[X] Check wards.
[X] Remember to ask Lancer:
-[X]Can Lancer turn only part of her body into bats? If so, leaving one at home, and one with you might be a good idea, since she can only truly be defeated if every bat is eradicated.
-[X] Ask Lancer what determines an oath sworn on Gungnir to be broken. Specifically, what kind of weaselry would enable our good friend Marisa to slip out of it?
[X] Shopping!
-[X] Medical supply store. You'll need glass vials with stoppers to build up a reasonable back-up of your own blood.
-[X] Department/sporting goods store. You need luggage in case you & your ally need to bug-out in a hurry--e.g., two gym bags or backpacks. Mountain bear mace. Maximum SPF sunblock.
-[X] Grocery. Three days supply of bottled water and meal replacement bars for two people. Along with enough groceries to feed a family of four. Finally, if there are any, cookbooks or magazines on French cuisine.
-[X] Electronics: Four pre-paid, disposable cellphones. One for you, Marisa, Lancer, and (possibly) Rider. Enter each of the other 3 numbers into the phones' memory with the names 'MC', 'MD', 'C', and 'D', respectively.
—Anyway, I should check on my wards.
After that...
Well, I went shopping earlier this morning, but it was only for tea and snacks.
There are still several things I need to buy, if I intend to fight this war seriously.
Now would probably be a good time.
“...”
The wards around the house seem undisturbed.
Marisa doesn’t seem to have added her wards yet.
Well, I’ll remember to ask her about it later.
For now, I’ll go shopping.
I write a short note and leave it on a small table beside the door, in case Marisa returns before me.
“Went out to procure foodstuffs and supplies in preparation for meeting the mediator tonight. Tell Lancer I'll be back before nightfall, and if an emergency comes up, I'll use a command seal.”
That settled, I leave for the shopping district.
—First, groceries.
Well, this much should be enough to feed us for several days, even if Marisa keeps coming over.
I also buy a box of bottled water and meal replacement bars, in case we need to run.
On the way to the cashier, a French cookbook catches my eye, so I buy that too.
The recipes in it look simple enough, but at the same time tasty.
I’ll also need proper supplies for fighting this war.
Remilia will need a way of going out into the sun, and I don’t think she has her own umbrella.
Well, even if she does, a backup is always useful.
As for myself, I’ll need some form of defense.
The sports shop should sell pepper spray.
It won’t do much against Servants, but it might be of use against Masters.
—That in mind, I step into a sporting store.
Aside from an umbrella, I also get two large gym bags, and sunblock of the highest SPF I can find.
The shop also sells bear-grade pepper spray, which I get.
Next I go to a second-hand phone shop, and get 4 of the cheapest phones.
I load them all with prepaid cards, and enter the number of the other 3 phones into each phone.
I then assign each of them names— “MC” for myself, “C” for Remilia, “MD” for Marisa and “D” for Rider.
As an afterthought, I stop by a pharmacy on the way back to pick up several stoppered glass vials.
It won’t hurt to have a backup of blood for Remilia’s consumption.
—Ugh, all this costs quite a bit.
Well, it’s not like I can’t afford it, but I’m just unused to spending so much money at once.
I check the time just before heading back.
It’s already slightly past 4, so Marisa should be there already.
Walking back takes me a little longer than it did walking there as I am laden with plastic bags.
Maybe I’m just paranoid, but I can’t shake the feeling that someone— or something— is watching me.
I look around, but I can’t see anyone it might be.
Still, I’d better keep my guard up in case it’s an enemy.
—Eventually, I reach home untouched.
The first thing I notice when entering is that the wards have changed.
It’s hard to describe, but it feels more powerful, and slightly threatening.
I can’t really tell what exactly Marisa has done, but she’s definitely strengthened the boundary field over the house, at least.
It’s on a completely different level from mine.
Well, I can pass through it with no problems though.
I enter the house.
There are two extra pairs of shoes already there, which means that Marisa and Rider have already arrived.
A pink-haired girl walks out, and on seeing me, shouts something towards the rooms.
“Marisa, I think he’s back!”
—This must be Rider.
Her pink hair falls towards her shoulders, although most of it is tied up in two Chinese-style buns.
She’s wearing some sort of brown flap of cloth over a white blouse and green skirt.
What catches my eye, though, is the large rose below her collar and the bandages covering her right arm.
She smiles at me, and speaks.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Rider.
Do you need help with that?”
“Um, nice to meet you too.
Could you help me carry this to the kitchen...?”
I hand her the bags of groceries, with quick instructions on where to put what, and bring the rest to my room—
“—What.”
Marisa is there, along with several large boxes and a broom.
That’s not the problem, though.
The problem is that she’s set up a gas stove in one corner of the room and is stirring a rather large pot on it.
One of my pots, at that.
She looks up as I enter, and grin.
“Oh, you’re back. I think—”
“—What is that?”
I interrupt her, walking up to the pot and pointing at it.
Colored smoke is rising slightly from it, and when I lean in, a sickly sweet smell assaults my nostrils.
Coughing, I move away slightly.
“A simple healing potion. If I boil it overnight, it should be ready by tomorrow.
I think I made enough for about two doses per person?”
Marisa peers into the pot, then turns to face me.
“By the way, I’m here because Lancer kicked me out of her room.”
She gestures vaguely in the direction of the guest room, and I sigh.
...I’ll sort this mess out in a bit.
For now, I begin to pack the supplies I bought into the two gym bags.
If it comes to it, all I’ll have to do is grab one and run.
The meal replacement bars and water should last about three days, I think.
Marisa goes back to stirring her potion while I consider the other supplies.
The pepper spray... I tuck that into my pocket.
I’ll probably keep it on me constantly.
I should distribute the cellphones, and pass the sunblock to Remilia.
As for the vials...
I grimace.
The thought of cutting myself doesn’t appeal to me in the least.
Still, I’ll have to get it over with eventually.
—Anyway, there’s still a little while until dinner.
[ ] Talk to Rider. She seems nice enough.
-[ ] What about?
[ ] ...Do something about the state of your room, and Marisa being in it.
-[ ] She’ll need someplace else to set her things up though...
[ ] A strategy meeting would be good... but Remilia’s asleep.
[ ] Custom
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>>42739 Nope. Not so much telepathy as a general sense of each other’s presence.