[HUB ISLAND | ICE BREAKERS]

[spellheal]

Who: Coven Members
Where: Coven Base Camp
When: Day 90
Open/Closed: OTA

You're not doing anything right now, right? Good. Genette's using some of the resources taken from Aimintas to create a little get together. Even if you do have something going on, she's not averse to using a little force to make the evening magical. In fact, the magic is exactly how she's pulling this off. Genette is offering you to a little get together at the base camp, which may be all it takes for you to follow her. If not? Your hand is tethered (or some other part of you) quickly and you're led to the camp anyway. This is important, darn it! What's so important? A little "party" of sorts. There's an assortment of foods, some of which have been hastily made since some groups have gone harvesting for new resources, and a large water basin that's acting as a punch bowl. The true purpose of this little activity is a 'get to know you' exercise of sorts. Genette's got a glass container of a large quantity of Elto bones that can short-circuit the tethers, but the caveat is that you have to participate in a little, tethered sharing circle. (It's honestly a good idea to know who you're stuck within your little makeshift coven, but Genette is the pushy sort when she sets her mind to something.) The way to be released from your Elto shackles? Tell everyone your name, where you're from, your magic (seemingly left a little ambiguous) and something else about yourself. Discussions are encouraged! The more people know, the better! After you're done sharing with the class, food and drink is yours to have -- or you can just run off, that's fine too. OOC: Characters who would have absolutely nothing to do with this can of course escape, whether fleeing in the first place or using Elto bones of their own to circuit out their tether. A ▢ This is it -- your character can breathe deeply, unlock their knees and get this little activity over with. All they have to do is share the criteria and they're free to go! B ▢ Afterwards, their free to stick around the area and mingle. There IS food and also drinks. They may also want to have a more private conversation about something they learned tonight.

Comments

[cuchulainn]

[ A ]

[ it's tough to say whether this is annoying or funny. maybe it's both.

anyway, cue lancer looking slightly bored with the whole deal, but he's dutiful when he lists off the required answers. ]

Let's see... Lancer, from Ireland. [ really tough not to say ulster. ] Magic is enchantment, not that I've used it much.

Something else, huh? Hm... Well, I suppose it's obvious with the name, but I'm good with a spear. Got mine taken away when I got here, though, so don't bother asking where it is.

[ and yeah, he's still low-key salty about that. ]

Anything else you wanna know? Now's a good a time as any to ask. [ well... probably. only if it's a question he actually wants to answer, because he's an ass. ]

[guerrilla]

You just up and lost your Noble Phantasm? Jeez, talk about E-rank luck. Doing your class a service as usual.

[Says this idiot doing absolutely nothing at all to improve the reputation of his own class.]

[cuchulainn]

There's a difference between lost and-

[ . . . ]

Wait, who are you?

[guerrilla]

[Seriously...? Well, this isn't the first time someone's forgotten about him, so at least there's that.]

Robin Hood, Archer class. Sounds like you don't remember, but we were working for the same people before I showed up here.

[Maybe it's for the better he doesn't mention there's more than one Cu Chulainn.....]

[cuchulainn]

[ saying 'people' told lancer he wasn't referring to kotomine, but for all he knew that man could have a third archer lying around somewhere.

he really couldn't get a break with them. ]

You're really not worried about giving out your name, huh? [ sure, they weren't in the middle of a war, but come on. ]

And no, I don't. It's probably better if I don't know too much. [ he's got enough on his plate ok. ]

[guerrilla]

When your Master has so many Archers you can't throw a stick without hitting one, it's easier that way. 'Course, it's the same with every other class, too...it's nothing like a Holy Grail War at all.

[It's basically better in every conceivable way, except it means Cu and Gil still end up having to work together. Womp womp.]

I'll call you Lancer in public if you want, though. Just don't get mad if it causes confusion later, because there's another Lancer here who asked for that too.

[cuchulainn]

You know, I like to complain sometimes but I think I prefer what I had to deal with.

[ that many archer's??? really???? please, no.

how that's even possible is another matter but he's not going to bother asking. ]

We'll cross that bridge if we get to it, how's that? [ he would say he'd just avoid meeting the other lancer but really, part of him wants to. the name part though... could be annoying. ] What do you want me to call you though?

[sealeted]

Oh, I know who you are. You were Rin's Servant, back in my War.

[She rubs her chin, thoughtful.]

I guess... if there's anything I've always wanted to know, it's whether or not your armor was supposed to be reminiscent of Celtic body paint, but you're wearing a different suit here. This one's made of a looser fabric, and you don't have the same markings on your left arm...

[cuchulainn]

[ who are you people acting like you know him ]

Rin's servant? Your war?

[ ... ]

Never mind, don't tell me. I don't think I want to know.

As to that, I'll leave it to your imagination.

[sealeted]

Rin Tohsaka, from the Moon Cell's Holy Grail War, in the 2030s. You probably aren't the same iteration, if you don't know that. ...ah, but he did end up being dragged into being Father Kotomine's Servant for another fight with us later on, due to a weird glitch now that I think about it.

[Oh, oops. ...well, moving on.]

...well, if anything, I'm glad you didn't have to know the sting of being Commanded to eat 10 plates of Jiangzhou Ensaikan Taishan’s mapo tofu in one minute.

[Kotomine's 'reward' for fighting well.]

Well, back on topic, I really have to wonder about that place. But, it's not like you were dressed more obscenely than Gilgamesh at his worst, certainly...

[cuchulainn]

[ a lot of that went flying over his head. he wasn't sure if he believed this girl, but she seemed confident in what she was saying. anyway, it didn't concern him too much. mentioning rin as a master sounded appealing, but-

things didn't turn out that way. ]

So, it's my clothes you're most interested in? [ girl we're trapped on a magical island and he's barely even a servant right now. ]

This is for us to get to know each other or something right? Instead of the past, why not tell me your name?

[sealeted]

Well, you could argue that the past is an unavoidable part of getting to know somebody, but I barely have one myself. The clothes thing was just an idle thought that never went away, and since you weren't my Servant, it isn't like I had much of a chance to ask before.

[She does have a name, though.]

I'm Hakuno Kishinami, former winner of the Holy Grail War. Would you prefer I use 'Lancer' when speaking to you? My current Servant doesn't seem to care about using his True Name, but I know it can still be a hang-up for others.

[cuchulainn]

[ well, that was fair. but the little she told him gave him questions that he wasn't sure he wanted the answers for. that and he hardly cared to talk about his own past. this little get-together was fine as long as it didn't probe too much into that. ]

Just call me Lancer. You're not my Master, after all.

[ which wasn't said to be rude, but purely as a simple fact. ]

You already know who I am, so there's not much I can do about it. Still, better to keep things formal for now, eh?

But anyway, it's good to meet you, Hakuno. [ winner, was it...? interesting. lancer wasn't sure if he wanted to ask more about that, either, with what archer told him about the grail itself. maybe later. ] Well, good as it can be. Probably better than if we were in the middle of a fight. [ for her, anyway. ]

[nockpoint]

[ guess who saw this coming halfway through following genette into camp and bailed as soon as he could. sort of. cats are harder to catch than grown men, just by virtue of their size, right? yeah. and she'd expect him to run for the edges so diving into the fray is the safest way to avoid it. he just needs to find someone who won't try to pull too much "talk to the cat" bullshit on him, and the list of people he knows well enough to pull that off is... short.

as in, it consists of one person, and that's how archer ended up hiding between lancer's ankles and peering out to keep a lookout for genette. sup lancer? ]

[cuchulainn]

[ don't mind lancer chilling until he happens to notice something next to his leg. he looked down and saw a certain familiar, furry something. what on earth a cat was doing mixing with this crowd he didn't know but... ]

You again, huh? I'm startin' to think you're following me.

[ nah, probably not. but the coincidence was funny. ]

[nockpoint]

[ the cat looks up at lancer when spoken to, grey eyes sharp, ears flicking side to side before he returns to what he was doing before — watching genette. except, she's no longer within view, that one glance up and the trip to lancer's feet having taken her out of sight. if he can't see her, she can't see him... but somehow he doubts his luck will let him get away with that.

so archer circles around Lancers ankles a few more times, a tight figure eight with his side pressed up against lancer's legs, bushy tailed swishing back and forth. this is concerning. ]

[cuchulainn]

[ cat. cat, what are you doing.

okay, there's worst attention he could be dealing with. that needy behavior is enough to have lancer bending over to scoop the cat up and may or may not be letting it climb onto his shoulders. those pauldrons are good for something right???? ]

Well, I guess you can stick with me for a while again.

[nockpoint]

[ wait wait wait wait wait, no, no, stop, this isn't what he wanted. archer goes rigid when he feels lancer's hands around his torso and his feet lifted away from the ground. he cant hide from genette when he's up here with one of the taller people in the group. stop lancer... please.

it was fine following him and the girl when they went exploring, just as something to do, but. no...

here, he's going to shove his paw in lancer's face, as if to say "stop." enjoy those toe beans. ]

[cuchulainn]

[ you know archer you could just talk to him and avoid all these mixed signals.

...not that lancer knows that. all he got was a sense of urgency from the furry critter and if it was bugging him, clearly that meant it wanted attention. right?

or not. that's a paw in his face, alright. ]

The hell are you doing, you cat?

[ now he's just lifting up the cat higher. pls stop. his grip is loose enough that it could escape if it wanted to, though. ]

Too bad I can't read your mind or something. That'd be a useful power.

[enflame]

Ireland? Hmm...

( Excuse you while Emil makes vague hand gestures in front of himself that make no sense to anyone except him. )

That's somewhere over here, right? Around Spain and Turbo?

( He means Turkey, so like....vaguely Europe, sort of???? )

[cuchulainn]

[ kid what are you smoking ]

Don't ask me to describe it like that. Those places probably didn't exist when I was around.

[ good luck deciphering that.

and, yes, the grail provides all sorts of information to the servants it summons... but that doesn't mean he's going to instantly know the geography of the whole world.

IT'S SOMEWHERE IN EUROPE, THAT'S THE BEST HE'S GOT. ]

[enflame]

( Glad you mentioned that OOCly because: )

It's in Europe, though, right? Somewhere in there! They make emeralds there!

( That's like. All he knows about Ireland. The Chaos Emeralds live there or something. )

[cuchulainn]

[ man, it's pathetic. as much as he was attached to the land he had lived in, the most he knew about it had to do with borders, enemies, allies...

oops. ]

Don't know about the emeralds part, but yeah. That was a while ago, though. Last place I was at was nothing like it.

[enflame]

( Emil knows even less about Ireland so don't feel bad. )

Where was the last place, then? I'm sure I'll know more about that one.

[cuchulainn]

Japan. A city called Fuyuki.

[ aka: a place lancer knew even less about than places outside of ulster and it's neighbors. ]

I'm an old fashioned [ HAH ] guy, but it was about as modern as it got. I mean, it wasn't so bad, but I think I actually like it a little more here.