Win a war, get kidnapped. What a thing to wake up to.

[koncubine]

Characters: Caster and YOU!
Setting: Room 2-09, Cafeteria and Floor 10.
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what you use.
Summary: A servant magical foxgirl has arrived! In costume and without her Master.
Warnings: Possible spoilers for the end of Fate/Extra.

[Room 2-09]

[When Caster wakes up, it's obvious from the start that she is not in the Moon Cell anymore. The paralysis is not normal, and if nothing else about the war was standard, freezing the Servants as they wake is not.

Though she will definitely dwell on it, doing so while laying around and doing nothing else is pointless. She sits up once the paralysis wears off, pulling at the costume she's been stuck in and glancing around.]

Hellooo? Is anyone in here? Masteeer?

[Cafeteria]

[Caster just stares at it, a disgusted look on her face. Really? This is what she's supposed to be eating? She'd rather eat the dubious candy laying all over the floors than this gross mess.]

Eugh. Doesn't this place have anything better? You steal my cute clothes and my Master, and you can't even give a lady something decent to eat! Some "rescue" group.

[Floor 10]

[Caster is wandering through the dry areas of the floor, running her hands through the water occasionally as she walks.]

Hmm-mm~. It's almost like the Moon Cell down here! The arena part, at least. I wonder how much experience you can get from beating these weaklings.

[A round mirror is floating around her in a circle, smacking wayward fish monsters down when they get too close. When they drop candy, she scoops a few pieces up and leaves the rest for others to grab.]

Eh... That's all? This isn't a decent item at all! Cheapskates.

Comments

have a confused pirate on floor 10

[culbutiri]

[What was this place... Nesir had only been here two days. The first morning she had awoken in a ridiculous skin tight outfit, today in a thankfully much looser but still ridiculous costume. She had no idea what she was supposed to be, she recognised some of the stupid things people were dressed in but she assumed the lose fitting clothing, bandana and eye patch were part of a culture of someone else in this place.

But it had space to put her daggers, a step up from the skin tight costume of yesterday. She had tied the pumpkin bucket to her sash as well and was picking up some of the wrapped... whatever they were. Candy. Weird word, but apparently they had to collect it and even though Nesir was loathe to obey people who were apparently keeping her prisoner she didn't have much of a choice.

After all the temple often set pointless tasks to teach then character so perhaps it was like that. She stared at the girl who seemed to be... killing fish... killing fish for candy.

Nesir stared for a moment, she had thought this a lot since she had arrived in this weird place the day before but... this was the strangest thing she had ever seen in her life...]

[koncubine]

[A foxgirl in a flapper costume killing fish with a mirror for candy. Yeah, that is pretty weird, honestly, and even Caster realizes it when she turns and sees Nesir. She's a little embarrassed by her own costume, but shrugs it off. At least she's not dressed as stupidly as some of the others she's seen.]

Staring at me, little pirate?

[She grins. It's not mean-spirited, but it a warning.]

If you stand there too long, you're going to get eaten, you know.

[culbutiri]

[Nesir scowled, she didn't like being called little and... she had no idea what a pirate was but she assumed it was some kind of insult. She averted her gaze though, switching to look at the dead fish.]

It do be taking more than a few fish to be eating me. [She bent down to take some candy, the note had said to collect it and this fox girl fish killer didn't seem to want it.]

[koncubine]

[The mirror spins around, knocking a few pieces of candy back toward Nesir.]

Not if it's a big enough fish. In a place like this, even a giant shark isn't impossible!

[That's how it seems to her, anyway. She hasn't actually seen one yet.]

[culbutiri]

A giant shark? [She looks dubious. She side eyes the mirror, before looking back at the girl. She... didn't look like a priestess. She smiled too much and her hair was... pink. Nesir had no idea how she had gotten it that colour, though she had seen people change their hair with magic before it was usually to fit in to different cultures.

Pink hair seemed counter productive. And it didn't even begin to explain the fox girl-ness. But better to be safe than sorry... Nesir took the candy suspiciously; gifts from priestesses tended to come with prices.] Thank you ma'am. [The respect in her voice is so grudging.]

[koncubine]

Hmm?

[She raises an eyebrow at the tone, but lets it go. Kids will be kids, and she's not being outright insulting.]

It's fine! It might as well go to someone else. I have more than enough to keep those higher-ups from coming down on me.

[She shakes her own pail, which is filled to to top.]

[culbutiri]

Nesir barely stopped herself from openly scoffing, she didn't see the point in leaving it to others, if they weren't smart enough to collect their own, it wasn't like there wasn't loads of the stuff. She gathered the last of the stuff off the floor and put it in her bucket.

Well the woman didn't speak like a priestess. Nesir had never heard one admit they were below any over person. Ever.]

Do you be knowing who they are? They did no be very polite in that note. [Collect candy or else... Nesir didn't like being threatened, especially by anonymous people writing notes.]

[koncubine]

[She shrugs at the question.]

I don't know their names, but I know they're cruel people who enjoy hurting the people here for their "experiments". If they weren't keeping my Master trapped here, too, there's no way I'd be doing something as stupid as collecting candy.

[Her tone is scornful. She dislikes the situation, but she'll do this task to protect her important people and herself.]

[culbutiri]

[Her master... Okay Nesir was completely and utterly confused now. Because priestess' didn't have masters... unless they were sworn to the dark; then they might admit they were under others in service to the shadow. But they wouldn't admit it in public to a girl they didn't know...

Nesir was slowly beginning to learn that the other worlds people were from were very different than her own...] Your master?