isleofavalon | Full moon is on the sky and they're not men anymore [Semi-Open]

[Archer took the needed steps to isolate himself into the Brocéliande forest, just in case he turned into a crazy werewolf again. He didn't want to hurt anyone he knew, after all. So he's there, waiting on a full moon to rise on the sky and with a stash of his clothes somewhere he can find them in the morning.

Planning in advance, always a good idea. But not always do the plans really go the way they should go.]

[Just what he needed, a curse. Now he was cursed to turn into a werewolf on the full moon. And in some strange land that wasn't 'home'. He managed to figure out a place he considered safe, making his way out to forest near Camelot.

But, when he got there, he found a familiar red coat.]

Damn it Archer.

[Oh fuck no. Archer automatically backs down a few steps at seeing Lancer because of the situation.]

Get the hell out of here, Lancer! Now.

[Hell, even Lancer can see how dangerous this is and backs up a few steps himself.]

Me? I came here to get away from people, not deal with you.

So did I! I have the same curse and if one of us doesn't leave... gh!

[Except how can you leave now. Archer, at least, is feeling the first signs of his transformation. His body hurt all over the place. Still, he tried to keep a clear mind.]

... I'm sorry.

[For whatever happens during the night, that is.]

[he catches a bit of what Archer's saying as he's dealing with the mental noise that comes with his transformation.]

Oh hells.

[And that's probably the last thing he says that sounds anything remotely human as he transforms himself.]

[Yeah, Archer's definitely done talking for the night. Instead he's dealing with all sorts of pains and grunting as the transformation takes place. It's not any better from the last month. Still painful as heck as his bones rearrange themselves and everything in his body changes.

Seeing red in anger also hasn't changed at all from last month. He's still crazy in this form, which is what he had expected and prepared for.

And he smells another wolf.]

[Things definitely don't always go the way you plan and Archer wakes somewhere outside Brocéliande forest, at the edge of New Camelot, body littered in several bite and scratch marks, bruises and most likely some broken bones. At least some of his ribs feel like they've seen better days.

It's even worse now than it was during the first month of moons, all because of meeting Lancer in the woods and... well, considering their natural instinct to fight each other combined with wolf instincts it didn't get pretty. Yeah... Archer didn't include a wildcard named Lancer in his plans. He should have. He really should have.]

I wonder if he's even alive...

[He can't remember all the details of the fight so he's kind of worried. One of them was alive, after all, and that was him.]

[It's an entirely lucky(?) coincidence that Jane is out near the forest that morning. She spends a good deal of time out there these days, either drawing or painting or making notes for her latest studies, and she tends to find herself alone almost every time. The solitude is something she had grown used to, so when she's walking and she hears the murmur of someone speaking she immediately stops in her tracks.

Though it isn't unusual for her to hear the occasional whisper of fae while she's exploring, that... did not quite sound like a fae.]

... Hello? [She calls out carefully, shifting her bag around to put it in a better position for if she has to run.] Who's there?

[Archer tenses (and immediately cringes) and the sound a voice. He may have met Jane before, but it was such a long time ago, so the voice doesn't register with him.

Though he does have to admit to himself that he needs help.]

I'm... here. I'm harmless and in need of medical assistance.

[Now that he's speaking at little more, doesn't she... know that voice? She hurries her steps towards it and then--]

Oh, goodness!

[Tripping over herself would do no good at all so she checks herself after her first urgent stumble, but makes her way to his side and crouches down. She rubs her hands together lightly and then flexes her fingers - her own little ritual for getting ready to use her magic.]

Ah-- all right, uhm... tell me where it hurts.

[Oh... it actually was a familiar voice. Archer relaxes quite a bit since Jane is someone he's familiar with as opposed to have been found by someone he's never met before.]

I think some of my ribs are broken.

Ah... dear.

[As it happens, it's nothing she hasn't dealt with before. One of her first experiences using healing magic on someone else here had been for broken ribs - of a particularly grouchy, dark-haired samurai.

So she places her hand very gently against Archer's side, frowning in concentration as she pushes the magic through to find the injuries and knit them back together.]

There... how is that feeling..?

[It stings a little, even if not as much as he thought it would. Just the fact that his body needed to force itself back together... was unpleasant.

But the unpleasantness doesn't last for too long, at least.]

Better. Easier to breathe...

[She's as gentle as she can be about it but things knitting together and shifting back into place is never going to be entirely comfortable. Once the initial movement is over with, though, it's a simple matter of healing everything where it needs to be healed.]

Good.

[Phew.]

Now, let me take a look at the rest of you.

Archer!

[Oh good, he's not that difficult to find from that location! What a relief, Tohsaka almost thought she'd have to look through the whole map to find him from some furthest location on it. Though she happened to find his clothes elsewhere before finding him here, so she's bringing them with her.

Too bad that this is neither Fuyuki or Lunatia, Rin could easily heal him. Or hell, she could do it here too if she had Healing Magic. But she doesn't happen to have that, so she'll get to keep Archer close to her much longer than it would take to heal him with any of those options and she's not going to complain about that.]

Who knows. I haven't seen him, at least not yet.

[Since it's -- pretty obvious who he's talking about, she doesn't need to guess twice. She'd be actually surprised if it's anyone else but her main priority was finding Archer either way. Because that's her Archer. She doesn't sound worried though? After seeing all of their fights before and spending a year in Lunatia with another Lancer, this feels like any normal day to her.

Anyway, Rin closes whatever distance is still left between them, gets on her knees next to him and brushes her hand through his white hair.]

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Hey.

[He's not moving too much, since everything is painful and he hates everything, but he at least smiles for Rin. It's a relief to see her, especially unharmed. Coming to the forest was worth it, protecting her and Saber. He was trying to protect Lancer too, really, but the idiot chose the same place as him for transforming.

The hand in his hair feels nice. Soft. Soft is good right now.]

Pretty sure he'll come haunt my ass if he's dead.

[What an absolute dumbass for going that far to protect the girls and anyone else too -- and yet, Rin knows that and appreciates it despite how she'd tell that she could handle him even at his worst with her magic.

Oh good, he's well enough to at least smile. For her. That's also a relief to see. She brings her other hand to softly brush up and down on his cheek.]

Oh, he would. But if he is, then I'll drag you along into a reviving ritual too.

[She's not joking. She would absolutely go through that ritual for any of those, who she cares about and anyone, who was on her side during the Fifth War is on top of that list.

Rin smiles at Archer again before she leans her face down to give kisses to his forehead and lips.]

I brought your clothes.

[Another kiss.]

[Using his precious time to revive an idiot, how dare she. As if he wouldn't come to it willingly because of guilt.

Archer kisses her back, sad that it's not common for kisses to help with wounds and mana loss in this world. If only. Well, at least there's mental healing to be had.]

Did you find the ones I hid or did you bring new ones?

[Out of curiosity.]

[Yeah, imagine all the things he could be doing with Rin and all that time instead of possibly having to be a part of rituals like that.

She smiles at being kissed back. It's seriously too bad, that she can't heal him in the same way as she could back home and back in Lunatia too, she'd do that without any hesitation here.]

The hidden ones.

[Rin puts the pile next to Archer and lucky him, she has kinetic magic so she can help him get those clothes back on with or without magic! Because she wouldn't even let him do that all alone in that state.]

[Good thing about being a blood mage is that Archer's managed to close any bleeding wounds for now. He still needs to see a healer, but at least it's not as urgent as without the magic.]

What would I do without you.

[Of course he'll have to move himself a bit to make putting the clothes on easier, but it's definitely easier with Rin's help.]

[... They'd be a pretty amazing combo/team if Rin's secondary happened to be Healing. She almost stops for a moment hearing Archer say that but continues whatever she is doing either way, even if she knows he probably noticed that -- unless he's too injured to notice it and Rin's not sure which one is worse.]

Let's not find out.

[Archer, you're stuck with her and never, ever allowed to leave! Once he has everything back on his lower body, Rin steps back.]

Can you stand?

[If he needs help with that, she'll offer a hand or she'll offer kinetic magic, whichever works better for him.]

[He definitely doesn't want to think about it more than just that one sentence ... and won't bring it up since it clearly seemed to bother her too.

Archer takes a moment to feel how his body feels. His legs seem to be working just fine. It's mostly the upper part of his body that's been injured.]

If you help me, I'll be able to.

[He should have figured this would happen. As soon as he saw Archer in the forest, he should have left and found another place to wait out his transformation.

Between their nature as Servants and tendency to fight every time they met, this outcome would be obvious to any Master or other Servant.

But now Lancer found himself laying on the bank of a stream, bloodied, bruised, and probably with a new broken bones. He'd have to find someone with Healing magic to help him out, and soon.]

We have to stop meeting like that, Archer.

[Another full moon come and gone, another cold morning spent cleaning who knows what and using her magic to craft together a cloak for herself to at least cover up. Or cover up as much of herself as possible. It was hard to do when your body was still reeling from the shock of the transformation.

Her nose twitched as the scent of blood entered her nostrils. Another thing that was hard to get used to was that increased sense of smell.]

Ah-- what happened to you!?

[Her head still ached from the shift back, but the cold air and early wash in the stream she was following helped. But now, quickly approaching and looking down at the bloodied man, she could feel another one coming on.

She didnt have healing magic, but is an alchemist, so perhaps she could come up with something to tape him together long enough to go see a healer?

Belgium was already looking around for things to use.]

[Lancer opens his eyes when he hears the voice talking to him. He knows he looks A State, so he just chuckles.]

You ever... become a werewolf?

And fight a werewolf?

Well... [Oh... Oh! That helped everything make much more sense.]

I mean, I have become a werewolf, twice now. But I don't think I've ever fought another one?

[Granted looking over her scratches she's pretty certain she hasn't.]

Ah- hang on I'll make some bandages and a litter for you.

[He sits up slowly, rubbing his forehead.]

Yeah, well, this guy and I have a history of trying to kill one another, so this isn't a huge surprise.

[He glances at her.]

Thanks for your help.

Please don't move too much. You never know what might be broken inside of you.

[And she's not talking about a broken heart over your lovers spat! She'll go ahead and pull together a few sticks and foliage. Using her alchemy magic to create bandages and a stretcher she can drag him on.]

Here, I'm not a healer, but at least I can help make sure you don't lose too much blood? Boys... next time you feel like killing each other, please don't.

[Granted if he's a werewolf there was probably no helping it. But still!]

Ugh. Deal.

[Gonna just lay back down for now. This was one of those moments he wished he'd been given healing magic instead of throwing things hard.]

I came out here to try to avoid people. It's not my fault I ran into someone I hate.

[And try to kill on the regular. But seriously.... he should know that where one goes the other follows.]

[Cu ga shinda!!!

But yeah, she'll go ahead and start bandaging him up with her leaf-bandages. Starting with some of the nastier looking wounds. At least he was naked? Ah, she should probably help do something about that too...]

Hm... you did too, huh?

[A roll wraps itself around a gash nice and tight, packed on thick.]

Coming out to avoid others, not the running into someone you dislike. Hate is a bit of a strong word though.

[Belgium is going to end up with a Servant indebted to her if she manages to get him mostly patched up.

He sighs.]

Yeah. Guess it worked well for you, at least.

[He shrugs, only a little though.]

Well, we're supposed to kill one another. So it continued here.

[Form that contract with her. With the personification of Kingdom by your side there's no way you can lose!

You'll have like... the literal mana of an entire country's worth of people.]

This time it did. So far you're the only one that actually knows.

[Or at least she's pretty certain he is now... She goes ahead and creates more bandages before wrapping more on him. He's talking and lucid, so obviously he isn't too beat up.]

You are...? And why is that?

[Do you really want the Hound of Culann to have almost unlimited power? That's what you'd get, really.

He wouldn't turn it down, and you know it.]

Eh, just you and Archer on my end.

[He pauses.]

It's a long story. I'll tell you once we're cleaned up and out of this forest.

[Yes, yes I do. That way he can be used as a punching bag until the end of time!

...I mean ultimate Cu-chan, go~!]

Well we have that much in common.

[She sighs and began to check him for any additional broken bones.]

I mean we've got a ways to go. Hang on, I'm going to load you onto the litter and strap you in.

[And probably cover him up with an itchy, but warm, leaf blanket.]

Man, I'm going to owe you so much when this is over.

[He lets her work for a moment.]

What's your name, I never asked.

Ah- don't worry about it, anyone else would do the same.

[Hopefully they would! She's at least being positive here. After loading him up she goes ahead and wraps him up in her makeshift, alchemy-leaf-blanket.]

Oh, I'm Belgium, how about you? [She doesn't think she's seen or heard this guy before. Then again she's been kind of busy and distracted.]

I know some who wouldn't. [But, that is the nature of being a Servant. Summon, fight, die, become goop in the Holy Grail, you know.]

Belgium, huh. Call me Lancer. [Maybe she could get his True Name later. Once he figured out if she was a threat or not.]

[So it's likely been a few days now. After all the moons have gone and no more wolf transformations are in sight. Archer is still avoiding Lancer though, since he's not sure how to face him.

So he's leaving as early as possible to try and sneak out of the apartment for work to avoid seeing him like the mature adult he is.]

Archaaaaa

[He's on the roof, fuck you in particular.]

You healed up?

[Tch. There goes the morning. Archer glances up where he's yelling from with a very unimpressed look.]

Why? You want to try and murder me in normal forms?

Nah. I'd rather not owe my life to someone else for healing me, thanks. [He owes Belgium so many favors.]

[He makes his way down from the roof with a combination of magic and just being Lancer.]

Where are you off to this early?

[At least he was also helped out and not left to get back on his own. That's... a relief to know.]

Work. Where else?

Hmmm.

Where are you working here?

Just at the restaurant Rin and I own, you know that.

[Plus a few dark web quests here and there, of course... but he's not admitting to those.]

You have to start work early in them.

Full moon is on the sky and they're not men anymore [Semi-Open]

The fight

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Aftermath - Archer | OTA

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Aftermath - Lancer - OTA

if you don't mind

Of course not!

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BELGIUM PLS il her tho

CU PLS also yes join me in that belgium club~

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So, I dropped off the face of the planet for a month, ignore this if you don't feel like continuing.

Lancer and Archer - the aftermath

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