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OPEN RP POST DEUX
![]() ➢ 01. AMUSEMENT PARK: Disneyland? Knotts Berry Farm? Six Flags? A made up amusement park with knockoff characters? Who cares, let's just ride that roller coaster or that giant swing ride! ➤ 02. PARK: Benches, trees, grass, maybe a lake and a basketball or volleyball court. ➢ 03. SNOWY DAY: Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful... or the level of snowfall can be any you wish! Light or heavy, there's going to be some winter related activities somewhere. ➤ 04. DINER: I love food, I really, really, really love food. And so do muses if they like to eat too! This diner seems to have a very HUGE menu with a large variety of dishes! Let's bond over food stuffs! ➢ 05. SICK DAY: Either your muse or my muse is sick. Who's taking care of who? ➤ 06. SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: Our characters are stuck in a closet and can't get out until there is some kissing, so they better make good use of those seven minutes... DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME. ➢ 07. SCHOOL: High school never ends! Or any type of schooling really. So whether it's in class or in the gym, let's try to endure mandatory education! ➤ 08. SURVIVAL HORROR: That old mansion/creepy town/underground science lab/zombie infested city ain't going to be survived by itself. Grab your medicinal herbs and shotguns, let's survive the horror. ➢ 09. WILDCARD: Let's make up shit. |
Fate/stay night AU
[Lien Kha's mage benefactor, may not have been the most straightforward person (most magi never were much to Lien's irritation), but she didn't completely keep Lien in the dark when it came to some mage affairs. The fanatical search for the Root, attempts to achieve True Magic... Lien wasn't quite sure about what all of those truly meant even to this day, but it explained a lot about their nature to her. Knowing that much was enough. The young woman didn't want to have anything to do with magi and their problems when she had enough of her own. But one could not go through life wishing for peace and quiet without being rudely disturbed.
The benefactor warned her of this; a normal life is a luxury to people with power and true to her words, Lien's daily routine had been interrupted three nights ago when she encountered a strange looking man wielding a dangerous and most likely magical weapon; he had probably seen better days. She could have walked away. She could have ignored him and went on, uninterrupted and unflappable. At some point, she had convinced herself that she did not have genuine sincerity and she wanted it to be true.
7:30 AM. The sunlight in Fuyuki is pale, but bright. In one of the many artificial looking buildings of the Shinto area, one building houses a girl who has gotten up and heads downstairs to the kitchen, stretching her dark gloves so they fit snugly around her fingers. Before preparing breakfast, she adjusts her cat eye glasses and turns on an old radio cassette player: The artificial world is gradually filled with color and the sound of warmth.
She concentrates on chopping vegetables for a light salad. Usually there is no one around so she is used to pondering aloud to herself...]
Mn. It'd be a shame if he ditched last night. I mean, I bought more food than usual...
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...predictably, very little.
Fire, maybe— a sharp pain in his chest, blood, losing prana. Something about unreasonable requests. Magis, Masters. Despite the lack of clarity, he has a feeling that he's done his part; that somewhere along the way of there and here, he's played himself out. How's that for vague endings?
Also predictably, though, he doesn't dwell on it any more than he needs to, choosing instead to take it and bound forward with it anyway, as he's done for so many things in his life and not-life. For now, his relative freedom suits him fine.
And for now, he's also completely fine with creeping up on his tentative benefactor (bad habit) and leaning over her shoulder to see what she's making. ]
Well, you could stand to eat more. [ Good morning to you, too, Lancer. ] No meat, huh.
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[Close proximity to another person makes Lien jump with her hand gripping the knife handle so it doesn't fly backwards. She swallows and scoots several centimeters away while glancing at Lancer.]
I'm... I'm preparing it last. There's going to be eggs and toast too so you don't have to worry about me starving you.
[A beat.]
Would you be able to starve??
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Strictly speaking, no. I don't need to eat to live, but it doesn't hurt.
[ A little wave of the hand. He can still subsist on prana acquired from mana, but toast and eggs doesn't sound bad... ]
By the way— do you always pick up strangers and let them eat at your table?
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No. This would be the first time in... Hm. Nope. Never did this before.
[A pan lightly drenched with oil is set above one of the stove tops to be heated up.]
It's not a habit I'm trying to develop or anything.
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Is that right. Hey, better to keep a full house than an empty one.
[ Says Cu Chulainn, rowdy in life and rowdy in death. He takes a seat, elbow on the table and chin in his hand. ]
So, little miss. You sure you didn't summon me?
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I don't think so. That would be too impressive of a feat for someone like me.
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[ He raises one hand, tapping at the back of it carelessly to indicate the gloves that Lien is wearing— not that he thinks she would have a particular reason for hiding her Command Spells, if she had one. It's the little details he still remembers.
The same hand reaches for a piece of toast. Time to eat. ]
I take it there's no war going on either, then.
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Oh, these? It's not really to hide anything, but...
[Well... Lien slips of the right handed glove and sure enough, there are are faint marks, unmistakably Command Spells.
There's something else, aside from the Spells that any being that could sense magic would notice; a strong concentration of prana pulses through each fingertip as if wanting to escape.]
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I'd call that hiding something.
[ A dry little chuckle, accompanied by a point to her hand with his half-eaten toast. ]
Not very good form of you to lie to your Servant, Master.
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Please. I didn't lie. You just didn't ask.
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[ He's definitely still laughing a little at her expense, though he does note that yes, she's his new Master, regardless of what the current situation is. This doesn't require strict reverence on his end, but it's something to note. ]
But that decides it. You have the Command Spells, so you are my Master, whether you understand what that means or not.
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[She sighs and leans back in her chair with her arms crossed.]
I knew I was getting into some kind of crap, but I definitely did something really stupid didn't I??
[By the sound of it, she's... definitely not as reserved as she first appeared.]
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[ He says, between a mouthful of egg. Careful, Lien, Cu may be a servant but he's got pride... are you calling him "something stupid"!! ]
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Complaint sounds too blunt. More like... gentle dissent. Yeah. Yeah, that sounds better. [
she literally has no right to say that][She straightens herself up and clears her throat.]
Anyways, for better or for worse you've got a bond with me now, correct? These Spells are proof of that at the very least. I'll warn you now, that my knowledge of the War is cursory, but at least I know what it is.
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There's a careful moment where he sizes her up— warrior instinct at play— but his expression remains relaxed, casual. ]
If you know about the bond, you know what my obligations are. It's a pain for everyone involved, but it is what it is.
[ But, for honor's sake, he bows his head and lets his long, blue hair brush against his shoulders; a formality to get things started. ]
By my lance, it's my job to bring you victory. [ Look under that bowed head, and Lien might see a little devil of a smile. ]
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The weight of the responsibility seems to get heavier by the second.
Still, his actions and declaration actually bring something of a smile to her face and she nods in recognition.]
Who knows what the future holds? But if it's no trouble, I'll depend on you and you can depend on me.
[A beat...]
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... Hopefully this will turn out ok. Hey, this is probably a bad time since we're being serious and all, but I should tell you that I'm not exactly a proper magus.
That wasn't a lie, again, you didn't ask!
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But comparatively speaking, if Lancer could remember it at all, he should be happy that he isn't saddled with Kotomine Kirei mk.ii. ]
...Wait. Are you telling me that you have no magical training at all?
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I have training! Relatively speaking! According to the person who taught me, I have a surprisingly good amount of prana so keeping you anchored here won't tire me out constantly, but I... look, there's a reason why I wear these gloves.
But I don't practice any particular type of magecraft. If anything, my skills are connected to my Mystic Eyes.
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He heaves a little breath, which might have been a sigh if he weren't so great at rolling with the punches. ]
Looks like this isn't gonna be easy, but better to work with what we've got than stressing over what we don't. Besides, you have me. [ Best Servant Ever!!!!!!!!! fuck the rest of them ] What do your Eyes do, exactly?
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[There's a reluctance in her voice, but it's not like she's talking to a normal person. She takes the cup of juice staring into it.]
When I physically touch someone or something, the prana flows out and what I see are reflections of the past. Memories. Instantaneous knowledge of structure, of sight, sound, smells, and touch.
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[ It's a practical assessment, one that he states simply and without judgment: again, it is what it is, and though he detects that moment of hesitation, he doesn't press it.
And, in a way, it's never been the case that the people he's served strictly knew how to fight, so it's nothing he can't work with. As per the course for Lancer, he keeps things light. ]
But for information gathering, it's top-notch. I'll leave that to you.
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[She lets out a small cough, before taking a sip of juice.]
But, that's neither here nor there. What's important is you know what I'm able to do and I know that you're a Lancer-class hero of great skill. We'll just have to see how this works out.
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I like the way you think! Never mind the trivial— it's the "how"s that matter, in the end.
[ Straightening up, Lancer moves back to his seat and settles in it again, working on finishing his salad with a vague sense of satisfaction. ]
Looks like my Master is an easy-going one. Good.
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