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Hey, wanna poke a nurse and probably be put into treatment? This is a post for you. Chaldea shenanigans, stuff in the American singularity, stuff with her in a Holy Grail War (possibly as a cynical old granny Caster, if you'd like) or some stuff with a Ruler Alter. (Some ideas for why Altergale is around is 1) Edison mucked up stuff in America or 2) a pseudo-singularity happened roughly taking place during the black death. Or 3) no one knows.)

Send me a message if you got an idea or something.

[The disturbance that invited Chaldean influence this time was of a slightly... different sort. It was during one of the many outbreaks of the plague in medieval Europe. It should be a tumultous time. The ravages of disease and the collapse that brought should have consumed this particular area. Yet, just in this section there was a strange peace.

Instead of a plague on the citizens of the few villages affected by the singularity it was affecting wild game. Some of the farm animals, as well... Only a handful of humans seem affected at all. The natives say that a healer from a foreign land--a saint, some say--has saved their lands. At least, from the plague. She was using a local chapel as a base of operations.

The name of this saint? Nightingale, they said.

She had known her activities weren't going to be ignored. Nothing ever is in the long run. She senses the presence of a Servant even before he enters the chapel. A small smile tugs at the edge of her lips.]

Leaving your Master in the village? An odd choice. It's as if you don't trust me.

[It was only a few days after Dantes (successful) surgery. Nightingale hadn't spoken about it to anyone, of course. That would be admitting that she had to accidentally be drugged to actually complete said surgery. She didn't rest for the entire week after that. There was far too many things to do. She had to clean up the infirmary. Check in patients. Clean it again and again. Do paperwork.

Then she, too, was drawn to the front lines. As a combat medic she was needed in many situations. This case it was an extended trip in Septem. The emperor found that there were some rather large monsters that escaped from the coliseum and was currently hiding in the slum areas of the city. Nightingale's expertise was needed to keep the civilians safe. They disliked her but it didn't matter.

It didn't matter that this entire affair was draining what stamina she had left. It didn't matter that the makeshift hospital was protected only by her while the others were out searching for the monsters. It didn't even matter that it was eventually attacked.

A couple werewolves and a small wyvern were nothing for a Berserker... had she been at her best. She still managed to slay them and keep the civilians safe. She was far more wounded than she should have been. When the others returned she stayed at her post, ignoring the fact that several of her wounds were still bleeding through the slipshod bandages.

She didn't even notice the smell of smoke coming from behind her.]

( A lady with a lamp shall stand )

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