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Saber!pinkie78OsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542302

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>Saber knew all too well how his Master felt about Berserker's actions, but he couldn't blame her
>he felt much the same way, that allowing a Servant to run amok like this was a cowardly and weak action on the part of Berserker's Master, whoever they were
>so he had no qualms with agreeing with Annette

Unfortunately, I did not get the chance to see his Noble Phantasm in action. Whatever it was, it allowed him to escape Lancer's attack.

So you are correct, attacking him directly would be a poor decision.

>much to his distaste, but he had to think properly here and not let his pride get in the way

Perhaps we could set a trap of some sort? Lure him out into the open?

If he is feeding on people, then it is possible he is low on mana. In that case, all we would have to do is outlast him, and he could perish on his own.

Natasha Trifonova!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542303

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>a loud voice calls out towards Annette and her Servant

>and into their view walks out a moderately tall and... ample woman
>clad in very fancy, almost regal looking clothes, she turn her head to reveal the large burn mark over her eye
My, my... aren't we bold~?
>she grinned a wide, crocodile-like grin at she looked at Annette and Saber
>it was only now that Annette could really sense her foe, the enemy Magi having somehow remained undetected until just now
Not only do you walk around with your Servant on full display, but you plan on chasing after something as dangerous as a Berserker?

Your height betrays your courage, little girl! I think I might just learn to like you~!

>she lets out a low chuckle, her hand sliding underneath her jacket

But I'm afraid you're both too late...
>and she quickly removes something from beneath, casually tossing it in Annette and Saber's direction
>it dropped limply onto the floor, allowing them to get a good sight of the object: a plastic bag, and inside of it, a severed human hand with the very visible marks of the Command Seals
Berserker is dead, and so is his Master!
>her grin only increased as she resumed her bombastic tone of voice
>with a flourish, she motioned towards herself as she gave a very slight bow
We did it all by ourselves~!

Annette Bellerose!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542365

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That's what I was thinking too yeah, though whatever trap we come up with would have to account for what strength Berserker has to spare...

>She had planed for further...

>Until some lady with water balloons in her clothes blocked their path. Did she just call her short?

Excuse me you--

>suddenly, severed hand in a plastic bag at her feet!



>Can't comprehend anything else. The fact that this woman had claimed they killed Berserker and his master by themselves didn't even register.

Saber!pinkie78OsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542367

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>Saber looked up when he heard the voice call to them, seeing the very royal-looking woman walk out in front of them

>he had to admit that she had a point about them being too out in the open like this, and regretted letting his ego get the better of him and not speaking in spirit form to Annette
>but why she'd be so bold in turn was what concerned him


>and when the bag hit the floor in front of them, it soon became apparent that her bold claims were more than just that

>some part of him was disappointed that he wouldn't get the chance to defeat Berserker himself, but there were more pressing concerns to deal with

>he strode forward and stepped in front of Annette, easily blocking his Master from Natasha and any harm she might cause

Not here.

>his voice was stern and cold, meant only to warn and not instigate

You know the rules.

If this starts out here, the mediator will intervene before long.

>not entirely true

>but whoever this person was, he needed to see just how much she knew, and whether she was a new Master or someone else entirely

Natasha Trifonova!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542371

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>aaah, that shriek of horror was a delightful thing to hear~!
>of course her story was completely false; the Berserker has killed his own Master, and then simply keeled over by himself before their bonds could be properly established
>it was a shame she had lost such a powerful ally simply to poor timing, but perhaps it was for the best
>spinning the tale of her defeating the fearsome Berserker by herself would be a tremendous boon in her intimidation factor!
>getting a little girl like this to quiver in her drawers was as easy as--

What the fuck did you just call me, you little punk brat!?
>Natasha was quick to snap back at Annette
>but the eight foot tall mountain of leather and muscle standing between them quickly snapped her back to reality
>with a grunt, Natasha quickly straightened herself up and try to regain her composure once more

>she quickly scoffed
Do you think that somehow frightens me, boy~?

For all I care, every single one of you could launch an attack towards me at the same time, and it would make no difference...~

>that shark-toothed grin appeared again, Natasha remaining every bit as confident and cool-headed as she stared down the Servant

>she snapped her feet together, standing at attention as she introduced herself
My name is Natasha Trifonova!

My mission is for that name to mean something to everybody!

And nothing will stand in my way!

>her posture relaxed, but she kept her grin

This mediator, you see... he didn't even deem me "worthy" of being a part in this War...

So I simply forced my way into it!~
>she motioned at the rotting hand inside the bag on the floor
Taking out one of the key players, and quickly filling his spot with myself... and my own Servant, of course~

A Servant the likes this world has NEVER seen before!
>she quickly threw her fist in the air, her voice growing louder and more bombastic
You will ALL tremble and break before our might!

Today is your last day fighting, for you stand against the UNBEATABLE Master and Servant!

>she quickly swung her arm, standing aside to reveal the figure behind her


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Team Avenger!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542373

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>a few feet behind Natasha were a couple of vending machines for sodas and the like
>standing before one of them was a tall and slender woman clad in red, a lit cigarette on her lips and her head partially obscured by a hood
>she slowly crouched down, picking up the soda can she had just purchased and ignoring the loud crazy woman shouting away just a few feet away from her





>Natasha quickly called out
Avenger! What the hell!? That was your cue!

>the woman finally turned to her Master

>Natasha growled angrily, motioning towards Annette and Saber

Can't you see we're face to face with the enemy!? You were supposed to attack!

>and Avenger simply stared blankly at Natasha

>veeeeeeeery slowly looking over at Saber and Annette behind him
>before opening her can of soda
Ah... So we are...
>and slowly bringing it up for her to drink
>...without removing the cigarette from her mouth, simply sticking it inside the soda can as she drank

>Natasha blinked, quickly snapping:
>then quickly paused
Wait... How did you get that drink?
>and quickly realizing something was amiss, she began quickly patting down her clothes
>and Natasha quickly pounced on Avenger, grabbing her by her clothes and shaking violently shaking her

>while Avenger just tried to keep her drink from spilling

H-Hey...! W-Will you calm down...? G-Geez, you'll get my clothes all wet...
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Annette Bellerose!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542377

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>Saber standing in front of her made Annette feel a bit better. Now there was a giant between her and the necrophiliac hand fetishist, she was safe.

>He was also correct about fighting in public, in broad daylight no less. She wasn't about to risk a a punishment of any mind being handed out to her for fighting where non-mages could see.

>Then the freak unveiled her servant, and she watched as everything went down hill from there. Annette could not contain her disappointment at all. It was written all over her face, as clear as the blue sky.
>The hand was forgotten, replaced by indignation for such a foolish display.

Is this some kind of joke?

>It had better be a joke. This had better be a clever ruse to throw them off their game.

A necrophiliac partnered up with a lazy pickpocket? You two took out Berseker? Yeah I'm calling bull on that!

Saber!pinkie78OsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542379

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>Saber had to admit, this woman was more arrogant than he expected

>he couldn't remember the last time someone ever called him "boy", let alone one as young as her
>he'd find her arrogance somewhat amusing, if not for the situation they were in
>whoever this Natasha woman was, she had no qualms about abiding by the rules of the War, which meant there was nothing stopping her from starting the fight right here


>and with the Servant she just called out, she definitely had the advantage


>Saber's surprise wasn't abated by the reveal of the woman with her title, certain that her casual attitude was not something to hold against her
>it only meant that she was so confident she didn't need to be concerned
>even if she was rather...bizarre

>though when his Master voiced her concerns, Saber was quick to admonish her
>though this time he had the foresight to do it mentally

<"Master, we absolutely cannot underestimate her. If she is an Avenger, then there's no telling what she is capable of. Any understanding you or I have of the standard Servant classes does not apply to her."

>there was a specific tone of...not exactly fear, but perhaps anxiety coming from Saber

>he knew they were in a bind again, and if they weren't careful, their part in the War might end here

Team Avenger!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542381

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>Natasha quickly turned at Annette's comments, teeth grit and a deadly glare in her eyes
>but she quickly grinned, releasing Avenger and turning to face the opposing Master and Servant
Oh~? So you're trying to call my bluff, are you?
>she lets out a chuckle, her grin only growing wider
Whether you choose to believe me or not, you still find yourself at quite the disadvantage girl!
>she held out her arm, the street they were on not being very populated but still entirely open to the possibility of someone walking by
Your Servant doesn't strike me as a very subtle sort, so starting a fight out in the open like this can't possibly be a good idea now can it? Especially with how concerned your Servant sounded about it...
>she chuckled quietly, stepping back and slightly behind her Servant
Lucky for me, Avenger doesn't need to think about such paltry concerns... because she can kill any Servant without lifting a finger~
>she raised her hand, snapping her fingers at her Servant
Now, Avenger! Show them your terrifying power!


Team Avenger!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542382

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>glug... glug... glug... glug... glug...
>Avenger slowly lowered the soda can with sigh, still not quite sharing her Master's energy
>but she did take a couple of steps forward, still keeping her distance from Saber
>the gloomy look on her face remained however, and nothing about her showed any sort of fighting intent
>until slowly, Avenger raised her finger
>she hovered with it, letting it linger in the air for a few seconds
>before pointing it straight at Annette, as a sudden... feeling made itself known
>it was a strange aura, an unknown presence that would make the hairs on the back of any Servant's neck to stand up straight
>something was coming, and Saber knew he had no time to stop--
Letting your TV out to dry on the windowsill... is a really bad idea.
>the Avenger lazily spoke






>and then nothing, really

>the street remained peaceful, with only the distant noise of traffic cutting through the silence
>even Natasha very visibly seemed confused by this, and was trying very hard to maintain her composure and faith in her Servant
>that had to have done something, right!?

>well, by most accounts, no, it hadn't

>although a very keen eye could tell something was amiss
>a very keen eye would notice the dark shadow on the top of Annette's head
>a dark shadow that was quickly growing much, much larger as a widescreen television set plummeted from the tallest window of the building they stood under, falling directly above the Master
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Annette Bellerose!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542386

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>Though Annette was still put off by the circus in front of her, Saber's tone made her tense up immediately. She trusted the judgment of her servant, if he said someone was dangerous, then they clearly were.


>While Natasha gloated, Annette quickly unraveled her scroll and got ready for whatever they'd throw at them. The zigzag pattern glowing blue, ready to use.

>Only nothing came.. at first. Only a feeling that something should be wrong. That fact that something felt wrong at all meant she reacted on gut instinct.


>Annette had no way of knowing what was sailing down towards her head, but training had been beaten into her over and again that just because you can't see what's trying to kill you doesn't mean it's not there.

>The moment Avenger had completed her action threw up a sphere of water around her, the same wet ball that she had used to escape the train that night not too long into the past. It was a total gamble, it could have been a trick to make her slip up, a trap to make her expose herself as a mage to the peopl--


>Annette jolted as she looked upwards, coming face to screen with a widescreen television that was a hair's breath touching her nose as pressed down on her jelly-like shield. A pang of terror creeping into her spine from just how close she was to dying in that instant.
>The bubble launches the TV back into the air as it springs back into shape and bursts immediately afterward.
>She didn't have time to be frightened though, she had to fight for her life now.

<"Saber alley to our left! We'll take this to the backstreets!"

>They couldn't fight in the open like this, not after this instant, they'll be seen. It wasn't advantageous to force themselves into a confined space but Annette had little choice otherwise.

>She did want to return the favor to Natasha, so she brings her arm back as the TV starts to return to earth...


>Lashing out with the scroll like a whip, the tip strikes the tv. With a loud CRACK of a whip, the TV shoots forward like a cannonball hurtling towards Natasha.

>Annette didn't wait to see the results, she figured that this battle wouldn't be as easy as that, so she ran away. Flipping the other mage off as she dashed into the alley.

Catch me if you can you ugly necrophiliac hand fetishist creep!!
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Saber!pinkie78OsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542387

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>Saber hoped that Natasha was bluffing, but had a pretty strong feeling she wasn't
>it would've been easy to dismiss her bragging as a sign of madness, but if she was able to kill Berserker's Master and force herself into the War, madness didn't factor into it
>she was a threat, and whatever Avenger could do would only serve to prove that


>though he was wondering just what she did do

>she made some remark about a television that didn't seem to have any bearing on the current situation
>and then was just...waiting


>he glanced over to his Master, wondering what her reaction to this was

>only to notice the shadow starting to grow over her head
>and like her, looked up to see the television falling down right onto her


>he was prepared to grab her and make a run for it

>but thankfully his advice to take this seriously paid off, and Annette was protected by that bubble shield she used to escape the train
>though, speaking of the train...

<"...the alley."

>he didn't move at first, waiting for Annette to finish what she was doing, not wanting to leave her side for a moment

>and once she flung the TV right at Natasha's face, Saber was right behind her, acting as a shield all over again as they both ran for the back alley
>so once again, they'd be in an enclosed space, and given Saber could just barely fit into the alley as it was, it meant he'd yet again be vulnerable for a time
>and worse, he couldn't figure out what Avenger actually did

<"Master, if you have any spells to get us out of here, have it ready to be used at any moment."

>he had a very bad feeling about this

>all he noted was that she mentioned a television, and just like that one was falling on Annette from the sky
>so it must've been magic of some sort, which pretty much meant he was screwed, as his Magic Resistance was subpar at best

Team Avenger!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542388

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>even Natasha was visibly surprised once the television dropped on top of the bubble, not having noticed it fall at all
>she didn't entirely understood her own Servant's powers, and this was actually the first time she had seen them in proper action
>had the enemy Master used her magic just one second sooner, this fight might have been over before it even started
>on one hand, this left Natasha very pleased with the Servant she had so hastily and recklessly summoned
>but on the other, AH, FLYING TELEVISION!
>Natasha quickly leapt aside, splatting her face right against the wall of the building next to her in her hurry to dodge the TV
>she groaned, but peeled herself from the wall almost as soon as she heard a word she'd begun to loathe:
>but before anything else could be done, her opponents had already ducked into the alley
>she barked at the Servant
Don't just stand there! Go after them!
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Team Avenger!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542390

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>Avenger let out a lot groan, the mere thought of having to perform any strenuous activity enough to make her just want to collapse on the floor and go to sleep
>but orders and orders, and Avenger made rather clumsily trotted forwards, stopping right at the entrance of the tight alley
>while Annette could easily rush through the tight space, Saber was clearly having more difficulties and was well within ear shot...
>she plucked the still-lit cigarette from her lips, raising it to point a figure at the massive form of the Saber
Hey, big guy!
>Avenger's voice felt like a knife into the Servant's ears, the monotonous droning somehow stretching all the way over to him despite barely raising in volume
Did you know... rats don't like to bathe in oil?
>and with a twitch of her wrist, the Avenger flicked her lit cigarette straight into the alley
>the cigarette soared majestically through the air, and landed perfectly into a garbage can halfway between Saber and Avenger

>and once again, for a few seconds... nothing really happened

>until the smell of burning trash began to permeate the thin strip of path in the alley
>very quickly, the trash can was set on fire... and it also began to thrash about rather violently

>if Saber had good eyes, he might have noticed the blue truck parked in the street parked behind the Avenger

>underneath this truck was a very clear puddle of oil, the vehicle no doubt having a rather gaping hole on the bottom to make that vicious of a fuel leak
>more curiously were the rather tiny tracks that were leading from that oil leak into the alley itself; three of them in total, and just big enough to belong to-
>the three burning rats that had just leapt out of the trash can, turning over in their agonized haste
>the sheer deafening shriek of the burning animals echoed in the alley, and in their painful horror, the poor beasts had leapt as far and as tall as their legs could possibly allow them to
>and in the path of their terrorized escape, the three rats found the Saber's face which they lunged at with tiny claws and furry bodies covered in burning oil

Annette Bellerose!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542437

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<"Right, right!"
>Damn it, why did they end up in situations where they had to run away?! Why couldn't it be the opposite!

Damn it damn it damn it!!

>What kind of power was Avenger using anyway!? Was it a skill or a noble phantasm? How could they counter something when they can't even figure out how it worked?!


<"What the hell!?"
>Annette turned around to see burning rodents were attacking her servant. Just... what?


>That had to be painful to deal with but there was little she could do to actually help him. She only have four more uses of her bubble shield and if she wasted then there was no way she'd be able to defend herself other wise.

>Though the fact she targeted Saber instead of her... did that mean she had to see her target? It was worth a try, and if didn't work, at least they couldn't be followed easy!

Sorry mother... I need to use this now! STONE WALL!!

>With what little space Annette had to work with, she brushed her scroll across the ground and causing it to fissure slightly. The crack in the concrete path continued to run down the path past Saber and towards Avenger. Just before it could reach the enemy servant a thick wall of grey stone shoots up in front of her, cutting her off from her targets for the moment.

One used, three to go...

Saber!pinkie78OsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542439

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>as he followed behind Annette, trying to shield her from anything else that Avenger might throw at her, Saber heard her voice address him
>and like that, a chill went up his spine, a clear indication that something was going to happen

<"But...rats and oil? What do those have to do with anything?!"

>despite himself knowing he should keep moving, he had to see

>he had to see just what was going to happen
>so as he ran, he looked back at her

>it was as if everything suddenly slowed to a crawl, as he watched the events play out

>Avenger's bored expression
>the cigarette flying through the air, aimed at the trash can
>and behind her, the truck, with a trail of oil leading from it to the alley

<"Oh no..."


>and then...

>a shrill screech came from the trash can, and before Saber had the chance to turn his head away, the rodents flew for his face



>he stumbled back as all he could see was fire and fur and claws scratching wildly at him

>even as the stone wall went up between him and Avenger, Saber was panicking far too much to notice
>he instead shouted again, clawing at the rats still scratching at him
>it took him a couple of minutes, but he was able to pry off each creature from his face, throwing them to the ground one by one
>and - for good measure, and to put the poor creatures out of their misery - he drew his sword and swiped at the ground

>with that deed done, Saber staggered back, holding his face as his skin still burned

>even with the pain, for once, he experienced no excitement with this
>this was not a contest of skill and strength, as it was with Lancer or even Berserker
>this woman was not, by any stretch of the imagination, fighting fairly

<"Again! She did it again! How is she doing this?!"

>was it some sort of foresight, allowing her to see what the future provided?

>but no, the odds of things progressing in this way were astronomically low
>it had to be some sort of magic, but then why so subtle?
>why use things that were completely ordinary, if unpredictable?

Team Avenger!E2Vbn7o74sCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542440

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>Avenger made no movement as the crack along the floor slithered in her direction
>even when the rock wall emerged between her and the fleeing Annette and Saber, Avenger didn't look surprised by it or flinch
>she just lazily leaned against the wall of the alley with a sigh, scratching her head
Man... that's way too tall...

>Natasha approached, her eyes wide as she was rather speechless over the whole thing

>she had no idea what the extent of the Avenger's powers were, but everything she had seen thus far left her with an incredible amount of joy
>as much as she would've preferred some sort of warrior as her Servant, these powers were too useful for her to complain
>they could attack any of their opponents in broad daylight, and leave them completely lost as to where the next attack could come from!


>Natasha blinked, turning to the Avenger
H-Hey! Why did you stop!

>Avenger blinked, turning her head to her Master

There's a wall in the way...

I see there's a wall in the way, so bust it down!

...how do you expect me to do that...?

How should I know! Can't you make a plane crash on them or something!?

>Avenger frowned, staring at her Master like she had just said something incredibly stupid

Planes don't fly over this area...

>Natasha growled

Can't you do ANYTHING!?

>Avenger groaned, sliding down onto the floor

The wall's too high...

>Natasha slapped a hand over her face in frustration

You little--!!
>she then reached over, grabbing the Avenger with her hands

W-Wha-- H-Hey! E-Easy!
>with Natasha serving as a base, Avnger shakily started climbing onto her shoulders
>their combined heights were just barely enough for Avenger to be able to grab the very top of the wall
HAH! Now pull yourself up and finish them off!

Pull myself up...? But I don't want to--WHA--!
>before Avenger could finish complaining, Natasha had already grabbed her feet
>and managed to push the taller but slender Servant further up the wall
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Annette Bellerose!aLEJudith.Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41542442

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<"Come on, come on! That wall isn't going to last forever!"

>Annette wanted to get out of dodge as quickly as possible and she could see the end of the alley coming up. Once they were out there they had plenty of options for escaping, plenty of roads and alleys to take. Just a few more seconds...

>While Natasha pushed her servant over the wall, she'd hear rocks crumbling and falling apart at her feet. A crack would rise up the middle of the wall and once it reached the top... The wall crumbled into pebbles and comes crashing down on the Master, taking the Sevant down with her.

Ha, eat that you necrophiliac!

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>with Avenger and Natasha struggling to get over the wall Annette set up, Saber turned and followed his Master as best he could, thankfully only having one way to go
>as he used his one hand to press against the wall of the alley and run behind her, he held the other over his face, trying to snuff out any remaining embers that were there
>after a few seconds, he lowered his hand, only to slowly open his eyes and discover that one of them just wasn't working
>he was now blind in one eye

>which would heal eventually, but that would take some time that they didn't have

>so they had to keep moving, and think of a way to counter-attack

<"...Master, it's possible it's dependent on her speaking."

>that was the only real guess he had for how she was doing this, even while he didn't know what "this" was

<"Both times, something only happened when she said it would. Perhaps if we find a way to silence her..."

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<"Aw crap..."
>the wall of rocks collapses on top of Natasha, Avenger tumbling down onto her immediately after
>the Master groaned, feeling quite lucky none of those rocks split her head open... but rather annoyed that was just because Avenger's butt was squishing down on her face
>she quickly squirmed and flailed underneath Avenger, managing to throw her off alongside the rocks the covered her
I am going to KILL that little squirt so hard...!
>then quickly glared at her Servant, getting back onto her feet
Get up, Avenger!

We can't let them get away from us!

Wait, Master...
>Avenger groaned, slowly crawling back onto her feet

>Natasha just growled, quickly grabbing her Servant

>and suddenly heaving the Servant onto her back
All you gotta do is talk, right!? Then fine! You do the talking, I'll do the running!
>and suddenly charged into the alley, Avenger clinging to her muscular back with a low sigh

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>The small master turned around as she was about to exit the alley, her scroll once again ready to go as she put the final stopgap between her and their pursuers. She waited for Saber to pass by before she swung her scroll thrice.


>Fwoosh! Woosh! fffffwoosh!!

>Three fireballs fly down the ally towards the dastardly duo before Annttee quickly runs up the street.

>Gotta find a place to hide...

<"Unless you can pin her down while I shove her own panties into her mouth, I have no way of doing that! My spells might be fast and convenient, but they're not that convenient!"

>While Saber thought it was speaking that was key to Avenger's power, Annette had thought it was line of sight. Perhaps it was both.

<"She wasn't able to do anything to us while I blocked them, line of sight might be a factor as well. We need to hide ourselves, find a way to blend in with the crowd or something..."

>She looked around for some place to duck into to either buy time or hide...

>Her eyes fall upon...
Roll 1d3 = 2
>1: A normal clothing store
>2: A women's underwear store
>3: A costume shop.


>She dashes towards her destination.

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>Saber could hear Natasha gaining on them from further back, but he managed to stumble his way out of the alley all the same
>moving out of the way just as Annette started throwing fireballs into said alley
>he was quickly getting sick of being around so much fire today
>though he had to wonder just how far that oil had spread...

<"We can't be sure blending in will mean anything. Her Master has no qualms with attacking in broad daylight, or about exposing the War to the public."

>he reached up and rubbed at his burned eye, grunting and wincing in doing so

>this was no accident - he thought that, perhaps, if he kept up the pain it might help make him stronger, as it did against Lancer
>it wasn't that effective, however

<"Perhaps we should head for the water, and-"

>he turned just as Annette started running towards the store she had picked out

>and saw what the store sold


>with not much else to do, he ran after her

>though he clearly was not happy about it

<"Are you deliberately trying to humiliate me, Master, or is that just a coincidence?"

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>Avenger blinked a few seconds before Annette picked up her scroll
>the closer Natasha ran, the clearer the future became for the Servant
>and just in nick of time, the Avenger yanked on Natasha's neck

>Natasha falls back, being forced onto the floor by the Avenger
>and before she could let out a furious bark at her Servant, the burning fireballs whizzed past the air right above them
>for a brief instance Natasha had seen her life pass before her eyes, and her skin was quite a few shades whiter as she nearly had another close encounter with fire
>but that fright quickly grew into anger, Natasha suddenly sitting up with a growl and simply kept pushing forward and out of the alley
>Saber's massive frame wasn't difficult to miss, so Natasha could see where the duo was headed
HAH! Who does that little pipsqueak think she's messing with!?
>she grinned widely, letting Avenger down from her back and straightening up
>she dusted off her clothes, very casually striding closer to the store
>her enemies were trapped, but Natasha wasn't about to make the same mistake of underestimating her opponents; a cornered animal had nothing to lose after all
>so Natasha pressed herself against the wall next to the front window of the store, cautiously peering through the glass to try and find Annette, or much more easily, her giant Servant

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<"Purely a coincidence. Now quit complaining I have an idea... but I'm only going to be able to do it once so we need to make it count!

>The small mage makes a beeline for the change rooms in the back room as she starts to pull her shirt off. She finds an unoccupied room and throws her shirt over the door.

Shadow Spectre... "That necrophiliac's too stupid to look in here she'll think it's an obvious trick..."

>A blot of darkness grows inside the room and quickly takes the form of Annette, repeating the phase she just spoke every 20 seconds or so.

<"If you can, go into spirit form Saber."

>Now it was time to look for a fire exit and get the heck out of here...

Roll 1d3 = 2
>1 Fire exit at the end of the hall, which Annette pushes through and quickly books it after quickly pushing the door shut behind her.
>2 No such exit exists, there are only bathrooms which Annette has to duck into quickly...
>3 No bathrooms or exist... but there's a story room with large boxes. Gonna have to go with that! Annette jumps into a huge box of bras!
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>Saber was still just a bit miffed over how all of this was going, but knew better than to argue any further about this
>really, now that Annette mentioned it, he wasn't sure why he hadn't already gone into spirit form once he was far enough away from Avenger
>it might even help him heal a bit faster if he did

>so once Annette ducked into the changing room, he disappeared from sight, returning to his spirit form and hovering nearby her

>he naturally had no comments regarding her undressing, instead keeping his focus on where Natasha and Avenger might be
>and still trying to figure out just what she was doing

<"Whatever she said came true. And it was not just as though it happened out of nowhere, it was as if the situation was already set up ahead of time."

>he followed along as Annette tried to sneak out to the bathroom, still speaking as he floated with her

<"When she spoke of the oil, there was a truck behind her that was the source. But I do not know if the truck was always there and I just did not notice it, or if she made it appear."

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>Natasha's eyes narrowed as she peered into the store, seeing Annette and Saber duck into the change rooms
>but instead of entering the store immediately, Natasha remained in her spot
>her enemy was young and couldn't possibly be that patient, but Natasha could spend an entire day tracking her prey
>and that patience was something Natasha needed to use carefully right now: with an enemy Servant like that, she couldn't risk her and Avenger to be caught off-guard
>heading into the store after them seemed far too risky, and more likely to lead into some kind of trap
>she needed to think about this situation much more carefully...

>Avenger was powerful, but she clearly had her limits

>she wasn't sure if this was based on her sight or voice, but there was definitely some kind of distance limit
>more than that, it seemed like she needed a living target as she was powerless against that stone wall
>but did she actually need to target their enemies specifically in order to get to them?
>she turned to the Servant leaning on the wall behind her
Get in there and do your thing.

>Avenger blinked, staring lazily at her Master

They're hiding, Master... I can't do anything if--

I know that! But you don't have to target them...
>she grinned widely, pointing at the store's workers
When you've got more options~

>Avenger blinked slowly, then let out a sigh

>she sluggishly dragged herself over to the door, swinging it open
>she called inside, catching the attention of the young women as they turned to stare at the woman leaning on the doorway
Did you ever hear about the cat that startled the fireman...? It wasn't a very funny story...




>the Avenger leaned off the wall, wandering back to her Master, and leaving the clerks very confused

>even Natasha just stared at Avenger, starting to worriedly look around her
S-So, uhh... what's coming, exact--
>only to be interrupted as Avenger grabbed her arm, lazily pulling her Master away from the store
>Natasha blinked, now very unsure what to expect
>then she started hearing sirens
>was that a firetruck in the distance
>the garbage fire in the alley!
>it was still burning, so someone must have called them
>then that meant-
>suddenly, a large black cat rushed out past Natasha
>and stopped right in the middle of the road, purring as it lazily groomed itself

>and the firetruck drew closer and closer

>the man behind the wheel spotted the cat at the last second, letting out a shout as he suddenly swerved the truck, losing control of the massive vehicle in a desperate attempt not to run over the innocent animal
>and Natasha realized-
>and quickly ducked for cover as the truck drove onto the sidewalk
>and smashed directly into the underwear store, destroying the front wall and penetrating deep into the building

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>With no obvious way out, it was only a matter of time before Avenger or her master would do
stupid to get at them.

<"Unfortunately all we can do is speculate until we can learn her identity... This ability of hers is ridiculous regardless of what it is. Reality warping, manipulation of probability, or even tamping with events in time, none of those call into someone you can call simply just a skill. It has to be her Noble Phantasm. How she's hiding it from us is--

>Annette lets out a loud yelp as the building rumbles around her, with the sounds of screaming and vehicular chaos ringing in her ears.


>Can't stay here gotta go! Need to find an exit! At least with people poring out now, she could easily use her magic now to flee...

>Roll 1d2 = 1
>1 Annette finds a vent she can fit inside and peels the panel off with a well placed Force spell. She climbs in and starts to crawl towards the other side.
>2 Fuck subtly!


>Annette uses a pillar of stone to blast through the bathroom wall and flees out the opening it created.

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>even if he was in his spirit form, Saber could at least hear something very heavy crash into the front of the store

>he only briefly floated away from his Master, still in his spirit form, trying to investigate
>and saw the fire engine having decimated the store outside

<"She just sent a truck in after us!"

>for the third time that day, Saber was left baffled as to just how she was accomplishing all of this

>especially now that they weren't in her line of sight or earshot range
>so how did she do it this time?

>Annette's suggestion that this was her Phantasm held water, but like her, Saber couldn't figure how she was using it without saying anything
>usually there was some sort of call to reveal what the Phantasm was, that was the risk of using it
>but if she was using it all the time, then that meant they'd have to deduce who she really was, if they could at all

>still stewing over this, Saber floated back and resumed following Annette out of the building, hovering behind her as she crawled through the vent

>hopefully that'd be enough for them to get away

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>Natasha was left staring at the devastation Avenger had just caused with the firetruck, left pretty much speechless
>if her Servant could do something like this, then what the hell could she be up against from other Servants!?
>she quickly jumps onto her feet, rushing straight into the store despite the destruction
>the two firemen were dead as was at least one of the store's employees, but that wasn't her concern
>she rushed past the truck and the rubble, reaching into her jacket as she headed to the back of the store
>and she saw Annette's silhouette in one of the dressing rooms... but something wasn't right
>she was just standing there, muttering something despite the hell that had just happened outside
>with a growl, Natasha approached the curtain and swung it aside, meeting the black blot that had just taken Annette's form
Clever bitch...
>she sheathed her knife back inside her jacket, turning and quickly making her way back out the hole
They got away somehow.
>she growled at her Servant, but more disappointed than angry
That little brat's got more tricks up her sleeve than I thought she did. They could have gone anywhere!
>Avenger just yawned, clearly not perturbed by this
>Natasha rolled her eyes, quickly turning and starting to leave the area
Let's get out of here before the cops come. We're just risking making a target of ourselves.
>Natasha hurriedly left the scene, Avenger following behind her in her usual silence
>on most accounts, this situation wasn't very useful; she's seen at least two of her enemies, but she didn't get much information out of them
>she didn't even know what kind of Servant that giant was
>but she was beginning to understand Avenger's powers slightly more, and could now try and figure out how to move around its limitations even further...

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>it had been slow goings since Fueki's encounter with Assassin and her Master
>despite his attempt to scope out their hiding place, his scout had returned with little information to work with
>with Assassin being the legendary Hattori Hanzo, not being able to find them only made sense
>it was disappointing, but it made sense

>more troubling was how the actual fight had progressed

>if not for proper use of their environment, Rider would've lost
>and now that Fueki knew of one of Rider's critical weaknesses, he had to prepare for the worst

>hence why he was hunched over a work desk, carefully scraping at what looked like a large chunk of crystal

>he would pause every few seconds or so, blowing excess dust off of the crystal, before resuming his task of chipping away at it with a pick
>this task would take some time, but if it worked...
>it'd be the ultimate gamble

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Oh! Mah! Gahd! Becky, would you LOOK at that engine!
Hey, I made it out!
It's horrible!
It's gigantic!


Fun for the whole family!
Daddy, daddy, look! It's Cargnarok! Can I get one! Pleeeaaaaaaase!
Ha ha, not until you're older, Timmy!


>the Rider sat on the couch, slouching over the armrest as he stared at the television

...when was this agai-


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>at least, he would be able to get this finished

>if not for the noise coming from just outside the room
>why he set up his workstation just outside the living room was something he couldn't remember
>nor could he remember why Rider had such an interest in commercials like that
>was it just a Rider thing?

>Fueki soon rose from his seat and walked to the doorway of his small work space, sticking his head out and speaking to Rider

If you must watch TV, do you have to watch it at such a high volume?

The last thing we need right now is noise complaints.

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>the Rider scoffed as he usually did whenever his Master seemed to present any argument
O Master!

The species of MAN worked and TOILED through thousands of YEARS!

You BUILT your inventions upon ALL those that came BEFORE; ever GROWING; ever LEARNING!

Until you REACHED the level where you can TRANSMIT imagery ALL around the world through the use of a simple BOX!

>he turned his head to face Fueki

Why would you INSULT those minds who BROUGHT you such a gift by DENYING them to be used to their LIMIT!

To its UTMOST abilities, as they were INTENDED!


Also, I believe the REMOTE is broken, as the volume buttons DO not work.
>he looked at the remote in his hands, tapping the buttons to show that the volume wasn't actually going down down
But since you are already STANDING, you can turn the volume DOWN if you wish.

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>Fueki's expression flattened at Rider's answer, clearly not pleased with it even if it was unusually mundane
>he hadn't used the TV in a while, so that would explain why the remote had gone unrepaired
>so he entered the room properly, stopping in front of the not-so-surprisingly old CRT TV and began turning the volume down from there

I hope you weren't thinking of going to that event yourself.

I have no interest in watching vehicles mindlessly crash into one another.

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>the Rider simply shrugged his shoulders at Fueki's question
PERHAPS you should show some INTEREST, O Master.

Focusing yourself so MUCH on this war might HAVE its benefits, but let us not KID ourselves!

>he pointed at Fueki, leaning forward on the couch

You are FAR from your HEALTHIEST, O Master, and too MUCH stress cannot do you MUCH good!

It would SURELY be a shame, when you win this WAR, that you were to SUFFER a stroke the MOMENT you saw your precious FAMILY, would it not?

A little CHEER and MERRIMENT wouldn't harm you every ONCE in a while!

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>Fueki let out a displeased grunt at Rider's suggestion, standing back up once he finished fiddling with the TV

Even if I was going to do something "cheering", it wouldn't be that.

I'll worry about my health once all this is over.

And another thing-

>he turned to look at Rider and continue his admonishment, but paused briefly


>he looked to the TV

>then back to Rider
>then raised his eyebrow curiously

...you weren't just saying that to talk me into going because you wanted to go, were you?

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>the Rider shrugged his shoulders again

My bindings to your have PREVENTED me from seeing much of this NEW world of mortals.

But what I HAVE seen has proven to be an AMUSING sight.

I feel like there is MUCH to ENJOY in this world. At the VERY least, new experiences to HAVE.

So... why not EXPERIENCE them?

>he crossed his arms as he leaned back on the couch, crossing one leg over the other as well

As you mortals PUT it: you only live once, no?

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>again, Fueki didn't seem very impressed by this statement

From what I understand, the only mortals who still use that phrase are idiots looking to justify whatever equally idiotic and nearly-suicidal actions pop into their minds.

>clearly Fueki was deadset on being a sourpuss

>he started to walk away, heading back towards his work room, even while he continued to chastise Rider

And correct me if I'm wrong, as my knowledge on Egypt is still somewhat limited...

But don't you come from a society that believes the opposite of that?

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>the Rider chuckled at his Master, not sounding too disappointed
Something like that...
>lifting himself off the couch, the Servant wandered out of the living room
>following Fueki into his work room, he tilted his head slightly as he noticed the dust-covered desk he had been working on
What ARE you working ON after all, Master?

You have BEEN here for quite some TIME already.

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>Fueki wasted little time sitting at his desk, not minding that Rider had come in
>if anything, he welcomed this opportunity to get him up to speed

I'm working on our last-ditch back-up plan.

>he picked up his tools again and resumed slowly chipping away at the crystal, mostly just trying to get it down to a proper size

Though we came out on the better end of that encounter with Hanzo, they still learned something about you that they can use.

If you are not under direct sunlight, you are not at your full power. If we had not brought the light in, you likely would have lost that fight.

I have no desire to bow out of this contest so easily. So I must prepare in the event that you do lose.

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>the Rider hummed, followed by another chuckle

You BREAK the heart of this POOR young god!

>he chuckled again, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed
Although I myself HAVE no intention of LOSING, I suppose I CANNOT blame you for WANTING a back-up plan...

May I be PRIVY to it? Or would that HINDER this plot of yours?

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>Fueki was tempted to ask what exactly qualified as a "young" god, given how long Rider had existed, but elected not to
>instead, he moved to the part of this conversation that he was sure Rider would have qualms with

My plan is not to replace you.

I don't think I could manage to summon a new Servant that easily, given what it took to bring you about...

>he held up the crystal for a moment, tilting it from side to side, judging its size

No, for this to work I cannot allow your spirit to return to the other side.


>he then placed the crystal on the table and resumed his work

I intend to use this as a means for you to remain on this plane even if you are defeated.

By using my body as your vessel.

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>the Rider remained silent, those burning red eyes of his locked onto Fueki's mortal form
>the silence stretched for what could've felt like hours, the Rider making his thoughts a mystery even to the gods themselves
>until finally, his head slowly cocked to the side, and he finally commented:
And how is THAT a boon to US?

I do not think the SIGHT of a broken down OLD MAN will instill MUCH fear into the hearts of our enemies, and there IS only so much the POWER of His Gift can do.

>naturally, with an insult to his master

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It would be enough to keep us in the fight.

>Fueki didn't seem phased by Rider's answer, only continuing to pick away at the crystal he was holding onto

As I said, this is a method of last resort. I don't plan on using it unless I have to.

Frankly, I'm not entirely sure on what exactly will happen. Only that you won't die and we will both have a second chance.

What that does to me and my body...

>he actually gave a small shrug at that, seemingly deeming it not important

We won't know until the moment comes.

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>the Rider let out a quiet chuckle, clearly not worried himself
You DO manage to amaze me SOMETIMES, O Master.

Very well! if this IS your wish, then what shall come SHALL come.

>pushing himself off the wall, the Servant started to return to the living room

As your Chariot, I have VOWED to carry you to the end of THIS War, and I intend to UPHOLD that vow.

So I'm fairly CERTAIN this trinket of YOURS will not be necessary anyway.

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>Fueki noted again that Rider did so love to be dramatic, and a simple sentence could turn into flowery purple prose if he was bored enough
>but at least he was agreeable enough to go with this desperate and probably stupid plan of his

Well, as long as you are confident about it...

>he finally stopped his work, though only for the moment

>he instead turned to actually look at Rider before he continued what he was going to say

You must have an idea of what our next move is.

Do we continue to pursue Assassin?

Or do we try our luck with one of the other Servants?

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>the Rider paused with a thoughtful hum, at least taking the question seriously
>he turned slightly, not entirely facing Fueki, but just enough
UNIMPRESSIVE as the Assassin's current form MAY be, it would be UNWISE to make a judgment BASED on that alone.

She can HIDE her true presence from me, and we cannot RELY on the presence of HER Master to indicate their next attack.

It was LUCK that brought us and the Assassin TOGETHER, and I do not believe we'll HAVE that same luck again now that they are AWARE of our existence...

>he paused, tapping a finger over his arms as her crossed them


I believe trying to FIND the Assassin would be a waste of time. They shall APPEAR to us sooner or LATER.

Focusing our efforts in the REST of those involved in this War should REMAIN our priority.

As long we STAND beneath His Gift, there IS no Servant that can stand BEFORE me. We keep our ACTIONS in the day, while our enemies stalk the NIGHT.

They will NOT expect us to take that initiative.

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>Fueki nodded slowly, able to follow Rider's line of logic without any problems
>while Assassin knowing a crucial weakness of theirs was a problem, trying to track down one as elusive as her would serve to waste their time
>time that could be spent going on the offensive against an unprepared Servant

That just leaves the question of which one we try and find.

Those murders that seemed to be the work of Berserker have quieted down...the trail has gone cold there...

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>the Rider lifted his finger, quickly turning fully to Fueki
I believe I may KNOW a way to aid us in OUR quest!

After all, WOULD it not be fair to assume that NOT all Masters partaking in this WAR have been born and RAISED in this city?

>he stepped back towards the door, crossing his arms again as he continued to explain

Perhaps there is SOME way of finding any new ARRIVALS to this place.

Those who do NOT belong would have a HIGH chance of being those WE seek!

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>Fueki folded his arms and gave a grumble under his breath, trying to think of how best to accomplish that

...so we'd have to ask around at airports and whatnot about any new arrivals.

Or just ask around local stores for any foreigners coming in.

Or just try and look around for foreigners ourselves.

>put like that, it sounded like a ridiculously difficult task

>but he did give Rider a somewhat crooked smile

Then again, this is Japan...

That may not be as hard to do as it sounds.

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