hide her nakedness or even ask why she is here or any of the reactions of a normal person, the figure simply points at her. "Yare Yare, Who are you to summon me... I am the Servent Saber. What is your command, and why am undressed as so?" Seemingly the pair would have a bit of questions for one another. Feeling her body she seems somewhat confused. "I have been summoned in spiritual form times before...but the grail is no more yet..I feel its grip on me..and I have physical form once more.." |
RedArmyShogunDec 30, 2014 3:20 PM
| Reiko, unlike a normal person who would stop poking the girl's cheek, continued with a silent but interested face as the strange girl spoke. At about the point where the woman would speak up out of annoyance, she stopped with another grin gracing her face. "Perhaps you should explain that to me. I was playing around when you poofed in here unclothed." She stated as she stared at the girl, folding her arms behind her back as she leaned forward to get a better look at the "Saber's" face. "Oh! I'm Reiko! And since I've been so kind as to introduce myself, I would appreciate being gifted your real given name and not that alias. I at least know that Servants are spoken to via there class but I don't enjoy knowing the identity of one next to me." |
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| "..." Staring at her coldly Saber says nothing for the longest time. Then speaks. "I would kill you now if not for the grails influence. That is how I know this isn't Trickery or a dream. The Grail was a contest of sorts..but..I am unsure, I need time to gather my thoughts my Master." Pausing a bit she stares at Reiko and then continues. "The Grail War was for the power and magic for master and servent to obtain a dream or miricle. Others like us will be here and we are meant to do battle. Though as I said this is most strange." Upon being requested the name Saber knew she could outright refuse. However if they used their powers who they were would be instantly known. "I am Date Masamune." Bowing lightly she remains as she was before as if waiting for clothing or orders. |
| "My, my~ So scary and serious!" Reiko mock shrieked in terror as she hugged herself with a fake fearful expression, it quickly turning back into a cheshire grin as well as her arms going to fold behind her back once more. "I figured that much, though what is most strange about this exactly?" She inquired, instantly moving on from the threat. "Also... why are you genderbent?" She questioned once more in quite a blatant fashion. "Unless... of course... you are lying to me..." |
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| "The Grail is muddling my thoughts rather than giving me the information as it should. Even you do not seem as you should. Or am I wrong?" Stating that in reply Date shrugs, then at the other bit curves her right fist tight as if in anger. "While my memory is muddled, the Shinto bastards cursed and burned my original body. My spirit was then later anchored to a woman's. Though if you used a females remains to summon me, that would lock the course." Rather calm all things considering Date ventures a smirk more than a smile. "Besides I should not be ashamed of this, I can feel the power in my legs and arms, and had I a body like this, it would have been far easier to have bought what I did. So on the nature of being Bent, shall I prove my nature, or do you intend to gawk at me all day homo-girl. I demand dressing cloth." |
| "Good eye. To say I am unusual would not be far from the truth... Oh, my apologies~" Reiko confirmed then apologized as she circled the so-called Masamune Date. From her tone, it was hard to tell if she spoke it on purpose and the apology was there only in word, or if she honestly did not mean to. "Hm... Well, there was a man's, but he was much too heavy. Though... that is interesting, I will admit." Reiko murmured, stopping as Date stated that he, or rather she, was better this way and then addressed her as "homo-girl". Rather than getting offended and retorting, she reached around her and quickly groped Saber with a mischievous grin stretching across her cheeks before hopping away in case any retribution was coming. "I'm not exclusive to liking any one gender... and if you were a male in life and a woman now... then where does you sexuality lie? Do you still crave women or perhaps your tastes were switched with the rest of you..." Reiko then stuck her tongue out playfully before exiting the room they were in. "Alright, let's go find you a change of clothes... Oh! Actually! Stay right there! While I was in the poor girl's room, I noticed her closet was fully stocked. I'll be right back!" She announced gleefully before her voice vanished. Moments later, she returned, a pair of black lace lingerie, stockings and what appeared to be a school uniform. "Here |
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| At the gropping Date shows no reaction. "I am a servent. I long ago died. So I have no tastes in that regard my vulgar master." Stairing at the collection of clothing her eyebrow glances up. "Hmm interesting tastes these people have. Also did you kill the girl? I wish to see what you can or have done." Slipping into the clothing she adjusts it, it was rather tight on her frame and the skirt was short, but it would do. Sliding the eyepatch on last, she places on the gloves. Starting a chant symbols burn into them, as a cape appears with the Date clan symbol on the back, and a swor materializes at her hand. "So does my Master still doubt who I am? Should I absorb some of your energy and show you the final lasting proof?" The way she says the last has some challenge to it with a edge of hostility. |
| "I wasn't aware Masamune Date was so boring." Reiko said with a momentary deadpan in regards to her first statement. "To think the great One-Eyed Dragon is this blank-faced." She further added with a minor pout. "And if you just bare everything, there are those that will start to get grabby with you. I was simply trying to get a reaction out of you... but you're no fun!" She complained childishly. To her final statement, Reiko tilted her head and raised a brow. "And what does that entitle, hm?" She inquired curiously, not at all intimidated by her hostility. "I don't have a reason not to believe you... however for the record, anyone can carry a banner and I am plenty sure there were swordsman aplenty who've lost an eye." |
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| Glaring with her one eye Date simply steps forward grabbing Reiko one handed. "Very Well Homo-girl. Let us give you something to remember." Moving her own face to hers, she kisses her deeply allowing for a sudden infusion of Prana, she didn't care to admit it outloud but it was nice to shut this Master up if at least briefly. Being newly summoned her energy was still recharging. Pushing her Master back with one hand the metal segiment on Date's left shoulder starts to spread, as crystal like substance. Solidifying the Armor of Date Masamune is on full display with the Golden Half-Moon clearly visible. Swinging her Blade the warrior grins wondering if she would still be doubted, or considerd boring. "My Blade has cut down many a man, I took my own eye, and killed my father. I have fired upon my own allies to keep up the march and burned downs and I..." Suddenly stopping she sniffs the air. "Frozen Tofu..and Natto..If my master wishes it I can cook rather well with the dishes I invented. Among others." |
| Reiko remained slightly wide-eyed in shock at her actions, however she was none at all flustered nor did her surprised expression last very long. "You call me, homo-girl? Blank-faced and a hypocrite, it seems." She remarked, though whether truthful or to tease her was unknown. Listening to Date's statements, or rant, she looked somewhat bored until she paused, sniffed the air, and stated something... rather off topic. "...Are... you, perhaps, craving it?" She inquired. |
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| As if ingoring the remark she shrugs as the armor desolves. "Hmph I did that to absorb you power faster. It is your own impure mine that makes you think otherwise." Crossing her arms and giving a hmpth sound she nods a bit. "Yes, that food carries a significant meaning to me. It is only natural that I would want it." Looking at her master a bit sceptical Date awaits whatever will be next, so far she had to admit she was keeping a bit standoffish, but that was for the best, her master had not proven herself yet. |
| "And there go some more hypocritical remarks. Honestly, you're like someone defending a stupid law come up by the church. You appear here in a blinding light, me not knowing who'm nor what you are and am obviously curious and you assume me to be a Homo-girl. No, the great One-Eyed Dragon cannot possibly be impure, can he? Or she?" Speaking this, Reiko sighed as she made another pout. "Then go make some for us, Ma-chan. There was more in the kitchen and I myself am no cook. We can talk as we eat." She suggested with a cat-like grin. |
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| "Fine Master what shall I call you? And hmm I never claimed purity. However it is as I said. I am a tool, one that wishes to win the grail..and if you wish to live you will do the same.." Pausing a bit she starts to head towards the exit of the room. "And I don't mean me. Also yes I will answer what I can." Moving out the room the design of this place seemed...odd. "European? Hmm..interesting. I had good releations with them but this is all new to me." Making her way out of the room she peers around the halls. Finding what she guesses is the kitchen she sets about looking for food items. "So what would you like?" |
| "Whatever you wish, my name is Reiko Shizukara." She answered as she followed Saber out. "Do not worry yourself, Ma-chan. I will not be felled here. Though it is so cute that you're worried about me!" Reiko gleefully remarked, moving on from the subject before Masamune could deny it. "Hm... What about those close to you? I hope they weren't sticks in the mud too. Oh, and whatever you can cook. I mostly eat junk food anyway. This will most likely be a step up." She questioned and answered in quick succession, sitting at one of the counter chairs to watch Date make.. whatever it is she'd make. "Wait... do you know how to use these appliances...? These people were already killed I don't want to be responsible for their house being burnt down two. That's just insult to injury." Reiko commented after the fact that Date was from an age far before technology like this popped into her head. |
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| "I'm not a stick in the mud damnit!" Gritting her Teeth she flings open the fridge but pauses at her words. "The Grail has imprinted some of this on me..others..its all strange. Yes I can use these. And no, one friend of mine I think you would have liked, several actually. Live long enough and maybe you'll see that I'm not like you assume. And enough with calling me damn Ma-chan. Be thankful I served under a lord more detestable than you." Throwing open a fridge and grabbing some freezed Veggies, she sets them in the microwave to defrost. "now that was a stick in the mud. Always demanding to be so proper and just. Wrote a poem for him on his death." Smiling a bit at that remark she grabs a bit of beef as well. "Shall I write one for you as well?" Grinning at that and laughing she smacks Reiko on the back some before sighing, but her thoughts seemed troubled. "So you didn't kill them..interesting..was this all arranged by someone else.." Looking at Reiko he decides to order her around in what limited capacity he can. "Master Shizukara, if you don't mind, help me search for rice. And what is this Junk food you speak of." (You'll have to tell her to call you just Reiko if you want) |
| Reiko snickered at her minor outburst, as if satisfied. "That's assuming you'll ever open up to me... and that nickname is cute!" She once again went a somewhat serious tone to a childish complaint. "And I thought I've been quite nice in the time we've met... you've been a bully." She said with a huff as she folded her arms, though it like most of her other expressions disappeared within a few moments. With the sudden changes in her tones and faces, it made it difficult to tell exactly how she felt or what she was thinking about. "Who's death? I assume he's why you're all high-strung." Reiko inquired with mild interest, gaining a grin and tilting her head slightly at her offer. "And here I thought you didn't care about me." She commented shortly before she was slapped on the back, causing her to be pushed forward slightly. "Ow..." She murmured as she rubbed her back. Finally at her assumption, Reiko reached out and grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her forward... or at least attempted to. Though Reiko pulled at her, Masamune would most likely not budge an inch. Eventually, Reiko released her wrist and sighed. "To call me a princess would be very accurate, you see. I am not the physical type. These were bludgeoned... I could not have killed them if I tried." She stated before standing up and looking through the kitchen with her. "Also, could you refrain from using Shizukara please? My name is just fine." Reiko stated as she opened and reached up for a high cabinet. Honestly, she did detest that alias of her's. |
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| "Ahahaha" Putting her hands to her hips Date looks out at Reiko very full of pride before running her right thumb under her nose as a means of taunting that Japanese Samurai used long ago. "Me a Bully? Nonsense, you are just too thin skinned!" "Very well Reiko. You may call me whatever suits you. But Untill the asshats of the enemy figure who I am, call me Saber, or that horrible Ma-chan..though I think you likely will.." Date while waiting on the food to defrost goes off to look at the other bodies, setting about removing them...or rather how. "If we are staying here, how..or where do I put these people?" Thinking back to the arlier remark she grins. "Princess ehh..nothing Very Hime about you at all, though maybe I should call you that." |
| "Or you're just an S." Reiko remarked, grinning at her attempt to taunt her. "Yep! Ma-chan it is!" She chirped back, knowing very well that Date wasn't a fan of it. Glancing over to her as she went to inspect the bodies, Reiko brought a finger to her chin in thought. "Bury them, burn them. Move them to another house or a hiding spot." She suggested before hearing Masamune's comment about her likeness to a princess. "I'm afraid [i]normal[i] was ruined for me when I turned sixteen. I think you might've liked me a bit more back then. A bit more reserved, I was." |
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| "Very well Hime." Grabbing one of the bodies by the legs she shoves it into the households furnace. Or rather a portion of it. Then returns to the kitchen "I Suggest you stay here. And place a cloth over your face with the scent of lemon. Bodies smell terrible when they burn. And oh What happend then, your parents weren't able to find you a suitable husband Hime?" Grinning a bit she wonder what sort of troubles the girl could have went through. Taking some Rice Date starts to pound and shape it, setting it aside she looks sternly at Reiko. "These are not for you, they are to pay respects to the fallen dead." |
| "I didn't mean shove half of it in the furnace..." Reiko commented, quickly grabbing a cloth and holding it over her face. Pausing at that comment, she frowns, though it was hidden by the cloth and narrowed her eyes dangerously, adopting an expression she had not shown as of yet. It stayed much longer than her other ones before softening. "...That is correct, I suppose. They could not find me a suitable husband... before their deaths." She agreed before adopting a fake offended expression in response to her last statement. "I am not a glutton, than you very much... Oh, you asked about junk food before... Well... I'm not surprised you aren't aware of what it is... Generally, it is simply unhealthy food." |
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| "I see. And don't worry I plan to chop the bodies into sections. I'll mix in other objects with the burning so not to draw attention." Thinking on the rest of what the girl said she isn't sure what to say. Or to ask. Or if she even should. Adopting a more thoughtful pose she sperates two of the rice balls. "Take two of these and offer them to your ancestors to pray for our Victory in the coming days. And no more of this trash food you speak of. I Date Masamune hereby dictate that I shall instruct you in how to cook! A wholesome spirit needs a wholesome mind, and the key to that is art and food! So that we may obtain the grail. I will not settle for Thrid place again." |
| "How do I do that?" Reiko asked quizzically at her telling her to offer them to her ancestors. Her parents taught her much but the same could not be said for religion or spiritual beliefs. They were deemed as trivial when it came to business. She then adopted an expression that would probably be the closest thing to fear Masamune would see. "W-What? No! No more pizza?! No more chocolate and candy or soda?! No more potato chips?!" She panicked before laying her head down on the counter with a whine... that is, until she heard her final comment and slowly rose her head up with a grin. "Third place? Oh no, my dear Ma-chan! How could you?" |
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| Calmly but angerly at the last remark she stares at the girl. "Your head would be nice to view off of your shoulders." Not willing to take the bait more she heads from the room to dispose of the bodies as planned. Returning several minutes later and a bit more calm, date prepairs a stirfry of sorts. While chopping vegies she shrugs. "Chocolates are fine in small amounts, the Europeans used to bring them. aS to this Pizza, I do not care as long as its made of freash ingrediants. As to Potato chips, what are you, a peasant slob?" Thinking on the prayer ritual she shrugs. "It is simple, make a small shrine or visualize it. Then clap your hands.." telling the rest of it she motions for Reiko to get up. "Now come watch. Also what magic do you use Hime." |
| Gently hugging Masamune as she patted her head comfortingly, Reiko consoled her... or she would be if she weren't so obviously teasing her. "There, there, Ma-chan... I'm here for you." She taunted with a mischievous smirk before releasing her to leave the room. As she returned, Reiko still held the same trouble-making grin. "They're tasty, especially when I need a snack while I am working." She defended her junk food before following her. "Hm? I use my own." She stated cryptically in reply to her inquiry. |
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| Glaring Angerly Masamune hurls the kitchen knife from her hand, right past Reiko's head and into the wall halfway to the hilt. "Damn I missed." For her attempted attack a heat like being set on fire travels through her arm, but she ignores it. "Please bring the knife back Hime and help me with this." The look in her eyes make it seem like less than a request. interesting..so unless she uses a command seal I can hit her.. Sighing at the disregard for her ancestors Date sighs. "I should mention I didn't wash my hands when I made those. So I hope you like the taste of corpses. Not only are you a homo-girl but a cannibal as well...never have I felt such shame." While she would not willingly harm her master, she must install some martial baring and instruction in the girl. |
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| "You've lost your knife privileges!" Reiko stated as she plucked the knife from the wall and held it defensively. "And I'm not going to eat rotten flesh sprinkled food!" She added once again with a huff. She predictably continued to seemingly not take the situation seriously, despite the apparent attempt to harm her. Though it was clear that she wasn't going to touch whatever she was making now. However, Reiko did take the attempted injury seriously, even if it didn't show. She didn't think a servant would harm their master, but she doubted that it was unheard of. She'd keep her guard up around Masamune and, if ill intent was predicted, she luckily had some magic that she created specifically to combat stronger opponents. "You know it's rude to hurl knives at people. Especially if it hits them." Reiko chastised her, still practically hugging the knife. "I plan to not be one of the corpses you chop up and shove into a random furnace, so I would appreciate your blades keeping a distance from my physical body." |
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| "Hmpf that wounds me. I was trying to give you a beauty scar is all..and I washed my hands for this." Going back to her cooking Date glances back. Not wanting an ally at her back she could not trust she sighs. "I won't kill you. In fact I can't, though I can punch you in the face if I want it seems. " Laying a firm hand on her shoulder as if one of her Samurai from the past she looks her sternly in the face but in a reaffirming manner. "You are my Master. And I award good service. You have my oath I will not harm you or allow harm to come to you. I understand how it is to lose ones family." As quickly as the semi-nice state shows the more hardline one comes back, snatching the knife away she goes back to work. "Besides I think we should have a pact of trust. Those red Marks on you are command seals, you can use them to make me do any task, or to reinforce my abilities. Don't use them on stupid things, once they are gone I no longer have to listen to you and can maybe even find a new master. Our exsistence is shared...though it seems this body is fixed when it should not be. Now make yourself useful. Boil some water, peasant Hime, maybe then I'll allow some of your peasant food in my grand presence." Laughing haughtily to herself she starts to brown some beef, adding in the veggies, while the rice is in another pot. "Besides serves you right, those rice cakes were for the dead. Let that be a lesson to you." |
| "Don't believe you." Reiko stated with a pout, still holding the knife. "And there is no such thing as a beauty scar." She added before going to the refrigerator. "Let's see~ Something to drink." She murmured as she rummaged through the fridge. That was, until Masamune began to speak again. "That doesn't make me feel safer in the slightest." Reiko commented nonchalantly as she continued her search. When she felt a hand on her shoulder, she popped her head back out of the refrigerator and looked at her. Listening to her speak, strangely enough, she gained that grin again, although it differed slightly this time. "Words mean very little, dear Masamune." Reiko stated, for the first time using her actual name. "What would stop you, hm? These command seals? As you say, I only get three... and I have read that if a servant truly, truly desires something against the order, they can resist it... perhaps even ignore it." She added as she went back to rummaging through the fridge, pulling out a bottle of water before going to boil some on the stove. "Finally, what has losing family to do with this topic? Or even your understanding of it?" Reiko inquired, grin losing whatever strangeness it had after she spoke. "I will not vent, nor complain or cry or whine about how much more stressful my existence is than yours... but I do not enjoy speaking of that event. And unless you get very, very lucky, you will not know more than it made me become much less kind and tolerant... also..." She paused for a moment. "I didn't even eat the rice balls, Ma-chan!" She once again whined, seemingly "normal" again. |
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| Gritting her Teeth this time her jaw seems to pop and crack. "Do as you Wish. If not for wanting to win the grail and my own limits.." Thinking on her own she knows she won't turn against her master, though this one reminded her of that Fool Oda Nobunaga. Though he well she could not confess to being honorable, she had more than he did at least. However all have limits. Turning the burner off Masamune throws the knife and spoon down. "You truely are an insufferable brat. I will be honest, I do not care what happend to you, or how. But if you used to be anything like a Princess it has truely changed into a..., No, nevermind you stink of Death and Money, that last bit is all we likely have in common." "You have no idea what the Grail is." Pushing the girl aside Masamune grabs some frozen tofu and heads to the exit. "I don't know about people of your era, nor do I wish to. But do not question my word. If you dare approach me before I am needed, then do so with your abilities ready. I will test you." As Masamune heads for the backyard it likely never hit her that Reiko was likely scared or didn't like her anymore than she did her. A dangerous situation the pair would need to resolve quickly. Taking a bow she smiles thinly. "Enjoy your meal..hime." |
| Reiko remained silent at what she said. Much of what Masamune stated was quite true. Death and money... that described her quite well. The so-called hime was not nearly as naive and "kind" as her outward persona implied, and she assumed that Date was starting to acknowledge that. Her soft grin turned into a cold scowl as she watched Saber leave. Grasping her own chin, Reiko thought on the situation they were in. She knew that many samurai valued honor above all else, so questioning their word was a grave insult. However, likewise there have been many samurai felled due to them believing in said honor. Words can be fake, facts cannot, which is why Reiko prefers to rely on known information. The only "words" she trusts are the ones that come from those that have been close to her since before the incident that altered her. Regardless, Reiko herself doesn't like a blade being pointed at her, even in a joking manner. Meaningless threats are something she cares not about. Actions are however. Whatever the reasons, this situation needed to be diffused. A Master and Servant shouldn't focus their aggro on one another... which was the reason for her alternate persona. It was more likable. People found Reiko easier to trust, relate to and be around when she was like that. Though, there were few that didn't get along with that type anyhow. Sighing, Reiko hesitantly followed Masamune to the back. The air about her was different, radiating the scent of "money and death" as Masamune had described, however with a hint of arrogance and coldness. She did recognize what Masamune said and was prepared to use one of her abilities. She spent a short while thinking to herself and hoped that was enough time for Masamune to cool down slightly, though Reiko doubted it. "Saber." She called out sternly as she searched for her. They were outside now and so she'd rather not call her by her true name. |
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| Sitting at what seemed to be a flower garden of sorts Masamune seems stuck in thought. Inhailing deeply she senses the others approach. "Hmm..who made this had an eye for detail. Not a single bit of Anarchy is tolerated, the flowers in rows, of color and banner..orginzed by rank and file. Most impressive. Saddly they would fail as a commander, such displays only are fitting for parades." Hand on blade she waits turning slowly. "Hmm..if I had to guess you are like the Merchants that visited me before. But talk can wait for later." Swinging her free left arm in a sweeping motion towards her master. "Show me Hime, if you are truely a princess worthy of my loyality." |
| As Reiko spoke, she was already harnessing a black essence in her hand. "You will not listen, will you?" She questioned, staring at the blade coldly as her hand clenched slightly. Sighing as she practically knew the answer already, Reiko extended her arm outwards and formed a gun pose with her hand, pointing it at Masamune with the black hovering around the tip of her index finger. "I have never used this on a servant... however I assume the effects to be the same. It won't hurt, but you will find it very uncomfortable." She warned, her scowl still in place. This was Reiko's Psycho-Bullet, a gun-like technique that was used to, rather than harm her opponent physically, make whatever threatened her incapable of actually following through. It was meant to alter her opponent's senses and disorient them. Psycho-Bullet was an ability designed for people and beings such as Masamune; ones in which Reiko stood no chance against in a head to head fight and was forced into such a situation. |
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| Grinning at the Taunt Masamune readies herself and cocks her head a bit as if in self assuredness. "Is that so? Well then. Lets see what you are made of. If you can stagger me even once, then I'll fallow you." She rather doubted the girl could do much. |
| Reiko remained silent at that before eventually scoffing. "Arrogance kills. You should have already learned this long ago." She stated before the black essence that had been charging in quickly shot out from her fingertip at Masamune. She did mean what she said. It wouldn't injure Masamune... but it would fuck with her mind a bit if it hit her. It wasn't a physical attack like what she probably assumed it was. |
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| Taking the blow head-on Masamune keeps up her advance, intenerally however issues are very chaotic to her, but if not for her single minded purpose..drawing her blade she swings it but stops midswing, staring at the girl it seems she could go through with the strike. However she staggers briefly. "You win." Sitting down on the ground she pinches her nose as if trying to clear her mind. "I have magic resistence so you know..neat little trick to bother me at all. I commend you." It didn't help she had a headache already from the summoning, feeling about ready to vomit she stares up at Reiko. "Very well Hime, I will fallow you..unless you have questions leave me to myself a few momments.." |
| Reiko paused and let her advance until the point in which she staggered. Sighing and shaking her head slightly, Reiko once more stared at her. "It's most likely due to that magic resistance that you are not having severe hallucinations. It distorts your mind and senses. Were you without such a skill the experience would be much less pleasant." She commented, obeying her wish and strolling back into the room. Reiko wondered if other classes possessed such a skill. It was quite plausible... which was unfortunate considering her lack of physical attributes. If Masamune were an enemy servant, she would have lost this time. My intel is too limited... My only strong-suit in this game is my mind however I am incapable of using it to my advantage if I know next to nothing. Reiko growled mentally, biting on her thumbnail in frustration as was a habit of hers. |
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| "oh it has me seeing some things..but not enough for me to not focus..in a large battle I would be at a disadvantage. We may be able to make use of that." Turning from the girl she starts to vomit. It seemed the best way to get it out of her system, at least the motion sickness. "What else can you do, it will help me better to know than to not." Thinking on it she doesn't see what information she can offer without being asked the correct questions. "Names hold power, with them we can know the likely abilities and weaknesses a foe will have. Masters however should not attempt batteling servents." |
| Pausing for less than moment before continuing to nibble on her thumb, Reiko replied. "That was Psycho-Bullet. It is targeted towards the opponent's mind to alter there senses and, if enough prana is put into it, hallucinations. My other ability works the same way, but is called Blood-Bullet. I require some cut on my body and draw blood from it before condensing it with prana and firing it at a target. It is my only attack that can physically harm an enemy." After explaining that, Reiko sat down as she both listened and thought. "I don't plan on combating servants. Such a thing is foolish." She commented. |
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| "Your magic is unrefined..Maybe you'll learn more as time goes on." Or se she hoped at least. Thinking on the matter she wipes her mouth clean, standing up. "Well lets go eat. And good. To do so would be foolish." (hmm not much more I can see us going here I guess.) |
| "It's self-taught," Reiko stated as she followed Masamue back inside. "I learned after my parents' deaths that my father possessed Magus blood. I know no of why he did not share this with me," She further added. Upon entering the building once again, she paused and pointed at the food Masamune had made. "You did wash your hands, correct?" She questioned with a blank yet totally serious face. Reiko was raised very princess-like, after all. And while she could "rough it" if needed, she wasn't going to know herself as a cannibal. Shortly before Masamune could answer, however, several tinks could be heard coming from each entryway into the house, as if something was hopping across the floor of it. Looking down, the objects skipping across the ground could be identified as grenades, albeit not lethal ones.' There was barely enough time to register what they were before the grenades went off, sending several blinding flashes at the two before the house began to fill with smoke. Reiko herself let out a yelp as the light blinded her, making her cover her now temporarily useless eyes. These were military tactics... but there would only be two possible reasons for units of this skill to be at the current location. Either it was from the same people who killed her family... or it was her own forces. Before she could further contemplate her options, a strangely armored hand covered Reiko's mouth and pulled her through the fog and away from Masamune. Masamune was left alone in the smoke-filled room as many heavily-armed, paramilitary units attempted to detain her. |
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| Nodding at the self taught bit Masamune watches the events unfold, as if unimpressed she draws her blade. Not too concerned for her master as of yet, given had they wanted her dead they would have shot or used hand mines...or grenades as they were called now. "Ara ara" As the figures surround her, she maintanes a cold compossure calm and collected, but her aura seems to become very hostile. "My Ninja were better than you sad lot." As the group rounds her, one coming from the rear rips, seeing what it was he falled on he vomits with in his gas mask. "s-sir! Bodies! She butcherd them!" Removing it he has time only to see Masamune charging at speed, hilt impacting his chest he clumps to the floor as the hand that grabs her master, or rather the owner of it, gives a terse command. "Fire!" With that a number of silenced firearms take aim and start to hammer away at Masamune. "Oh, very nice, if only I had these in my time.." Its all over in twenty secounds. For them. Batting away the first bursts of gunfire takes out two, rather than killing them the deflections are aimed back to the arms and legs, while not killing neither of the masked pair would be able to fight. The thrid gets his hand smacked broadsided the bones shatterd, and the fourth gets punted out the front door, which Masamune then with barely seen energy from her sword, blasts and seals the route in behind the fallen trooper. "Pathetic"The other forces would need to go around to the other entry point, buying time.. Facing the armed man Masamune aims her blade carefully and pertorms a swipe aimed at taking the mans head in one swift stroke. |
RedArmyShogunJan 10, 2015 11:22 AM
| Hearing the front door blasted open, the man who took Reiko, now seen fully in the strange armor he wore, flicked his wrist only subtly for a blade the size of a combat knife to extend out. The armor was obviously something high-end and rare. One could not easily judge what it was made of or how it was forged, but it was definitely one of the more technologically advanced pieces. Almost something out from a comic. The armor almost resembled a knight's yet it was much less bulky, allowing for quick and versatile movements, yet still appeared to offer great amounts of protection. The head was as well fully covered in the same material, the only part differing from the rest of the suit was the facial area, which was designed to resemble a skull. Though, even if the man did ready himself, it wouldn't have mattered against a servant. Not in the slightest. Luckily for the supposed kidnapper, Reiko's voice cut in like a blade to parry Masamune's. "Cease!" She commanded sternly. "The both of you. Sheath your weapons," She added with a scowl, her arms now folded across her chest. Hearing her commands, the armored man glanced back for a moment before his gaze moved to Masamune in the next. With that little amount of hesitation, the soldier straightened himself and flicked his wrist once again, commanding the blade to return. "I take it this brat isn't an enemy?" He finally spoke in a gruff, distorted voice. "If she were, I am afraid you would have been killed, Slade. She's out of your skill-set," Reiko confirmed with a sigh as she brought a hand to her forehead. "I should have predicted something like this to occur... I'd suggest treating whatever injured remain in the building," And, as if on command, the man known as Slade pointed to several of the other men outside and ordered them inside with his hand. |
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| Slowing her attack a command spell hadn't been used, but she suspected this all wasn't as it seemed and stops her blade. "tch. Don't forget to thank the masters kind graces...dog." Crossing her arms Masamune glances at the batterd men. "Hmm if they attacked all at once and wanted to kill the Master then It would not be so easy..I might would of had to level the building." "Also I did not butcher them they were dead when we arrived. However this camp will be known now. We cannot stay." Looking at the strange soldiers and the armored man her head tilts to the side slightly. "How would you lot like to help me take over all of Japan once this is all done." Thinking on matters she stays in ear shot but hurries off to search the home, finding various flamable liqueds she stars to pour them on the drapes and furniture. "This is annoying..I..I can't dematerialize..what do we do now, or go?" |
RedArmyShogunJan 10, 2015 11:51 AM
| "You seem just as much a dog as us... and even if I may not have killed you, I'd be sure to take out the other eye. Watch yourself," Slade snarled on behalf of the injured. Most likely an empty threat, but one nonetheless. "Enough," Reiko commanded again before sighing. "These men are from my company, Ma-chan. They act as guardians of my corporation and myself... I do not directly run the company for... reasons. However, I still handle much of its business from the shadows. They most likely took note of me disappearing to France and tracked me down to confirm my safety... Slade, I am afraid I am unable to explain to you exactly what is occuring... but since you are here, perhaps you can give assistance to us. We'll need a cover. Papers, alias's and the like. You can merely adapt mine, but she'll need complete knew ones. Perhaps some sort of cover occupation to make it look real as well..." After giving a series of vague explanations and orders, just as Reiko began to think more on their cover, a flyer smacked dead into her legs. As Slade already appeared to be arranging what Reiko had requested, she grasped the poster and examined it. A few moments later, she began looked constantly between Masamune and the flyer with the same blank expression she held before. Eventually, she nodded to herself and gave the poster to Slade. "This will be our cover. Make it happen.' |
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| Making a hmpf sound at mention of her eye she laughs. "Its not yours to take, I took the first one after all." She wasn't botherd by his talk, part of her enjoyed it even. "Ah..so I was right." Listening to her brief explination she watches the exchange, and decides on her own to give a brief explination of the Grail war, and who she was, or rather what, keeping the who blank. At the event with the flyer however she gets a bad feeling about the situation and looks flately at Reiko. "And what might that be?" (I'll let you decide to keep this going or to post next in the district.) |
| Pausing at her inquiry, Reiko looked to Slade who merely nodded and gave a short response. "Cover's set. Papers may take a bit. Yours by the end of the day and hers by tomorrow. Address is..." He then proceeded to give the address of the establishment. "I take it... you'll also want some employees...?" He questioned warily, causing Reiko to smirk slightly in return. Sighing and shaking his head at the response, he gave a dismissive wave as he headed for the inside of the building. "You're the princess. Take who'm you like... Thank god I'm removed from the selection." Watching Slade retreat from the situation, she almost let out a quiet fufu before turning to several soldiers, ordering their helmets off, then selecting a few, mostly women and all having at least decent faces, to dress in more casual clothing and pack their equipment in a subtle carry-on. "You will see... Ma-Chan. Follow me," Reiko told her, obviously amused by this all too much for it to be a good thing. Even the soldiers seemed a bit wary of her, but remained in tow regardless. |
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