Introductions on Medea’s side of things…

“My GODS!” Servant Beserker shouts, fed up with Archer’s antics and storming over to shake some sobriety into him. “GET a HOLD of yourself MAN!!”

Yes, and while Beserker looked fed up by Archer’s drunken indiscretion , I must say that I rather Angered by his babblings as well. Not only did the Servant there take over the role I chose to do myself but he also DEEPLY embarrassed the youngest of my saviors and if it was for any OTHER reason than what I know what has happened to cause Archer here . . .

To act like a complete idiot and tell tales left better off being told by the ones the tales belong with, if it is to be revealed.

After all, before ascending to a Champion when I was communing with the Goddess (right before I spoke with the Rules and Agents) I made a mistake I should have known better than to make. . . . I used a simple spell to try to get a bit of knowledge about some of the equipment I was to be bestowed.

The armour that was given to me is of the same style as what Rei’s sister has, albeit without the allowance for wings in the back. That and due to it being from the Gods? It is of superior workmanship (but if only by degrees).

She calls it an “encounter suit”, but I know now that’s not the proper name for this kind of armour. It is called “power armor” and it had many uses besides protecting from damage. It can also regulate it’s wearer’s strength, either up or down depending on what the situation calls for here.

Rei had actually backhanded Jason literally through the wall after he’d foolishly insulted her vilely being confronted in being a willing accomplice to the crime I had been under the sway of that Prentender bitch’s magic.

She had only been wanting to slap that intolerable man for the insult, not turn him into a broken corpse.

All of them were MORE than able to do that to anyone by accident if not careful. Easily they could have crushed a limb or rend an arm off it not careful. Or in power armor…which had a feature that was not usually seen put to use from this “Imperium of Mankind” place this Emperor (who’s proper name I have yet to hear) gifted them in parting for deeds and services rendered.

”You stupid mother fu . . .,” John begins to swear, with more than a bit of murder in his eyes.

It looks like good John wishes to use the power armour that he was provided (a “spare suit”) by his mentor for it’s more used purpose. Namely, he want to use it’s ability to increase his strength so that he can cave Archer’s head in!!

And if John doesn’t kill Archer here with his fist then by the looks of things Rei’s husband, Fred, is going to give it a go, with that sword of his! Knights (in training or not) are in the wont of upholding the honor of their ladies and Archer looked like he crossed that line there by a wide margin

Looks rather plane, but something about it is making the Saber sisters cringe just by looking at it, whatever Fred’s sword is made of here.

That said?

As much as I would like John and Fred to be able to do that---almost as much as I would have like to have been able to stay behind long enough during this Quest to witness justice being done to that jumped up “avatar” of the Goddess of Love who’d bespelled by being broken upon the torturer’s wheel—I know that in the end, Archer wasn’t exactly in his right mind here when he spoke!

All this runs quickly through my mind before…

”Stop!! several female cry out, halting the impending mayhem.

Now, one might be wondering something? How in the Blazes can Champion’s (albeit armed and armoured in some VERY high tech equipment) be able to match the supernatural beings known as Heroic Spirits as they are called in the Nasu anime franchise?

Well, it’s simple enough if you think about it. When one watches anime, you might recall how battle sequences can be drawn out from dramatic effect for the audience viewing it, though by the anime characters clock it’s rather quick? Same for a lot of things in anime. The transformation sequences for magic girls in anime? For them it’s nothing but an instant and they are ready for battle? Has to be else the enemy would (if they had two brain cells in their head) would have cut them down well before the transformation sequence was done. For the viewer of the anime in real life? Quiet a bit longer and leave at that.

See, the Champions here come from a “real world physics” realms (or rather a Whoniverse realm, but the “realm world” designation will do for now, vice a anime based one the Heroic Spirits (and their Masters) hale from here. And in this case….that equates in this case for the Champions being able to be able to face Heroic Spirits/Servants in combat and be able to realistically . . .come out on top. They can still lose, but that can still win, much to the shock of one young tsundere named “Rin.”

By the way, the situation will only get odder as time goes on because of something that happens to Champions from Whoniverses who visit drastically different realities. Something about the physics they carry with them and something about . . .assimilation.

But that’s for later. Back to Champions matching Servants….

THAT is why a rather startled Archer snaps out of his haze, finding a young man in some odd armour grasping his shirt ready to knock his teeth down his throat, all before he can actually move his swords he’d summoned into his hands. The fisted gauntlet would hit, and he knows somehow this would be . . .very bad news for him. And even then, he still has to deal with the rather ticked off knight with the sword behind this young American punk.

Let’s say NOTHING about Berzerker having a rather FIRM grip on his neck with a hand that’s bigger than his head. One quick squeeze at this point? His head would pop like a grape.

“Stop!” Medea shouts again, wanting to make sure everyone understands before violence ensues needlessly. “He’s suffering from a form of extreme form of magical backlash that has left him temporarily addled, like he was extremely drunk. Probably from doing some form of magical examination of our weapons and armour if I should be a judge of things.”

That at least lessens hostility, somewhat. The male Champions look almost, now, embarrassed for obvious mistaken assumptions (though they had done it with intentions of “upholding their loved one’s honor and some such”). Berserker still has a firm hand on Archer, but is less tense now (and angered at Archer’s antics).

Gods knows he’s seen worse behavior when some of the Agronauts tied one on…

“Wha-what the hell is going on here?” Archer sputters, still not liking the situation he’s suddenly found himself in here.

”We will talk about your part of things later Archer,” Archer’s Master, Rin, says quietly in a tone that the discussion might prove to be uncomfortable for the Servant in question. “But first let’s let the introductions finish with our speaker, please?”

After having her and Shiro at their mercy, she was willing to give them a hearing at least. That was the LEAST she could do.

Shiro looks like he has some questions he’d like to ask, especially the one identified at “Rei Takahashi” here. Something about her and her sister’s tale that Archer spilled . . .sounded disturbingly familiar. He’d remembered vaguely some kind of manga of all things with that same name, Neon Genesis Evangelion….in the “Champions’ Tales from Terra Prime”!

Surely not… That’s ridiculous, right?

…

The Master of Berserker and the others pretty much make noises wanting that as well, and the Champions have no objections to that. The older female homoculous also looks like she has questions as well, but is holding her cards close to her chest and had said for her daughters (which she is wondering just HOW in the Hell got multiplied here) and has a wait and see attitude to her.

She wanted DEARLY to know more about Rei, and perhaps redress certain issues sooner or later. She owes her for having done what was done.

Whether or not this would be fore good or ill remained to be seen, much less IF she could do anything about it, given the Champions here (whatever Champions happen to be in the way of Heroic Spirits) had been able to fight Beserker (Hercules!) to a stand still!

Attacking Rei with a spell, even IF to try to rescue her children, had been rather foolish to be truthful. But damnit she was a MOTHER and had gone to this War to spare her daughter (daughters?) from being used in the NEXT one, if she should fail in her and her husband’s quest.

She . . .doesn’t know what to think about what her daughters’ are saying about them being from the Fifth Grail War and what the Grail being cursed. She was in the Fourth Grail War and just . . .

What in the Hell was going on here?!

Archer’s opinion on the matter is not poled, but he looks properly curious himself (when he’s not looking like he’d like Berserker to let up on his neck)…

“Ah . . .thank you,” Medea smiles a small smile and bows slightly towards Rin in thanks. “I have many titles. But let me First make one thing clear about ONE title I am happy to say I do NOT have to my name: The Witch of Betrayal! Due to my dear friends here having save me from having from having slitting my own brother’s throat while bespelled to love a monster who’s no longer amongst the living thanks to THEM, I would rather thank you not to needlessly insult them. Even by accident, I fear that I will NOT be VERY forgiving for that a second time.”

The last was directed towards Archer…

But some are looking like they might know who Medea just might be, now. Hercules is looking like he’s trying to see something in the rather changed woman before him. Medea is NOT as he remembers her. The face is familiar, now that he looks, but the hair is different. That and Medea is/was Not a warrior woman like this person before him. That and she’s of the age that he remembers he being when they first met, back with the Agronauts…

”I am an Amazon now because of being adopted into the fold,” she smiles softly, remembering the goddess of the hunt having welcomed her into that sorority herself, and gifting her with the improved strength and such of that those warrior woman.

1. ”I am a priestess of Hecate,” she continues, finishing. “I am the Princess of Colchis, Medea. Pleased to make your acquaintances. Now, how about your group, if you would please?”

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