Scene #4871: Interviews: Kazusa and her Saber

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Guest Psyber	Heaven or Hell is open notoriously weird hours, at times. It keeps at least normal business hours, but sometimes people have claimed to see it open as late as two or three in the morning depending on the whims of its owner. Today is one such day where it happens to be open late into the night. Mostly because the owner wants the excuse to bill the city for on-duty hours during the off-season. Said owner is sitting in the lobby of the building, taking the first few moments of relaxation he's had in the past several days. Between taking the business into a staffing agency, the dissolution of the Union, logistics, and other issues, he's probably been awake for two or three days straight. But he couldn't sleep until he got one final piece of work done. The half-angel is sitting in a chair, eating lo mein out of the carton, and watching the Patriots vs. Ravens game on a TV in the lobby. It looks to be half-time with the Patriots up by 13 points.
Kazusa Ujikane	Tap tap tap. Tappity-tap. Someone is staring in the front door at Psyber, trying to get his attention. It's hard to mistake the blonde hair and glasses (and probably doubly so, with a certain someone accompanying her); Kazusa Ujikane hase come calling, and... either she's too polite to come in on her own, or she's assuming the door is locked. At least she's dressed warmly.
Moonlit Saber	There is little that Saber has done to differentiate her clothes from the lighter ones she usually wears, but the feathers are perhaps a bit thicker in places. Regardless, Servants aren't too bothered by cold like this. She -could- reach forward to try to open the door or assist in knocking, but Kazusa seems to have one of those covered already. "If he is visible from the door, he is probably aware of our presence." Pale green eyes look through the glass, directly at Psyber. "Do not worry, Master. He will open the door soon." A short pause. "Have you checked if it is unlocked?"
Kongou	"<HEY!>" A woman's voice shouts, in a tone that might be accusatory, from behind the Saber and her Master. The source is immediately obvious: A brunette with a unique headband, dressed warmly in a winter dress overcoat and scarf. Anyone who's met her will recognize Kongou if only by her unmistakable voice and her distinctive headgear. Several bags hang off the girl's arms, and she holds a larger box to her chest with both hands." She shifts her stance, but doesn't set anything down, "The door should be unlocked. Could you open it? You wanted in, right?" Eyes closing, she grins, "So just <Follow Me!>"
Guest Psyber	Psyber looks up from his seat, a pair of chopsticks lifting up over-salted, MSG-laden noodles to his mouth as he looks towards the door, "IHF OPHEN!" Psyber shouts across the lobby, waving everyone in before looking back towards his football game, "Ugh. The halftime show is crap. Pats better make it to the bowl this season or I'm not buying season tickets ever again."
Kazusa Ujikane	Approximately everyone points out that it's open. It starts with Saber. Kazusa goes perfectly still for about three seconds, before a deeply sheepish expression crosses her face. "Um. I should probably-" OH GOD SUDDENLY A BOAT. Kazusa just about jumps out of her skin. "WAAAA-!" Quickly, she whirls around, clutching her heart. "Oh jeez, you scared me... u-um. Right, the door lo-" Aaand there's Psyber. Head lowered, cheeks beet red, Kazusa quietly pulls the door open and steps inside. But hey look, a distraction. "Oh, is that- that's American Football, isn't it? I could never really understand it but it always looked really cool." With her hands in her pockets, the bookworm walks quickly across the lobby, finding herself a chair to sit in.
Moonlit Saber	The loud shout behind them has Saber's hand immediately gripping onto the hilt of one of her swords. As she turns to see who it is, though, she lets out the breath she didn't know she was holding. She relaxes soon enough, though, and rests a hand on Kazusa's shoulder. "Do not worry, Master." The ship is given a brief nod and a pleasant smile. "Do not let me get in your way." Saber slips through the door quickly, moving out of the way so Kongou can get through, and follows Kazusa. She peers briefly at the television and squints. "American football? This is a game?" After a moment of watching, she adds, "They do not seem to be using their feet much." Rather than sit, she stands behind and a bit to the side of Kazusa. Her swords are still materialized, but her hands are nowhere near them. She considers this a mostly safe place, it seems.
Kongou	Kongou's all smiles when the door is held, trotting in with her cargo. Keeping out of the way, she steps aside to offload her parcels and bags, careful to ensure the contents stay concealed. Only once satisfied does she turn around, "All of my shopping is done, Admiral. Don't you dare peek!" Hands tucking behind her back, she glances from Kazusa to Saber and back, the dishes on her headband shifting slightly, "But you two... I don't think we've met in person! Welcome to Admiral's headquarters office."
Guest Psyber	"I'm not gonna peek! Sheesh," Psyber counters to Kongou, swallowing his mouthful of lo mein noodles and sitting up a bit more in his chair. And then he looks to the other two, "Oh hey. Kazusa, yeah? Long time no see. I haven't seen you since your first couple missions with the Union. Yeah, it's American Football." Psyber then looks towards the Saber-class servant and says, "It actually gets that name because it is one of three derivative sports from the same point of origin. A medieval sport with no rules called football eventually evolved into three separate sports. Rugby, European Football, and American Football." "I assume you didn't come by to watch the Pats game, though. What can I do for you ladies?"
Kazusa Ujikane	"I would have thought it's because the ball looks kind of like a foot. ...vaguely. If you squint really hard." Well, at least it's not one of her long, imaginative spiels, right? She seats herself comfortably, crossing one leg over the other and folding her hands in her lap, giving Kongou a nod. "Mhm! It's our first time meeting! I'm Kazusa! Kazusa Ujikane." Then, of course, Psyber puts the important question to her, and... well, Kazusa goes quiet. "Eheh... well..." She puts on a smile, but it's something of a sheepish one, and just a bit forlorn. "I... I-I think I need a job. Like... not a normal teenager job. A here job." She fidgets in her seat. "...if I get hurt, I've only got my world's hospitals to handle it. And I don't have many good ways to get out to where people need help. Saber and I had to find a bus that would drive out here, we're gonna stay in a hotel overnight. Not really worried about the money, so much..."
Moonlit Saber	As introductions are being made, Saber gives another nod. "I am Saber, one of many you may be familiar with. Some call me Silver." She lets out a soft breath. "But my true name is no longer unknown. You may call me Kaguya if you wish." The smile she gives Kongou is small but genuine. "Thank you for the welcome." The television is given another curious look. "Is that how it is then...?" She pauses, then shakes her head. Things more important than football have come up. "Sadly, I am not terribly fast and have no easy means of transportation independent of my Master. And I do not like the idea of not having a reliable place to take her should something happen." Her hand shifts slightly, smoothing out a wrinkle in her kimono. "Money for the hotel should not be an issue as long as I am here, no."
Kongou	"Hm! Ujikane Kazusa and Saber Kaguya, then?" Kongou props her hands on her hips, "I'm the first of the Kongou class fast battleships, born in England and raised in Japan--" One hand raises, clenched into a fist, and she thrusts it upward, "My name is Kongou!" dess. Hand lowering back to her hip, she glances towards Psyber, puffing out a cheek, "I've got my radars on you, so don't try anything~!" Though she's clearly just teasing. The bombastic shipgirl quiets herself down when the smaller of the guests makes her request, though. Her eyes wander from Kazusa to Psyber, then back, her own posture changing to one of ... consideration and thought. So these two would come to Psyber after everything that's happened? Her grin returns at the thought. So many seem to rely on him, after all!
Guest Psyber	"Well. My starting salary for incoming workers at entry level is fourty thousand per year, we do offer healthcare that has dental and vision. We offer 401K with eight percent matching." He rummages through his desk and pulls out some paperwork, "You don't get hazard pay, unfortunately, but you do get a five percent commission for every mission you go on, meaning that the office will take the bulk of your pay, but five percent of our profits from every job goes to you on top of your salary as a bonus. You and your Saber-class would both get the same offer." "Keep in mind that, within six months of accepting this position, you would need to furnish proof of a work Visa and that is on you to complete." Psyber edges the paperwork over towards them, "We do not have space for any new Tower residents at this time, but we are in contact with leasing agents throughout the city who can offer affordable housing options." He looks over towards Kongou, "I'm not peeking! And your radar can't help you anyway! I'm wearing all black and also am not made of metal! I'm like a stealth cruiser."
Kazusa Ujikane	Kazusa listens quietly, contemplative. "...I'm not really that worried about all the salary stuff," she finally concludes, surprisingly cheerful. "I'm still in school. My dad had all my Union salary going into a savings account, so I'll probably do the same with this. I don't need housing, either!" she adds. "Just some way to get out to wherever there's a job. With the Union I could just request an airlift or hitch a ride with someone else." She pauses, then adds, "Ah... I... I don't know how to get a work visa, so you might have to help me with that..." Her index fingers press together, once again sheepish. "...come to think of it, a ninja angel would be kinda cool..."
Moonlit Saber	"Just one or the other is good enough. It seems so formal to call me Saber Kaguya, Miss Kongou. But it is nice to meet you." Saber gives another nod of affirmation. "You do seem like the energetic type. I am sure things do not get very boring around here." For a moment, Saber stares at Psyber and tries to process that offer. "Master, what is a four oh one kay?" She does nod, though, as Kazusa responds about the salary. "Transportation is much more important, I think. It is difficult to get anywhere quickly from Master's home." She pauses and scratches her cheek with a finger. "I do not know what a work visa is, though."
Kongou	"Hmm~? If you think so, 'guya." Kongou has already formulated a nickname, said so casually. She lifts a hand to gesture to herself, "No one has more energy than me~! A fast battleship's powerplant is everything, you know?" Her gaze shifts towards Kazusa, and she considers the girl for a moment, tapping her chin in thought, "Well~... Admiral does have many cars. And me, of course! My carrying capacity in land-fitting is limited but if you need a ride on the sea, <Call Me Anytime!>" A thumbs-up is offered. Psyber's assertion of being a stealth cruiser just prompts her to fold her arms and turn her nose up, "You can do anything if you try hard enough!" Leaning forward, she re-fixates on Kazusa, "I'm not an American citizen either. You can rely on Admiral to get that sorted out."
Guest Psyber	"I'll help you with the forms and everything," Psyber says to Kazusa regarding the work visa, "And that's fine. Have your dad get me with the account and routing numbers so we can set up direct deposit. I can probably provide transportation, but it won't be as glamorous as it was in the Union. Learn to tolerate flying coach sometimes." He grins sheepishly. He looks towards Saber, "It's a uh... retirement plan. Long term investment, since no one wants to work forever." Psyber explains to Saber, shaking his head a bit and waving his hand, "Anyway. I figure a Servant is qualified. I've seen you in the field, Kazusa. My one stipulation is not to use your Berserker card on any office-sanctioned missions where acceptable. We do have some reputation to uphold. I know it may be avoidable, though." "In any event. Welcome aboard."
Kazusa Ujikane	There's something there on Kazusa's face that might be a little surprising; 'relief'. She was a lot more worried about all this than it seems. "Oh, thank you! Thank you so much. Riding on a ship or in a car or on a jet is fine! All I really want is to help people with my cards, so..." In the end, she really does have a good heart. "I mean, it's what I wished for them for, after all." She fishes around in her purse and comes out with the cards; all five of them active, and four of them unloaded. Only the Knight has taken on an emblem - specifically, Saber's swords. "...ah, I... I don't know how well I can hold off on The Beast, though. I don't like using it either, but... if I don't use it, the other cards will never reset." Her lips form a thin line. It's one of the biggest dilemmas about her powers. Every time she's gotten desperate enough to actually use it, things have been... bad. Both before, and after activating it. "...wait, you can turn into a ship?!" The look in Kazusa's eyes says one thing to Kongou: How did she miss this?!
Moonlit Saber	Saber wrinkles her nose slightly. "Gu... ya? It will take some time to become accustomed to responding to something like that..." She looks conflicted. Saber knows that a nickname is a sign of affection and comeraderie, but she's also never had a nickname like that, only one based on her class and hair color. "But I will... try." She tilts her head slightly. "I do not think I am a citizen of any modern country. How is the citizenship of a Servant handled?" Judging by Psyber's reaction, though, it seems like this isn't the first time he's dealt with a Servant. "The Beast is..." She rests a hand on Kazusa's shoulder. "I try to temper its tendencies if I am around when it is activated, but that is not always possible."
Kongou	"Hmm?" Kongou's head tilts towards Saber, "Would you prefer something else, then?" Her eyes wander towards the ceiling, tapping her lips with a fingertip with a thoughtful noise. She's drawn out of her thoughts, however, by Kazusa's surprise, "--Hm? Well, yes." Hands lowering, she gestures to herself, "I am a ship, after all. This is just my land-based rigging." One eye closes and she props a hand on her hip, the other gesturing towards Psyber in a sassy sort of way, "The Admiral's seem my ~true~ body. I'll show you sometime, too." Talking about cards and beasts, though, likewise draws her attention to this. Though Kongou's not sure on the particulars, she does grasp something rather quickly, "Ujikane's powers have a downside, then? If it's too troublesome, than we just have to make sure she uses it when surrounded by the enemy, right?"
Guest Psyber	"Well. I understand that you can't prevent all of that and still be as effective," Psyber says in a tone of concession to Kazusa. He waves his hand a bit, "My request is that you try to use it in a situation where it will cause the LEAST damage to our reputation if you were to go out of control. If possible, I mean."
Kazusa Ujikane	Kazusa's response is to snap to full, rigid attention, salute and all.