What I need is my spear

With that said, Mini Cu sat up and crossed his short legs. Then, he closed his eyes and tried to follow Caster’s teachings about meditation. Some seconds passed… a minute… two minutes… Mini Cu’s brows were twitching. He didn’t like meditating at all or maybe he just couldn’t do it. It didn’t matter much at this point, he just didn’t like it. About ten minutes passed since he started meditating and, suddenly, he stood up and stretched his paws. “Yeah… meditation isn’t for me.” The plushie admitted his defeat with a deep sigh. He patted one of Caster’s legs and soon he started climbing his lap. “I would rather leave it to you.”

The sage didn’t seemed fazed as the berserker deflected the first arrow while staring at the direction it came from. “Well, it looks like we’re starting, keep you’re mace up, we’re heading for that temple.” He told her as he pointed his staff to the only building that was in the direction the arrow came from.

The caster looked around, he knew archer was there somewhere, he would have to be on high alert as he would have to protect not only himself but berserker as well since she couldnt do much against the long range enemy so he had to do the majority of the work in this fight as he waited for the first arrow to fly.

Time always seemed to be working against her, although, as Claudia left her apartment building fashionably yet casually dressed carrying her purse & a rather long package wrapped in cloth, she supposed time wasn’t on anyone’s side. She’d found it to be a fickle thing, directly under one’s control it would perform in an organised manner as much as the individual was, yet left to run rampant it soon became mismanaged and erratic.

Since becoming a Human with Magic potential Claudia had found it wasn’t nearly enough make her a Magus, she needed the knowledge to be able to wield & craft Thaumaturgy of her own, and she didn’t have the time or aptitude to become a student of the Magic Association’s Clock Tower, nor would she find help in any of the Great Mage Clans. The world of Magic was a cutthroat & secretive one, yet by its very nature Mana, Magic, Magecraft, always left a trail, and Claudia was resourceful enough to piece together such a trail and learn of an alternate way to gain the knowledge she needed, a genuine Heroic Spirit right there in the City.

After that it was just a question of incentive & first contact, it hadn’t been easy, Claudia had to find a way to entice them into meeting with her without their Master knowing, quite literally casual enough not to raise suspicion of any mistaken involvement with the Holy Grail War, yet intriguing enough that they would want to meet with her in the first place to hear out her proposal. So now Claudia had finally arrived after taking a Taxi across town to the harbour, walking into a lone unused Warehouse with only the clacking of her boots breaking the deafening silence. “Hello? Are you there?” She called out over the distant noise of construction & shipment work happening further down from where she presently was.

But since then it’s been difficult trying to find out more, the Mage Families and Clans are out of the question because I’m still only a ‘weakling’ in their eyes, and the Mage Association’s Clock Tower won’t take me in as a Student because they can’t see any obvious aptitude.” Claudia explained, making it sound more like a troublesome obstacle than some sorrowful self-pity story, clearly she hadn’t given up on becoming a Mage, but to make contact with a Heroic Spirit she wasn’t aligned with, some would call it reckless or desperate, yet Claudia herself was more interested in what said Heroic Spirit would think, and thus continued onto her proposal.

“I want to learn, there’s so much out there I want to see but, ultimately I want to join the Holy Grail War myself, which means apart from not having any support, I also don’t have the years it takes to learn Magecraft and become a Magus. So, without sugarcoating it, who better to learn from about Magic and the Grail War than a Caster Class Servant?” She finished with a small smile aimed up at Cu. The wind of the ocean spray, the ringing bell of a buoy drifting with the currents, the waters sloshing below the pier they sat upon, were the only sounds after Claudia had finished speaking as she awaited Cu’s thoughts, then, the negotiations would likely start…

After reeling in one or two and throwing them back again as she finished speaking he looked around as he spoke. "Do you realise what you're getting into? It's difficult enough to learn magecraft but wanting to join the grail war with little to no experience? You know that the odds will be against you right?" He asked after making sure she knew how risky the deal she wanted to make was.

Caster’s answer about meditation put his troubled mind at ease. “Oh, that makes much more sense!” He had been so confused before but when Caster explained it again, the plushie felt like he had finally understand him. His only worry now was that…But if I get so calm… troublesome, is it really possible to meditate without falling asleep? The plushie decided to stay quiet about it and hope that that wouldn’t be the case when he first tried to meditate. It would be embarrassing to have Caster shaking him awake after all this talk about meditation.

Still, the plushie was happy to hear that Caster was finally agreeing to join him. Even if Caster is a guide and trying really hard to be cool for their master, there’s no shame in having fun from time to time! “That’s true. We should go to an era where there still are plenty of fish in the rivers and sea… Preferably not contaminated.” He would hate it if he ended up with a stomach ache because they accidentally fished a contaminated fish or something.

Soon enough they left the burning city and made their way to the mountains, it took some time but they eventually made it through the forest outside the city and to the mountain they were seeking, as they walked into the clearing an entrance into the mountain could be seen but as they walked caster soon stopped them. “You’d better be ready, I feel an enemy close by.”

Time always seemed to be working against her, although, as Claudia left her apartment building fashionably yet casually dressed carrying her purse & a rather long package wrapped in cloth, she supposed time wasn’t on anyone’s side. She’d found it to be a fickle thing, directly under one’s control it would perform in an organised manner as much as the individual was, yet left to run rampant it soon became mismanaged and erratic.

Since becoming a Human with Magic potential Claudia had found it wasn’t nearly enough make her a Magus, she needed the knowledge to be able to wield & craft Thaumaturgy of her own, and she didn’t have the time or aptitude to become a student of the Magic Association’s Clock Tower, nor would she find help in any of the Great Mage Clans. The world of Magic was a cutthroat & secretive one, yet by its very nature Mana, Magic, Magecraft, always left a trail, and Claudia was resourceful enough to piece together such a trail and learn of an alternate way to gain the knowledge she needed, a genuine Heroic Spirit right there in the City.

After that it was just a question of incentive & first contact, it hadn’t been easy, Claudia had to find a way to entice them into meeting with her without their Master knowing, quite literally casual enough not to raise suspicion of any mistaken involvement with the Holy Grail War, yet intriguing enough that they would want to meet with her in the first place to hear out her proposal. So now Claudia had finally arrived after taking a Taxi across town to the harbour, walking into a lone unused Warehouse with only the clacking of her boots breaking the deafening silence. “Hello? Are you there?” She called out over the distant noise of construction & shipment work happening further down from where she presently was.

Thankfully caster hadn’t taken much of any damage as he kept his distance as much as he could during the fight, once the dust had settled and there was no apparent danger from the bones that laid scattered the two were soon off again, making their way to the mountains to find the last two servants that stood in the war of berserker and the grail.

Again, he tilts his head to the other side while pouting rather loudly. Caster can be quite complicated to understand at times. He can’t find the logic in what he just said. “That sounds kind of impossible, in my plushie opinion. Everything I can think of comes from the outside. It needs to exist somewhere for me to able to think about it…” By this point, the plushie feels overwhelmed by the number of thoughts that are crossing his mind. Thinking is not his fort, and he shouldn’t do it so much but, at the same time, he can’t help but wonder. “But if I think about it, wouldn’t that defeat the purpose of blocking distractions.that come from the outside? And my spirit might not belong to Earth, but this cotton body of mine does and I cannot block that.” He doesn’t know if he’s making any sense but he hopes Caster is smarter than him so he hopes he will be able to get why it’s so confusing to him.

Luckily, the other servant’s approval of accompanying him lifted his spirits enough to make the plushie stop worrying about unnecessary things. With a cheerful voice, he says: “Cool! After that, we should go to another era to find some fishing holes or we can try going outside Chaldea. The weather is terrible but I don’t think I will fly away if hold tightly to you.” The plushie got distracted easily but that didn’t mean he forgot what he was trying to do before. He was also eager to ask Caster if he liked him as well but then realized that that type of question was too childish.

The caster answered the first few questions that were asked, he would never last as long as those who could go longer then two days in search of wisdom or enlightenment, still it was good that the plush was asking these kinds of questions, seeing the smaller servant's thinking about outside distractions and how it was impossible to block them the sage shook his head a little as he spoke.

"That's not what I meant, I should've been a little clearer, when I meant outside distractions I meant like, hmm, you know how loud the servants across the hall can be? It's those kinds of distractions that I meant, so when you meditate you focus on a single point and block out all noise and distractions to the mind, it's really a matter of trying to quiet the mind and let it stay calm like a still pool of water, does that make a little more sense to you?"

Time always seemed to be working against her, although, as Claudia left her apartment building fashionably yet casually dressed carrying her purse & a rather long package wrapped in cloth, she supposed time wasn’t on anyone’s side. She’d found it to be a fickle thing, directly under one’s control it would perform in an organised manner as much as the individual was, yet left to run rampant it soon became mismanaged and erratic.

Since becoming a Human with Magic potential Claudia had found it wasn’t nearly enough make her a Magus, she needed the knowledge to be able to wield & craft Thaumaturgy of her own, and she didn’t have the time or aptitude to become a student of the Magic Association’s Clock Tower, nor would she find help in any of the Great Mage Clans. The world of Magic was a cutthroat & secretive one, yet by its very nature Mana, Magic, Magecraft, always left a trail, and Claudia was resourceful enough to piece together such a trail and learn of an alternate way to gain the knowledge she needed, a genuine Heroic Spirit right there in the City.

After that it was just a question of incentive & first contact, it hadn’t been easy, Claudia had to find a way to entice them into meeting with her without their Master knowing, quite literally casual enough not to raise suspicion of any mistaken involvement with the Holy Grail War, yet intriguing enough that they would want to meet with her in the first place to hear out her proposal. So now Claudia had finally arrived after taking a Taxi across town to the harbour, walking into a lone unused Warehouse with only the clacking of her boots breaking the deafening silence. “Hello? Are you there?” She called out over the distant noise of construction & shipment work happening further down from where she presently was.

Once he had quietened down, the plushie listens without interrupting to the other servant. He pretends that he’s not paying much attention to Caster’s explanation but, actually, he’s really into the conversation. There are some things he still doesn’t get about meditation. Was it even possible to block everything else? Mini Cu was used to being quiet whenever he went out and night and tried to cause mischief but his mind was always occupied with something or other. When the man finishes, Mini Cu frowns again and turns to look at him. He looks slightly confused but his next question is honest. “You mean like when you stare at a wall and suddenly it’s dinner time?” That’s the closest he has been to meditating, he thinks. Was it wrong to call it meditation if it was not intentional?

Seeing the reaction he got from the plush and the question that was asked afterwards it seemed like he had gotten the small berserker interested which in itself was a good thing. "Yes I would think that would count, if you imagine something special to you in your mind and focus on that one thing that could help focus and block out distractions from the outside." It seemed like progress was being made and it did surprise caster when he was asked to join the plush in the laundry room, it wasn't a bad idea to have someone to meditate with although that room wouldn't have been his first choice but still if the plush felt comfortable there then it wouldn't be so bad.

The sage let her do most of the work, he wanted to conserve his magic and having someone as strong as her to do the heavy lifting was a helpful asset, of course he didn’t sit out completely, it wasn’t like he was given much choice as the skeletons that berserker missed tried to charge him only to be burned to ash by his firey runes while the berserker dealt with the monsters she was facing.

Caster just had no idea how it all happened, and while he told the berserker what he thought he wasn’t even sure if he was right, he had a feeling that sabre had a hand in this but he didn’t know if she was directly behind this chaos or if she was serving another.

For the time being it didn’t matter as the sage heard berserker and turned to see the problem, he sighed quietly as he just stared at the remains that came towards them, lost souls that lost their lives to this madness and destruction. “Let’s just get this over with, they shouldn’t take too long.” With that caster called forth serval runes with a wave of his hand send forth a barrage of flames which hit at least three skeletons at once as the two servants fought once more.

“Okay, that could work out great thank you miss.” The sage replied as she told him of where she could take him before she gave him her name. “My name? Well it’s Cú chulainn but everyone just calls me caster, it’s nice to meet you celiac.”