A/N: FIC'S NOT DEAD! Thou I have no excuse for why this has been so delayed, nor am I gonna make one but... if anyone is still actually waiting for this, rest assured I do intend to finish.
Running.
Ignoring the pain her bare feet earned with each step she took against the rough ground, Medusa continued running. Even as the rain drowned her in a freezing chill, she passed through alleyway after alleyway. She didn't know where she was going, or where she could even go to, but she didn't care. Right now, all that mattered to her was putting as much distance between her and the Fujimura Group's building. She needed to get as far away as possible, before she hurts someone else... before she hurts her... again.
"Again... It happened again!" History repeats itself, just like before. Just like with her sisters, she hurts the ones closest to her. All because of her, because of what she is. The image of Scathach's blooded form flashes in her mind, again and again. "Ah!-"
*crash*
Shutting her eyes to block out the horrifying result of her actions only resulted in the purple haired girl tripping on herself. Falling face first into a puddle, the wet ground dirtying the bloodstained sleepwear she wore, her elbows and knees now stinging with bleeding scraps. But the pain didn't bother her; her wounds are minor compared to what she had done to Scathach. Meekly pushing herself to a sitting position, the tall girl stops to stare at her reflection in the puddle.
"Dammit... Dammit!" Cursing herself repeatedly, tears begin to fall. She'd finally found that warmth she thought she'd never feel again, the feeling she longed to return every single waking moment while she was in capture. And she longs so much to go back, to apologize... to do... something, instead of losing everything all over again. "Scathach... I... I'm..."
Gritting her teeth, she shakes her head in frustration. Hurriedly wiping her tears with her bloodied hands, Medusa rises to her feet and resumes running. "No..." She doesn't deserve to cry. Memory loss or not, dreams or not, these are just excuses. Whatever she may have felt for Scathach, it no longer matters now. Whatever that was between them was never meant to last, not for her... not for something like her. She's a monster...
...and monsters don't deserve happiness.
The building rumbles following another loud crash, shaking the elevator slightly. Within the transport, the indigo haired samurai and Chinese assassin were barely phased as they continued to descend.
"Looks like Fujimura-sama's really going at it." Sasaki commented, slinging his Monohoshi Zao on his back.
"Indeed, she sure is." Reaching into her kimono sleeve, Jing Ke pulls out a small dagger.
As they approached the lobby, the sound of gunfire comes echoing beyond the walls. Pinging them to the lobby, the both of them immediately stepped aside as the elevator doors opened, a lone Yakuza grunt comes flying past them, crashing into the wall behind.
"Well, that's not good..." Peeking his head out, dozens of Yakuza grunts laid defeated on the blood covered grounds. A handful of them looked to merely be unconscious, injured but still alive. Most of them weren't as fortunate, some corpses had been mangled badly, some missing entire limbs. "...That's not good at all."
"Akane?!" Dashing out past Sasaki, Jing Ke runs up to the lobby's partially destroyed reception desk. Lifting up parts of the broken table, she finds a familiar redhead underneath it. "Hey! You okay?! Akane?!" Nakajima Akane, a fairly high ranking member who'd recently been promoted to be Jing Ke's subordinate.
"Jing... Ke... senpai...?" Multiple injuries around her body, a large gash at her hip bled red into her shirt. A piece of wood stuck out from her right shoulder, her upper arm branding gash, her hand still clutching onto an emptied-out pistol. "Hah... No worries... It's just... a scratch... I'm fine- Ugh!" Trying to put on a strong front did nothing but induce further pain.
"Not a word, save your strength. You better not die on me! We're going drinking tomorrow, remember?!" But hierarchy rank aside, Jing Ke had known her since she first joined the Yakuza as a rebellious high school girl. After much yelling, she'd managed to talk the stubborn girl into not dropping out of school. In return, Akane became one of her drinking buddies, and she was quite possible the only person on the planet with the patience and temperament to take charge of the Chinese lady once she's gotten hopelessly drunk. "Hold still."
"Jing- Ugh! Senpai! Look out!" In her state of worry, the assassin failed to notice the large blue hulking creature already before them, a long tendril arm raised to attack.
"Hu- Crap! I won't-"
Seconds before she was struck, a instantaneous flash of light removes the both arms from the attackers body. "Hn!" Weapon drawn from its sheath, Sasaki's long blade follows with another slash, tearing the creature's head clean off the torso. "Well that was close... you owe me one. Is your dear kouhai okay?"
"Sasaki?- You have my thanks." Pulling off her scarf, Jing Ke ties it around her waist as a makeshift bandage to stop the bleeding wound. "She'll be fine. And stop calling her that if you want to keep your tongue.
"Alright alright, don't get so riled up, I merely jest- Huh?" The creature begins to move again, despite missing its head. "What the?!-" Pulling his blade down for another slash did nothing to impede it.
"That-" Noticing the body's stump beginning to regrow its limb, the Chinese lady recalls Scathach's warning from before. 'They're called homunculus. You'll have to destroy a vital organ it has to kill it, usually located in in the center of it's torso.' "Sasaki! Move!" Sliding her dagger out from its sheath, Jing Ke tears an open wound across it's chest. Immediately switching to a thrust, the assassin stabs the glowing organ within. The creature comes to an abrupt halt before the body breaks down into grey dust
"And you have my thanks. Good grief... what on earth are these things."
"I won't pretend to actually understand any of this, but long story short, their weak points are the hearts." Helping Akane to a better sitting position, Jing Ke joins Sasaki's side to face the crowd of homunculi filling the lobby.
"Ho? I didn't think a bunch of city gangsters would know that." A white haired man emerges in a brown duster walks out from among the crowd, carrying a grey sword on his back. "And what is with that ridiculously long sword? Never seen anything like it; can you even fight with something that impractical."
"I could say the same about that slab of metal on your back. If my weapon's length baffles you that much, why not you come find out if just how impractical it is? You might learn a thing or two before I claim your head, even if it is lacking in elegance."
"Hmph, it's definitely amusing being on the receiving end of such sentiments. I didn't think there were people like me in the Far East." Drawing his weapon, Sanson points the grey blade towards the samurai. "We'll see who takes whose head first, shall we?"
"Jing Ke, I hate to ask a favor, but could you handle dealing with the rabble. I'd appreciate little to no interference with that man." Raising his blade, the samurai readies himself into stance. "He's mine."
"Very well."
...
"DEEI!/NYAH!"
A fist plants itself into her left cheek as Taiga sends the naginata's shaft against her attackers side. Before the impact separates the two, she could unmistakable tell that her attack had shattered a rib. Slamming hard against the ground barely stops either of them from getting instantly on their feet. "Take This! DOSSEI!" Leaping forward, she swings downward aiming for the mad fighter's left shoulder.
"GRRAAAAGGGHH!" Retaliating using his left forearm to take the attack, Caligula manages to avoid the full brunt of her attack, quickly striking Taiga in her chest before sending her flying with a kick to the gut. Flying straight into a nearby pillar, the brunette leaves a deep indent in the concrete as she falls to the ground.
"Urk...!" Ignoring the pain, she barely has any trouble getting back onto her feet again, an almost crazed smile grown on her face despite her situation. "Heh... Hehehe... Not bad... Not bad!" Wiping off the small trail of blood coming from her mouth, she licks the red liquid off her hand. "Umu... you're good... you're really good! You have me all fired up moew, you scumbag!" Weapon raised, she charges forward again.
Barely able to avoid the flurry of thrusts, Caligula instead choose to take them head on, allowing him to continue exchanging blows with her even as he sustained multiple cuts and stabs. As long as they didn't strike anything major, he could continue to fight. "GRRAAA!" Landing a punch on her right cheek, the latter's left leg finds its way to his side. "GRRGH!" Kicking into his already shattered rib, blood is forced past his grit teeth. "ARRRRRGGGHH!" Quickly recovering from the attack, the mad fighter unleashes a flurry of swings, followed by a wild haymaker.
Blocking and avoiding each fist sent her way, Taiga gets sent flying by the sudden wide swing. "Take this!" Pinning the naginata's blade into the ground, she uses the long shaft alongside her momentum, swinging herself back to dropkick her opponent in the face. "NYA!"
"GRAGH!" Going headfirst against the ground, Caligula bounces off before colliding with a nearby pillar. Pushing himself up, blood pours from a open head wound down the back of his hand. "...?!-"
"DIE-NYA!" Giving him no chances to rest, Taiga charges towards him. Rapidly spinning the naginata with just one hand, it was as if she had a windmill attached to her arm. Rolling away just in time to avoided the attack, the spinning attack destroys more than half the concrete off the pillar. Pulling her weapon back, she raises it for a downward swing.
"GRGH!-" Although the blade manages to dig partially into his left forearm, the Caligula manages to block off the rest of it, pushing the weapon back. "DEEEI!" Breaking her guard, the mad fighter goes in for a swift kick to her side. Avoiding her counter swing, he quickly plants his other foot into her gut, kicking her away before scrambling onto his feet. "GRRRAAAAH!"
"NYYYAAAAH!" Likewise, the brunette is already on her feet, the both of them charging forward at each other again. As her weapon dents into his right shoulder, Caligula's left fist uppercuts her in the jaw. Quickly recovering from the attack, Taiga sends the naginata blade tearing across his chest, but her attack was just inches shy from shredding a major organ.
"This is unexpected..." Lev continued observing as the two of them continued pummeling into each other. There was something he didn't understand. Flucticulus Diana was successfully activated on the woman, yet she is still somehow going toe to toe with Caligula. There was nothing in his background research into her that suggested any other relation to the world of magi aside from being a step-sibling to Emiya Shirou. So how is an otherwise regular human holding her own against someone who can match and kill even first-rate magi. "Who- No... What is this woman?"
"Ahh! That was great! Thank you, Chevalier." Accompanied by her trusted friend and bodyguard, Marie stretched as they left the steak restaurant.
"You're welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it, Princess." Strolling under Fuyuki's night sky, the two eventually wound up at a park, more or less void of life given the time.
"So, what's up? I know you didn't just treat me to a meal that exquisite without an agenda. Is something on your mind?"
Gently grabbing Marie's wrist, the royal guard leads her towards a nearby bench, urging her to sit. "Princess... Umm... Are you okay?..."
"Hmm? What do you mean, Chevalier? I'm fine..."
"You don't have to put up a strong front, not with me. I of all people know it can't be easy for you, having to face the man who murdered your entire family. So please, Princess... Are you really okay?" Placing a hand on Marie's shoulder, the blonde urges her friend again.
The french lady pauses, taking a long deep breath. "...I won't lie, it's not easy. I... can still remember everything that day; the blood, the screams, all of it. All those years I spent training to be a magus at the Clocktower, I never really thought much about things like getting revenge. There was no guarantee I would ever have to face that man again. But now..." Looking down to her knees, Marie's face darkens as she broke into a shiver. "...I don't know. I'm not the same, weak little girl I was back then. I've even managed to come out to everyone at the office about my past. Yet... the two times we've encountered him, there's clearly a part of me wants to just run in the opposite direction. I'm able to fight him but... I guess I'm just scared... not that I might die but... I just... I don't want to lose anything to him anymore..."
"Princess..." D'Eon's heart sank as she saw the saddening state her closest friend was in. Reaching out, the royal guard pulled both of Marie's shivering hands into her own. "Don't worry, Princess... I swear upon my life, that man will never take anything from us every again."
"...Chevalier... ...Thank you..." As a single tear flowed down her face, Marie leans into the blonde's shoulder. The latter simply comforted her in silence as she let out the pent up emotions she's been carrying around with her.
"Feeling better?"
"Yea... ...Thank you, Chevalier." Wiping away her tears, the french lady catches her off guard in a surprising move, planting a quick kiss on the latter's cheek.
"P-P-P-P-Princess?! Wha-Wha-Wha- What was that?!" Immediately separating, D'Eon's face glows a bright red blush, her mouth agape in shocked-embarrassment.
"Hehe. As thank you for comforting me." Marie replies with a giggle. "Did you like it?"
"Like?! I- I- I-!" Stammering her words, the blushing blonde is unable to produce a response.
"Anyway, let's go shall we?"
Linking arms with the royal guard, the french lady leads them both towards the park exit. Walking alongside each other towards the intersection that would lead them home, there was a barely noticeable difference about the area.
"Hmm...?" Nothing seemed to be out of place at first glace, except all the passing vehicles were deliberately avoiding a single lane leading straight ahead. Where that road led, the sidewalks were also void of anyone. It was rather odd to see everyone keep turning away from that one direction, almost as if they were avoiding it on purpose. "That's..."
"Princess? Something wrong?" Marie brings them to an abrupt halt.
"Chevalier, do you... see that?"
"That?- Huh?" Looking at the intersection in question, the royal guard too notices the anomaly. "Is there... a boundary field? I don't sense anything, do you?"
"I can feel the deterrent effects of a field but... I can barely sense any magical energy at all. Wait. That road, doesn't that lead to!-" Realizing what she was talking about, the both of them crossed the road to the other side, entering the boundary field and running in a direction headed towards the Fujimura Group.
"Idiot, I'm attacking from up here!" Bringing her naginata down mid-leap, Taiga's swings hard against her opponent.
"Grgh!" Raising both arms to shield himself, Caligula barely manages to block the attack as the ground around him begins to crack. "GRAAGH!" Pushing back the pole weapon as the woman's momentum begins to slow, he sends her back with his fist slamming against her cheek. Running forward for another attack, the cat-eared brunette has already recovered as his punch is parried by her weapon. Instead, a swipe from the pole weapon knocks him off his feet is followed by a spin-kick hitting his gut, sending him cracking into a nearby wall.
"Nyaanya!" Charging forward without allowing him rest, Taiga sends out another flurry of thrusts.
"HRGH!-" Letting the blade slash against his right arm as he guards, the mad fighter quickly grabs the weapon's shaft with his left, sending the naginata into the wall. "DEEI!" Pinning her weapon in place, the indigo haired man yanks at the brunette, picking her up and throwing her into the hard surface, sending Taiga through to the other side.
"URK...!- Dam...mit..." Slowly pulling herself up from the hole in the wall, the cat-eared brunette surprises the man as she starts to snicker. "Heh... Did you really have to break another one of my walls? ...Yea... just keep destroying more and more of my building why don't you, you damned- fucking... bastard..."
Walking up to her, the mad fighter was surprised that she's started to express joy, but surprise immediately turns into rage as he yanked her up by the ankle. "DEEI!" Easily lifting her up as if she were a rag doll, Caligula slams her against the ground before tossing her back into the Yakuza hall through another wall.
"Meeowuch...Okay, that one- actually hurt a little..." Sprawled on the ground, Taiga lets out a sigh as shifts her head slightly. Blurred vision coming back into the focus, the mad fighter was already approaching her. Eyes looking behind him, she spots her naginata still pinned into the wall. "Haaah..."
Picking herself up, the cat-eared brunette drops on all fours rather than rising to her feet. As if she had embraced her hated nickname, Taiga charges towards him like a tiger pouncing towards its prey. Taking aim at his face, her slash scores a direct hit across his eyes, discombobulating his vision momentarily. "DARRRGH!"
Easily blocking his counter swing, she quickly circles behind him. "TAKE THIS!" Arms pulling around his waist, the cat-eared brunette picks him off the ground. Unleashing a german suplex on him, her attack manages to send him partially through to the floor below. Recovering immediately while he's still in the ground, Taiga makes a dash towards her naginata, dislodging it from the wall. "Now then..."
"Guuurrrrrrrgg..." Pulling himself out of the ground, Caligula finds himself struggling to get back up. His vision is still spinning, pain floods his senses as blood pools from the open wound on the back of his head, painting his shredded cape a different shade of red. "Grgh!-" Trying to force himself up again sends him stumbling back against the hard floor. "...FighT... MusT- fighT...! MusT... FighT!"
Fight. Within the madness and rage that plagued his mind, that's all the mad fighter ever knew. It's what he has known all his life; all he's ever done is fight. "DedicatE... thiS... souL- ...I... givE... lifE... tO... MasteR LeV...!" That was what he lived for. And in return, Master Lev would help him find his way back to Rome, to his dear niece... to his dear Nero.
But this was a first. This woman... she's not like the ones Master Lev ordered him to attack before. No matter how many times he punches and punches and punches, she still rises to fight back. But that's not what confuses him... He lost during the previous attack, but this was different. This woman was enjoying herself. From the start, when Master Lev first told her to kill this woman, she was smiling. When he punched her, she punched back with a smile on her face. Even now... looking at her, the smile on her face is still there.
"Caligula? What's are you doing?! Get up!" Lev's voice rings in his head telepathically, ordering him to rise.
"YeS... MusT... fighT... BuT- Why?" The mad fighter cannot comprehend it. Everyone he's ever fought and kill never smiled. So why is she standing in his way, in the way of what Master Lev wants him to do, with a smile. "...IS shE... mockinG ME?-" Whatever little rational that may have still remained in the parts of his mind that hadn't lost itself to the rage and madness ended up with that conclusion: The enemy was mocking him, that's why she was smiling.
"Huh? What on earth are you talking about?! Stop kneeling there! Get up and be done with that woman already!"
"DifferenT... difF- differenT... DifferenT...! DIFFERENT!" Whatever sanity that remained since before the start of their fight had finally snapped, trying to understand was beyond him now. "NO MocK! I FighT FoR MasteR! TO GO BacK- TO Rome! TO NERO!" Completely disregarding the pain and wounds on his body, Caligula forces his body to rise, causing further damage to his wounds. "Grrrrr- GRRRAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Grrrrr- GRRRAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Letting out a blood curdling howl, he charges towards the brunette.
"DIE-NYAAAH!" Spinning around, Taiga slams her weapon downward with a slash.
"DRRAAAAAHHH!" Running straight into the attack without any concern for his own body, Caligula shoots his left fist forward to counter. Tearing off the oncoming forearm completely, the blade continues straight towards his left collarbone. But even as the naginata sinks into his flesh, the mad fighter continues unconcerned. Sacrificing his left collarbone without hesitation, he continues with his remaining arm raised, fist ready to pummel into the brunette's face. "GRRAAAA!"
"The hell?! Has he lost his mind?!" Leaping backwards to dodge his swing, Taiga quickly pulls back her weapon. "TAKE THIS NYAAH!" Weapon readied again with a twirl, the Yakuza head leaps forward, nagiata aimed for his left lung. "Got Him!-"
"OWWAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!" As the blade tears into his lungs, Caligula sends his fist forward without pause. "GAARRRGGGGHHHHH!" Pummeling straight into the brunette's face, his strike is far harder and stronger than before.
"Urgh!" Taiga is immediately sent flying backwards, smashing hard against a nearby pillar. "Shit! What the-" Not even allowed a second to catch her thoughts, fingers clamp around her face. Picking her up by the head, the mad fighter proceeds to smash her repeatedly against the concrete behind. Consciousness begins to slip as Taiga continues colliding into the pillar.
Finally stopping when he's made an almost perfect indent of the cat-eared brunette, Caligula finally releases his grasp. Letting the strands of golden brown hair fall from his hand, he balls it into a fist once more. "DDIIIIEEEEEE!" His strike is hard enough to destroy the concrete, sending Taiga straight through the pillar with an almost ungodly amount of strength. Pushing his body past its limits, the amount of force he exerts causing every bones from his knuckles to his mid-forearm to fracture. Even Lev hadn't seen anything like this from the mad fighter before. "Hrgh?!-"
"Good work, Caligula. Now hurry up and retrieve the target- Huh?" Rather than responding to his commands, the mad fighter walks up towards the brunette. "Caligula? What are you doing?! Stop messing around, proceed retrieve the target!"
The brunette laid motionless on the ground, the amount of damage she'd just sustained would've given her a concussion if it hadn't already knocked her out cold. Or so one would think, but looking at her face, part of her mouth was still curled into a grin. "DRRAAAHH!" Grabbing the naginata dug into his left, the mad fighter forces it out with his broken hand. "StoP...! MockinG!" Kneeling over her, her raises the pole weapon, aimed at her face with intention of slicing up her mouth. "DI-"
Mere seconds before his attack would've struck her face, Taiga shifts her head to the side. Immediately after the blade grazes her left cheek and hits the ground, Taiga grabs the naginata's shaft with her left, shooting her right arm up forward. "JAGUAR PUNCH!" Feeling his jawbone crack upon her knuckles, teeth are ejected from his gums into the air as she sends the mad fighter flying off his feet. "Son of a bitch- That fucking hurt! You Bastard!" Taiga clutches her head in pain, struggling to get off her feet.
"GRWOARK!" Blood and saliva spews out uncontrollably from his dislocated jaw. The mad fighter's vision blurs slightly; his will may be able to ignore the wounds he's sustained, but his body doesn't have that same luxury. They're starting to take its toll. His breathing had gone erratic, blood having filled enough of his punctured left lung. "OWRGH!"
"Heh... hehehe... " Cracking a smirk, the car-eared brunette breaks into a fit of chuckles as she to rises to her feet. Picking up her pole weapon, the entire shaft begins shimmering red. "Ho ho... you're in for it now..." A bright aura begins to burn around her, the orange light growing with intensity.
"FLURGTICURUS- DIANRA!" Although chanting with a broken jaw, Caligula still successfully activates his spell. "HurgH?!" But even as moonlight covered the both of them, the woman's aura does not fade.
"What on earth... how is this woman still..." Lev is by all means surprised, Flucticulus Diana affects all magecraft with no exceptions. The only way to explain this is... "Wait- If that's not magecraft, then... what is it?!"
Clenching his fist, the mad fighter breaks into a charge, ready to pummel into her with his remaining yet barely usable arm. "OWWAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!"
"I don't know myself anymore..." Raising her glowing naginata, light explodes into flames, a giant tigers claw forming around it. "...Sure Kill Attack-" Both hands grabbing the glowing red shaft of her weapon, Taiga baseball bats the enemy straight into the ground. "GREAT DEATH CLAW!"
"GAAAARRRRGGGHH!-" Engulfing the indigo haired man in his entirety, his screams are immediately overtaken by the loud thunder of Taiga's attack. Destroying a large portion of the entire floor, her attack sends his body down through two more floors.
"Haah... haah..." Looking down the large new hole she just made, Taiga finally relaxes when she sees the man is no longer moving. Dropping her naginata, the weapon breaks in two the moment it hits the ground. Stumbling backwards, she follows suit. "Haaaaa... It's finally over!" Sprawling out on the ground, the cat-eared brunette lets out a large sigh of relief. "That was exhausting!"
*growl*
And as if right on cue, her tummy sounds out a really loud protest, echoing throughout the hall. "Hah... I'm hungry."
"Sei!" Blades clashing with each other, sparks continue to fly as Sasaki's monohoshizao collides with the enemy's grey claymore.
"Hah!" Blocking another strike, Sanson goes for a follow up attack but is easily parried again. With the next clash, the two of them separate from each other. "Damn-! This is bad..." Although clearly outmatched with it came to technique, he could still hold his own against the Yakuza samurai, or at least, could delay himself losing. But the prolonged battle has put him at a clear disadvantage. The group of homunculi with him had all be slaughtered by the two Yakuza that stood in his way. And the loud shaking that could be heard coming from the upper floors had stopped. If anything, the only thing he could count on was that the Chinese Yakuza lady had chosen to not interfere like she and the indigo haired man had agreed.
"What's wrong, done already? You've been doing pretty well for someone who lacks any proper stance or style. Come on, surely you've still got some fight in you."
"Sasaki, quit fooling around and finish him already." Still tending to her kouhai the best she could, Jing Ke yells at him from far back in the lobby.
"Alright alright... disappointing as it is, guess play time's over. This is the deciding moment. " Walking up a few steps, the samurai raises the monohoshizao next to his head, the long thin blade pointed towards the white haired man. "With this single stroke... I'll demonstrate a flash of spring's thunder."
"This guy... What's he-"
"Concealed Sword!" Sasaki takes a step forward.
"What the?!-" Time freezes in that instant. He doesn't even being to question how he sees three blades coming straight towards him. The feeling of death invades his senses completely, petrifying the executioner with the immediate outcome. He is going to die. There's nothing he can do, no movement he could make and no way to counter, death is guaranteed. "-!"
"Swallow Reversal!-"
There was no pain; he's not dead. Opening his eyes, a golden magic circle is formed between him and blade that was about to end him. "What the...-"
"Mr Sanson, I'm pulling you back. Caligula's dead, we're done here." Another magic circle forms around his feet. Sasaki immediately steps back as it lights up in activation.
"WAIT!" Two magic flares follow the yell, smashing into another magic circle that forms to protect Sanson. Running into the lobby, Marie fires off another volley, but to no avail.
"Ho? Fancy meeting you here, Princess Marie. Sorry to say, but we'll have to catch up some other time." Chuckling, the magic circle finally finishes activation, transporting the executioner away.
"...Dammit." Cursing lightly, Chevalier runs up towards Sasaki and Jing Ke. "We're from Chaldea Services & Consultation. Are the two of you okay?"
"Yea, we're okay. I was wondering if someone from the CSC would show up eventually. You must be here to see Scathach-san, if so, follow me." Helping her kouhai up, Jing Ke proceeds towards the elevator, the royal guard and french lady following behind.
"Haaah. And she just leaves me here to clean up, without even asking me." Sighing, the indigo haired man scratches the back of his head. "Well, no point complaining. Now, where's the broom closet again..."
Note:
The monohoshizao, or clothes/laundry drying-pole, is a straight-edged nodachi with a blade-length of over 90 cm.