ғaтe/alт.dιѕтorтιon

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Private AU/PSL RP, set in the Fate/stay night universe. Multiple Servants of each class are being summoned or are rogue and appear from mysterious rifts along with shadow-like monsters, threatening to tear apart this unstable and distorted alternate reality. ➢ FSN AU Lien Kha. ➤ FSN AU Ai Thao Kha. ➢ Fate/ALT.distortion Playlist.

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[lansaigh]

[ The two Servants feel a little extraneous in this conversation, but they're paying attention— even if Cu takes it upon himself to make fast work of Diarmuid's cake and look vaguely unsatisfied when the plates are cleared. ]

Hey. While you two have your women's talk, how about me and Handsome go have a friendly spar?

[ Cu... ]

[psychometer]

[Oh, yeah. Ai looks dubious, but Lien blinks, tilting her head as she thinks about it.]

Can you guys spar without die harding a building like the one we were just in?

[onoir]

Unfortunately...

[ Sensible, honest Diarmuid cuts in, blithely amused. ]

...I think that would be unlikely.

[ god kids ]

[emotive]

This "women's talk" concerns you too you know... [This is mostly directed at Cu, but when Diarmuid cuts in, she's apologetic when she speaks up]

It's been a long night... Although I'm sure a battle between you two might be inevitable, we'll have to save that for another time, at least when we have more clarity as to what's going on.

[And while the Masters here might not put a hand on one another, well, that's why Servants are are there.

Lien, you haven't been using your prana sparingly like you usually do. You should rest

[Lien is mildly puzzled, but realizes... Yeah, she was doing a lot of magecraft. And of course Ai would be able to sense it. So Ai Thao stands up.]

We'll head back now. Maybe we can see each other tomorrow night. [Oh! One more thing]

Since you're both of the same class, it'd be confusing to keep calling you both Lancer wouldn't it?

[lansaigh]

[ Again, there's a slightly underwhelming facet of all of this, all things considered, and it's ridiculous to think that he's giving his true name away outside of the context of a fair and equal fight... but there's no point, considering that Diarmuid already knows who he is, and vice versa. ]

The name's Cu Chulainn. He knows.

[ He jerks a thumb over towards Diarmuid, who responds in kind with his own name: a quiet, reserved "Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, First Warrior of the Knights of Fianna".

Man, they've been teaching kids to be polite since he died.

Sitting up in his chair, Cu watches Diarmuid get ready to leave, but he calls out to Ai: ]

Be careful about that shining face, little lady.

[psychometer]

[Ai predictably turns pink at Cu's remark. And Lien just goes "oooooohhhhhh."]

Diarmuid, huh? Well, at least we can't get confused now. Anyways, if anything comes up, call me. Or I'll call you.

[And when they leave, Lien just looks up at Lancer while finishing her cake.]

Still gonna call you, Lancer. I'm really used to it.

[lansaigh]

Huh? That's fine. I got called enough embarrassing things today, "Lancer" is good.

[ A light slump in his chair, and he eases himself into his seat. ]

[psychometer]

[TBC]