Archer
Smoke filled the room as Rin's summoning ritual concluded in a mighty heroic spirit being brought forth to this world. A moment later, though, the brunette was not so sure about the success of her summoning as there was a sound of someone tripping over something, followed by a loud crash and a feminine yelp. Did she summon some klutz sorceress, the Toshaka heir wondered.
As the smoke previously obscuring her vision cleared, Rin found herself looking at a Slav girl who was about her age – maybe a little bit younger – who was sitting awkwardly on the floor, holding something resembling an oversized black and red knife in her right hand. The girl had light-blue eyes and strawberry-blonde hair, which in the reddish light of the sunset appeared to be pink...
As for her clothes, the summoned girl was wearing over-knee tight black boots; red checked mini-skirt with suspenders of all things; black vest with an orange emblem of some sort on the left side of the chest, it barely reached the girl's lower ribs and was unzipped from below making it rather blatantly obvious that she wore no bra. On her left hand, the summoned heroine had a black leather glove reaching her elbow with another, made from a material similar to that of the girl's pantyhose, underneath it; as for her right hand, the girl had a thick red 'lock' on her wrist there. Finally, on her head there was a red checked hat with a small visor...
The two girls kept looking at each other for maybe half-a-minute, before the blonde finally spoke:
"I'm servant Archer of this Holy Grail War. Are you my master?" Rin had to suppress the urge to groan audibly: what had she done for Gaia to hate her so much? A klutz Archer who, apparently, fought with a sword... Unless other masters had summoned equally outstanding servants, she might as well give up now. Still, the Toshaka heir nodded her head.
"Yes, I'm Rin and I will be your master." After a single second of a pause, the brunette continued: "Now, tell me about yourself."
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Archer sat perched on top of the Big Bridge that connected the two parts of the Fuyuki city together, observing the old part of the town through her binoculars. Suddenly, a lone figure in the distance caught her attention. Focusing on it, the blonde identified it as almost definitely another servant of the war, even if it was rather suspicious that one would simply walk along the street, barely doing anything to conceal his presence.
"Master, I see another servant, most likely lancer." Archer reported through her mental link with Rin. "What will your orders be? Engage? I can intercept him in one of the unused blocks about two miles away from the school." There was a couple of seconds of 'silence', before the Tohaka heir replied.
"Are you sure about that?" True, the local school had no clubs where lances were used, but it'd be quite an embarrassment if they attacked an innocent person and not an enemy servant.
"Well... He's wearing some blue full-body tights with metal shoulder pads. And then there is a red barbed spear on his back. I'm quite sure he's the Lancer." Archer replied. "So, what's your command, master?" Rin, again, was silent for several seconds.
"Very well, engage him. But make sure that there are no civilians around to see you two fight." Nodding in acceptance of the order, the blonde un-summoned her binoculars and jumped off her perch, running down along the beam of the bridge – she needed to get to the area she had picked for her showdown with Lancer before the man went away into more crowded part of the city...
"Huh?" Was the Lancers reaction when another servant appeared in front of him. Sure, he had felt the prana coming from his apparent opponent from a mile away, but he definitely hadn't thought that he'll fight a rather thin girl who was wielding a sword bigger than she herself was. Somehow, though, his intuition was telling him that this wasn't a Saber. Oh well, does it really matter? He was used as a damn scout anyway. So, if this girl could put up a decent fight, he'd be rather happy with his life tonight...
The girl said nothing, attacking with a battle-cry in her native language instead. And Lancer almost immediately was forced to admit that for someone so small with such a big weapon, she was quite fast. But not faster than him – he dodged the wide horizontal swing of the red-and-black blade rather easily... The blonde girl twirled around herself, following the momentum of her own attack, before raising her sword above her head for another strike. Lancer once again easily avoided her surprisingly powerful, even if not really skilled – she hadn't really been trained in the ways of a sword, that much was obvious to the spear-wielding man – attack, which created a decent indent in the ground.
Deciding that this was enough of playing around, Lancer counterattacked, trying to use his greater speed to land a decent blow on the girl without doing anything that might reveal his identity. The sword-wielding blonde, though, proved to be quite agile and rolled out of the way of his lance thrust about as easily as he had dodged her attacks moments before. This only encouraged the warrior in blue to attack more fiercely, and soon he was pushing his opponent back...
Archer knew that she wasn't the best when it cam to close combat, but to be shown this once again in such a manner... Lancer was all but toying with her as he rained spear thrusts at her with the speed of a decent machine gun. Still, it all wasn't that bad, until the she was finally backed towards a pile of macadam. With such an unstable ground under her feet, it was only a matter of time, before her successive bout of clumsiness made her fall on her ass...
The knight of the lance smirked, when he saw his opponent losing her footing and falling down on the ground hard. And with her sword all but behind her back, there was no way the blonde could defend herself against his next attack. Thus, raising his spear above his head, Lancer thrust it towards the girl's heart... Much to his surprise, the attack failed as the tip of his Gáe Bolg met a red-and-black buckler shield that wasn't there a moment before. Looking closer, the Irish man could see that the shield his lance met was actually the somehow-transformed sword. Such weapons, while not really uncommon, were rare enough. If only he could think of what this one was, then he'll know his opponent's identity... Unfortunately, Lancer could not recall any magical sword like that one. Damn!
Raising his spear again, he aimed it at the girl's crotch – if she blocked it with her shield, it'd leave her neck unprotected for his next attack... Unfortunately for him, the blonde rolled away, instead of blocking. And, even more, she transformed her shield back into the sword and swung it horizontally, aiming to dissect Lancer into two... Of course, the man blocked this attack with his lance, but he was almost thrown away by the power behind the swing. Next moment he was thrown away by an unexpected and very powerful kick to his stomach.
Then things became even worse for the spear wielder: the girl's sword changed again, but this time not into a shield. Had the Grail not provided some knowledge about the modern world, Lancer wouldn't have known what a minigun was. But he did know, and thus a clear though of 'Oh shit!' passed through his head when he saw six barrel start spinning...
Being fast and agile, Lancer was easily capable of dodging arrows raining upon him during his life. And after ascending onto the Throne of Heroes, he only got better. But still, dodging six bullets per second fired from barely twenty feet away... This was very hard even for him. And, by the looks of it, the ammunition of this devilish weapon was unlimited.
So, this was the Archer of this War. And, loathe he admit it, she was dangerous. Dangerous to the point where Lancer wasn't sure he could win without revealing his identity to the onlookers: he was no fool and could sense several familiars spying on them from the shadows. This meant, it was time for a tactical retreat... Dancing through the hailstorm of bullets – which, by the way, did so much more damage than a normal arrow would – Lancer ran towards an abandoned building, hoping that the concrete construct will provide him with the cover he'd need to safely assume his spirit form.
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"Today, I've fought Archer, master." Cú Chulainn spoke, almost spitting out the last word, as he returned to the church. He really hated that slimy fake priest that had stolen him form his rightful master, but the command seal used ensured that he'd stay loyal to this bastard. "I have no idea who she is, but she appears to be teenage girl with rather ...indecent attire. I've forced her to reveal her noble phantasm, but I had to retreat after that. It also didn't help me identify her."
"And what that noble phantasm was?" Kotomine Kirei asked, quite curious as it was very rare for a noble phantasm to give no hints about the heroic spirit's identity – usually it happened only with unimportant heroes that were barely known in the world, but these were never good enough to force someone like Cú Chulainn into retreat this easily.
"That was some sort of a magical weapon. It is red and black in color and can shift between a buckler shield, a large knife-like sword and a minigun." Kirei raised his eyebrow: this sounded like a heroic spirit from the modern era. Yet, he absolutely couldn't recall any notable people from the last half a century that wielded anything even remotely like the weapon Lancer just described.
"That sounds ...entertaining." Gilgamesh spoke as he materialized leaning against the wall, across the room from Kirei and Lancer, a glass of fine wine in his hand. "King wished to see her fight." He stated, causing the Irish spear-man to groan: he didn't want to die from myriad of holes blown through him just because this golden bastard wanted some entertainment for himself...
Archer
True identity: Alisa Ilinichina Amiella
Series: "God Eater"
Age: 15
Sex: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Good.
Strength: C++
Endurance: C+
Agility: C - Alisa is prone to stumbling over her feet at random moments. Without that, she'd have B++ rank in agility.
Mana: D++
Luck: C
Independent action: B+
Magic resistance: D+
Battle continuation: C+
Clairvoyance: D+ - Alisa can't see better than a normal human, but is trained to follow fast-moving objects. This skill can be boosted to C+ if she uses military-grade binoculars.
Noble Phantasms:
God Arc: B+, item: defensive, support, anti-person, anti-army.
God Arcs are special semi-alive weapons that are created from Aragami's Oracle cells and have multiple forms. Four to be exact. In Alisa's case, these forms are: a military knife oversized to the point where it can as well be considered a single-edged two-handed sword; a six-barreled minigun; a buckler-type shield. The final form is an unleashed beast that is the base of the God Arc. In the gun form, God Arc can fire conventional, homing and even healing bullets. 'Conventional' ammo can be considered to be unlimited as it is produced by the weapon itself from the matter it destroys while in blade or devourer forms.