#gemcraft 01

Somehow he had ended in that side of the city again. That one which helplessly reminded him of Fuyuki and Miyama. Kinda good and kinda bad memories, but it didn’t matter, he’d been through worse and probably that wasn’t the end of it. He’d just laugh at his bad luck as he faded away again.

Fortunately, Spirale was filled with opportunities and now his pockets were full with ‘starchips’ ready to be wasted on cigs n’ beer. It was a good day. He had even found a very similar Hawaiian shirt for the heated summer.

And yet, there he stood, before the shop that felt strangely familiar, almost as if he had seen it before. A hand reached, scratched the back of his head as the red eyes stared boredly at the collection of magical instruments displayed. 

Beyond the runes and clutter, he saw that unmistakable face, dark hair and blue-green eyes. 

Now his luck had changed as he shamelessly entered the shop.

“Yo,” Lancer grinned at Rin, friendly despite his feral nature, nonchalant despite his violent death. 

So there was this shop that had caught his interest. Small but intriguing, offering ‘magic’. For a Caster with weakened spells this felt almost like a temporal solution for his ‘situation’.

Finding out would do no harm. And so, with empty pockets, a staff, and a bright smile, Caster weaseled his way into the shop.

“Oi!” he called out at the keeper as he entered the store. The hood shadowed his face but his voice was unmistakable for those who knew him, just as the loose blue streaks peeking out of the hood.

The carved staff planted next to him as he attempted his best to embody the druid he was supposed to be.

“Do you have any runes for sale? Y’know, flat, inscribed squares. Oh, and a map of the leylines will help too.” 

 the words leave her lips before she knows it as eyebrows furrow. this woman...she looked exactly like two Servants that she knew-- they could practically be triplets. but that’s where the similarities end. from what she can see, at least. the whole reason Ritsuka had approached was because she thought it was one of the goddesses. this was curious...maybe she was the vessel for them? she had heard of such things during her time at Chaldea, but was it possible for all three to co-exist in the city at the same time?. 

      she’s so caught up in her thoughts that she doesn’t realize she’s been staring until a rather chilly gust of wind sweeps by, effectively knocking her out of it.  “ What’s your name?“