[Action To All | Fourth Wall Event]

[autocratic]

[ She had felt the air change when she awoke this early morning. She had felt... no, it's like her body is reverting back to what it was before she arrived in Johto. She felt the power surge, felt her body thrum with energy...

Now she stands in the middle of the streets of Goldenrod City, looking around. Her gaze drops down to her hand, slowly curling and unfolding. Then she smirks. ]

Come!

[ Raising her hand, a burst of flame appears, elongating and taking shape. The flame solidifies and blackens at parts before it forms into its rightful shape: her Aestus Estus. ]

Ahh, you have finally returned to where you rightfully belong. [ Nero gives a brief, loving stroke along the flat of the blade before her gaze scans her surroundings. Ah, she can sense the appearances of Servants. Had Johto finally let down the barriers and restrictions upon the realm? Why?

And more importantly... It'd be best to find a source of mana soon. However, she feels an energy that, she thinks, would temporarily keep her around, even if potential fights would arise. Perhaps...

And perhaps she could find her beloved Praetor? She still had her Pokemon with her for backup as well. ]

Mmm! Let the search begin!

Comments

[hellburner]

Oh, don't you worry, I got that covered. Give it juuust a little longer.

[A minute or two later, the Hydreigon that Rider sent out on an...'errand' would arrive and land on the roof with a bottle of rum in each of its three mouths.]

[Any screaming of despair you hear from yonder (now ruined) bar is completely imaginary.]

[autocratic]

[ Wow. Just wow. This does set Nero to laugh out heartily. ]

Such a creative use of your Pokemon! I think you would fit quite well in this world; spice things up for the rest of us and put on that show you do so like performing.

[hellburner]

I hope you don't think me a court jester, Saber. Although I guess I do like to entertain now and again.

[autocratic]

Oh, perish the thought. You'd be far too classy of a jester. And I would hardly see you as the type to spout useless poetry, right, Francis Drake?

[hellburner]

I've been known to be a bit poetic now and again. But needlessly? No, I prefer to let my cannons do the talking. That being said, shall we?

[The three-headed dragon set the bottles down, curling up with a bored yawn.]

[autocratic]

Let's!

[ Going to walk closer to that Hydreigon and the barrels. ] Hm, with all your creativity, I do hope you did not forget the detail of having any goblets or cups for us to partake in?

[hellburner]

...Hm, oh yeah. That might've been a good idea.

[She snapped her fingers, calling the Hydreigon to attention.]

William, go and take care of that.

[The poor bar upon which she continually unleashes a dragon will take years to recover.]

[autocratic]

[ As the Hydreigon sets off, Nero turns back to face her once-opponent. ]

And how fares you, Rider? Regarding your interaction with your own creature, it seems you have taken well to this realm.

[hellburner]

It's different. I quite like different, as it happens. A whole realm full of places needing exploration and treasure I haven't yet stolen? What's not to love?

You seem pretty comfortable yourself, Saber.

[autocratic]

Hah! And the fact that you can have strange, yet rare breeds of creatures at your disposal not enticing enough?

Do I? Hmm, one must adapt to their surroundings, after all. Johto is rather peaceful to set one's own pace about things.

[hellburner]

They're nice, but no replacement for my ship.

[A shrug.]

I'm not much for peace and quiet, but I suppose if I have a giant-ass dragon I can't complain.

[autocratic]

Do you think any Servant within this realm would find true comfort with peace? We are made to serve and battle for others, of course. Having it the other way around...

[ Can you tell this has been grating on her somewhat? ]

[hellburner]

Hm, hm, that's a tricky problem.

[Her Hydreigon returned, one mouth placing a glass in Rider's hand and another giving one to Saber.]

You could always take a page out of my book. Do what you want, when you want, how you want to do it. If you don't have a purpose, make one and answer to yourself instead of some Master.

[autocratic]

[ Saber takes it with a grateful nod. Handy delivery service! ]

And I have! But I worry for my Master; she may have grown immensely through our journey, but she is not as skilled of a hacker as Rin or even that uncouth Master of yours. What is she to do without me?