Strider

Hina rolled her eyes at the guide's exaggerated introduction. Too damn loud. It was seven in the morning, and the guide was practically shouting as she introduced herself. Hina joylessly recalled the old corporate meetings that had much the same unbalanced energy far too early in the morning. Well, if this was anything like those meetings, you had to make an impression at the beginning, and not as the exhausted grump. Hina shifted her small suitcase to her left hand, and gave a small wave with her right hand. "Hi. I'm Kurosawa Hina. Nice to meet you all." She gave a slightly trans

Assassin: "Untrustworthy cigar guy, huh." Liliya made her way out onto the roof after the Master, checking around the place. First behind the little hut where the elevator was housed. Tended to be a good ambush position. However, it was empty, so she made a quick check over the side of the building behind, then headed back to where Kars was looking out. "All clear up here. About getting the guy? Lemme see. . . he's got influence, so he'll have a base of operations, presumably pretty safe. Obvious guess would be a warehouse, but if he's wealthy enough, he'd avoid those, maybe

"Yes. Let's go." Ena was getting slightly restless, and set off in the direction of the generator room. She didn't have anything to do until they actually started on the task at hand. In any case, as she continued, she prepared the rifle she carried, and began checking through her visual filters, needed to be able to see in the dark as best as possible.

Assassin: "Alrighty then. Let's get a view on the city." It seemed like the Master's plans were a little vague. However, it was quite obvious to Liliya that he was well equipped. Maybe one of those people who just goes with the flow for their plans? Their plans tended to be a little less elaborate, but they usually turned out to be more instinctual and skilled in a fight. Liliya carefully followed the man up to the roof, keeping an ear out for any noise of approaching people in the building, and every so often, scouting out the future a bit. Her signature skill. "So, how long's this order

Assassin "No, I've got no problems with that. As an Assassin, I'd say you got pretty lucky, I don't mind. I want the grail of course, but I don't expect it, what with the class an all. So might as well get something done in the mean time, and have fun with it." So, the master wasn't terribly interested in the grail. She could deal with that. Liliya wouldn't say they had no hopes of winning as Assassin, since that mindset tended to make things worse, but she certainly didn't expect anything. So they'd get a bit of hunting in on the side. Not bad at all. "A drug lord though. . . Guessing he

Edmond made his way onto the bus with a few swords picked up from the ground. On the way in, he nodded to Magnum. "Thanks. I'm sorry that I didn't have more for you to do this battle. . .I suppose it probably gets a bit boring to be the designated driver all the time. But you do it well, and the info at the beginning of a battle is invaluable." He placed the blades on the floor, and sat down a few seats back from the front, popping off the helmet he wore.

Assassin "Shame about that, could have had a nice duo look going there. Basement of a penthouse makes it a bit better, since we can skip on up to the top for a look around. Anyway, Kars, Master, you seem like the type to get straight to a point: so, about me, main thing is, I'm fast, got some general--well, actually, you've probably got all that info in your head. Best strategies for me are the classics, ally with a servant, turn on em when the time's right, or pick off weakened servants after large battles with my phantasm. Simple, but effective." Liliya started to head to the door, but

No themes here Or this if you prefer: The light disappeared pretty quick, obviously. Would have been weird if it just decided it was gonna stay around forever. So yeah, the light was gone now. Of to the right of the circle stood a woman, wearing a brown duster that fit her nice though not exceptional figure well. Seems like as soon as the light had started to fade, she'd started to move, glancing around to get a view and the lay of the land. This was cut short quickly of course, since she was in a basement. "Not much for scenery, but I guess it's as good a place as any, maybe one o

Min stood inside an unremarkable, decrepit house. He'd left the organization for a bit to perform the summoning, no need to reveal any of that to the employees. He had a phone to his ear, and spoke slowly into it as he painted the ground with blood. "And what did the architect say? Did he say the walls it is safe to cut? Oh. Good. Put the boxes near the other walls. Gyeong will say which." He gave a flick of his wrist, adding another line to the painting. "And our people, are they around the city? And reporting? That is good. Continue to produce as usual. Make the shipping people organ

I may be interested in this. Depends on getting some character inspiration, but the system sounds cool! WIP Hina and Buzzkill.EXE

Edmond looked on in silence. He'd seen this before, and while he'd hoped maybe it'd be slightly different this time after seeing it happen to Cu, it wasn't a surprise. He glanced around quickly, checking to make sure that everyone was in one piece, all limbs attached. "Alright then. Good work everyone. Why don't we grab the weapons and armor from the creatures that have it, and start making our way back to the castle. Sound good?"

"Taking copies of those items is acceptable. I will work on a set of joints, and those will take the place of every necessary weld in the structure." And Ena did so, with a bit of assistance from the loaderbots. She had just finished when ORION mentioned the mystery. "I would like to investigate. We can work on this at a later time, Tim. Additionally, it may be of use for you to imprint my armor plating. In any case, we must investigate." Ena called over one of the loaderbots, and explained quickly what her goals were for the ship, three thrusters, two main rooms, an engine room an

"I see Tim. I'll certainly be trying to keep everything human safe for now. I believe I understand your power a bit, so is there some material that is particularly EMC dense? So that we might stockpile things on the ship? If we cannot land for a while, it'd be good for you to be able to continue your work." Ena took a moment to direct one of the loaderbots to a different segment of the frame she was beginning to assemble, before resuming the conversation. "Can you collect EMC from something, and then recreate it into a different shape? Removing the need for welds in the frame of th

So, now it was time to build a ship, or two. Her current thoughts were one small vehicle, maybe four person capacity that she could interface with, and a larger vehicle to get them off the planet with, if necessary. So now came the question of how they could make the new ship better than the old. After all, if they couldn't, then she'd made a mistake in taking apart the ship. And Ena wanted to be certain no one could accuse her of that. Her processing speed was excellent, and she wouldn't do anything spur of the moment without thinking it through, right? So, that meant she needed t

New master sheet: New servant if I think of one:

When Ena entered the weapons bay, she first took a look over the small rodent creature's shoulder. It seemed to be fiddling with some circuits or something, next to a large pile of components. Maybe she could talk to him at some point, figure out how that little tool he was using worked. But for now, she was more interested in the weapons, in increasing her ability to kill things. A quick scan of the work bench yielded nothing of interest, just welders and welding masks. The bins on the walls contained mainly the same things that the rodent had assembled on the floor. She dug halfheartedly int

(Total money: 700 before transaction, 400 after). "That shouldn't be a problem", Ena answered, depositing some cash into the tray, and accepting the battery. She would then head down to the bay where she had been directed for the weapons development, and take a look around.

"Thank you very much, ORION." The green light patterns on Ena's faceplate formed a smile, and she headed off in the direction that the AI had indicated, towards the bay. She did stop on the way, next to one of the loaderbots, and inquired: "What have you in the way of power sources, preferably smaller than half a cubic meter in volume." If the loaderbot told her about something in the bay, she would then continue on her way over, to look through the bay for both weapons development and powersources.

"What is the primary focus of Hyperion Research and Development? If you wouldn't mind, could you direct me to possibly weapons development, power supplies, or any metamaterials which you may have developed? I have a vested interest in these things, in a few ways." The depressions on the ceiling were likely some form of security measure, possibly automated turrets. Ena didn't suspect the brain based intelligence of any deceit currently, but she made an effort to position herself in a way that would make it more difficult for the turrets to target her, and give more sources of cover. It was almo

((Damn you, you got my hopes up for a moment there!)) "Hey kid! Yeah, you. What's your name? Saw you were healing people up in the battle. Can I get a bit of a pick-me-up for myself? Thanks." Liliya had sauntered over to Laver, filled with a bit of glee at their success in the battle. Magic sure could be a help sometimes, couldn't it. Though if you counted the whole servant debacle as magic. . . well, good and bad to everything.

The numbers of enemies were slowly dwindling, so Liliya sought out another target for her blade. Liliya stabs Lahmu A. Deals 3d6+DEX unholy fire damage, with a DEX% chance to crit for double damage.

"Good evening. I'm Ena. Who's this Dr. DeQuidt?" Ena asked this, then turned her head away from the hologram to glance around the room. Mainly, she was searching for any odd shaped lines on the wall that might conceal security measures. If they were not allowed to be here, it was reasonable to suspect that their greeter might activate something.

"I understand. Be ready for anything that might pop out then!" With that, Ena stepped over to the lever, and attempted to pull it into what would presumably be the on position.

Ena pocketed what appeared to be cash, then called out to those behind. "There's a lever marked "Power". Vitor, will turning it on activate some form of defense mechanism? Or simply turn on the lights?" She also grabbed two grenades which were sitting near the boxes. Odd that they'd be sitting out, but neither had their pins pulled, and Ena couldn't see any traps using them.

"Have you discovered anything about this Hyperion, Vitor? And how large is it?" Ena stared down into the darkness, attempting to determine what might not be visible at first glance. "I have a night vision scope obtained from the fight over the derelict, if anyone is unable to see."