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Tamamo no Mae It's daylight over Tamamo's lands.  The obvious oriental air of the place coupled with sakura trees that dot the landscape, the torii gates leading off to other sections of her Capital, oddly detailed statues of Caster's legs as well dot some part of the landscape, bridges and other Japanese fare continue to sprawl from this lovingly created world from the Caster's own head.  Speaking of the Caster... Tamamo's standing on one side of the bridge, patiently waiting for her opponent today.

Normally, such things are beneath the Fox but today was an exception.  With the insults thrown by the Saber over the Concord Radio... it was only fair that they settle it the best way they knew how... over a nice rousing bout of combat.  "Mmm, I wonder if she chickened out." Tamamo mutters a bit, pacing here and there with her mirror at ready.  She has her mirror out, tentatively waiting to smash it into the Saber's head... or at least reflect her visage at her...

"Saaaaber, I know you're there, come out of hiding...."  a pause, "Or not, Tamamo doesn't mind.  You'll just prove I'm better than you~!"
Nero      Saber doesn't arrive late.

     Neither does she arrive early.

     She arrives exactly when she should.

     No sooner than when Caster calls out for her, does the clack of heels stepping on wood planks begin to sound out. Clack clack clack. Eventually, Nero arrives, standing on the other side of the bridge, her hands upon her hips. As usual, she's got a confident smile on her face, green eyes shimmering with cheer.

     "Caster." She casts her gaze around ever so casually, before returning to regarding the pink haired servant on the other side. "I see your lands are as ridiculous as I expected them to be." She shakes her head. "Tsk tsk. All this time has passed and yet you failed to improve your aesthetic senses." A faux look of pity is adopted now, and the servant shrugs.

     "Well! I suppose that some things simply cannot be fixed, hm?" That said, Nero crosses her arms. "Even so, I suppose that proving exactly who is the superior Servant is a duty that I must also fulfill! Ah ha ha ha ha ha!" Just like that, the Roman Emperor starts laughing it up. ...Yep. That's Nero.
Kushiko At some point, the Tenno known as Kushiko--though in this case in the guise of her Warframe Valkyr, had arrived. Precisely how she arrived and when and in terms of those who might notice would be a mystery. Because ninja.

Aside from her, the felinoid-looking Warframe was accompanied by a massive wolf-hound looking animal, though a batlike snout and her feet didn't necessarily make one think dog afterwards. Such was the nature of Kubrow, after all, and this purple and black furred companion was curled up by the similarly black and purple-colored Valkyr, dozing. Her ears flicked occasionally on words from Tamamo but otherwise seemed utterly unconcerned as she seemingly dozed by Valkyr. Valkyr in this case was floating just a few feet above ground, legs crossed in a meditative posture.

Something that changes, naturally upon Nero's arrival. The disposition of the lands and of these two is something she does her best not to comment on (after all, there are dark corners to the Fashionframe Universe, who is she to judge?) but Nero's arrival does seem to get Kiras to lift her head as Valkyr unfolds her legs, dropping to stand upright.

The voice without presence begins, "Well, we do believe that makes for a duel. We are here to serve a role as judge and referee, that this duel does not carry on excessively to the detriment of either combatant, unless the two of you object?" While she did offer, she did want to ensure the two were both on board.
Tamamo no Mae     With Saber's arrival, the heels on wood planks cause her ears to twitch from that pink hair of hers. "Saber." she replies, following the gaze that she is casting around her lands. "Ridiculous?! And you call your drab white and pillars better?" she shakes her head, golden eyes staring at the Saber with incredulity. "Not even a hi, you wound Tamamo." she mutters, shaking her head slightly, "No matter, I'll take my revenge from your slights."

    A quick turn to the Valkyr, a nod is given. "Yes yes, I'm fine with you overseeing the duel, to make sure this Saber doesn't cheat out of this." she comments, a scathing voice coming from the fox-tailed Servant. "I'm all for not tiring myself out on her, but if I must, Tamamo is willing to give her all!"
Nero      Nero's brow twitches at Tamamo's comment, not actually paying the arrived Valkyr and her companion terribly much mind. "Oh? This poor, delusional fox believes that she actually stands a chance against my imperial might! Hah! Ahahahaha! Foolishness!" She glances to their assumed mediator and nods firmly. "Hm! Very well. I shall allow for there to be a judge." She smiles and presses a hand to her chest. "After all, I am not so callous as to wish to snuff out this conniving fox's existence. I need only prove that my might is greater~"

     And with that bold statement made, the Servant turns her gaze to Caster and swings an arm out. With a blossoming of scarlet flame, Aestus Estus is formed in her grasp. "Now then!" She swings her other arm outwards, causing a floating shield of sorts to take form as well. "I do believe that it is time to settle this matter, Caster!"
Nozomi Houken     Clunkclunk clunkclunk clunkclunk clunkclunk. That is the sound of heavy robotic tiger paws on a bridge.

    Of course, Nozomi is here - in all honesty, it's a friendlier place to her than her own home city, with an aunt and uncle that basically don't care about her and a military base full of people whose opinion ranges from 'sympathy' to 'pity' to 'barely tolerating'. She's taken to spending more time here than she'd care to admit, even if Tamamo does worry her more than a little. So it doesn't take her a whole lot of time to arrive from elsewhere in the city, sitting astride Taiga and looking... conflicted.

    There's absolutely no malice in her gaze at Nero; if anything, she looks... concerned. For both sides.

    "I..." The girl falters, then tries again. "I-I won't... demand that you two stop or anything, but... please... don't take it too far? Don't get... er, that is, don't be..." Again she falters. "We will step in if either side becomes excessively vicious," Taiga says simply, with a faint emphasis on 'either side'. Nozomi quietly nods.
Kushiko The technorganic frame nods lightly, seemingly in modest approval though she's not entirely certain this 'duel' will unfold in any way resembling the most traditional of manners. "Well then. If you both are ready... when my hand falls... begin." Seems that Nozomi's concern is shared with Kushiko, though she hides it better.

At Nozomi's appearence, Kiras makes a small little 'wuff!' before standing on all fours, looking a bit more alert for her being here.

And once Valkyr seems certain the pair are fully ready, she'll lift a clawed hand high... look to both of them. And then drop it down, signalling to begin.
Tamamo no Mae     That sound is something Tamamo's very familiar with. When she gained /her/ as a Master, she also gained a robotic pet... not that she'd admit that to Taiga... She turns her head to her Master with a bright smile upon her face, even if Nero's here. "Hi Master~. You better stay over there so you don't get caught up in this. Not even in the Regalia~" she turns back towards Nero with a smile.

    "See, I have my Master here. THis battle's been decided before we've even thrown the first sword swing or magic spell." she stretches slightly, giving a affirmative nod, "I'll be careful, Master. This Saber won't do much to me~" and with the hand drop, she launches herself forward in a dash, the mirror lights up with sparks as she channels electric magic into the Noble Phantasm. "Saber! You're in /my/ lands~! My Master is here and my heart's filled with a great strength!" a leap towards the Saber-class Servant!

    A light explosion of lightning erupts from any impact, be it ground, sword or Servant, backing off just slightly to gague the 'enemy' for the next attack. Time to be the calculating fox....
Nero      Nero just keeps on smiling at the arrival of Nozomi and Taiga. When Tamamo states that she's already won this battle, the Servant laughs. "Hah! Ah ha ha ha! Truly, you are delusional! It is time then, to correct false assumption!"

     Kushiko says that the duel will begin when her hand falls. There is silence. ...When it does finally fall, both Servants immediately burst into action, dashing toward one another. "Hmph! These may be your lands, and your Praetor may be with you, but that is no promise that victory shall be yours!" She raises her shield and the mirror impacts with it, causing a shower of sparks to kick up.

     Those trails of electricity wash over Nero as well, but she just bears it and presses onward. "You will need much more than that to best me, Caster!" She shouts, Aestus Estus taking on a shimmering red glow. Gripping the blade with both hands, she lashes out with a heavy downwards slash once she finds herself within acceptable range. Mere promximity with the weapon causes trails of heat to billow outwards with the motion.
Tamamo no Mae     Tamamo blinks, the disrespect to her Master and to her with that... the fox isn't going to have it. "Y... you just..." she falls silent in this, the Saber spoke too much and too infuriatingly against her and her Master and that was that. She bounces back with the shield impacting her mirror, offsetting her footing, tipping back as the heat billowing out causes her to sweat from her forehead, but the slash itself cuts right into her, letting out a surprised "Mikon!?" as her defense is peirced with the slash.

    "Nngh, my armor may be like paper, but I will topple you, Emperor of Fools!" she retorts, rushing herself back in... if she's using flame, it's best to use ice, after all, right? Her mirror charges up with the frozen magic of ice, icicle spears grow sharp around it. "How dare you sully these lands with your speech!" she doesn't leap this time, instead moving to try and meet the Saber-class head on, swinging that 'mace' like mirror into the Servant!
Nero      "Hmph! I speak no disrespect! I merely observe the facts!" Nero states all too confidently. She rights herself after making her swing, not in any hurry to press the attack. After all, this is hardly a duel to the death. "Tsk tsk, Caster. I am no Emperor of Fools! I am Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus! Fifth Emperor of Rome, and soon to be Emperor of the Multiverse! Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

     Naturally, she just stands there and laughs it up. All while Tamamo conjures up ice magic with her mirror, forming up some kind of mace. When her opponent resumes her attack, only then, does Nero actually respond. "Oho!" There's a clang this time, and both weapons clash and form a deadlock. One of those spikes actually manages to graze the Roman Emperor's cheeks, drawing a bit of blood, but she doesn't mind it. Tis but a scratch.

     "Hm! Decided that ice would be a better match for me? Well! You are not wrong in that respect... HOWEVER-" She presses forward into the deadlock, breaking it swiftly before she suddenly launches into a flurry of strikes. "You cannot simply hold me in place, Caster!" From above, to the side, upwards, and a thrust added in somewhere, Nero unleashes an unfocused flurry of strikes.

     "To begin with, you are a Caster Class Servant! Why do you attempt to face me with brawn!? You will lose this battle that way!"
Tamamo no Mae     This wasn't a duel to the death, fortunately, otherwise the Caster Class Servant would have been toast a long time ago... maybe. "Nnngh, Still an Emperor of Fools with that statement!" she retorts back, pressing into the deadlock, trying to overpower with at least a magical mace... though, with it grazing the 'enemy' servant's cheek, a light grin on her face, a lip curled up in the faintest of smirks. "And I am Tamamo no Mae, soon to be Queen of this Multiverse you are trying to claim as your own!"

    The fox tailed servant presses in more, trying to jam one of the ice spikes back into the Saber class, but the sudden press forward from the Saber makes her lose balance, the ice dissipating from the mirror and the strikes cutting and slicing into the Caster, red staining her robes from the cuts, the thrust is grazed but it sends her reeling back, stifiling a pained groan from the unfocused flurry. "A hasty plan that was mistaken, it won't happen again."

    Though, she was right, as hesitant as she was to admit such to her head. An eye is cast towards Nozomi... and then back at Nero. If she liked fire, let's let her try out Caster's own fire! The mirror floats in front of her as she backs away slightly, getting a bit of distance just in case she decided to press the attack... some high speed chanting and soon, a rushing gout of fire is sent forward, partially to burn bridges (literally) and to take advantage of the limited moving space that bridge had to offer... she wanted to burn this saber now!
Nero      "Aha. So Caster's changed her plan now, has she? Very well."

     Nero smirks, swinging her blade aside and expelling an errant burst of heat. She stands ready as Tamamo decides to go with fire this time. That makes Nero laugh. "Hah! Fire! Are you truly attempting to best me with flames? Foolish!" And just like that, the blonde dives forward... right into the spewing flames.

     Oh dear.

     She vanishes from sight within the blaze, and then all is silent for a moment. ...Is it over? ...No. It's not over! From the other side, Nero bursts out, looking quite burned in places, but even so, she's got a grin on her face. "It is time, Caster!" Rearing back with Aestus Estus, she focuses, and her weapon starts glowing harshly and brightly. Then flames swirl around the surface, and...

     "Rosa Ichthys!"

     She swings forward, unleashing a heavy burst of heat and wind and sending a flaming shockwave blasting through the air right for the Caster Class servant!
Tamamo no Mae     Caster did change up her plans! Apparently, though, this was not a good idea. The bridge is gone now, burned to a crisp from the Caster's flames and she's engulfed the Saber in those flames too! She knew that the fire wouldn't be /too/ much of an issue, but still, she hoped it'd slow down the Saber long enough to actually summon up more power from the Moon Cell... "S...aber?" she whispers to herself, she didn't see her... part of her hoped she didn't disintegrate her...

    Fortunately... or unfortunately for Tamamo... Saber's still alive... and kicking. Or in this case... burned and ready to burn the Caster Class at the 'stake'... "Mikon!?! Y... you survived that?!" her voice is shocked and with a bit of worry as she takes a few hop steps back... and there it was... the Rosa Ichthys.

    That burning blast of heat and wind, that flaming shockwave crashes right into the Caster, knocking her back and into one of her statues of her legs, her oh-so-perfect legs. "Kyaaaa! M...master, Tamamo needs a healing code cast, now..." she mutters... wait, did she teach her how to use code casts?

    No, she didn't...

    Tamamo gets herself back up, her robes singed in places and burn marks from that shockwave mar the fox's arms and stomach. "Nngh... Saber's are still strong as ever. I should praise your Master if I ever see him or her..." let's play to that ego slightly, "But... I think... you are still... going to lose this, Saber!" physically, the Servant /was/ weak... but she's discovered a new thing that the Moon Cell... and this ring she wears has given her.

    She kicks herself off the leg statue and barrels towards the Saber, coated in a blue glow... and soon, she's here... and now there... and up there and even over there... every appearance is a strike against the Saber class, various blasts of elemental magic erupt off her mirror as she uses her Extella Maneuver to try and get a speed advantage on this Saber!
Nero      Saber does not press the attack. She's not in a rush to end her opponent. The objective isn't even to end her to begin with. This is a friendly little sparring match~. Yes. Totally friendly. Shhh. "Now, now, Caster. I do not have my Praetor to heal me. Therefore you should not either." And she wags a finger admonishingly at that too, looking all amused in the aftermath. ...She won't admit that everything kind of hurts right now. Diving through an inferno is hardly nothing now. But still, she smiles all the more.

     "You believe you still have a chance at victory? Hm! I admire your resolve, Caster. Even if it is misguided!" Nero responds, pointing her sword at the fox woman. "Nevertheless, I shall endeavor to face your attacks head on! Now come!" And come Tamamo does. Glowing blue, she moves at high speed. Enough to make the Saber Class Servant's eyes widen a bit in surprise. "Oh?" This is new. She can barely... barely keep her eyes on her foe. But that barely, along with Nero's own battle experience, that makes it possible to defend against this assault!

     Red and blue blur together, clashing time and time again. With Caster getting a few strikes in, but most being parried into near harmlessness. This continues until Tamamo finally slows to a stop. Once she does, and the dust clears, Nero lowers her sword and stares across at her. "Hm. Impressive. So you picked up a new skill, have you?" She smirks and raises her sword, taking a ready stance. "Then allow me to respond in kind to your skillful maneuver!" All around Nero, prana gathers, swirling around her in a manner that seems to power her up more than before. The pressure is intense.

     Then, she's gone.

     In a burst of speed, the Roman Emperor skids to a stop before Tamamo and lashes out with another, more measured assault. "Pari Tenu Blauserum!" An overhead slash follows, wreathed in flames. Then an upwards slash, followed by a sidewards cleave to end things all with a blossoming flower of prominence upon her foe.
Tamamo no Mae     Totally friendly sparring match...

    "I... I haven't taught her how to use healing code casts yet. So we're still even!" she listens to the chastizing and looking at that admonishing finger. Everything hurts on this caster, even her poor little tail is looking ragged and worse for wear... she's gonna have to have Nozomi brush it out.

    Or try to convince her too after today...

    She's panting hard after that Extella Maneuver...it'll take time to build up the magical resources to do that again, but with her strikes being parried and knocked away, it may leave something to be desired on... well, she still has her trump card at least. She looks to the Regalia upon her finger then back at her Master. She didn't want to have to summon the Moon Cell's strength, but if pressed...

    Speaking of pressing, "I've picked up more than that, Saber." she replies, looking at the ready stance and immediately shifting defensive on her own. That intense gathering of prana is almost crushing. She can feel the effort being expended there.. she was going to go for a major attack. And her Master didn't have any Code Casts at all... she sighs and steels herself.

    And suddenly, the Emperor is gone! Once she reappears, that first strike hits hard into her, sending her reeling back once more, but with a quick recovery, she positions her mirror to graze the other strikes, lessening their damage, but still taking wounds from it herself! She drops to her knees, panting. "Saber. I..."

    Can she say it? "I applaud your strength. That's why our old master chose us." she comments... "And how we won the Holy Grail. But I am... tired of being second fiddle to you, Saber. Tamamo is going to win. Tamamo will be the main servant... and show you that this mirror... will only exemplifiy your absurdity on your claim to the Multiverse!"

    She rises... and kisses her ring. "Moon Cell... Grant me your power." the Caster-class servant backs up, floating in mid air as everything seems to change upon the foxgirl. One transformation sequence later... the Moon Crux empowered Caster poses. The tall hat bounces upon her head between her ears, her entire outfit changed and there's two floating options to her sides, replete with large, ice blue fox tails. "Do you like this new me, Saber? The power of the Moon Cell... it's beautiful, no?" She rushes herself in once more, ice trailing her form before lashing out, spinning around to try and smack the Saber with those large tails, each hit cold as ice and heavy with magical energy, along with blasts of cold from her mirror to exemplify the icy nature of the fox. "I shall be the victor!"
Nero      Nero hops back a ways after her assault, and eyes Tamamo warily as she states that she has more 'tricks' up her sleeve. Whatever else could this fox have picked up now? Remaining on guard, she smiles regardless and speaks. "Ah yes. Our old Praetor. ...I do occasionally come to wonder how they fare... And yet-" She hefts her blade and holds it aside. "...Even still, I will not be bested by you!"

     It's then, that Tamamo uses that ring on her finger to...transform? How odd. It looks like some manner of... hm. She can feel it. The wily fox has gotten stronger. "So this is what you gained from victory in the Holy Grail War, hm?" The Saber Class murmurs aloud. "... Fascinating." Then they meet again. Tamamo's blows are a lot stronger this time! Nero is struck once, and then she learns not to let that happen again, dodging and blocking as much as she can manage. The power is quite something, and she can't break free to create distance. ...But that's fine. She's a servant of the Saber class. That means...

     ...That her place is in the heart of combat. "Your new power is great, Caster, however... I am not quite finished just yet!" Finding an opening, Nero presses in, nearly face to face with Tamamo. Aestus Estus bursts into flames, and she cleaves upwards at point blank with a flaming uppercut slash!
Tamamo no Mae     Its here that after her Moon Crux finall wears off... she drops to her feet. She's not refreshed or anything... she still looks a bit ragged, roughed up, burned in a few places, and her lovely robes are still damaged. Should she even use /it/ against her? The dodging and blocking of her blows was taking her stamina away quickly, she wasn't meant for long engaged fights with Sabers... and Sabers had the upper hand against Casters 99% of the time... she thought, maybe this once...

    She hears the compliment from the still standing Saber, a light smile graces her lips briefly, "Pride. Arrogance. We both have those, you know." she looks up to the Saber before standing, getting back in a defensive stance, looking at the Aestus Estus with intent. The flames surround it... she looks at it and she doesn't even /try/ to dodge the Aestus Estus.. she allows it to cleave upward into her, the blade catching on something and sending her up and away.

    She lands hard on the ground and slowly gets back up, "Heh, still strong as ever, Saber." she takes a peek towards her Master... and gives a slight nod, reaching into her robes from the top... and she pulls out a white flag. "Saber, I recognize your strength.. I'll concede the duel to you... fow now."
Kushiko For the longest time, Valkyr seemed not unlike a statue. Kiras had animatedly gone over to spend some time with Nozomi--whether at Kushiko's silent direction or not, it didn't matter. The big ol' pupper (indeed, probably /bigger than Nozomi/) had been a comforting source for pettings as she watched the duel.

The eyeless visage of Valkyr on the other hand had been watching without moving a muscle. Had it gone on any longer, she was prepared to call it--however, Tamamo volunteering as such meant that actions were unnecessary.

"Well fought. Both of you. I can provide both of you with means to accelerate your healing a bit."
Nero      "Ah?"

     Nero blinks. "You concede?" She lowers her sword from its raised position post swing. "...I suppose that this is acceptable." She seems a bit conflicted though. "However, I will have you know that I am not satisfied with this victory!" Aestus Estus is dispelled and she points at Caster directly. "I have a very good feeling that you are yet hiding more power!" But after saying that, she relents. "Nevertheless, this is was meant to be a *friendly* duel, yes?"

     A sigh escapes her lips, and she shrugs. "I suppose that the true conclusion to this bout will have to wait for another day." At that, Nero relaxes and lowers her arms, crossing them in the end as she looks over to Valkyr. "Indeed. It is over." Tamamo gets a look. "For now." The offer of medical accelerants gets a quirk of the brow from the Roman Emperor, but she smiles anyway. "Very well! I have already expended much of my Praetor's prana. I will not have her shoulder the burden of healing me as well."
Nozomi Houken     Once she'd gotten past her instinctive fear of HUGE SPACEDOG, Nozomi had actually kind of come to like Kiras. As the fight ends, she might even be hanging onto him just a bit. But then it's done, and she lets go, her expression tense - but at the same time, relieved. It's over. And Nero isn't even pressing the issue... much. So the mousy girl finally gives in to temptation, and goes walking straight over to Tamamo, one hand reaching out breifly, hesitating, then retracting. "A-ah, Tamamo, are... are you alright?"
Kushiko A gesture, and Valkyr nods once. Energy and light coalesces together into an elegant looking plate: white, gilded with gold and single diode of dark cerulean dead center. After it manifests, it begins to pulse, bright rings of green going upwards with more gaussy, ephemeral greenish energy outwards.

It's got some decent range, but she suspects Tamamo /might/ not want to be too close to Saber after all is said and done, plus Nozomi should be able to tend to her, right? Still, it'll feel good; one will still want to rest afterwards, but standing within the pulses that come remedy much of the damage meted out.
Tamamo no Mae     "Yes, I concede, Saber." comes the Caster, "I apologize you feel... unfufilled, but even I can't show /all/ my tricks..." a pause, "And I know you have more under that sword of yours. But yes... that's what this was supposed to be. A /friendly/ duel." she lets out a sigh, defeated by the Saber... for who knows how many times between the two. "Yes, for now... maybe... later we will duel again." she pants softly and perks slightly, looking towards her Master.

    She notices the hesitation and retraction... "My husband... do you not feel comfortable embracing your Servant... your devoted wife?" she pouts, "It wounds me more than Saber's sword." a pause, "But...you're here by my side, wanting to tend to your wife..." a light smile is given, "I could use some more healing... we should go to My Room soon."

    She turns to Kushiko and gives a slight nod, "I think I will take up your offer... if you can be a bit away from the Saber~"
Nero      "Mhmhmhm! Indeed. I have not even had to employ my Noble Phantasm. Therefore, I believe that the results of this duel are in conclusive!" Even though she basically won. She takes some time to let the healing accelerant do its work, watching Tamamo and Nozomi all the while. The sight makes for... hm. Well, Nero doesn't say anything, but once she feels better enough, she turns away. "Now then! I do believe that I have fulfilled my purpose here. I shall take my leave, like the benevolent emperor that I am, and allow you and your Praetor the alone time you clearly desire~" At that, the Servant vanishes into a flurry of prana particles as she goes incorporeal and drifts off, on her way back out of the Mooncell.

     Well.

     That was something.
Kushiko That was something alright.

"Certainly." Valkyr replies. Well, Kushiko, but either way the lean and mean berserker frame makes her way a bit closer, and with Saber departing -- and the first plate expiring, she manifests another, energy again coalescing. This close, it's easy to see an elegantly flowing script around the outer portions of the plate. Kiras has meandered over as well, following Nozomi who had finally gotten accustomed to her to settle in nearby. Protective pupper, though over whom, it's a good question.

"There. That should help get you feeling better. Once that's done with, we'll excuse ourselves." Yes. A good guest must know when a husband and wife need time alone.
Nozomi Houken     "I-I wasn't... I-I mean I'm not..." Nozomi trails off, briefly crestfallen. Clunk clunk goes Taiga, ambling up to her side opposite Kiras. "My user has spent a long time very unaccustomed to being... 'touchy-feely'. That she felt the urge whatsoever is an improvement." 'Give her time', he doesn't say out loud, but his tone carries it well enough. Of course, that just leaves Nozomi looking a tad embarrassed. "...y-yeah, going back to the room should... yeah." She looks in Nero's direction briefly, and...

    ...yes, that was a very tiny goodbye wave. At least there's no hard feelings?
Tamamo no Mae     Mmm. "I see. Eventually I'll get the embrace of my loving Master." Tamamo perks slightly at the new healing energy coming from that second plate, some of her smaller wounds closing up nicely. "Aaaah, tihs feels nice, almost as good as lying in the futon in My Room." she smiles a bit and reaches, tugging Nozomi over. "Let's just embrace like this for a while, then we'll go back and properly rest. I've used too much of your prana... you need to rest too."