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[ Okay This is Mun's first time doing something like this but also Gawain, so he turns the video on. Thinking how grim the network seemed to have been no thanks to his fellow Servants. But at the same time that is literally a normal sunday afternoon fiscal and if anyone is deterred by the dramatic life of his fellow Servants from mythical eras of being... Gawain has to say this. ]

Fret not if you have found yourself a bit downtrodden about the matters concerning good Sir Archer and the Lady Caster, whom names I know truly and stories I know idly of. I hail from their world as well, and they are both individuals with colorful pasts no less any whom the lot of us know. Trust me when it is I say plainly to you. Such affairs are a normal feature in a everyday life of ours from the world we hail forth from, please accept them back into your humble affairs.

[ Gawain is sparkling merrily. ]

Now that I hath your attention I have come today to speak in length to you about my dearest sister Gareth, a Knight of the Round table. Daughter of the late Morgan le Fay and King Lot of Orkney. As many would know, Avalon is a realm most fortunate for us to have been brought to. It hails from my era, and world as well. Although this Avalon is nothing like the one from my own. It is still a valiant realm none-the-less, and a suitable place to house each and every one of us as we come together thusly!!

It is why it is important for me to speak to you all who would listen well about my sister, and the plights that she hath come and do. Especially when it is, that she is a Knight of the Round table. Something of which holds some bearings of interest to those who know of Avalon, and the King Arthur that rules over this Camelot. Granted we are not one and the same of those upon this world, but it would be at everyone's behest to know of Gareth, and her valiant exploits as one of the Most Grandest Knights of the Round Table.

You hath Sir Galahad, however if Gareth had lived beyond the tragedy that had beheld her, dying at the hands of Sir Lancelot. Then she would have lived long successful life, as one of the most endearing Knights of the Round table.

[ You think its stops there but no, that was just the beginning. For the next god knows how long. Gawain goes on to talk about all of Gareth's Exploits - AND MUN REFUSES TO REWORD ALL OF IT YOU ARE OUT OF YOUR MIND!!! SO IF YOU WANT FEEL FREE TO LOOK THE WIKI OVER AND MENTION SOMETHING OF YOUR FAVORITE OR JUST TALK ABOUT HOW INSANE GAWAIN IS. Whatever you want. It would be important to note there are several times Gawain sparkles and gleams harder, his voice boasting well of Gareths Exploits. Enamored and loving to his little sister, whom were everyones favorite. He has nothing bad or ill to say, only building up every interactions of Gareths and skipping over the fact that He killed his own mother with his band of brothers and Gareth was very upset about that. He wont talk about that okay. ]

[ He lets out a wistful sigh. ]

Yes I hope that you all know now of the glories of Gareth, If you are uncertain of any of her chivalrous actions. Or wish to know more detail of it, I hath nothing but earnest love to speak on it in length. Please ask away! Or perhaps you would go see her, and tell to her how magnificent she herself is! Knights cannot say no to the fancies of others, so fear not in rejection and give unto her your appreciation.

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The Okay?

[ Gawain is confused, why do heroic spirits need the okay to speak upon one anothers pasts? Especially Knights like them who were most true, and need wear their entire existence before others. He is mulling over what the other says though. ]

Ah do you mean the way of the Grail Wars? What reason would we have to have our identies a secret, in a place where there are no wars? When I already know of so many servants - or rather know of so many known heroes. Who all hail forth from the Grail. It seems rather moronic, and I am but an honest man.

[ A lofty chuckle. ]

As such, what is but my prattling oft only a reminder of History - no?

Just feels weird is all. I mean a few Servants here still stick to their class names. Won't your Masters be upset with this much info going out? I mean you guys might have to go back and fight again.

[Gears began to turn in Homura's head as she realized something. Mainly that she knew Archer and Caster...yet didn't seem bothered by either, especially Caster.]

...Actually, wait a minute, you seem a lot friendlier and more open. [Not to say Archer was mean, but he seemed a bit more on guard.] What exactly is your story?

Masters? Heavens, have you forgotten where it is we are summoned? The tidings of Grail Wars are far behind and beyond us! If there are any servants holding fast to the idea, perhaps it would do best to let such notions go. For the better.

[ Gawain thinks on it, nodding sagely. Remembering that the good man who brought them to Camelot made certain to explain the rules of Avalon and how their realm were paused. How they needed to live here in turn. Further, the true rule of servants is that if they ever returned back to the throne. Their memories of the summoning would wash away. As far as Gawain was concerned, especially with all their traits, skills, and stats stripped away from them.

They were no more then living Historical monuments. With such length of history in their mind, they should rally about and sing tune to their pasts unto humanity. Plainly. Just for the sake of it, and because why not. ]

My story? Good Ma'dam! Might we exchange names then? I know not your own, I would love to know more about yourself as well. Especially for one who listened in length about my darling sister.

[Something still felt so...off. It was hard to place. Then again, the last few days haven't been good to her. Still, worth getting more info from the knight.]

Fair enough. Already explained my deal a while ago, but here's the short version: I'm Homura, a shinobi. Quit my old school to focus on my own squad, and slay monsters called Yoma. And...

[Well this needed to be said if she wanted more info. And something she needed to get used to, regardless of anger or weirdness.]

...Caster is my mom. Or at least I view her as such. Things are still rocky between us.

SHINOBI? I hath heard wonders in great length about the enamors of Samurai and Shinobi alike.

[ Gawain was very excited, there were only like one ninja... In all of Chaldea and Kotaru was a very quiet boy who kept to himself. ]

How intriguing... Though, you say the Lady Caster is your mother? How heavens did this come about?

[...probably the first time--no wait, Della was super excited too. Were shinobi just that rare? Then again, secretive. If there was another ninja in this world, she wonders how they would think of her just blurting this stuff out.]

Not sure if you know, but it was a dream event. Some of us were told we could get stronger if we slept in a pod or something. [Some details were fuzzy due to other events.]

From what I could tell, we all experienced stuff from the other person's world. In my case, I was a mage, abandoned by my parents after an incident similar to my world. I fought Caster and her master before they took me in. I was just gonna be some tool to get more mana, but she...she kinda adopted me instead after I explained myself.

When we met back up in the real world, we got along for a few months. To the point I guess I kinda saw her like that. I'm still getting used to it, even after what she did.

How intriguing! I find that the lot of us from history tend to falter in situations where we meet others and can find memories of our past haunting in some way. Many of the servants within Chaldea's services, are oft like that. Hounding over the master as if they were the promised person of their life, or someone reincarnated. Tis rather stressful for them!

[ He states thinking well on what the other says. ]

Though I know very little of Caster, I do know some of her hailing story. It warms my heart to think she would settle root here in some way. Though saddening to see herself adhering to vengeance. I understand fully how she feels, and am glad she was stopped! I wish to welcome to see if she is well, and hope to see her about perhaps moving forward from the past that had developed before her so abruptly.. It is hard to deal with such news, I myself could not when I heard of Gareth's passing death...

[ He shakes his head. ]

I do not wish to continue prattling so much about mine self, tell me more then? It pleases me to hear there are others finding kinship her in this realm, I am so happy to have my sister here beside me.

[That quite a bit of confusing info. Didn't sound like a war, and more like...well far more pleasant than what Medea or her dream described. Seemed like they all got along. Could be Gawain overexaggerating, but his positivity did seem more genuine. Still, being unable to move on from the past...yeah, that sounded utterly awful. Yet that just told Homura how Medea may never get help for herself, not through this system. However, if they were all familiar and friendly...may that could just be another way to resolve things, or begin a slow healing process. This "Chaldea," whatever the heck it was, gave Homura a lot to think about; and admittedly kinda hurt her head.

Though at Gawain's question, she blinked. Well, only fair. Just one issue.]

What would you like to know about me then? I'd warn ya some stuff was gonna take a while to explain, but...well I don't think I can top your colorful--[And massively long]--story-telling.

Fret not! I enjoy all sorts of tales, feel free to elaborate to me in length. I am as much a good listener, as I am a talker.

[ This was indeed most truthful, his way upon the social ladder in the Kingdom. Were that he were well loved by all for the most part, except for those whom family members he had killed. Which frankly had been a lot. That is besides the point. ]

[Free reign huh? It did make thinking of a story hard. Might as well go for the easy one.]

Guess I can tell ya how I became a shinobi. In my world, clans tend to be separated into two sides: good and evil shinobi; it's just words though. Good shinobi tend to be stricter, demanding near perfection and punishing those harshly who fail. Evil shinobi are far less picky so long as you can survive. Good takes in just a few, evil accepts all. That was the saying of Hebijo to welcome those to their cause.

I started off in a good shinobi clan though. Family was strict as they wanted me to do well in school. But all the pressure was impossible to deal with, and a major pain in the ass. Had a tutor, and due to lacking much of a social life, I kinda fell for him. Sharing ninja info is taboo, but I didn't care. I wanted someone to listen.

[She shrugged her shoulders. Telling this story didn't bother her really.]

He turned out to be an evil shinobi sent to kill and torment my family. I then cut loose, broke nearly every bone in his body, and because the fight attracted so much attention, I was banned from becoming a good shinobi. Oh, and got kicked out and left on the streets by my parents.

Hebijo took me in from there after I tried robbing one of their teachers. From there, I became one of their elite...until one of their investors forced me to quit anyway.

Ah, reminds me of the lives of Magus in the modern eras. The cruel double life of living in a world unknown to your hidden agenda or abilities. Whilst training endlessly in the arts of mage craft.

[ He nods understanding the other predicament. ]

It pleases me that you returned such vengeance, good on you miss.

[ Gawain approves seemingly so casual, as if that was acceptable behavior. ]

Such thick story? I wonder how it was you lived despite the pressures of the world upon you, it is strange that the Shinboi would dismiss your excellence in such a way. However it is understandable, Knights have been dismissed for equal circumstances and reasons much like your own. I can see why perhaps you sought out kinship of the Lady Caster.

It's mostly a similar story in the dream. Granted, mages in your world seem to go the extra mile and just...killed all the witnesses, the disowning was way worse, and I was hunted down for reasons until I met Caster. And even then, only till I gave my sob story did she seem sympathetic. Before then, I tried to rob her fiance and you can guess how well that went with her at first.

[It reopened a wound with a battle-axe for sure. She couldn't recall her real parents doing anything comforting. It was always training to be stronger, which was helpful in some ways, but compared to the hug and care Medea gave, she felt more like a tool than ever.]

Thankfully, I turned out better in my world. I was kind of an asshole admittedly, devoted to Hebijo and gaining power. The Elite of the school is a group of five, and the other four helped me become a better person.

[She seemed a bit happier though describing her friends. God she missed her crew.]

Yomi was an orphan who gave away any money she had to the homeless. Also knew how to budget and cook. She can be stubborn, but probably the kindness person I know. [Unless you bring up the rich.]

Hikage....well she has a hard time expressing herself, and it can make some stuff awkward. But there's still a good person underneath, someone who genuinely cares for her friends. Helps we also kick ass together well too.

Mirai...[She scratched her head.] Uh, she's complicated. Kinda like a little sister. If I spilled anymore, she'd get on my case. But she has grown quite strong as we helped each other out.

And Haruka....yeah, there's a lot I'm not gonna go into with her. [And based on the blush Homura sported, ideas could be made. Good luck guessing why though.] She's a pain in the ass sometimes, the worst with holding down a job, but...she's kinda the first real friend I ever made. In fact, she's the reason I'm even like this at all, being nice and all that jazz.

[Minus the "murder is okay" thing.]

In the end, we were ditched or left our family to pursue some kinda happiness. We found it all with each other...After fighting a lot.

[Which was partly her fault...a lot of it actually.]

Who hath told you of the story of Magus from our lands? [ Although Gawain held some understanding from discussion with the other servants, and idly exchanging from time to time. The affairs of Magus were a secret thing, so he is most interested and curious over how the other could know. At least to him from how this story is set up, he cannot help but feel himself missing more to it. Feeling as if the other were apart of their realms world too.

All information came with time, he was happy and delighted to see the girl smiling speaking about their family friends none-the-less. Charmed, especially when the other were dancing with descriptions. Between all their friends, and decorated with a color of red along their lips. True bliss of happiness, seemingly sparkling through their physical actions. ]

Is that what connected you to the lady Caster? Your own past melding with her own?

When we had the dream world, it's like we already lived there. During all of that, I never had my true memories. If I had to explain it, I guess like forcing a puzzle piece to fit by chopping away the bits? Or something like that, I dunno. Not like I can remember a whole lot, so if you want me to recite a book of spells or something, not happening.

[All she could remember now were bits and pieces, and all worthless, less she somehow ended up there. And even then, none of it beyond Caster was dedicated to memory. Any magic there she used had been similar to that of her real world counterpart.

At his question, the frown returned, and she nodded.]

Yeah. In that world, there was no Hebijo equivalent, so I was a complete mess. She gave me what no one else ever did in that world. [A hug, comfort, and words few ever dared utter. It felt like she had a proper mom for once.] From there, we just started to bond back in the real world.

It is good that you found one another again, truly a pinnacle of truth when it comes to family. I am gladden that she has someone like you by her side, it seems that the both of you have endured quite so much. As much as me and my own sister at that, such family ties are unbreakable no matter what you both can face.

[ He nods his head promptly, it was why he believed no matter what Medea had done, They could over come it here. ]

[She certainly hoped their bond could be mended. Still, after the note Homura left, it would take a ton for Homura to abandon her mom. But something still made her curious.

So...in your world thing, whatever it's called, you said Caster was there? How was she doing over there? What's she like?

Of course! She was a wonderful woman, though often kept to herself. Caster was not found often around the halls, though there was a younger version of herself that were. I saw her hanging along with several other members, and tiding along one named Jason rather excitedly.

[ He nods promptly. ]

They were a happy couple! [ NO THEY WERE NOT. ]

[...How was it she kept having a ton more questions on top of the stack already present? Well, if Caster wasn't reeking chaos, that was legitimately good. Sounded like an environment she was doing well in. Just had to get her to reach out even more and--

The next bit of news caused Homura to make a particular face, confusion and disgust written all over it. She really, REALLY doubted that was the case. However...a younger version?]

I somehow doubt that, but how old is this younger Caster? Like what would be your guess?

[Please let this horrible feeling be wrong.]

... Perhaps no less a Teen if I recall rightfully?

[ Gawain answers, mulling over her in remembrance. ]

[...She didn't think Medea's story could be worse, but this kinda confirmed it. She figured her mom was young when this happened, but not around that age. Maybe there was more to it, but the anger rising wasn't helping to see the answer clearly.]

I think I've heard enough. Unless she asks, don't tell her about the mini-her. She's definitely not gonna take that well.

[Maybe not "kidnap someone" levels of bad, but she imagined something was gonna be smashed. Or punched. Or both.]

I know full well she would not, even within Chaldea she seemed... Rather disturbed with her other self. The two do not interact, what so ever. Really, she is someone who often keeps to her self in actuality.

[ Gawain says quaintly. ]

[Maybe if that version never came, or Jason for that matter, Medea could find some better peace at least. The only issue then would he keeping to herself. That was going to be a big issue after all the craziness here.]

Don't suppose you know if she had any hobbies, or something to help her come out more often?

Hm... I did not talk to her really, only saw her on the occasion from time to time. [ Gawain shakes his head, a bit upset. ] She taken a liking to collecting materials from monsters. I suppose, if you are interested in killing beasts and collecting their materials. Alike hearts, fangs, and the like. It would help with her magic?

[That was very unsurprising. She sighs.]

Already kinda doing that. If I fix things between us, I promise she won't be a shut-in. Mainly because I'll drag her ass out for some proper exercise and give her muscles.

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