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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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[psychometer]

... Geez. When you put it that way, I just wanna hear more words like that.

[She wraps her arms around her knees, tilting her head at Lancer. It's hidden, but there's a smile.]

And if there's a want, I suppose that proves there's something instead of nothing, right?

[lansaigh]

I've never met someone who has nothing that wanted things as much as you, kiddo.

[ A tug on his fishing string, and he pulls up another fish to toss into his bucket. ]

You're still young. Live a little.

[psychometer]

Sure. Whatever you say, Grandpa!

[Okay, back to quipping.]

[lansaigh]

Hah, see if I give you a fish, after I'm done.

[ he's gonna have a bbq and lien is NOT INVITED ]

[psychometer]

Well, you keep calling me "kiddo" and "little."

[it's the natural order of things!!!]

[lansaigh]

Be thankful, Master. I was going to say something, but I held it back.

[ Read: "look at what a good Servant I am". ]

[psychometer]

Was it going to make me push you into the ocean?

[lansaigh]

Knowing you?

Probably.

[psychometer]

Sounds promising.

Try me.

[lansaigh]

"Come back when you're older and I have more to grab".

[ He scoots over to the side, away from Lien. ]

1/3

[psychometer]

[psychometer]

[psychometer]

Ah.

[She makes a hand in fist motion.]

Future chance.

[lansaigh]

Don't scare the fish, I'm telling you.

[psychometer]

You started it.




Besides, I'm 19, I'll surprised if I grow up anymore.

[lansaigh]

You're 19?

[ this rudeness... ]

I thought you were about 16. Huh.

[psychometer]

[She was just about to go back to her book AND THEN HE SAYS THAT... AND THUS SHE GLARES AT HIM OVER THE TOP OF HER BOOK AT HIM....]




Let me get this straight. We've known each other for almost a week and a half and you thought I was 16???

[lansaigh]

[ A light hum, to the tune of "hm?". ]

Yeah, you're small enough for it. But 19, huh; that's right, you mentioned "college".

[psychometer]

[She GROANS.]

Daaaaaamnnn iiiit. On the one hand, maybe that's a good thing, my age not showing... [Mumble, mumble]

On the other hand, daaaamn iiiit.

[lansaigh]

What? Don't girls like hearing that kind of thing?

[ He's teasing, mostly. He knows what she means. ]

[psychometer]

Hm. On the one hand, yeah, it's not bad.

[And then she shakes her fist as if remembering something bad...]

On the other hand, you get carded at bars when all you want is one lousy drink...!!!

[lansaigh]

They ask you for your age before they give you drinks? That sounds backwards.

[ Another catch, another sound of flopping in the bucket. ]

—By the way, I hope you know how to cook fish.

[psychometer]

Good thing I don't drink much then.

[She blinks and stands up to peer into the bucket.]

Huh. Yeah, looks like we're gonna have a nice meal tonight.

[lansaigh]

If it's just grilling, I can pitch in.

[ She'd be surprised by his pure survival skills... ]

You don't get a Heroic Spirit cooking for you every day, be thankful.

[psychometer]

Well! If that's the case... [HMMM, SPEAKING OF DRINKS.]

You grill, I'll get beer. Or hard cider. Hell, maybe both.