Fate/Fallen Order

"Hey doc, any information on wvo's in my head, besides you too?"

Tamamo looked uneasy. Her Master seemed perfectly amiable right now, sure...but she was well aware of the legacy she'd left behind. She didn't respond to Aaron, instead choosing to wait with Takeshi and only move when he had recovered enough to do so.

Takeshi looks to caster, "caster, that was alot of energy you used for your attack, are you feelimg ok?"

"Fine! Yeah, I'm totally fine, Master!" she replied...a teensy bit too quickly.

"Riiiight, i think you should rest, i will stand watch until you regain your lost prana." Takeshi says, standing up, still shaky.

"Take five," Aaron orders "The only two servants remaining should be Rider and Caster. While powerful, they won't be leaving the temple."

"Like the voice said, you need to regain your strength, I'll stand watch in case anything shows up." TAkeshi says, planting his shield into the ground.

Tamamo nodded gratefully and seated herself on the edge of the trench her Noble Phantasm had replaced the street with.

"All right doc, now that we have down time, care to explain who's sharing headspace with me?"

"Again I have no clue," Aaron said irritated "You could be fused with any number of heroic spirits that wielded shields. The only thing we have to narrow it down at all is that whoever you're fused with, they were a master fighter. You took down Lancer on instinct alone, that takes skill of the highest order."

"I wonder if it's possible to try and communicate with this servant, like how they were able to project one of their memories to me."

"That's just a subset of the master servant contract." Aaron explains "Since you're fused with body and mind the memories of your servant bleed through easier. Communication isn't possible."

"Is there a way to induce this memory bleed effect? " Takeshi asks, getting very annoyed at not knowing who else is in his head.

"Other then getting affinity with your servant? No."

"Well how am I suposed to gain affinity if I can't talk to them?" Takeshi asks, a vein beginning to appear on his forehead.

"They chose you," Aaron pointed out "There must be something about you that is similar to them on a personal level. Just keep being yourself and the memories will come in time."

"All right doc, I'll... do that." Takeshi says, thinking over the events that happened that day.

Tamamo got to her feet. She felt more or less rested now, and at any rate she wanted to make herself useful as possible lest her Master decide he no longer wanted...

Never mind. Not going to finish the thought. "Three down, two to go, Master! Let's finish this!"

"rIGHT YOU ARE CASTER, NO SENCE IN STAYING LONGER THAN WE NEED TO." tAKESHI SAYS, STANDING UP, PICKING UP HIS SHIELD AND STARTS TO HEAD DOWN THE ROAD AGAIN.

As the two approach the temple gate, Caster senses the presence of a fellow magic using servant. Caster, Medea, the Witch of Betrayal stood atop the stairs looking down on Caster and Takeshi "So, the brute wasn't good for anything after all."

"If you're talking about the walking bowl of ramen we already killed him."

Caster's smile vanished "Don't you think I know that, worm?"

Tamamo smirked up at the other Caster. "Well that's just rude. Now, if you'll excuse us..." Raising a hand, she repeated the earlier double-tap spell combination she'd tried on Berserker - fireball followed up by ice spikes.

"Nice shot, now get behind me, I don't think that killed her, and she'll probably be pissed." Takeshi says, raising his shield.

Caster brings forward a hand to block the fire. The flames passes harmlessly over her and Caster opens her mouth to gloat before she is stabbed seven ways to Sunday by the ice. She falls over, dead.