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sweethymns2014-12-02 04:34 pm
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![]() Private AU/PSL RP, set in the Fate/stay night universe. Multiple Servants of each class are being summoned or are rogue and appear from mysterious rifts along with shadow-like monsters, threatening to tear apart this unstable and distorted alternate reality. ➤ FSN AU Ai Thao Kha. ➢ Fate/ALT.distortion Playlist. |
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I wasn't trying to be!
[Although now she has to ask Diarmuid...]
Diarmuid... My sister didn't make too much trouble for you did she?? She's a serious person even when she doesn't sound like it!
[Lien makes a face that essentially says, "What kind of person do you think I am?"]
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...and, wisely, decides not to. ]
She treated me with fairness and honesty. There's no need for concern.
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Now that all is well and good, Lien takes in their surroundings again.]
So. Alternate dimension that's an unfinished copy of Fuyuki City. It's like someone's trying to recreate the grounds of the War.
We're stuck, but there's gotta be a way out since we got in.
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I agree with Cu though. When Diarmuid defeated two of them, it got rid of a rift, but in the same way, we could possibly open one up?
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[ If there isn't already one there, really. ]
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[WELL, whatever they need to get back.]
Anyways, I could analyze this city more thoroughly to find a weak spot that can become our exit. Depending on what we're dealing with, we send one or both of you two to fight off anything that gets in our way.
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[ he's taking this seriously, promise. ]
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I trust you'll both fight well. I'll be with Lien in the meanwhile.
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As your Servant, I promise you our enemy's head.
[ not literally, of course ]
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I'll get to work right away. Shouldn't take long!
[No more jests and word mincing. She gets down on her knees and starts analyzing the area.
It wasn't as if this dimension wasn't big, but there was a quality Lien could only describe as paper thin. In no time at all, she sees a place where a thin crack in the air is forming, but still untouched. And there's a large muscular Servant; his arm is bent, proof of Ai's hit on him. And through her view, she also sees another being on top of one of the buildings as if waiting and watching.
She finishes up and conceals her hand again.]
Okay, we gotta head to the bridge. There's that Berserker like Servant, the one we saw first near a new rift. I think there's another guy though and he's perched on a nearby building. Can't tell what class.
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(And, in another dimension, in a lighthearted comedy series, a literally herculean Servant grabs Cu by the leg and sends him launching into the stratosphere in his quest for batteries.) ]
Let's hope it's a human, and not another Servant.
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[Although it's directed at them both, this is very much for her Servant.]
Please come back safely!
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[ And he turns towards the direction of the bridge, as if he's about to start running (Cu also gears up for a sprint)—
—before he realizes that not everyone is Rank A+ in terms of speed. ]
...Should we go ahead?
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It's for the best. You two go on ahead. I'm not completely helpless and I got Miss Space Distorter here.
[And she proceeds to ruffle the hair of her twin. And then ruffles some more. And more.
To the point where Ai's normally straight hair is mussed up and she cups her face in her palm and just nods to Cu and Diarmuid; "Yes, please go, I'll handle this person thing..."]
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Don't bicker, ladies.
[ An easy smirk, and he motions for Diarmuid to get a move on; the latter hardly needs to be prompted, and in a blink of an eye, the both of them are yards away, beelining towards the bridge for their fight. ]
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The twins reach Riverside Park with the bridge right up ahead. Ai Thao's stance is alert and on the lookout for danger. Lien, is somewhat the same, but it doesn't show as much.
Then there's that feral bellow, the kind that only large creatures or large men would make.]
We're definitely close! I hope it's been going well so far.
[Lien nods in agreement; Cu had shown his worth in their first battle. Diarmuid is going to have to show his own if she's going to believe he's worthy of protecting her sister.]
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It helps that Cu Chulainn and Diarmuid are both from the same country of origin; their techniques are similar, carved from the same foundation, and complement each other without the use of verbal communication for cues. When Cu cuts a wide arc with Gae Bolg, Diarmuid follows up with a strong inwards strike, grazing their enemy's flank with his cursed lance. It's like a complicated dance, too quick to catch the details of but well worth watching.
By the time Lien and Ai arrive, the two have managed to make more than a few permanent cuts on their opponent (bless Gae Buidhe), and Cu is yelling "give me a hand" to Diarmuid, bearing canines, his pupils dilated and staring straight at Berserker.
A light smirk, and Diarmuid drops down, bracing himself on the bridge hard enough for the cement to fracture. ]
—Now!
[ And gracefully, he catches Cu as the blue-haired warrior jumps onto his shoulder, effectively launching Cu towards Berserker so he can drive Gae Bolg into the Servant's chest. ]
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We really didn't need to worry now, did we? Let's catch up with them after the dust settles...
[Lien frowns slightly though. Sure the Berserker was taken care of, but there was that issue of the other figure she perceived through the reflection. If he had jumped in to assist the other Servant, Diarmuid and Cu would have had more trouble. But why wait now unless...??]
AI!!!
[From a nearby building, there is a gleam and a shot flies towards the two Masters. Ai Thao, however has a better reaction time and steps in front of Lien, her Mystic Eyes of Distortion on full blast. A human versus a Servant usually doesn't bode well, but one with the powers to bend at least stood a small chance. The arrow is slowed down by Ai Thao, but the force of it is causing both of the young women to be pushed backwards, like an unstoppable force of wind until Lien pushes her twin down and they both let the arrow fly over their heads until it lands, creating a mini crater in the cement.]
Okay! So there's that!
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I'm done over here, go get the other one!
[ It hardly needs to be said, before Diarmuid kicks off, getting between the enemy Servant and the two Masters to deflect a volley of arrows headed their way. Gae Dearg is a blur, batting down arrows that might as well be shots fired from an artillery gun, before both the weapon and its wielder move out of sight into the building to take care of Archer.
During all of this, Cu steps back and away from the disappearing Berserker, light steps taking him back towards the two girls. ]
Everyone in one piece?
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[Ai's helping Lien stand up, the latter just calmly dusting the debris off her clothes although her lips are a thin grimace. Ai Thao looks towards where they arrows were fired.]
As long as Diarmuid is taking care of that Servant, we should get to that rift and start making an exit.
[Meanwhile, the Archer's ever so sharp vision, doesn't miss the Lancer that was coming his way. Instead of arrows, this time he takes out needles. A single sliver of a needle is tossed at Diarmuid, but then it turns into hundreds, and then thousands of needles trying to rain down on the hero. Archer wanted to keep the distance instead of having to deal with dual wielder, but if worst, comes to worst...]
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Meanwhile, Diarmuid has to assess how best to dodge this incoming attack: the size of the needles isn't an issue, but the number is. A frown, and Diarmuid changes direction (he knows better than to try to block all of them), catching the peripheral of the volley instead of meeting it head-on. The shots are heavier than he anticipated and a few graze his leg, but the damage is minimal.
However, it is effective in getting Diarmuid to make a momentary stop, to regroup and readjust his stance. ]
...You seem more lucid than the others. Where is your Master, Archer?
[ Assuming the other Servant has one. ]
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[Lien is right behind Cu, already taking off one glove and stuffing it in her pocket. Lien sees her twin glancing every now and then towards Diarmuid's direction as they make their way down the bridge.]
Hey. Don't worry about him. If that guy knows what's good for him, he better come back for you.
[Ai Thao blinks, but nods, turning her focus back to follow Lien and Cu.
This Archer is different from the other rogue Servants; the shadow corruption has become a part of him, making his outer appearance pale and his outfit blackened. His eyes are also pale. At Diarmuid's question, he stands up, shifting his quiver on his back.]
I've none. And as for what I am doing here instead of residing in the Throne of Heroes, I cannot say. Instead, I've been thriving here for god knows how long.
[He points towards the sea of shadows.]
This dimension is in a sad state and I have only been thriving due to that sea. It's not like I've been idle though; I am in need of a Master. One that can free me from this wretched emptiness.
[Archer takes out an arrow, tossing it in the air as if playing around.]
Of course, fortune shines down on me this day. It seems I have two to choose from.
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Give it up, Archer. No one here's shopping for more Servants. If you've got any sense of pride, go back to the Throne with some sense of dignity.
[ His tone is light, but definitive. ]
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You told me not to worry, so neither should you.
[Ai Thao's eyes search for the rift until she spots it, right in the middle of the bridge. The twins make their way over to the rift trying to figure out the best way to deal with it.
Archer casually flings a needle at Cu's direction, not expecting it to really hit him. There was something else in mind, but what it was remains a mystery.]
Dignity. I've almost forgotten that word existed. But, if that's the case...
[More needles appear between his fingers.]
You would do me honor, Cu Chulainn and Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, if you engage me in battle. If I am defeated, well, that's that.
[Archer raises up his hands and pulls; Lancer and Diarmuid would find themselves in a web like cage, threatening to close in on them both; the effects would probably hurt a LOT.
The needle thrown at Cu wasn't just a provocation; a trap had been set up.]
But if I win? Your Masters are mine.
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