Fate/sixth apocalypse

Maun looks around a bit, then focuses on Saber again. "So, you do anything I tell you? If we are not going to use this... grail thing, then why are you here? I-I don't want to get involved into all this danger and evil stuff. "

"Nothing happens except by the will of the Lord. If you are a competitor in the Grail War, then it's part of His plan." Jeanne smiled reassuringly. "If you wish to remain in a safe place while I deal with the other Servants, that is fine. But we cannot stay here. Archer will be back, and this time he'll be expecting me."

"Well. I don't know if I want to be alone again. Its how you get picked off. They said they would send someone, and here you are! D-Don't go already?!"

They? Jeanne wasn't sure what her Master meant by that, but there were bigger issues at the moment. "I won't. But we need to get out of here before Archer comes back. Quickly."

Maun stands, and walks over. He feels a bit dazed, and takes her hand like a small child. In fact, as we are on that subject, Maun is still just a teen. Heck, he is short for a teen. His ears are a bit chewed up, and his eyes have odd twitches and seem... deeper and more driven than a child's, but other than that, he seems to be just a kid. A survivor.

As Jeanne helped her Master out of the ruined building, she was already thinking about how they could get to Fuyuki. The Grail had provided her with a wealth of information on the world as it was now - including the common forms of transportation. As a Saber-class Servant, Jeanne automatically had Riding as a class skill, at C-rank. Which meant she could handle pretty much any mundane vehicles with ease.

Right now, she was thinking these "airplanes" might be useful. "Master, do you know how to get to the airport from where we are now?"

Maun gives a nod, and tells her. Its a decent distance away, and he also points out the ruins ofthe pub might still have a delivery van.

Jeanne nods and decides to check out the pub. If they could get the van...well, it might be of limited utility depending on the damage to the streets, but it was worth looking into all the same.

Maun parts, and helps 'look' for the van. He sneaks over, and finds a few bottles that have not shattered, and chugs them.

Neither Arturia or Elizabeth wanted a drink and both waited for Troy to get done with his drawing. Next to him Merlin was putting additional touches, nothing stopping the strength of the spell only increasing it beyond what Troy would've thought possible.

Chrom reappears next to his master "I found him"

***

Caster gives Sharur a clay mold and a lump of clay "Build what you wish"

Jeanne didn't fail to notice that. She frowned. "Is that really wise?" She didn't stop searching for the van, though.

***

Troy clapped his hands together in glee, showing some vague echoes of his disposition when violently dismembering Berserker One's Master. "Excellent. Liz, you ready?"

***

Sharur turned out not to be especially good at clay molding. The resulting...thing looked something like a dismembered crocodile having been mashed flat with an anvil.

Elizabeth walked up "Ready"

***

The creation then started to move around, even trying to bite Sharur

"Okay. Chrom and Arturia, you guys think you can lure Mr. Fancy Gold Armor back here?"

***

Sharur found that rather annoying. "Is it it supposed to do that?"

"Ah...*hic* Yah... You should try it some time, lady." Maun almosts vomits.

Jeanne's scowl deepened. "We have slightly more important things to worry about at the moment." She turned back to what she was doing and found a set of keys. In turn, she quickly located the pub's van, which was in relatively good condition considering the state of London. The incident with the bottles forgotten, Jeanne stuck her head back through the doorway. "Master, I found the van!"

"You mean be annoying and make someone fight me?" Chrom asks "Master I thought you knew me better"

Chrom fads away and Arturia fallows close behind

***

Caster chuckles "Yes, you molded its shape and life was made"

Troy decided to find somewhere else to be than at Ground Zero.

Merlin appears beside him "I have the best place to watch" he says. He mutters a spell yo himself and then Troy and him were in the same place that they were but they couldn't hear any sounds, feel the wind or anything that would make it seem that they were in the real world "We're in a little demention of mine, close enough to see the world but not close enough to be hurt by it"

"That'll work, I guess." Troy said, suitably impressed. Nothing to do now but wait for Gilgamesh to show up for a beating.

Maun stands, and his head swoons. He stumbles over and grabs her arm, going to the van. "Good job."

It didn't take long before Arturia and Chrom where coming back to the ship over the water. Gilgamesh was on some golden plane and he was firing his swords at the two sabers

"Nice thing about being an arrogant asshat means you don't notice walking into a trap." Troy said, grinning with a sort of manic glee.

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Jeanne climbed into the driver's seat of the van, ignoring the seatbelt, and waited for Maun to get into the vehicle.

He hops in the side seat, and vomits out the window.

Jeanne made a face. "I told you that was a bad idea." She started the van and headed off in the direction her Master had said led to the airport. For someone who'd been dead almost six hundred years she was an exceptionally good driver.

Arturia and Chrom got to the ship and stopped to turn and face the gold archer. Elizabeth was in the center of the magic circles waiting for them "How'd you make him come?"

"I told him I was the better king and I insulted his treasures" Chrom says

"I said nothing" Arturia says blankly