DxD:the fake Dream

Sirius McGinty. A magus of the clock tower, but a highly unusual one. The man focused his work and research on the applications of thaumaturgy into modern day objects, both used by magi and not. This impaired his image to many of the older clans since research into studies not deemed "significant" by the magus world was normally frowned upon as inefficient or downright useless. Rumor had it he was actually from the Fraga clan but no one knew for sure outside of his direct family. He was looked at skeptically by both the academic and practical practitioners of thaumaturgy, and as such had somewhat difficulty finding sufficient funding at times. To Kiritsugu's knowledge, Sirius was actually around 120 years old and had somehow achieved some sort of longevity by use of an advanced form of modified reinforcement magic combined with runes, which was also something the beast of a man was quite skilled at, also supporting the rumors of his Fraga lineage…

However the man was most well known for what came out of his research. Mystic codes. Objects that supported, added, or amplified a magus' magic to support their needs, often violent ones. Any magus that did not have the ability, magic circuits, resources, or history to make one of their own came to him. Many clans actually were quite irritated with the man since his work on average were of significantly higher quality, efficiency, and effectiveness than their own "noble" and traditional codes.

It was Sirius that had made Kiritsugu's Thompson Contender and the mystic bullets that it fired.

"Well what are ya waitin' for lad?" Sirius grunted as he stepped aside. "Come on in. Ya look like shit."

Oh yeah… another reason why Sirius wasn't that well accepted in the clock tower was the fact that for the most part he was rude to absolutely everyone. Noble or not. Part of the reason why he seemed to be able to be around for so long without getting kicked out was because he seemed to be on fairly good terms with Zelretch, the sorcerer of the 2nd true magic, Kaleidoscope, though no one really knows how the hell said friendship actually started…

Kiritsugu snorted. "No kidding." He shook his head as he grabbed his bag and walked into the building. The moment he got in, he immediately knew that the man had altered the space inside with a bounded field. The size of the rather colorful waiting room and the height of the stairs going up and down were clearly not within the range of the original apartment's parameters. "I haven't found a place to stay at yet…"

"Is that that last favor that you told Shela?" The red headed man smirked with a raised eyebrow.

"Depends." Kiritsugu shrugged. "How much are you charging per night?"

"Heh." Sirius chuckled as he closed the door and shook his head. He looked at Kiritsugu with a pitying gaze. "Ya really are dyin' soon aren't ya? Never heard of ya small talkin' so casually b'fore."

"My prize from the grail war." The assassin sighed. "Could we talk somewhere more secure? I owe you a long story…"

"Sure… consider it your payment for yer stay… so long as ya don't mess wit me stuff or stay too long…" The elder nodded as he guided the man through the large building, going down several flights of stairs and a maze of confusing hallways. No doubt at least a few of these hallways linked to the center of the clock tower in one way or another since the organization for the most part was underground. Kiritsugu spied many rooms filled with odd appliances, both magical and not. Shirou probably would have been able to shave off a year or two in his analyzing training if he was locked inside of one of those rooms for a week. Soon enough the two stopped at a rather simple looking office room which completely contrasted the large man's home and figure.

"So then…" Sirius sighed as he rested his large figure into his rather comfortable looking chair and causing it to creak underneath his weight. "Before ya tell me what ya want… yer gonna tell me what I want lad." His aged eyes narrowed at Kiritsugu who had just sat down on the other side of the dark wooden desk. "Last time we 'xchanged words, ya told me dat the next time we met ya would tell me what happened ta Natalia."

The magus killer nodded, knowing that his mother figure and Sirius were close. "I killed her." He said bluntly. He was already going to die. There was no point wasting time to play mind games. Besides, Sirius was emotional not stupid.

The large man closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, grunting slowly in the process. The room was silent for what seemed like hours before he spoke up. "Ah had a feelin that would be ta case…" He sighed. "How?"

"We were after a dead apostle that was traveling to New York by plane." Kiritsugu continued. "I went on ahead, and she was on the plane he was on. She killed him… however she was too late and the familiars he had corrupted all of the other passengers turning them into undeads. She tried to land the plane in an attempt to survive and deal with the threat afterwards… but I couldn't take that chance. It was too risky…" He had relived that memory so many times that recalling the story didn't really affect him anymore. "She knew that too even though we told me otherwise on the phone. Just as she was over the Hudson river I shot the plane down with a rocket launcher."

The elder snorted. "Heh. All that studying ta fight with magic and against monsters… and she goes out by a bloody launcher of all things." He shook his head. "Well at least it was with a damned big bang. The girl deserved as much." He opened a drawer and opened a can of beer. "Ah well… better than some o' these fools here that waste their lives away doin jack ta learn jack." He drank heavily from the can. "Reinforced beer… still tastes like piss… though it probably is best if it does at ta moment…"

The room was silent for several more minutes other than the large man's drinking.

"So then…" Sirius belched as he crushed the can in his hand and tossed it into a bin next to him. "I t'ought ya were dead in Japan afta wee Waver Velvet came back here alive n breethin ta mah shock. Of course no one really knew he fought in ta war other than meself and a few others who bothered ta look in ta east, but for ta most part no one really bothered ta do anything about ta lad. Ya aren't normally the kind that leaves loose ends." His gaze hardened. "Ta bloody fuck happened there?"

"Waver Velvet… huh…" Kiritsugu mused, remembering the name of the 4th war's master to Rider, Alexander the Great, one of the main forces in the war. Putting that information away for later, the man sagged into his chair. "Mind if you toss me a beer? This is going to take a while and I'll have to leave some things out…" He sighed. "Odds are I'll have to ask you my favor and another small one tomorrow…"

Sirius nodded and tossed the man a drink. "Aye. I've heard some things about that Grail war… embodied heroic spirits… noble phantasms… if it weren't fer the fact that ah don't wanna die, I wouldn't mind tryin' me hand at it just to have a look at one of their weapons… would be a real boon to me work it would…"

"Yeah…" Kiritsugu nodded with a grim smile. "Well… I'm going to have to dissuade you a bit more old friend…"

o. o. o.

The next day:

Waver Velvet had changed since his experience in the Holy Grail war. Many people had noticed the change in his personality almost immediately upon his return to the clock tower. No one knew he participated in the war in Fuyuki city, and no one really bothered to find out the reasons behind his disappearance since magi leave all the time. Life changing events were also just as common… as were deaths.

Still Waver's change was noticeable and significant to people who knew him. His natural brilliance had remained as well as his natural stubbornness that all magus had, however his pride had changed. His almost instinctive desire to prove himself to others and achieve greatness had been tempered to something more calm, collected and humble… yet his need to become something great seemed to be magnified. His work reflected this as he had over the past few years blown past those in his age group and fields of research. Rumor had it that he was being considered by several significant individuals for a high seat in the tower should his progress continue at its current rate.

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