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ғaтe/alт.dιѕтorтιon ii

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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[ He doesn't spare his surprise or his concern for the other Master-Servant duo, fully aware that they've been prepared for something of this magnitude since day one. No, he won't do them the disservice of faltering when there's a common enemy in front of them, and despite the aching pain in his chest and the searing headache he feels swelling from just beneath his skull, Lancer kicks forward and supports Ai for the second it takes for him to get by her side.

Weapons drawn, he makes sure that his Master is in a secure portion of the ship before he deigns to pull forward with his aggression braced in his shoulders. ]

Stay strong, Master. Have faith in me.

[ Because that's what'll keep him going. Her strength, her will. He's always excelled when he had something worth fighting for— if she can believe him that he'll get all of them out of this situation in one piece, he'll have all the conviction he needs to make that true. ]

[Ai holds onto Lancer and thanks to Caster's work, the ship begins to stabilize, if shakily so. She gives a nod to Diarmuid, her hand gripping his arm, for a short second. It's a brief affirmation of their roles, but also of the deep trust Ai has put into him. They can't linger now, not when time was crucial.]

I will.

[She has to.

There's another roar. The Berserker sea dragon is drawing near, but the waters have calmed around them as if it was gearing up for the next big attack. A quick glance and to Ai's frustration, Mara, the newly introduced Master is nowhere to be found. She must have escaped or hidden after having her beast devour the other duo.

Her arms wrap around herself, hands gripping her shoulders tightly, to calm herself down, to try and think clearly and not let her emotions...]

... If I have to, I'll eradicate that Master.

[Ai doesn't want to think about what's happened to Lien, she also has to extend her faith and hope to her twin. The younger doesn't feel like the elder is dead, not yet anyways. The enemy Master had done swift work to bring them to a disadvantage by taking care of her and Cu Chulainn first.]

Lancer, while we have time, see what you can make of Berserker. Caster should be able to take care of her vessel and our surroundings.

[ 'Eradicate'. A word that sits heavily on his kind Master's lips, uncharacteristically forceful but not entirely unwarranted. There are two opposing emotions that Diarmuid has about the grimness of that notion: one, that her conviction is admirable, and two, that he would rather her not have to make that call.

It's his duty, then, to lighten the load on those thin shoulders. If he can destroy the dragon first, if he can rescue the others, then Ai would be safe.

(Protect your liege, protect your Master, fight and die for her honor, uphold your valor—

—have you no shame—

—I will never forgive you.)

Almost imperceptibly, Diarmuid wavers on his feet. Of course, it could just be a residual rocking from the waves, but...

...there's almost something desperate in those clear, gold eyes as Ai's Servant turns to her. ]

For you, anything.

[ And with that brief promise, he kicks off, spears drawn and ready to cleave at the dragon's neck. ]

[ Meanwhile, in the belly of the beast: ]

Did this bastard just eat us?!

[ Cu Chulainn is still Cu Chulainn. ]

[Lien was in a daze and it takes her a minute or two to gather her bearings. What just happened?? It felt like time had slowed down and then sped up all at once, slamming them in the face. Her glasses hang off the bridge of her nose and her ear and as she squints she realizes her vision is fine, but the lenses had cracked.

Great. That was what, the third pair?? Lien pats the surface beneath them. Fleshy. Gross. She looks over and around; there were parts of the "wall" that couldn't be anything else, but a skeletal structure and if anyone wanted to know what Mad Enhancement looked like on the inside, the dark magic spread across Berserker's insides like a blood and black sickness.

She holds up her index finger. Calmly.]

Give me a sec.

...

...

...

Now, I could have SWORN I saw this in a movie.

[And Lien is still Lien.]

Okay, no more of that. It swallowed us, but we haven't dissolved into digestible goo yet. We can get out.

Not 'movies' again. The one with Bruce McClane? 'Die Fast'?

[ Listen, he made An Effort. Some of the pop culture things he's learned has stuck, albeit... dubiously.

He wrinkles his nose at the muddy aura surrounding them, as if he's standing in close quarters with someone suffering from a nasty virus. The diagnosis isn't exactly unfitting.

Rudely, he taps at a fleshy wall with his spear. ]

Maybe we can just burst through. [ GROSS THO ]

[She gets on her feet, albeit unsteadily. Needless to say, it's extremely unsettling for her to be in such fleshy and quite frankly, slimy surroundings.]

Yeah, try that first. I'm betting you're gonna have to through a ton of layers of muscle, fat, and whatever the hell this thing's made of.

[Lien takes a deep breath and stumbles because the body lurches. Berserker keeps swimming back and forth, probably struggling with the remaining Servants.]

Only other plan I can think of is that I look for a weak spot and you hit that.

[ This sort of situation isn't novel or alarming to Cu Chulainn anymore, admittedly— he's been through enough that being swallowed by a monster just feels like another tally mark in a long list of 'things that I've had to endure in my weird life'.

So, even while Lien frowns, the Servant cocks his head and curls his lips up. Unapologetic, unyielding. Always enjoying himself. ]

Either way, I'm gonna make a mess. [ He laughs, for her trouble. ] Good thing we're surrounded by water, huh? You'll be able to wash it right off.

[Cu, please... Still, if he wasn't being calm in a situation like this then there's no way Lien would be collected all by herself, at least that's how she feels.

She takes a deep breath and she kneels to the ground and digs her fingers into the flesh they're standing on. Her eyes glow and she lets out a breath as if she's straining herself. This is the longest she's been without her gloves, but she needs to bear with it.]

... Weird. The interior of the body is like one long pathway with some platforms...

Body... Body, no. More like a shell.

[She mutters mostly to herself, but she's letting Cu in on what she's seeing too. And what she sees is...]

... Berserker's actually... Inside??

[Lien snaps back to reality and looks up at Cu determinedly.]

The real Servant's somewhere in the center. Let's move!

[ It's always a little fascinating, watching Lien at work, and he doesn't do Lien the disservice of stopping her even when he can tell that she's straining. Instead, he listens (attentive, playful features rendered half-serious), and breathes a bark of a laugh at the conclusion his Master draws. ]

Into the belly of the beast, as they say.

[ Reaching out, he takes Lien's soiled hand and kneels in front of her, like a soldier to his liege. With her bloodstained fingers, he draws a rune against his cheek, and then moves to mirror it on the sleeve of her shirt. ]

Let's go, 'Master'. By your blessing, I'll have this Servant's head.

[ A cheeky wink, and he straightens back up. ]

[As she starts off in the direction where the Servant's supposed to be, she pauses and blinks when Lancer applies the rune on his cheek with her finger and her sleeve. She looks at it curiously and then up at him.]

Is that a protection of some sort?

[The body around them rumbles, so Lien quickly gets back on her feet, with a swift, but careful pace.]

Hm? Yeah, I guess you could say that.

[ He's unnecessarily vague about it for a few moments, walking briskly down the strange inner workings of this body. It's a straight path down into the center, so they don't have to be too afraid of getting lost; the visibility is poor, but that doesn't bother him, either.

After a semi-long stretch of silence, he offers an explanation. ]

It's for 'safe returns'. Put one half of the rune on your doorstep, the other somewhere on your body.

I don't usually use this one, but you're gonna have to suffer through being my 'home' for tonight.

... T-That's embarrassing!!

[Is what Lien says, her face turning red at his explanation. But as they rush through the bodily hallways, the young magus mutters:]

But... But if that means you'll return to me safely, then you better follow through. Or else!

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