Cry Havoc and....... What do you mean wrong ref?

[Jordan Percival Gallagher]

Day 1 - Night

As our two heroes walked the Italian streets, Jordan started thinking out loud once again about what he had read in an Italian newspaper, which was of course written in Italian and translating it had been quite a pain. “…………How did the papers already find out about people dying from “mysterious causes”? I guess Italy has some of the best reporters out there. I mean, unless this has happened before earlier… But even then you said the war started today. So what, monsters just started showing up today as well? I don’t get it. Even if a “Caster” as you put it, was responsible for the things that attacked us, why were they so easy for you to kill? You would think a Heroic Spirit with the ability to summon monsters would summon stronger ones that were…… you know useful or at least capable of better pack behavior.”

Rubbing the back of his head, Jordan was currently trying to re-find the office of a certain very becoming doctor. What made this difficult was first, the fact that the first time he went there he was bleeding and it was dark. The second problem was the fact that Jordan seemed unable to read a map to save his life. He had almost gone the wrong way so many times Honda had to physically turn Jordan around to get him going the right way. Finally after Honda had gotten sick of it, he convinced Jordan that he should just ask for directions. Thankfully the dreadlocked lad was capable of following directions much better than he was looking at a map so they were now going the right way. The only thing left to do was to find the sign that showed when the doctor’s office was.

Sighing, Jordan then said, “After this I hope we can finally get something to eat. I’m running on empty and the last time I ate was yesterday. Plane food is not an acceptable meal, no matter what class you're in. And I resent that they made me go to first class. I was fine in coach but nooooo, the seat was too small. All I got was ‘Your muscles are taking up too much space so we need you to move.’ You know they then proceeded to make me pay extra for a seat I didn’t even want? But even that wouldn’t have happened if that lady I was sitting next wasn’t in such a hurry to join the mile high club with her metro-sexual friend. She just whined the whole time until I got moved. Such a pain.”

[Honda Tadakatsu]

"A Servant needn't be summoned at a specific time, Jordan. And if Caster had been summoned earlier, as this one suspects, this may be troublesome. They are the most resourceful class of the seven, one which is bound to grow stronger over time. The sooner this threat is dealt with, the better. For everyone."

Honda's awareness was dispersed, his senses actively scanning the area for suspicious activity. That did not mean that his words were a bunch of absent-minded giberrish, however. Instinct allowed him to remain aware of his surroundings to such a degree without impending his thought process in the slightest.

"I don't get it. Even if a "Caster", as you put it, was responsible for the things that attacked us, why were they so easy for you to kill? You would think a Heroic Spirit with the ability to summon monsters would summon stronger ones that were... you know useful or at least capable of better pack behavior."

Was that really such a mystery?

"The one standing before you is but a humble warrior. Not a witch, nor magus, nor a holy man to know all the mysteries of the Universe. He cannot tell what goes through the heads of such people. ...But from a military perspective, a number of possible explanations come to his mind. The beast that had attacked you may have strayed away from its pack, maybe even with a specific target in mind. Stealth is another plausible explanation for why it was alone... though this one cannot fathom how a stone shikigami and stealth could mix together. And denying the usefulness of the creature after seeing that corpse yesterday is not the smartest move, boy. They may be no match for a Servant, but remain a major threat to the Master... Ah, Jordan, we should head this way now."

It seemed like his words had made his Master weary, and anxious. Honda did not mind Jordan's talkativeness but he mostly replied briefly, merely showing common courtesy. After all, his mind was more occupied with preventing his directionally challenged partner from getting them lost. A long while of wandering around later, the duo had finally reached their first goal. However, something was slightly off about the hospital.

"...This place certainly is popular. Jordan, chances of getting a meal right now have just become slimmer. Stay close to this one; he senses another from within."

[Guan Yu]

So stiff people would wonder if he was paralysed or stuffed if he was in physical form, Guan Yu stood resolute near here Master. The only betrayal of his real feelings was the somewhat glazed over eyes.

Yes, his new Master had made it clear she did not desire victory. But it would be nice to do something. He felt rather useless at the moment.

Which is probably why he snapped to attention the moment something of interest happened, namely he could detect another Servant. A brief warning to his Master, and he was in physical form and on the move. A few mobile patients gave him a weird look as the rather tall man in robes with a long beard went past, but nobody seemed concerned enough to challenge him.

He only started actually thinking about ten seconds after he had started moving. It seemed unlikely an opponent would pick a fight here, even at night Hospitals were hardly empty. However, that previous experience was burned into Guan Yu’s mind. What if it was the Servant from the prison, here to kill for a prana boost, or even just for their own sick amusement.

Of course, there were other likely reasons. Perhaps they worked here, or more likely were bringing their injured Master to be healed. Still, He damn well wasn’t going to risk it.

His gaze narrowed as he closed in on the opponent. Hopefully this would end without bloodshed, but if worst comes to worst, he would be ready.

[Catherine Trandor]

This day has been quite eventful for her, and she’s not sure that she can take anymore excitement in one day. Alas, it seems that it’s quite a wishful thinking, as her servant quickly realized that another servant is in the vicinity. Erin’s no fool as well; she can sense that a magus bearing a servant is nearby for the second time today. She can’t guess just what exactly this new magus, if it is a new magus, wants from her. Unfortunately, her servant had acted more quickly than she could ever warn him, a hallmark of an alert warrior but it doesn’t quite serve her purpose right now.

“Take your medicine three times everyday until symptoms of cough has lessened. You can get it from the medicine store next door.” Handing the recipe’s detail, Erin quickly stands up from her chair, perhaps a bit quickly. Her latest patient watched confused as she rushed outside the doors, on the trails of her servant. Along the way she passed by her next patients, flabbergasted as her tall servant passed by. Composing herself, she walks towards the few patients waiting at the living room, opening her circuits and circulating her prana in preparation of her next move.

“Thank you for your patience. Unfortunately there’s a sudden business that came up so there should be sometime before I can examine another patient. Sorry for this inconvenience.” As all sets of eyes were focused towards her, Erin clicked her fingers, causing others in the room to simply focus on her last sentence, erasing the memory of her hasty servant from their memory. “Hopefully it won’t be long.” She says as she makes her way towards the front part of her clinic.

Rider, please restrain yourself for just a bit. This area is supposed to be a neutral ground. Opening the door towards the lobby, she continues to second-guess herself about the identity of the latest visitor. If battle’s unavoidable, try to lead them far away from the clinic if possible. The number of civilians in this area is simply too great.

[Jordan Percival Gallagher]

"...This place certainly is popular. Jordan, chances of getting a meal right now have just become slimmer. Stay close to this one; he senses another from within."

He must mean popular in the sense that another Heroic Spirit is here. Because if he doesn't, that just means people are her to get treated. Now I really wish another heroic spirit wasn't here. I don't really want to fight the woman who healed me earlier. And no that I think about it I never told Shiki about Dr........ what did the name plaque on her front desk say? ......Trandor. That was it. I never told Shiki about the good doctor, and if he meets her that cutie redheaded partner of his might attack or something.

Facepalming at his error, Jordan could only hope for the best and entered the lobby of the doctor's office. Sitting down in a chair after ringing the bell on the desk once, he waited for the doctor to come out.

The person who came out first wasn't the doctor, and in fact wasn't even female. Jordan saw a bearded man come from the back room in a hurry as if he had been waiting for someone to show up. The feeling that Jordan had however, was that this guy was something special. Also that he was a Heroic Spirit.

“Crap! Okay bro I don’t know how what he’s got planned, but we’ve got to at least get him off balance so we have a chance at winning this battle.” Jordan jumped up from the chair he was sitting in and had gotten into a defensive stance behind Honda knowing from what Honda had said before about not being able to win against a Heroic Spirit. Because of this knowledge, Jordan assumed the stance and looked around for anyone who could be the partner of the bearded man.

Well he did until he saw the bearded man relax as if he heard someone say to not attack, the rush of possible battle still very apparent in the man’s eyes. About five seconds later Jordan relaxed his pose as the door opened and Dr. Trandor came out somehow looking ever more beautiful to Jordan for some reason, most likely because of the fact that since he wasn’t bleeding out, he could see her more clearly than he could the last time.

After looking around to make sure no one else could over hear them Jordan spoke with a calming smile on his face. “Hello Doctor Trandor. I had some questions about certain matters like very unique “dogs” and a certain……”chalice” and the word is you’re the go-to woman for info about it. While I wanted to wait until I had more free time before coming back and possibly taking you out for dinner, the business that I have with you is sadly more important. I feel that this info would really help me to understand just what it will take for this wish that I might get to come true. Would you be willing to tell me more about it, I’ll gladly pay you for you time and if you’re busy with patients I can wait until you are done treating them.”

[Honda Tadakatsu]

A beard of legend entered the lobby. Not just that, but the man carrying it could only be described as "legendary" as well. Towering at least two heads above the mere mortals surrounding him, this god among men radiated dignity and superiority, his mere presence instilling a variety of emotions, from fear to awe, and to respect. A perfect warrior, if there ever was one, or, at least, he was closest to that ideal of all men Honda had known. The Lancer could not help but admire this incarnation of masculine beauty. Would any of his remaining opponents be the same as this one? Two of the seven had already been confirmed women, and the Caster of this War supposedly went around killing innocents. In light of that (and his own unsightly appearance... though he had to admit that his body was in its strongest form), Honda had been somewhat disappointed with how things were proceeding, but now it was all water under the bridge, an unimportant trifle of the past. For he met this person before him, this walking legend (...though, of course, each of the Servants was one as well, but that's that).

Honda had stepped between Jordan and the incoming giant the moment he sensed his approach, but refrained from drawing his spear in the presence of other people. Yet facing this colossal warrior, he had almost lost to the temptation of jumping straight into the fray. Fortunately, the feeling of hostile intent suddenly vanished, and the other Servant stopped a safe distance away. A minute of strained silence after, the good doctor came out. Hearing Jordan do what Jordan does, the golden-haired pretty boy felt his brow twitch a little. Being friendly with the enemy is one thing but his Master was too trusting. This vixen had just announced herself a neutral party, and the clinic a neutral ground, a mere 10 hours before, only to get involved in the War as she pleased. There was no mistaking that fact; Honda could tell just from the other Servant's behavior when she had appeared; or, rather, when Honda threw a spiteful glance in her direction. The intent flowing from the tall warrior was clear - to protect, at all cost. He would not allow as much as a hint of hostility to reach the woman by his side. In that respect, he was the same as Tadakatsu, it seemed. It would be a pleasure... no, an honor to cross blades with this particular Heroic Spirit. In the end, despite his antagonism towards the woman, it was not a servant's place to criticize their master, and if the boy had let his guard down, it just meant that he would have to make up for it by being that much more attentive; the Servant remained quiet, his eyes locked with those of the giant, excited flames dancing deep within those golden pupils of his.

Only after Jordan had finished his speech did the Lancer's eyes move away from the other warrior's beard face. Giving a sharp glare to the good doctor, he asked, slight impatience ringing in his voice,

"Good doctor, while this one is but a humble Servant, there are times when he has to speak up and even defy his Master's will. For his highest priority is the boy's safety. As his shield, he cannot allow any proceedings until he gains satisfaction. Thus, this one asks, why has a neutral party decided to get involved?"

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OOC: Adam, sorry about forcing that reaction onto you there. It seemed Guan Yu-ish. If you want me to change it, send a PM.

[Guan Yu]

”Rider, please restrain yourself for just a bit. This area is supposed to be a neutral ground. If battle’s unavoidable, try to lead them far away from the clinic if possible. The number of civilians in this area is simply too great.”

What else did she expect him to do? A tinge of anger, a spark that quickly faded. She wasn’t sure, they hadn’t really gotten to know each other in the short time they had been together. Of course she would be cautious, make sure he didn’t do anything stupid.

He entered the lobby from the back room, and came face-to-face with the Servant.

Well, he had only half-expected an opponent who looked like… that. Guan Yu assumed the Servant before him was male, but his skin had a soft, almost feminine quality to it. His eyes matched the colour of his hair, not strange on it’s own, but the man’s hair happened to be gold. Hardly a common eye colour, although Guan Yu didn’t imagine he would figure out their identity with that particular scrap of information.

Still, the way he stood resolute told him there was more to protecting his Master, whom he could vaguely see behind the Servant in front of him, then simply a way to stay on this earth. How they too seemed to resist the impulse to attack the person they would probably have to fight later. Here there would be casualties, and that Servant understood it, although his Master might need a reminder, if that outburst of “getting him off balance” was anything to go by.

A couple of seconds passed, but the Servant didn’t follow that order. Guan Yu relaxed, thankful. This warrior in front of him could well earn his respect.

The back door opening announced Catherine’s arrival. This seemed to snap the opposing Master to his senses, and he was now completely visible, his eyes directed at his Master… There was something about that look that touched a nerve, but Guan Yu didn’t react. He was an expert at holding such reactions in.

“Hello Doctor Trandor. I had some questions about certain matters like very unique “dogs” and a certain……”chalice” and the word is you’re the go-to woman for info about it. While I wanted to wait until I had more free time before coming back and possibly taking you out for dinner…” They rambled on. When they finally reached a conclusion, the opposing Servant finally moved his wary eyes from Guan Yu to… Glare at his Master. Guan Yu gave the Servant the benefit of the doubt, but it did make the situation a little more volatile. Such a glare did cause something, Guan Yu switched back to battle-ready stance.

”Good doctor, while this one is but a humble Servant, there are times when he has to speak up and even defy his Master's will. For his highest priority is the boy's safety. As his shield, he cannot allow any proceedings until he gains satisfaction. Thus, this one asks, why has a neutral party decided to get involved”

Hmm, interesting.

‘My apologies.’ Relaxed once again, Guan Yu decided to speak first. Perhaps a warrior speaking to another would make him more accepting of the truth, certainly his Master had lost the man’s trust. He gave a small bow. ‘Doctor Trandor formed a contract with me after I failed to save my previous master. Still, as far as I am concerned, I have lost this war, I am not worthy to obtain the grail. Thus I am perfect for Trandor, who merely desire to limit the casualties of this war.’

Neither the other Servant, nor their Master had a reason to believe him, but the truth was on the table. Guan Yu paused, allowing his Master to speak for herself.

[Catherine Trandor]

Well this is quite a surprise.

She honestly expected that he would be back eventually, but perhaps not this fast. It’s barely even a day since he suffered an injury that would otherwise leave him incapacitated for the rest of the day. Even if her spell earlier had closed the wound, it’s still risky running around with such a closely-knitted wound, especially in an environment as volatile as the Grail War…Though remembering how his attitude was when she last parted with him, it’s not as surprising to know now just how reckless he is.

Judging from how he acted he’s not here to cause trouble, his servant though…

Lancer’s piercing gaze almost made her uncomfortable if not for her overall fatigue settling in and almost made it trivial. It’s a good thing that she sent Vicky away to buy some groceries (along with extra pocket money for whatever she wants…most likely nonsensical things Erin barely understands again) so that she won’t add to the headache she begin to feel right now. She returns the gaze with one of her own, one that didn’t display any emotion whatsoever, if a bit tired.

To be perfectly honest, Jordan’s rambling flew over her head with the exception of the words ‘chalice’ and ‘dogs’. Her mind filtered the words afterwards as unnecessary, and pretty much stayed on business for the duration of Jordan’s sentences. The exchange between her servant and Lancer proved to be interesting, however. It seems she doesn’t have to scramble away looking for plausible explanation when there’s a trustworthy source beside her. It’s one of the perks of having a servant that doesn’t have shady characteristics…though perhaps an Assassin or a Caster would avoid these kinds of situations in the first place.

“As Rider said, I didn’t abandon my neutral status, it’s simply for protection. You know very well how rabid those ‘dogs’ can be, right? The reports have been worrying, and now we have a report about a commotion in jail as well.” She gestures towards the clinic door, “Now should we step inside for the explanation then? Remaining like this would probably attract a few attentions.”

[Jordan Percival Gallagher]

As Jordan saw the three people talk, he came to the conclusion that Dr. Trandor wasn't having any of his flirting. Indeed it was a disappointment but as they say, such is life. Therefore turning back to the actual topic at hand Jordan said to the Servant with the rocking beard, "I'm sorry to hear about your first partner manly bearded one. But I am glad that if you did have to find another partner you were able to become the partner to the Doctor. I can think of no one better, considering she’s not interested in…..an certain “Indiana Jones movie” like we are. Also there’s the fact that she is trying to keep people alive and that’s cause for respect, at least in my eyes.”

Having been invited inside Jordan and Honda walked inside to a room that was cut off from the other parts of the hospital, most likely a storage area or something. Seeing the look of what looked like possible impatience on the good doctor’s face Jordan continued, “Okay Doctor Trandor here it is, I’m not sure about everything that’s going on in this war, or at least not about the grail itself anyway. The concept of a “Holy Grail” that can grant wishes…. it just seems too I don’t know……. off or easy or something. Like if I win and wish wrong it could backfire. So I want to know all I can about the Grail and the War and everything that I might have to do to win and lower the death rate as much as I can. Because I don’t believe that I have to kill all my opponents just to win and before you say anything else, yes I am aware that my enemies won’t all think the way I do and I’m prepared to kill if I have to, but only if it comes to that.....not like it’s new to me.”

Thinking back to the conversation he had before Jordan said, “Besides, I’m not fighting just for myself. I was dragged into this war and I know I’m not the only person who was. Those people don’t deserve to be hunted down and killed by some selfish person who wants ultimate power or something. So even if I have to be the kind of fighter who fights defensively in this war or jumps in to stop the innocents from getting hurt like a wannabe comic book hero, that’s preferable to me when the other option is to go after the weaker fighters and brutally kill them just for my gain.”

Speaking mentally to Honda Jordan stated, “Sorry if that drops your opinion of me some partner. But that’s how I feel. You could say I am adamant about it.”

[Honda Tadakatsu]

If it were the woman speaking those words, Honda would not have paid heed to them. Far from it, he would have probably suspected a lie, some kind of deception; she would pretend to be neutral to the very end to avoid unnecessary battles and then treacherously crush the final enemy, she would remove inconvenient foes by pretending to be neutral and joining forces with a party easier to deal with under that pretense... A sly fox had many methods to manipulate everyone around her and would never fight fair, even if she had the strength to do so - she would conceal that strength instead, in case it was ever needed for a surprise attack.

However, he was contented by the noble warrior's reply. Indeed, rules cannot be enforced but by overwhelming power. Furthermore, in a war such as this one. For even though the Holy Grail War was an organized ritual, the actions of individual contenders could not be controlled except by forcing them into compliance. The good doctor's choice was logical if viewed in that light.

"Acknowledged. Your reasons are accepted, and your stance admirable. This meeting makes this Servant Lancer feel honored."

These words were followed by a respectful bow. Certainly, this dignified Servant appeared worthy of his veneration. If he managed to hold on to his words. Even among the greatest of men, many had been swayed astray by the whims and whispers of a vile woman. He did not trust this "miss Trandor", either. Yet in respect to the nobility of this Heroic Spirit, he could accept her words and reasons.

As Honda stepped down and followed his Master into the good doctor's room, his thoughts wandered off to matters far removed from the present. The image of this deity walking the Earth, this memory... It was unfortunate that he would only get to carry it until the end of this War. Hopefully, he would at least get a chance to get to know this Rider better before the existence of either of them in this time and place faded to nothingness. What a joy it would be to...

"Sorry if that drops your opinion of me some partner. But that’s how I feel. You could say I am adamant about it."

...Jordan's voice resounding in his head interrupted these musings. His question did not catch him by surprise, however. Not that it was expected, but such a conclusion fell in line with the morality the boy had shown up to now. Quite more so than a wish for omnipotence, at least. There was no need to hesitate or even think about the answer.

"Worry not, Jordan. It is not this humble Servant's place to question his Master's motives and actions, Jordan. He would rather follow a noble leader than a foul tyrant, yet it does not mean he would treat the latter differently. As long as you do not turn suicidal in your quest of righteousness, he will have no objections. "

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Feel free to skip my next turn or two... or however many are necessary. Honda will just stand there quietly until talk of shadow dogs starts.

[Guan Yu]

Guan Yu was glad that he was not fighting this Servant to the death. Yet, anyway.

Both he and his Master had honour. Fighting for the innocent. A memory stirred of the man he had once served, a man who was willing to shoulder the burdens so many.

The Master had expressed it freely, something others may consider a weakness. In truth, it was a great strength. Such compassion and honesty would bring the masses to his side. United, they would be strong. Learn how to control his temper, and he would be a great leader.

Especially with one like Lancer at his side. Great men could fall from the mistaken choice of who to have right by their side, but Lancer would fight for his Master to the bitter end.

So Guan Yu thought with great conviction. He could be wrong, but doubting yourself was to be avoided. If proven wrong, accept it, but until then follow it with everything you have.

He was also convinced that this Master and his Servant would go far into the war, so long as he did not hesitate in his belief. Perhaps, if fate decreed it, he would be able to fight at their side.

‘I thank you for your understanding, Servant Lancer, and I wish you and your Master luck on your endeavours.’ Guan Yu nodded his head before turning back to Lancer’s Master. ‘Now, I believe you mentioned something about dogs?’

Perhaps he meant familiars, of a Master or Servant. Certainly, Guan Yu had met some familiars, although they had been more humanoid then canine.

[Catherine Trandor]

Erin’s quite well aware that inviting the two guests back in means that she would have to yet again wipe the memories of the occupants of her waiting room, but it’s necessary in order to deal with uninvited guests like them. She’s also well aware that mind enchantments are far from perfect, and using them with reckless abandon would result in holes on their memory, but it’s easier to just use it than coming up with a plausible explanation for this situation.

After once again feeding false memories towards the gathered few at the waiting room, Erin leads the pair and her own servant towards the storage room besides the treating room as to not attract too much attention. Turning towards the young man and her servant, she adapts a relaxed posture, trying to convince the two of them that she really doesn’t consider fighting an option inside her clinic. Eyeing Jordan for his question, she took a breather before answering it.

“The inner workings of the Grail is the secret of the Einzbern family, they’ve been jealously guarding it for as long as their family exist. One thing’s for sure though,” she turns her gaze towards the servant accompanying the man, “the reason that the Grail needs one pair standing at the end of the war is because it needs the…’essence’ of the defeated sevants, to put it in layman’s term.” She stops to recall the exact nature of the conversation they had the last time the visiting pair was here, “I told you that you can seek protection once your servant’s been defeated, right? That’s exactly why. Only servants need to be defeated in order to ‘win’ the competition, not the masters. Of course, it’s a lot less painful effort to kill the master instead of the servant.” She casts a glance towards her own servant after that last sentence, as if to apologize for bringing up unpleasant memories.

“Your intention is certainly welcomed amidst the power-hungry types that usually flock towards the Grail War. In fact, it certainly makes my job here easier.” Stopping to sigh at no one in particular, Erin tries to make herself comfortable in this… cramped storage room, even if the situation doesn’t quite permit it. Her servant’s enquiry about the dogs interest her too.

[Jordan Percival Gallagher]

Nodding Jordan answered the doctor/warrior pair, “Yes, the first night I was here, I was attacked by what my partner and I think were summoned creatures. They wounded me and because of that I was able to summon my partner here who proceeded to off them all. We, and by “we” I mean the Golden Child here, thinks that they were summoned by a Caster Heroic Spirit.”

Rubbing his head in slight embarrassment Jordan continued with, “I’m sorry to bother you with my questions, but you are the only person I knew of that would be able to give me some answers. I’m………not very…….. well-read on the magic world. To be honest, I thought I was the only one who could even use it. No one else ever mentioned it when I stealthily asked about it to the kinds of people who looked like they’d do something like that so I just dropped it. And I figured if I were the only one who could do this kind of thing, I’d not want to tell people so I wouldn’t get attacked and burned at the stake or something.”

Recovering from the embarrassing story Jordan went on, “So I was wondering, since you’re a doctor, have you had any other cases of bite or claw marks or anything like that? Your office is the closest one to where I was attacked before so I figured if they were using the abandoned building as a lair, they would lash out at the people who go by. And if those people got hurt, they would come here since I know from personal experience that you can help them.”

Giving a reassuring smile Jordan said, “If we can get some info to go on, my partner and I can go after whoever’s causing these creatures to attack people before somebody really gets hurt. Since I’m not wearing my fancy dress clothing I’ll be able to put up a better fight this time around.”

[Guan Yu]

“Of course, it’s a lot less painful effort to kill the master instead of the servant.” Guan Yu’s Master turned to him, a silent apology.

He gave a weak smile in return that quickly faded. It didn’t hurt, his own self-pity was far too entrenched already for any other’s thoughts to matter.

He turned back to Jordan as he began speaking. Well, the beasts were prolific, if nothing else.

As Guan Yu listened, his neutral expression slowly shifted into a frown. This information was troubling, and gave credence to the origin of these beasts being Caster rather than a Master’s, the numbers and spread suggested a powerful being at the helm, scouting out and draining energy from anyone unlucky enough to get into their way.

‘His goal is indeed noble.’ And, perhaps, something Catherine may assist with. Neutrality or not, this would most likely be the kind of thing they should be heavily involved in. Guilty as it made him feel, he couldn’t help but relish the thought. ‘I myself have fought creatures I suspect are the work of Caster. Humanoid, with animalistic teeth and claws, glowing red eyes. Is that what they looked like?’

If it didn’t, that could be worrisome, a Caster whom was not a one-trick pony with their summons, or worse. They were certainly a danger to everyone, not just contestants of the war.

‘But you must tread carefully, a Servant willing to be so heartless will know not of honour, they will be the kind of person that, as my Master said, flock towards the Grail with dark and selfish intents. I am not saying you should not go after them, of course, just plan carefully.’ Not that he was one to talk of “plans”, but it felt like the right thing to do.

He paused. ‘I myself know not of the identity or location of the Servant, to be honest that little information I gave you merely widens the possible locations.

[Catherine Trandor]

The story of the young man seems quite familiar. Indeed, the same speculative bit of wisdom was spouted by her servant at the time of their own contract-binding ‘ritual’. Now with two similar ideas she heard ever since this Grail War starts; the likelihood that one or more Casters or other type of servants with summon-type ability turning the streets of Lucca into a warzone doesn’t seem that farfetched. If this continues, the Church will sooner or later heard of this and perhaps issue a hunt for this Caster servant…even if they don’t fully understand what it’s capable of. Regardless, there’s no harm done in starting ahead of them for this particular matter.

Erin rests her head at her temple in response to Jordan’s last enquiry. While independents aren’t exactly forbidden from participating in the War, there are certain factions within the Clock Tower that will be very glad indeed if they’re kept far away from the ultimate prize, if only for petty reasons. “At least you’re discreet about it. Attracting a lot of attention as a magus isn’t exactly an advised course of action. That’s a good way to avoid being ‘burned at the stake’, as you say.” Not just from the ‘normal’ authority either.

“As for your enquiry about patients…unfortunately no, there hasn’t been an influx of patients with bite or claw marks regretfully. Caster familiars rarely leave witnesses to tell the tale after all.” Hearing her servant’s suggestion, she briefly contemplates the possibility that her clinic might be attacked because of ignorant or amoral masters…or servants. “Since there’s not much information to go on how about this…we can go looking at the problem with our own resources. Of course, I need to go dismiss my patients for the night…”

[Jordan Percival Gallagher]

(Sorry this took so long, I hate writer's block.)

“If you’re sure you want to come with us, I’m not the kind of guy to say no to hanging around a pretty lady or her epically bearded pal. But only if you’re absolutely sure, I don’t want to feel like I’m dragging you into something you wanted to stay neutral in.”
Taking a look at the door Jordan continued, “Those people out there, they need you as well and their well being is a little more important than some guy’s search for some monster dogs. If you’re sure you still want to pal around with me looking for stuff, my partner and I can wait in the lobby while you finish for the day if you want. Or if you think your patients would feel uneasy about some giant foreigner while they wait for the doctor, my partner and I can wait outside until the two of you are finished.”

Looking at the bearded Heroic Spirit, Jordan walked over to him and after leaning in next to his to his ear quietly spoke again. “If this offends you, I apologize in advance. I know you’re mad at what happened to your first partner. I won’t say to get over it because that would be one of the worst things to say. And I won’t say it gets easier. I will say that you have a second chance with the doctor. If you want to start to atone, then keep her alive at all costs. Not everyone gets a second chance like that. Trust me; I know all about that kind of defeat already. And guys like us, have to live with it everyday.”

Turning away from the bearded hero, Jordan quickly walked back away from the master beard and prepared to exit the storeroom. (Partially because he didn’t want the Heroic Spirit to get offended enough to stab him to death.) Knowing that was being watched by Honda, the tall American said to the golden Lancer, “I should have figured it wouldn’t be easy to find those monster dogs, not to mention what will happen if for some one in a million chance the Caster isn’t the reason for the monsters. If that’s the case, we need a Plan B. What else could cause monsters to appear and how do we go about finding the reason?”

[Honda Tadakatsu]

Jordan made sure to keep his voice down when addressing Rider but the keen senses of a Servant allowed Honda to discern every word nonetheless, and what he heard brought a wistful smile onto his face. Rider's circumstances were very similar to his own, and as it seemed, similar to those of his Master as well. That was... quite disturbing, actually, unless he had misunderstood something. Honda was not what one would call a "conspiracy theorist"; however, he always regarded every situation with a healthy dose of suspicion, just to be on the safe side. The Holy Grail system, as it was explained to him, required either a catalyst or a sympathetic connection between the summoner and the summoned. The blood of Tokugawa-sama's descendant alone was not enough to reach him at the Throne of Heroes, that much had been proven when said descendent failed... and died. And with his death, Honda had become, in retrospect, a similar existence to Jordan - a man tormented by a past failure. While a silly theory, it was food for thought, and Servant Lancer only hoped he could believe it a very lucky coincidence...

It would be prudent to talk with Jordan about his past sometime. At the moment, however, they had a more pressing conversation.

"...While not an authority on the subject, this one does have suggestions. However, conceiving plans when one is blind to the situation at large is not advisable. Whether the one responsible is the Caster Servant or not, your prime directive should be gathering intelligence. The doctor is your primary and only source of information at the moment. To this one's best knowledge, the Church is here to prevent collateral damage, meaning they may be willing to help in this endeavour, and according to miss Thrandor, they have a number of agents scouting the town at all times. Their observations may be key to finding the perpetrator... However, the question of how much these religious zealots are prepared to disclose to outsiders remains open, as well as the possibility of being used to further an agenda of their own."

"...This one would prefer to avoid further assumptions before collecting all available information. At the moment, he would advise consulting the doctor and Rider before taking action."

[Guan Yu]

His Master spoke the words he longed to hear. Searching for and eliminating a dark stain on the earth. A reason to not be cooped up here… Yes, there was guilt for feeling that way, but joy far exceeded it.

He nodded in response. Oddly, the opposing Master decided to advance on him, bringing his face to his ear. What, something he didn’t want Master Catherine to hear?

“If this offends you, I apologize in advance. I know you’re mad at what happened to your first partner. I won’t say to get over it because that would be one of the worst things to say. And I won’t say it gets easier. I will say that you have a second chance with the doctor. If you want to start to atone, then keep her alive at all costs. Not everyone gets a second chance like that. Trust me; I know all about that kind of defeat already. And guys like us, have to live with it everyday.”

With that, he walked away. Guan Yu blinked. Well, they had clearly experienced something similar. It was kind of funny, really, that the man thought he knew more about it than him. Then again, they knew not his identity, and it was the thought that counted. With a smile, Guan Yu bowed his head, but said nothing.

Then the other Servant spoke, with wise leanings that showed a part of just how that man had become a hero.

‘The Church may, indeed, be willing to assist. I see little harm in asking, we are not so foolish to be ensnared by any lies they may spew. Perhaps their headquarters would be a fine place to ask such a question?’ He turned to Catherine. ‘It, along with the areas the beasts have been seen, would be optimal areas to begin our search.’

[Catherine Trandor]

“Well it seems it’s too late for me to be neutral at this rate…”

Though she cannot seem to shake off the nagging feeling that they’re being watched, Catherine stayed firm in her demeanor as her newfound allies seems to be eager on getting to the bottom of this situation. Regardless, there’s no better priority right now than the safety of the patients in her clinic. Moreover, they cannot be allowed to meet face-to-face with the shadowy dogs else the rumors will start again and the Church will become more aggressive in their enforcement of the rules. Her mind races as she tries to concoct a plan that will allow them to proceed with minimal breach of information and hassles. Finally, after a few good seconds of silence the doctor speaks with a low voice towards her servant and the other pair.

“Jordan, Lancer, wait a minute. I still need to guarantee my patients’ safety this evening, and to do that I’ll need both of your help.” She stops leaning to one of the storage racks to better project her voice.

“Can I request for you two to scout the area around this clinic and eliminate potential threats? Once you’re positive that none of the threats are present I want you to circle around to the back of the clinic and shuts the…electrical generator there down. That should give me the excuse I need to close this place for the evening. Take Rider with you, with luck that should give enough fighting prowess to take care of possible threats quickly.”

As she finishes, she takes the time dust off the dirt she accumulates by leaning in the storage racks earlier. “Once we’ve done that, we’ll have more wriggle room on conducting our search.”

[Jordan Percival Gallagher]

Try as he might, the thought of the church brought a pained grimace to Jordan’s face. Flashes of a past he could not forget, no matter how much he wanted to rushed through his mind quickly. Though he wanted to make clear how much he’d rather jump off a large pier than go talk to a church member, he kept his mouth shut and listened instead. The good doctor’s plan sounded good to the dread locked man and having both his partner and another Heroic Spirit would be a great team... but there was just this one thing... one little detail that bothered Jordan.

“We can pull of your plan easily Doctor Trandor...” Jordan stopped and darted his eyes around the room for a second. “I must be getting paranoid or something.” Shaking his head, Jordan continued with, “Anyway, yeah my partner and I can follow your plan easily. I can work the generator and Lancer can scan. I’m sure his and the bearded one’s detect evil skill is better than mine anyway.”

The thought he didn’t share with the class was, “And I don’t trust either one of them to shut down the generator in a way that doesn’t include stabbing it while yelling obscenities in their native language.” Turning to Lancer, Jordan asked, “But since we’re a team and all, you okay with this idea buddy? If you have a better plan, we would listen without judging and stuff, cause I got nothing honestly... and I'm a bit worried about leaving you here by yourself doctor. There's always that one in a billion chance of something going wrong.”