ғaтe/alт.dιѕтorтιon ii

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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. ➤ PART I ➢ FSN AU Lien Kha. ➤ FSN AU Ai Thao Kha. ➢ Fate/ALT.distortion Playlist.

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[onoir]

[ Ah, and he's not so dense that he can misinterpret this reaction... he blinks, and then falls into an easy laugh. ]

I see. Should I dematerialize?

[ don't be mean, Diarmuid. ]

[emotive]

[Ai pulls down her hand slightly so that her blue eyes look up at Diarmuid with indigence. And she mutters as she glances to the side...]

And to think I was gonna apologize for saying those troublesome things yesterday...

[onoir]

[ He catches that low mutter, and responds with another light exhale, a hand on her arm to steady her. ]

I would rather that you didn't feel the need to apologize to me.

[emotive]

Well, when you put it that way... I was being troublesome on purpose.

[Her sincerity sometimes aligns with Lien's audacity.]

[onoir]

Respectfully— your definition of 'troublesome' may be more mild than you think.

[ It verges more on "endearing", but he has a feeling he shouldn't say that... for Ai's sake... ]

[emotive]

So if I try harder...?

[onoir]

Then I would have to tread carefully, so as not to earn your ire.

[emotive]

Mm. I did get a little more exasperated than usual tonight...

[onoir]

...Ah.

Yes, you did break something.

[emotive]

[HEAD IN HANDS]

I really have the worst patience...!!

[Drunk!Ai seems to be hard on herself as well as being more irritable around others...]

[onoir]

Alcohol makes fools and fighters of us all. If you'd like, I could forget.

[ teasing... ]

[emotive]

You can forget, but it'll never leave!

[Damning words really, especially since he's forgotten something important...]

... But for some reason, I don't mind you knowing my bad sides.

[onoir]

That's just as well. Knowing the caliber of the one I serve is important.

[ And, after a beat: ]

...Knowing more about you is also important.

[emotive]

... I said it before, when we first started out with each other... You're free to ask me anything.

[Or something along those lines. It's been a few weeks since they've met each other. It feels so long ago now.]

[onoir]

Anything.

[ He parrots that word, then turns his head slightly to look at her. ]

A question, then— what will you do after this war?

[emotive]

Well... I want to continue my formal education as a magus at the Clock Tower in London. I'm trying to convince my sister to come along too! It's up to her in the end, but I think she should take advantage of what's offered there even if she doesn't plan to rise in rank or anything ambitious like that.

As for me, I'd want to become a magus that can teach others, especially those who aren't from prestigious backgrounds, such as myself.

[onoir]

A teacher. I see.

[ A moment to digest this, after which he breathes a short laugh. Not to patronize her, but because he isn't surprised— it's a nice feeling, to be able to know the quality of the person you've become closer to. ]

You have a knack for touching the lives of people you encounter. No doubt you'll be an excellent mentor.

[emotive]

Mm... If I learn to speak in a charming manner like that, than maybe what you say will become true...

[onoir]

You don't mean to tell me that you think you're not charming. I've been charmed by you from the start, Master.

1/3

[emotive]

Ah. Well, then.

. . .

. . .

. . .

[emotive]

[ INWARDLY YELLING ]

[emotive]

[Her cheeks are clearly pinker than it was before and one hand moves down to her chest, to feel her heartbeat and to gauge whether she's just...

What am I fearful for?

Ai should know it better than ever now; Diarmuid's words weren't insincere or mere flattery. He meant everything he said and she had allowed him to be frank with her. If it made her feel lighter than...]

... You.

[Her expression softens into a tender smile.]

You are beyond words.

[onoir]

[ At first, when he was told that he was 'too much', he hadn't really understood what Ai or Lien meant— but now, it feels like a compliment. Something he can be proud about, if maybe slightly embarrassed.

After a moment's pause, his reaction is to smile; nothing about it is particularly coy, and he accepts the statement without judgment. Takes it for what it is. ]

If so, perhaps you'd regale me with song.

[ A humble request from someone who doesn't ask much. ]

[emotive]

Ah... Well, if you're asking, of course I can't refuse.

But what to sing now...? [She's kind of excited, he's never specifically asked her for this before. Ai wants the song to be special now!]

[onoir]

Anything.

[ Is his simple answer, not just because he doesn't know the songs in this century; he just enjoys listening to her sing from her heart. ]

Though I still remember the one song—

[ and he hums a few bars of 'Fly me to the moon'. ]