cʜᴀʟᴅᴇᴀ pʜᴀɴᴛᴀꜱᴍ 4 [OPEN POST]

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Premise There is a lull to be sure even in Chaldea where work is continually being done in order to restore human history. But the work is important, as it is dangerous and even the Servants and their Master need to recover from the various types of combat situations they find themselves in. So sure, lull it is, but it's honestly never a dull day in Chaldea. With Servants like these? Impossible. "Chaldea Phantasm" is an open sandbox RP post for players to roleplay in the setting based on the mobile game, Fate Grand Order and the Fate franchise. You can play out scenarios between Master and Servant(s), Servants fighting each other, monsters, material/event grinding, AUs, etc. This post will have actual prompts that can be used at your leisure! Otherwise, feel free to write up your own scenario within the presented setting. A) Oh Nooooooo Nurse! You just came back from gathering materials or a particularly nasty battle (curse those wyverns)! The infirmary is there for Servants and Master to rest in although they better hope that a certain vigilant nurse isn't there to meet them. Trying to heal those cuts and burns are the least of your worries when amputation is the cure. Better hope some of the other Servants with healing skills are there instead! In the meanwhile, the infirmary is stocked with all the basic first aid, medicine, and even vitamin gummies. Yum! B) FOUVASION...! How's our furry friend been doing? How adorable, Fou's been running in the hallway. And seen in the kitchen. And then the training room. And then behind that plant. And under the bed. And then on the ceiling. And then a giant Fou-kun in the hall... Uh oh. Maybe one of the Casters have gone hog wild in cloning our best runner. Chaldea is filling up to the brim with Fou!! What do you do!? C) Wildcard What it says on the tin. Basic Guidlines ➢ In the subject line or in your opening thread, please say if you're opting in or out for spoilers! ➢ If you have a fanmade Servant, please try to link to information or have a quick summary of your character! Likewise with cross-canon characters with a Fate/AU. ➢ Be kind and courteous to one another about spoilers, please! ➢ If stuff gets mildly NSFW or something just mark your threads and we'll be good to go! ➢ It's another lighthearted day in Chaldea...

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[ninanna]

[What? No! That warmth and closeness... it's what she's been missing...

When he leaves her she turns over on her side. Away from him so he can't see her pouting.]

Sure... I'll be merciful and forget it.

[robindarich]

[He can't see it but he can hear it. He squints at her back.]

Yeah, thanks.

[What's wrong now...?]

Throwing rocks in a glass house means don't criticise people for your own short-comings. Not that humans built glasses houses. [He crosses his arms and sits on the edge of her bed again. She's had some bad ideas, too. He waves a hand and his tail seems to twitch in agitation behind him.]

But I wouldn't be surprised if someone took the saying literally and actually built a house made of glass.

[DON'T TALK ABOUT POOPING IN THEM, ISHTAR.]

[ninanna]

[No! As a goddess her ideas aren't bad! She's not wrong. It's the world around her that's wrong! Ishtar huffs a sigh, and reaches behind her to stroke that fluffy tail of his.]

It wouldn't be much of a home if it was glass. Homes are a little fortress for the humans that live in them, right? A glass house defies that idea. It offers little protection or privacy.

[She's derailing because she doesn't want to acknowledge being scolded.]

[robindarich]

[SPEAKING OF PRIVACY....

It's no use. He's snapped at her and told her to mind her space plenty of times but she just doesn't care. She does what she wants.

His tail twitched once but settles while he grumbles something under his breath and sighs.]

A home is a home, no matter what it looks like or what it is. We're past the day and age where homes are merely a little fortress. There are people in this world who don't care about privacy.

[CASE IN POINT.]

[ninanna]

[It's an absent minded motion. Something of comfort. She doesn't stroke that tail to actively bother him, but instead to soothe herself.]

Sounds silly.

[robindarich]

[He's letting her do it, either way.

After a while, it might even... feel... nice....

Robin shrugs.]

Aaaand some people don't have a home at all.

[ninanna]

That sounds more practical than a home you can just look or smash into. Or are you the type to resent not having a home?

[Ishtar turns to face him as her hands bring up the fluff of his tail so she can brush it on her cheeks. It's so soft...]

[robindarich]

[He gets chills up his spine from that. After, he looks over his shoulder at her with a small glower.]

Like I said, a home is a home.

[He's the type that thinks the forest is his home. That's his type. He's never in one place for long, he never belongs anywhere with anyone. However, he is comfortable in the forest.

And that's where he belongs.]

I'm the type that doesn't care if you have a home or not, or what it is or isn't. Someone could live in a house of cards, for all I care. It's none of my business.

[ninanna]

Is Chaldea not your home now, Robin?

[She looks at him with pure curiosity. Though her eyes are red and menacing they hold no malice or grudge at this moment. Especially not now that she's holding his softness against her.]

[robindarich]

[Immediately,]

Nope. Not at all.

[He's not looking at her. Only his profile is visible as he looks at the far side wall.

But anyone who has been around Robin knows that what he says and what he does always conflict with each other. If something came to attack Chaldea facility at this moment, he wouldn't just let it happen. If anything could be classified as close to a home for him, it would be this place.

The only place.

But it's easier to keep saying no and pretending he doesn't care and he has nothing.]

1/2

[ninanna]

[A gentle sigh]

[ninanna]

Then I suppose, as your goddess, it is my duty to find you one. That mantle of yours should have a proper place to hang after all, right?

[She closes her eyes and nuzzles against the tip of his tail she has against her face.]

[robindarich]

Hah? Since when is it a Goddess' job to find homes? Are you some kind of Realtor Goddess?

[For once, he doesn't care about her nuzzling. He's more concerned with her new mission.]

Look, I don't need one. Don't bother.

[He says. He says.

But his Master knows his deepest desires and wishes. And he sure as shit isn't going to relay that information himself, to Ishtar.]

There's no point in it, is there? Once we've done our job as Servants, we're just going to fade away. It'd be a waste of your time.

[ninanna]

Who knows when that will be? Years? Decades? For now you can consider this room your temporary home, my little fox. Hang your mantle here and rest as needed. When I find something more suitable I'll let you know.

[Sorry, Robin. Your tail has become a comfort item for nap time. Like a security blanket only cuter.]

[robindarich]

[Silence reigns over the both of them after that declaration.

First, she says she'll protect him and care for him. That was more than enough. He didn't expect or want her to go on by offering her own stupid room for him to use.

He never really cared or looked up to Gods in his lifetime and he sure isn't going to start now. But maybe the fact that he turns away from her while she busies herself with cuddling and laying on his tail says enough.

Turning away means he's able to hide how his cheeks warm, too. He props his chin in his palm, his fingers covering his mouth.

Stupid Goddess.]

Yeah. Sure. Whatever makes you happy, my Goddess.

[ninanna]

[My Goddess. His words make her smile as her eyes close. She's tickled by his acceptance no matter how begrudging. With a happy sigh she settles in and begins to doze off for a nap.]

[robindarich]

[In contrast, he sighs with exhaustion.

He doesn't shove her off but makes allowance for her to use his unwanted fluff as her pillow during Goddess Nap Time.

And he'll still be sitting there if and when she decides to wake up. The only thing that's changed is he's missing his mantle. He didn't hang it up anywhere in her room. It's settled over her as a makeshift blanket because she's BASICALLY IN A BIKINI ALWAYS.

Meanwhile, he's fiddling with his crossbow quietly to entertain himself for the time she's passed out on him.]