Fate/Stay Night RP

(This is a side note suggestion for Cathy and Emo:
Since we're about to do a time skip, it may be easier for you to pretend that what you've been doing is the next day, unless you intended on doing things in the middle of the night)

Rider nodded, "If that's how you feel...." He sighed, feeling tired, "Listen, get some rest. I'm sure we'll have lots to do tommorow,"

He turned to leave.

"Thank you, master." she said as she bowed and left the room to change in her own room. When she got there, she closed the door and removed her armor to change into the clothes her master gave her. They were quite a nice fit, not to mention comfortable. When she was finished changing and when she neatly placed her armor on her bed neatly, she got out of her room and made her way back to her master's room, knocking before entering. "Master, I'm ready."
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"Hm..." Shiina thought about it and then decided the right course of action for her. "Exposing ourselves would leave us threatened for sure. I suggest we stay in the shadows for a while as you collect information about the other masters and the other servants. I will do my best to research their backgrounds in my study room." she said, dismissing the conversation and walking out of the room. Before she exited, she looked back. "Oh, and one more thing... Do be careful."

"Looking forward to it. Have a good night." She gave a little wave, then laid back down when Rider was gone, going into a state of half-consciousness.

The next morning, Caster woke up fully, staring at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up. Her entire body still felt sore, though she wasn't sure if the pain was caused mentally or physically, due to the fact it was an illusion. Even so, she could still feel its effects, and it made a chill run down her spine as she remembered the sheer power. Calming herself back down, she stood and re-clothed, fixing her hair and heading out into the living room.

(Yay for time skip o3o)

Misaki had just finished pulling on a sweatshirt when Saber came in his room. He took a moment to stare at his Servant, marvelling at how boyish she really looked.

"Wow," he said. "You really look like a boy. And a pretty one at that." Smirking, he stepped past Saber and headed back downstairs. "Let's go then. No matter how annoying this is, there's no time to waste."

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Lancer inclined his head at Shiina. "As you wish, Master."

Once he was alone in his room, Lancer set down his tea and stood from his seat. He grabbed the spear that he kept at his side at all times and went to the window, opening it before expertly leaping out of it.

It was more difficult trying to get information about the enemy in broad daylight, but he was going to have to make do. He jumped from rooftop to rooftop, having no other choice but to go in random directions until he sensed another Servant and trying to keep his own presence hidden as well.

After Rider left the room, he went to the sofa. He laid down, thinking of how things would have been more comfortable back at his master's house, and fell asleep.

When he awoke, he stretched out, and considered checking on his master. In fact, he would have if he hadn't just seen her naked the night before. He decided she may want some privacy, and also because it was Fujiko's room, he figured he'd already seen too much as it is.

However, he still went up to the hallway outside the room to listen in on anything that might be going on, using a bit of magic to focus his hearing on anything abnormal.

"Mn..." Fujiko slowly lifted her arms from Miho, stretching. She peeked one eye open, flinching slightly at the brightness of the sun. Moving to sit up, she stopped suddenly feeling a weight on top of her. She looked down and spotted Miho clearly laying on her. She blinked a few times, her mind still a bit hazy, before memories of last night came flooding back.

Oh. Well. Looks like that decision had been made for her. Her mouth slightly open, she stared back down and Fujiko, her hands resting on the bed as she laid on top of her. For a good couple of moments, she couldn't do anything except stare back and Fujiko and making halting noises of surprise, her face getting redder by the moment.

Then, as if she had been burned, she launched herself backwards by pushing off of the bed. "K-Kyaaa!!" She shrieked as she, unfortunately, shoved a bit too hard, causing her to slip a bit and end up falling off the bed, landing on her back and causing her breath to leave her with a sudden woosh. Laying there, she waited for her breath to returned before she cleared her throat and stood back up. "A-ah.."

Rider's mind went blank with one thought. He then shook his head of that thought, and tried to think of what he should do.

How was he to seperate them if they're this connected? That they would do this.... no, they shouldn't be.... but they apparently are...

He forces open the door and says "I heard shouting!" He looks around, surprised to find Miho on the ground, and his face was clearly blushing a little.

He then said, very quietly under his breath, "She's that rough under that calm attitude?" He hadn't meant to say it aloud, and regretted it immediately.

Before they could react, he said loudly, "I-I thought there might be some trouble!" hoping that would cover over his thoughts.

Fujiko then sat up, part of shirt falling off her shoulders and her hair messy with bed head. She crawled over to the side of the bed, not really caring that Rider saw in her in this state nor did she seem to notice his previous statement, then looked down at her master, "Are you okay, Ojou-sama?"

Miho had whipped around so quickly when Rider entered the room that not only had she given herself whiplash, she managed to stumble over her own feet and fall onto the floor, again. This was, in part, due to his comments, especially the mumbled one she had managed to pick up on, which made her redder, if that were possible that this point. It was starting to look like she had been burned horribly. "R-Rider! Yo-.. how could you assume.. bad! Bad Rider! 'Trouble', right!" Her voice took on its high-pitched tone as her embarrassment grew.

Looking back up, she saw Fujiko above her, looking.. pleasantly disheveled. Oh my. She was pretty sure all the blood in the rest of her body had rushed up to her head at this point. Instead of responding to Fujiko, her mouth moved for a moment and nothing came out. Blinking, she quickly looked back at Rider, eyes narrowing. "Cover your eyes! Pervert!"

Rider blinked.

He then quickly stepped out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

"I'm going..... to pretend...." He walked away from the room.

For some reason, he found himself in front of Caster's door....

Caster was heading out of her room when she suddenly ran into something standing in front of her door. Looking up, she saw she had run into Rider's chest, and took a step back to give them both some personal space. Raising an eyebrow, she noted that his face was a little.. red. It wasn't warm in the house by any means so..

"See something interesting?" she guessed, smirking slightly. He looked pretty flustered.

Rider shook his head, "no, nothing. Uhm.... how are you?" He would never be this flustered in battle... what was wrong with him?

Caster was still smirking, her expression skeptical. What could've made him so embarrassed? He'd already walked in on two naked girls yesterday, so she guessed it must've been something rather.. ecchi. How curious. She was tempted to mess with him because of it.. so she'd do just that. Reaching up, she grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into the room slowly, closing the door behind him.

"Oh, pretty tired still.. I exhausted a lot of prana yesterday, you know.."

She gave him a sly smile, reaching up to brush her fingertips down across his cheek.

"Care to help me restore it~?"

Fujiko moved off the bed, noticing her master was really red in the face. She moved close to Miho, bending her head down to her then placed her hand on Miho's forehead and her own forehead to the back of her hand. She stayed like that for a moment, comparing their temperatures before moving back up. "Not running a fever..." She partially muttered to herself, "Are you really okay Ojou-sama? Do you need anything?"

Rider blushed even more, though his eyes took on a calculating look for just a moment, before he finally said, "Uh... I-" He wasn't sure what to say. He was lost in a house of crazy women, and this one... well, she was having an effect on him he didn't want to admit.

His blush darkened further as he struggled for words. His face clearly showing confusion and a clear sense of being lost.

Soclosesoclosetooclose too close! That was about the only thing going through Miho's head as Fujiko moved closer and closer to her until she was right there. That caused her embarrassment to skyrocket until it caused something to snap, making her react violently. Suddenly standing, she stepped away and crossed her arms against her chest. "I'm fine, Fujiko-san," she snapped. "Don't get that close to me again. It was already uncomfortable enough waking up.. like that." A shiver involuntarily ran down her spine, but she stayed strong.

Huffing, she grabbed her hair ribbons, which she had tied around one wrist before going to sleep, and used them to tie her hair back up into twintails. "I mean, really. It's bad enough Rider had to misinterpret it, I don't want to encourage that sort of thing." Her tone was no longer high-pitched, and now more biting and irritated.

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Well this truly was an excellent way to start the day, wasn't it? Letting out a little purr, she pressed herself up against Rider's chest, her arms wrapped around his neck, having to stand on her toes a bit. She hadn't had this much fun in many, many years. Looking up at him, she gave him the most innocent look she could muster, though her eyes still gleamed with mischief.

"Well? You're not going to deny the request of a 'lady', right?"

Rider blinked, his senses felt like they were going dull...

No, that's not it. His senses weren't dulling, his sense of touch was strengthening as she touched him.

He said, "Well, I mean... if you're really exhausted.... Er, that is... well, you need to be in top form.... uhm..." He wasn't sure, but he realised he didn't hate the idea. He should, but he didn't, and that confused him more.

The problem here was, he wasn't sure what to say, or if he should actually...

Caster couldn't stop herself anymore. She smirked, snickered a bit, and then burst into laughter, lightly beating her fist on his chest before taking a couple steps back. She covered to mouth to try and stifle her laughter as she doubled over a bit, held-back chuckles wracking her body.

"Oh my god Rider.. you.. you went along with it.."

She laughed harder, then slowly but steadily relaxed until she was only chuckling softly, tears in her eyes and her cheeks lightly flushed from mirth. She took a deep breath then breathed back out, grinning at him playfully.

"Poor boy.. I was just messing with you. You didn't seem to hate the idea, though. How curious. Luckily, I slept a little last night and it helped restore me quite a bit, so I should be fine for now. Thanks, anyway," she smiled, winking at him. "I'll be sure to let you know if I do ever need your services, though~"

"As you wish," Fujiko replied, retreating back into her professional attitude. Without a word, she moved over to her dresser and picked up the clip to pin up her hair. She then opened one of the drawers, and spoke to Miho without turning around, "Are you going to put back on last night's clothes, or would you like to borrow something else from me, Ojou-sama?"

Rider's blush changed violent as his face darkened, "Oh? Funny, is it?"

He stared her right in the face (Having to look almost directly down) "I only made that mistake because I just found our masters having a go at it in their room!"

He realised his mistake at once. He had said he'd pretend he didn't see it... now she'll never let it go...

Miho flinched slightly at the demeanor changed until she realized she should've expected it, seeing as she had pushed her away again. Gulping softly, she went over to the shelf she had placed her clothes on and picked him up, hugging them against her chest. "I'll wear these until I go home. It'll just be until I fetch Rider, so it should be no big deal."

Even though she knew that Fujiko wouldn't care, she still went out of the room and to the bathroom the change into her clothes, bringing the nightclothes back to Fujiko because she didn't know where the laundry room was in this house. "Here." She said, setting them on a shelf nearby. "I'll be downstairs."

Heading out of the room again and down to the living room, she looked around. Where had Rider gone? "Rider? Hm."

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"'Having a go at it..'," Caster repeated what he said slowly, then suddenly opened her mouth in shock before smirking, her cheeks slightly red at the thought.

"No way! Really? Oh this.. this is just great! I can't believe they actually did it! Ohh.. I've got to go talk to them." Heading out of the room, Caster looked over and spotted Miho, grinning as she made her way over. Slinging an arm around Miho's shoulders, she asked her in an overly-loud voice:

"So, Miho-hime, did my Master make you scream, or is she the screamer?"

Miho stared at her dumbfounded until she realized what she was talking about. Eyes widening, her face reddened again.

"W-what.. where did you hear..!?" Pausing, her face shadowed before she took a deep breath, and yelled. "RIIIIDER!!

Rider gulped. He cursed in Ancient Greek, many many foul curses...

He then stepped out into the hallway, "Eh, Yes, Master?" He knew there was no point in pretending, and he wouldn't be able to lie in the circumstance. So he decided to take some initiative.

He bowed, "Master, I apologise. She tried to seduce me," He wondered if his plan would work...

Fujiko released a sigh when Miho had left out the room a second time. Such a confusing relationship they had, she would open up and so would Miho then something would happen to cause her master to push her back and Fujiko herself would go back to closing off her emotions.

She mused to herself as she changed into her normal attire, she had school today but it might be better to skip for a few days in case she ran into another master along the way. She was sure the twins had already left for class judging by how bright it was, which meant her parents must have decided to let her sleep in.

That also meant, they saw her and Miho together that morning. This was going to be quite the bothersome morning, especially if her mother had anything to say about it. She had just finished dressing when she heard Miho's clear voice yell out for Rider. She rushed out the room, thinking Miho was in trouble, but stopped when she saw Caster in the room. She took a step back, she had did a horrible thing to Caster, had let herself get out of control. Could she really face her Servant so soon afterward?

Akihiko changed his clothes for his school attire. he wasn't so enthusiastic to get up from bed, but he couldn't lay in the bed all day since he had school. He noticed the piece he picked up yesterday laying on the table along with few book's. He took the piece and placed it incde his pocket before exiting his room.

Archers room was just couple room's across his own, he though he'd let Archer sleep than rather have her accompany hm to school. No one would dare to attack in the area where there was several eye witnesses.

As he walked down stairs and looked the clock he decided to buy the lunch at school than make own since he was tired."I'm going now!!" He yelled as he exited through the front door. After closig door propely , he headed toward school.

"Seduce you? Seduce you?! That wasn't something you tell Caster no matter what! That's something you take to your grave! Also.. how could you even let her seduce you?2 She's evil! And flat-chested! And short!"

"I'm like you, but attractive."

Miho glared down at Caster, body shaking slightly with pent-up fury as Caster kept her arm around her shoulder, lightly poking her cheek with her finger and smirking. Miho was tempted to bite her finger off, if that wouldn'tve been improper behavior. "You didn't answer my question, Miho-hime. How was she? I bet you were the screamer, considering how shrill you can make your voice go.."

Miho blushed darker, grabbing Caster's arm and flinging it off of her, her expression one of disgust. How dare she touch her while saying such things! "You! You have no right to ask those sorts of questions, it's none of you business! Plus, we didn't do anything like that! I'd.. I'd n-never do that sort of thing with her, so you really shouldn't just believe whatever you hear.. like Rider's misinterpretations." Scowling, she looked back at Rider, stepping up to him and glaring.

"Now.. what would be the appropriate punishment for a 'traitor', hm?"

Rider bowed deeply, hiding his face. Normally he doesn't bow to people, and even to his master he's never bowed this low, "I must be honest with my master," He said, his voice clear and unwavering now, "I would behead a traitor. HOwever, I must also defend myself in saying that I am no traitor, but rather simply a fool," He looked up at his master, his face lacking emotion, except that his eyes seemed pleading, "Please forgive me?"

He didn't dare risk what he wanted to do. It would be easier to put on the necklace and use it against her. But, he'd never do something so foolish to his master as it would only postpone the inevitable and make things so much worse...

Seduction? Screamer? What in the world were those three talking about? Fujiko wondered having only caught a few words from the conversation. Of course, she didn't have time to muse for long as she felt a hand lay on her shoulder.

"Oho, so what did you and Miho-sama do last night?"

Fujiko swivled around, turning to face the person that had spoken, "Kaa-san? What do you meant, what did we do? We slept, that was all."

Her mother had a sly grin on her face. The younger girl mentally groaned, dear god her mother was in teasing mode. "You were clinging pretty tightly to eachother for it to be simply sleeping~"

"I-" Fujiko's voice cracked slightly so she coughed into her fist, "It was nothing, Kaa-san, lots of people cling to others when they're sleeping."

"Fufu," Fumio laughed lightly at her daughter, "My, you're so much like your father, trying so hard to hide your feelings."

Fujiko blinked, looking up at her moth, "M-my feelings?"

"Oh my, you haven't realized it yourself, have you? You really are just like your father." She smiled down at her daughter, "We should go down and greet Miho-sama, oh and I can tell her how you called her name before I restored your prana~"

"I- You... Huh?" Dammit, why wasn't her mouth working, and why did her face feel so hot? Did she really call for Ojou-sama last night? "P-please kaa-san, don't say anything unnecessary..."

"Fine, fine," Fumio said as she dragged her daughter downstairs. Fujiko put her head down, hoping to hide her obvious blush from Ojou-sama. Why was her mother was so good at getting the normally emotionless girl to be so embarrassed.

Oh god those eyes. Why. Why couldn't she stay mad at him when he looked at her with those pleading eyes. Sighing, she placed her hand on her face, shutting her eyes and letting out a sigh. "Yes, a beheading is fit for a traitor, but.. you are indeed a fool." She looked back up and gave him an exasperated smile, reaching up and lightly whapping him on the side of the face. "Can't behead a fool, but for punishment you get a smack and you get to be on patrol tonight instead of Caster." Pausing, she let out a groan. "Why tell Caster.. of all people.."

Caster just cackled. She suddenly stopped, though, when she saw Fujiko and her mouth heading downstairs, quickly moving away from Miho and going to stand a bit to the side of and behind Rider, becoming quiet with her expression docile. She didn't particularly want to have a repeat of the other day, and teasing Miho with Fujiko around most likely wouldn't bit the best idea.. so she would save it 'till later.

Miho blinked a couple of times when Caster suddenly got quiet. "You actually stopped teasing me? Wow this must be some kind of miracl-" noting movement out of the corner of her eye she saw Fujiko and Fumio come into the room, and she had to fight not to blush as red as she had before. "Ah.. h-hello. Erm.. sorry for yelling.. I got a little.. irritated.. at Rider." Glancing over at Fujiko, she noticed her head was lower. How odd. Was.. was she upset with her for being rude earlier? Probably. She drooped slightly at that thought. Nice work, Miho..

Akihiko groaned tiredly as he walked down the road toward school, he might have left bit too early. but it was good since he could take a stop at nearby shop to buy something to eat at school and something to replace the missed breakfest. He entered the shop hand placed in pocket digging wallet ready.