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[kinpika]

[So...a king and a cat were sitting on a porch drinking wine. This is clearly the path to a joke, right? WHO KNOWS but they've both been drinking for a while. You can tell because Gil is outside without a shirt but has awesome tattoos and White Len is wearing pajamas.

Even worse, they're eying up every passerby, including you.]

And where would you put that mongrel at?

Six... he really is quite dull. Average doesn't interest me in the slightest.

Hahaha! I would not even put him past a two! Fools will always be fools!

[Guess what? They're looking at you next. They will be tagging in separate threads since we both may not be around at all times.]

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[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[Where is my battle continuation.

Oh wait, don't have that.

He's also hacking up blood but also holding in his guts. How gross. But it takes more to kill a Servant than that....and anything he did to Archer. Since he can't fight back for the moment, he's only got one other option.]

Tch...

[Fade away to spirit form to heal. HE'LL BE BACK. Later, or something. YOU WIN THE BATTLE TODAY ARCHER. BUT NOT THE WAR.]

herp derp

[ex_seventh238]

[Hey guess who felt the drawback of sudden prana intake going elsewhere - if collateral damage that you two are causing aren't telltale enough already.

Archer might have noticed his Master stealthily approaching, though Gil may not. ...She was going to need to heal that arm, :| and she knows better than to mess with Servants but-

holy shit what.

...

okay]

What happened to fighting Lancer first, Archer? [While she patches you up with a lightly raised eyebrow.]

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[He coughs a little more, a bit of blood still running past his mouth. He feels a bit better now with the healing though.]

Sorry you couldn't see it. [He makes a weak smirk.] But that guy just tempted me too much.

[ex_seventh238]

[Church people are trained for that. She extends her palms and... tries focusing on your gashes, but the prana just pours right through like sinking into a sponge.

...Well, as to be expected for a Servant who lives off of it, she supposed. Either way, it really shouldn't take long before his wounds fully close.]

I saw some, including the end. I merely stayed out of sight. Is that good? [She looks a bit disappointed a bit scornful, but otherwise, she can deal with you being okay for the time being.]

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[He stops coughing at least, but talking is still a little hard.]

I'm glad. He might have tried to attack you if you intervened. What kind of Servant would I be if I couldn't protect my Master?

[ex_seventh238]

Don't be silly. I may only know of Heaven's Feel from the reports stored within the Church, but please don't take me for an amateur either. I'm well aware that a Servant is far stronger than a Master: I would be a bad one myself, if I were to foolishly step in the way of something clearly beyond my league.

Would it be easier if you fade back to your spiritual form, for the time being?

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't answer, because he knows she's right about that. So, he only nods a little.]

Thanks for coming to my aid this quickly.

[ex_seventh238]

['sokay bro. Not your fault if the whole 5th war was composed of more or less noobish Masters. /)_v]

There's no need, but you're welcome. If you're looking to finish him again though, you should at least be better prepared. Like let me find his Master, for one, and tell me more about Gilgamesh's abilities so that we can strategize accordingly together.

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[But he did hijack it by becoming Batman. He makes a weak snicker]

I'm not normally this reckless - that guy just rubs me the wrong way and I wasn't in the mood. [He looks at the bow he discarded to the side and pauses thoughtfully.] I went to the Post Office to get that.

[ex_seventh238]

[Archer is Batman to Servants. No discussion, hard cold fact.]

That's still being reckless, but your injury wasn't anything that couldn't be healed. Do you have the strength to talk, now?

[Her eyes grow hard for a second, but then it was gone.]

What did you lose in exchange, if you can tell me, or if you remember?

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

I do, but I prefer it like this. It'll help me reserve energy.

[He thinks for a moment.] All my memories are intact, but it feels like something was removed from this area. [He motion to the bottom part of his chest, right before the midsection] Not sure what.

[ex_seventh238]

Fair enough. [Or you don't like talking much. That's pretty likely too.] You can faze out to conserve more strength, too, and we probably should also get moving, before anyone passes by and we start looking suspicious. [She's ready to hop off the roof whenever you are.]

...You may be lucky, or your bow may not be valuable enough to warrant something of greater cost. [She remarks neutrally, but if he's observant, he may be able to tell that she seems to be glossing over something... or well, something's just off and not quite right. Maybe their connection would help the detection, too.] ...A body part, then. A section of the liver, a part of your digestive system, or a kidney. ...That's quaint. You're still a spiritual entity that doesn't need to eat, right? So it really would be a small price.

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[He nods and stands up. His body is still reeling, but Servants regenerate at quick rates. But he shouldn't do anything too tasking for a while.]

I don't need to, but it helps for keeping up energy. [He ignores the first part, even if he gets that feeling. Rather not test his luck right now, because Gilgamesh likely recovers at a quicker rate than he does.

He holds out his hand to her.] The church is good, right?

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[ex_seventh238]

[...She can slap down extra prana you know. It's not like she'll ever run low of the stuff. :|a

She looks at him for a short moment, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately settles for briefly closing her eyes and giving a faint nod.]

Then please do what you would consider best.

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[ex_seventh238]

Yes, the Church would be a good place. I've set up a Boundary Field there too, just in case. [...The hand confuses her, though. Blinking at it.] ...Hm?

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[He keeps staring at her when she doesn't take it.]

Well? You said the Church. I can take us there faster, but you'll need to hold on to me.

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[ex_seventh238]

[...

Oh. ]

I see. I'm used to traveling by myself. I am quick, but you are no doubt quicker.

...

[Her loner nature may or may not be showing through right now. That offer did catch her off-guard.]

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[ex_seventh238]

If you're offering, I won't refuse, but won't that take more of a toll on you, too? [She's still good at smooth recoveries and rolling with the punches, though.]

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[No more speaking huh. Weird. But, he gives a confident smirk.]

It takes more than this to get rid of me, Ciel.

[ex_seventh238]

That's not my intent. I could have followed you, is all. I shouldn't lag too much behind if I sped up. [Well okay. She'll take that hand then. '3']

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[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

Nonsense. You already worked enough to heal my wounds. Just hold on and I'll get us there quickly.

[Once she takes his hand he grips onto it with a tight squeeze]

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[His brow sharpens and he pulls Ciel to the edge, kicking off and letting go of her hand and wrapping his arm around her mid-section, pulling her closer to him for quicker movement. The speed that he moves toward the Church with can be akin more to flying - if Ciel doesn't observe quick enough it might even appear like Archer is moving by leaping through the air, when in actuality the speed of him moving from roof to roof is just incredibly fast.]

[ex_seventh238]

[She does tense up slightly when he moved so swiftly, but she also relaxes quickly. He might notice that her frame is tighter and harder than Rin's; Ciel doesn't just train but really has to fight constantly and seriously, after all.

(She doesn't have twintails to flutter in the wind, so her robes would have to do.)

...

Interesting. She most likely could muster a speed similar to that if she really went all out and a normal human's sight would definitely be unable to follow, so that wasn't all that impressive. Dead Apostle Ancestors moved at around that speed too, and while some were faster than her, she could still hold her own (with her immortality). For what she couldn't compete in speed and strength, she made up with her keen eyes and precise aim: she was codenamed "Bow" at the Agency for a reason. She kept her gaze fixed at the sky and did not look down, but she could still note his footing out of the corner of her eyes, and was even able to count by the edge of her mind how many exact stops Archer made before ultimately landing outside by the Church's front doors.

It was still a first, and a definite experience. If nothing else, solely made because she was the one being carried by another, and that's something that Seventh, the One Who Acted Alone, can't claim to have ever felt before. She's usually the one carrying, if she could remember doing that to Shiki. ...And Merem, if she was up to that canonpoint.

...

Strange, but not unpleasant.

Upon arrival, she easily drops out of his arms and lands on the ground with a soft muffled 'thud' by the back of her hard woven boots.]

Thank you, Archer.

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[When they land Archer doesn't show any signs of being particularly tired. The healing helped out, but other than that he doesn't show any sort of wounds anymore. He's going to need to rest off that battle for sure - wounds can heal easily, but that doesn't mean the pain is completely gone.]

No problem. I'm going dematerialize now. Is there anything else you need?

[ex_seventh238]

[He is a Servant, so she can't say that she's surprised.]

No, that would be all. Please rest for now, though I would appreciate it, if you could let me know once you've recovered your full strength. Would that be okay?