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Ya know...
I heard that from a friend.
With what I saw from fate/zero, I laughed in his face. I refused to believe him after that one way trip on the SUFFERING train to SADSVILLE
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Ya know...
I heard that from a friend.
With what I saw from fate/zero, I laughed in his face. I refused to believe him after that one way trip on the SUFFERING train to SADSVILLE
If the Fate Series was just Fate/Zero I would agree with you, however Fate//Zero was written by Gen of Madoka Magica's fame and done well after the games and other animes were made.
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Oh! So that's why it basically felt like Emiya was the male adult version of Homura. That explains so much!
Emiya, wait which Emiya are we talking about here the time travelling one or the one with all the guns? I think you're talking about gun-user mid-life crisis face right?
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Thought it might be him after thinking for a moment, but by then I was laughing about mid-life crisis face, but yeah, thinking about it there are a lot of similarities in conduct and communication skills.
Also I was thinking of this comic:
Great song as well!
OMG A SHEEP
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Thought it might be him after thinking for a moment, but by then I was laughing about mid-life crisis face, but yeah, thinking about it there are a lot of similarities in conduct and communication skills.
Also I was thinking of this comic:
Great song as well!
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funny in the thread fate/promised dream
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Hello darkness my old friend...
Well I mentioned 'mid-life crisis face' and you got it, putting up an image and everything, how could I not find that fun?
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
Do I need to bring Berserker to you to play? Or will you all play nice?
*Returns to Dark Souls*
*Returns to Dark Souls*
That depends, who is Berserker?
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
Nasty.
OMG A SHEEP
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Yes. Ilya ultimately, really wanted family. She's throwing a sulky fit(assuming siccing Berserker can be considered a sulky fit) because Shirou robbed her of her time with family, but she's fairly amiable with Shirou if she meets him in the day in Heaven's Feel. After Berserker is defeated, Shirou takes her home in Fate as well and she plays nice. The only exception is UBW, and she gets killed before he could do anything.
She's not really all THAT motivated to kill him.
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OMG A SHEEP
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Say... Think we still have the picture on the right?
inb4 Saber the matchmaker.
Omegahugger
Inattentive Idiot
"I have made others succesfully find love in the past... It wasn't on purpose and might've had a few unfortunate side-effects, but I did it."
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Guiz luk
It's canon
It's canon
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
Will attain writing time tonight. Someone please tally votes so I can begin planning.
Hyp3rB14d3
Gotta catch 'em all!
Vote tally:
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[x] Go back to the manor. (End of Day)
No. of votes: 10
Redshirt Army, chocolote12, Zam, UberJJK, Ando Owen, FoxOnPie, saiman, King Ofheros, Wing00Raiser, Excalibur
[X] Go back to the Manor
No. of votes: 2
OMG A SHEEP, Ψυχή
[X] If nobody is against it, take Rider up on his invitation to go hunting in the Einzbern forest. Suggest to Ilya that she could work off her frustrations on wild animals for a bit too.
No. of votes: 4
veekie, Bondo, silentspirals, Frakir's brother
##### 3.21
[x] Go back to the manor. (End of Day)
No. of votes: 10
Redshirt Army, chocolote12, Zam, UberJJK, Ando Owen, FoxOnPie, saiman, King Ofheros, Wing00Raiser, Excalibur
[X] Go back to the Manor
No. of votes: 2
OMG A SHEEP, Ψυχή
[X] If nobody is against it, take Rider up on his invitation to go hunting in the Einzbern forest. Suggest to Ilya that she could work off her frustrations on wild animals for a bit too.
No. of votes: 4
veekie, Bondo, silentspirals, Frakir's brother
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
Thank you.
I will begin planning. Itll be out either tonight or tomorrow.
I will begin planning. Itll be out either tonight or tomorrow.
9. The King of Horses
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
I nod to Rider. His gaze changes to something approaching glee.
"If you would provide your mount?" I ask. Rider looks like a child to whom Christmas had come early. He stands, dusting himself off eagerly.
"Master, please get anything you need." He states. "We won't be returning." Shirou nods, hurrying off somewhere. I watch him leave the room, while Illya just pouts.
"We should have just taken it." She muttered. I give her a long look. Rider was right there.
"Some good will now may pay off later." I answer. "Rider is an honourable warrior. I would rather face him at the close then someone like the last wars Caster or a Berserker in general."
Then again, Illya did not possess the context I had on that front. I have fought in four prior wars, and I have always been one of the last two Servants remaining. The brutal nightmares of the first two wars were almost preferable to how the third and fourth wars had ended. At least in those wars, the last opponent had been fellow honourable warriors.
Rider just beckons, motioning for me to follow him. I give Illya a long look, before following. She moves shortly after, and the three of us are soon out the front.
"I can trust you, right?" He asked. "I don't have to keep an eye open?" Illya nodded with a groan.
"So long as Emiya is under the Einzbern roof, I won't kill him." Another long look from Rider, but he sighed in the end.
"That'll have to do." He muttered, raising his hand to his mouth and whistling. I'm not sure what, exactly, happened. It was as if the entire world spasmed, and suddenly a horse was marching up to us, dragging behind it a gilded chariot of polished red wood and black embroidery.
"Cu Macha Laeg..." Illya whispered in awe. I could almost swear she was two steps off pure, unadulterated terror. I couldn't blame her.
I worked out the origin of the name immediately. Cu Macha Laeg. Named for Rider, his horse and his chariot's driver.
The Three Kings of War in Ireland, during his time. There was only one thing Rider could have brought to the table that would have scared me more, and at this point, I was pretty sure he thankfully hadn't been summoned with his father's sword.
"Hey, Liath Macha..." He whispered. I stared at the chariot a moment longer.
"It's a chariot designed for two." I mutter. Indeed, there were two spots for horses, but only one horse…
"Dub Sainglend is… not with us." Rider muttered. I blinked.
"Are you sad?"
"A little." He admits, settling his spear into a quiver for javelins and stepping onto the chariot, offering a hand. "Young lady?"
"Hmph." Illya says little as she takes his hand, almost being lifted fully into the back of the chariot. Rider turns a few moments later, offering his hand again to me.
"Your majesty?"
"My thanks." I whisper back, letting him help me into the back. I know better then to question Rider's actions. The man had so many Geass that I dare not refuse for fear of forcing him to violate one.
"Do you not require a charioteer?" I note. Rider shrugged.
"Not now." He answered. "Once I did. But this is a Noble Phantasm, not the chariot I once rode."
Fair enough. Not every Noble Phantasm was completely as it was in life. Some, like Kazakili Bey, took on effects that were representative of the deed that created it, rather then being any specific power the Servant bore in life. Clearly Rider's chariot had taken on some new traits to make up for the fact that it only summoned chariot and horse.
Yet Rider looked almost fond of the chariot as he takes the reins, gently easing Liath Macha, and the chariot itself, around to face the gate.
Illya seems to be somewhat in awe. I can't really blame her.
"Wow."
It took me a moment to realise Shirou had joined us, staring at the phantasm in wonder. Rider just grinned, offering another hand wordlessly and pulling his Master up to his side.
"Hyah!"
And we were off, like an arrow released from a drawn bow. Cu Macha Laeg reached speed surpassing cars in a few seconds.
"Saber, directions!"
I barely heard Rider's voice at this speed. I knew that Illya and Shirou probably hadn't. I took to the young man's side, pointing where we were to go.
Rider's laughter rang out as he drove like a crazy man. In some ways, it was as if the horse was laughing with him.
-
The sun was halfway to setting when we arrived back at the mansion in the woods, the castle the Einzbern called home. Illya practically leapt off the chariot as quickly as she could, her face a little pale.
I don't think she appreciated Rider's daredevil style of driving.
"Mistress?"
It took me a moment to recognise Sella's voice. It takes another moment to realise that she sounded shocked.
She was capable of emotion, that shouldn't shock me as it did.
"Sella, have a bed drawn up. In the other wing." Illya declared, almost grumpily as she dusted off her skirt. "Our guests will be staying there."
She's gone a moment later. Sella's gaze falls to me.
"You brought an enemy Servant with you?" She asked frostily.
"Ally of convenience." I corrected. "I will watch them personally."
Rider's gaze hovered over Sella a moment, as Shirou disembarked the chariot. Then the chariot was gone, Rider's spear back in hand.
"Frosty." Was all he said, as he strode past. Sella stiffened. "Big house. Mind showing us where we stay, Saber?"
I nod.
"I take it the guest wing is intact?"
I remember having an emergency meeting in that room after the castle had been attacked last war.
"Yes."
"Then I will see to their lodgings."
It really was that simple. I motioned for the two of them to follow me. Leysritt was nowhere in sight. Maybe she had an errand to run, or something.
I don't pay it too much mind, leading Shirou and Rider to the guest wing.
"Let me guess, don't leave the wing?" Rider asked. I nodded.
"For now, that might be best." I admitted. "Make yourself comfortable."
The guest rooms were well equipped. There was no need to remain.
-
Dinner began as a silent affair. Illya had been graceful enough to let Shirou and Rider eat in the hall with us, but there was no conversation at first. Leysritt had returned, but now Sella was the one who was absent. I was starting to wonder if something had happened.
At least, it was silent until Rider finally spoke.
"So. What Servants have you located? Besides us."
I paused at the question. Illya kept eating.
"What makes you think we found any?" She asked. Rider chuckled at that.
"A guess." He answered. "You seem more onto this then we are."
That was an understatement. Before today, Shirou wouldn't have been on the considered list of Masters, I think. Illya certainly hadn't thought it a possibility.
Yet…
She gave me a long look, as if to silence me, and kept eating in silence. Rider sighed, leaning back.
"Fine, fine." He grumbled. "You have the house, at least?"
"Just one." Illya answered. "I'll take Avalon in the morning, Sella will lead you to it, and that will be the end of it. Deal?"
"We have no guarantee you'll uphold your end." Rider pointed out. Illya glared at him.
The door opened, and Sella shuffled in, hurriedly moving to Illya's side and whispering in her ear. She took a moment, then two, considering the information, before finally speaking.
"There's no point hiding it." She muttered. "Servant Archer was summoned this afternoon. At this point, every Servant has been summoned. The Holy Grail War has officially begun."
"Then-"
"All the classes are filled." Illya nodded at Rider's question.
"I see. Lancer was filled some time ago, then?"
"I don't know." She returned to her meal. The answer was self-evident, yet Illya didn't wish to answer.
I sighed.
"Illya, this will be a short and unproductive alliance if you are only going to take."
"And if I want it to be short?"
Illya glared at me. For a moment, I thought I was looking at Irisviel.
"That's naive. The odds of the final battle being one we favour are greater if we ally with another Servant."
"Oh, think you can take me, Majesty?"
Rider's voice is haughty, but his eyes are twinkling in both excitement and uncertainty.
"You won't get to find out unless you make it to the end, Rider."
"Challenge accepted."
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
"Illya… do you know Emiya Kiritsugu by any chance?"
It was the first time Shirou had said anything all meal. Illya just glared.
"I did." It was short, sharp and dismissive.
Shirou didn't speak up again. The meal ended in relative silence.
Sometimes I forgot my Master was almost as stubborn as I was. I'd thought we had resolved everything at the house, yet…
No, Illya was in this for Avalon. It would be more accurate to say she's using them.
She leaves the table with Leysritt in tow as soon as she's done. I don't think I can blame her. To her, looking at Shirou must have been anathema.
Yet…
[ ] Spend the night with Illya.
[ ] Spend the night with Shirou and Rider.
[ ] Spend the night on the roof.
"If you would provide your mount?" I ask. Rider looks like a child to whom Christmas had come early. He stands, dusting himself off eagerly.
"Master, please get anything you need." He states. "We won't be returning." Shirou nods, hurrying off somewhere. I watch him leave the room, while Illya just pouts.
"We should have just taken it." She muttered. I give her a long look. Rider was right there.
"Some good will now may pay off later." I answer. "Rider is an honourable warrior. I would rather face him at the close then someone like the last wars Caster or a Berserker in general."
Then again, Illya did not possess the context I had on that front. I have fought in four prior wars, and I have always been one of the last two Servants remaining. The brutal nightmares of the first two wars were almost preferable to how the third and fourth wars had ended. At least in those wars, the last opponent had been fellow honourable warriors.
Rider just beckons, motioning for me to follow him. I give Illya a long look, before following. She moves shortly after, and the three of us are soon out the front.
"I can trust you, right?" He asked. "I don't have to keep an eye open?" Illya nodded with a groan.
"So long as Emiya is under the Einzbern roof, I won't kill him." Another long look from Rider, but he sighed in the end.
"That'll have to do." He muttered, raising his hand to his mouth and whistling. I'm not sure what, exactly, happened. It was as if the entire world spasmed, and suddenly a horse was marching up to us, dragging behind it a gilded chariot of polished red wood and black embroidery.
"Cu Macha Laeg..." Illya whispered in awe. I could almost swear she was two steps off pure, unadulterated terror. I couldn't blame her.
I worked out the origin of the name immediately. Cu Macha Laeg. Named for Rider, his horse and his chariot's driver.
The Three Kings of War in Ireland, during his time. There was only one thing Rider could have brought to the table that would have scared me more, and at this point, I was pretty sure he thankfully hadn't been summoned with his father's sword.
"Hey, Liath Macha..." He whispered. I stared at the chariot a moment longer.
"It's a chariot designed for two." I mutter. Indeed, there were two spots for horses, but only one horse…
"Dub Sainglend is… not with us." Rider muttered. I blinked.
"Are you sad?"
"A little." He admits, settling his spear into a quiver for javelins and stepping onto the chariot, offering a hand. "Young lady?"
"Hmph." Illya says little as she takes his hand, almost being lifted fully into the back of the chariot. Rider turns a few moments later, offering his hand again to me.
"Your majesty?"
"My thanks." I whisper back, letting him help me into the back. I know better then to question Rider's actions. The man had so many Geass that I dare not refuse for fear of forcing him to violate one.
"Do you not require a charioteer?" I note. Rider shrugged.
"Not now." He answered. "Once I did. But this is a Noble Phantasm, not the chariot I once rode."
Fair enough. Not every Noble Phantasm was completely as it was in life. Some, like Kazakili Bey, took on effects that were representative of the deed that created it, rather then being any specific power the Servant bore in life. Clearly Rider's chariot had taken on some new traits to make up for the fact that it only summoned chariot and horse.
Yet Rider looked almost fond of the chariot as he takes the reins, gently easing Liath Macha, and the chariot itself, around to face the gate.
Illya seems to be somewhat in awe. I can't really blame her.
"Wow."
It took me a moment to realise Shirou had joined us, staring at the phantasm in wonder. Rider just grinned, offering another hand wordlessly and pulling his Master up to his side.
"Hyah!"
And we were off, like an arrow released from a drawn bow. Cu Macha Laeg reached speed surpassing cars in a few seconds.
"Saber, directions!"
I barely heard Rider's voice at this speed. I knew that Illya and Shirou probably hadn't. I took to the young man's side, pointing where we were to go.
Rider's laughter rang out as he drove like a crazy man. In some ways, it was as if the horse was laughing with him.
-
The sun was halfway to setting when we arrived back at the mansion in the woods, the castle the Einzbern called home. Illya practically leapt off the chariot as quickly as she could, her face a little pale.
I don't think she appreciated Rider's daredevil style of driving.
"Mistress?"
It took me a moment to recognise Sella's voice. It takes another moment to realise that she sounded shocked.
She was capable of emotion, that shouldn't shock me as it did.
"Sella, have a bed drawn up. In the other wing." Illya declared, almost grumpily as she dusted off her skirt. "Our guests will be staying there."
She's gone a moment later. Sella's gaze falls to me.
"You brought an enemy Servant with you?" She asked frostily.
"Ally of convenience." I corrected. "I will watch them personally."
Rider's gaze hovered over Sella a moment, as Shirou disembarked the chariot. Then the chariot was gone, Rider's spear back in hand.
"Frosty." Was all he said, as he strode past. Sella stiffened. "Big house. Mind showing us where we stay, Saber?"
I nod.
"I take it the guest wing is intact?"
I remember having an emergency meeting in that room after the castle had been attacked last war.
"Yes."
"Then I will see to their lodgings."
It really was that simple. I motioned for the two of them to follow me. Leysritt was nowhere in sight. Maybe she had an errand to run, or something.
I don't pay it too much mind, leading Shirou and Rider to the guest wing.
"Let me guess, don't leave the wing?" Rider asked. I nodded.
"For now, that might be best." I admitted. "Make yourself comfortable."
The guest rooms were well equipped. There was no need to remain.
-
Dinner began as a silent affair. Illya had been graceful enough to let Shirou and Rider eat in the hall with us, but there was no conversation at first. Leysritt had returned, but now Sella was the one who was absent. I was starting to wonder if something had happened.
At least, it was silent until Rider finally spoke.
"So. What Servants have you located? Besides us."
I paused at the question. Illya kept eating.
"What makes you think we found any?" She asked. Rider chuckled at that.
"A guess." He answered. "You seem more onto this then we are."
That was an understatement. Before today, Shirou wouldn't have been on the considered list of Masters, I think. Illya certainly hadn't thought it a possibility.
Yet…
She gave me a long look, as if to silence me, and kept eating in silence. Rider sighed, leaning back.
"Fine, fine." He grumbled. "You have the house, at least?"
"Just one." Illya answered. "I'll take Avalon in the morning, Sella will lead you to it, and that will be the end of it. Deal?"
"We have no guarantee you'll uphold your end." Rider pointed out. Illya glared at him.
The door opened, and Sella shuffled in, hurriedly moving to Illya's side and whispering in her ear. She took a moment, then two, considering the information, before finally speaking.
"There's no point hiding it." She muttered. "Servant Archer was summoned this afternoon. At this point, every Servant has been summoned. The Holy Grail War has officially begun."
"Then-"
"All the classes are filled." Illya nodded at Rider's question.
"I see. Lancer was filled some time ago, then?"
"I don't know." She returned to her meal. The answer was self-evident, yet Illya didn't wish to answer.
I sighed.
"Illya, this will be a short and unproductive alliance if you are only going to take."
"And if I want it to be short?"
Illya glared at me. For a moment, I thought I was looking at Irisviel.
"That's naive. The odds of the final battle being one we favour are greater if we ally with another Servant."
"Oh, think you can take me, Majesty?"
Rider's voice is haughty, but his eyes are twinkling in both excitement and uncertainty.
"You won't get to find out unless you make it to the end, Rider."
"Challenge accepted."
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
"Illya… do you know Emiya Kiritsugu by any chance?"
It was the first time Shirou had said anything all meal. Illya just glared.
"I did." It was short, sharp and dismissive.
Shirou didn't speak up again. The meal ended in relative silence.
Sometimes I forgot my Master was almost as stubborn as I was. I'd thought we had resolved everything at the house, yet…
No, Illya was in this for Avalon. It would be more accurate to say she's using them.
She leaves the table with Leysritt in tow as soon as she's done. I don't think I can blame her. To her, looking at Shirou must have been anathema.
Yet…
[ ] Spend the night with Illya.
[ ] Spend the night with Shirou and Rider.
[ ] Spend the night on the roof.
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[X] Spend the night with Illya.
I would prefer going on the roof personally. Shirou and Rider have stuff to talk about together and Illya needs to blow off some steam, however it wouldn't be that intelligent to let her alone with another Servant in the manor, no matter how honorable he is. Better watch over Illya.
We also need her to deepen her trust in us.
I would prefer going on the roof personally. Shirou and Rider have stuff to talk about together and Illya needs to blow off some steam, however it wouldn't be that intelligent to let her alone with another Servant in the manor, no matter how honorable he is. Better watch over Illya.
We also need her to deepen her trust in us.