[This whole thing was ridiculous. The only thing she could do right now was get out of that cursed house and get some air. And that is what she was doing except....]
I am certain I have been down this way already. [She was lost.]
Ah, I see. So the King of Knights is surrendering to the King of Heroes. Never thought I see the day, but if you're giving up to him then you should just start sleeping with him.
Says a man with options open to him. I would rather die than surrender, but not even that is allowed me. Before you accuse me of being weak, remember that.
So I should keep fighting with no signs of an end? The thought of serving that monster, of letting him touch me, makes me retch. But what choice do I have? What can I do when I am bound to a man that can and will hold me down against my will?
[While she's still mad, she's starting to reveal her mild signs of anxiety and fear.]
[His look grows serious, as he steps back from Saber a few steps. He holds out his right arm and closes his eyes, mumbling under his breath. As he focuses a great amount of magical energy is charged into his hand, as he tries to remember the form. It had been so long, but he can vaguely see it in his memories. He's thankful for the 5th war refreshing his mind so much.
Upon the hill. With the fated sword. The one that was lost long ago.
As he remembers a white light is formed under his hand, but soon it fades away with a blast.
Explaining things when you know so little is going to give us both headaches.
[He takes the tip of the sword and pushes it into the grass, anchoring it into the ground.]
The sword will vanish in a couple hours. No, it might even vanish in one hour given it's complexity. Hardly enough time for a proper fight, but this is definitely your sword and you are the most suited to wield it.
I'm on your side Saber, but if you aren't willing to fight I can't do anything to help you.
[She stood silent for a moment. Clearly, she was thinking very hard. This was not a decision to be made lightly, but her chances of finding anyone willing and able to help her with her....problem, were slim. Still, this power of his...was scary. And honestly...]
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Date: 2010-11-21 04:33 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 04:39 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 04:44 am (UTC)From:I know. But, don't lose faith. Struggle against him just as before. You two aren't married - that is just the delusion this town has set up.
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Date: 2010-11-21 04:51 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2010-11-21 05:14 am (UTC)From:But she would never feed him.]
I am not a fool. I know when I am in a fight I cannot win.
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Date: 2010-11-21 05:17 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 05:30 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 05:32 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 05:41 am (UTC)From:[While she's still mad, she's starting to reveal her mild signs of anxiety and fear.]
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Date: 2010-11-21 05:46 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 05:48 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 05:52 am (UTC)From:Upon the hill.
With the fated sword.
The one that was lost long ago.
As he remembers a white light is formed under his hand, but soon it fades away with a blast.
And in it's place is her sword. Caliburn.]
...Recognize this?
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Date: 2010-11-21 06:06 am (UTC)From:H-how? Who are you?!
[She backed up, now she was afraid. Who was this heroic spirit, and how did he have that sword?]
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Date: 2010-11-21 06:07 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-11-21 06:12 am (UTC)From:That is not a skill an Archer would have.
[If she had her normal abilities, she would be standing to fight, but as it was, she knew full well fighting was out of the question.]
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Date: 2010-11-21 06:18 am (UTC)From:[He takes the tip of the sword and pushes it into the grass, anchoring it into the ground.]
The sword will vanish in a couple hours. No, it might even vanish in one hour given it's complexity. Hardly enough time for a proper fight, but this is definitely your sword and you are the most suited to wield it.
I'm on your side Saber, but if you aren't willing to fight I can't do anything to help you.
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Date: 2010-11-21 07:18 am (UTC)From:How do I know I can trust you?
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Date: 2010-11-21 07:22 am (UTC)From:But, I hate that bastard just like you. I'm not on his side - you can trust that.
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Date: 2010-11-21 07:32 am (UTC)From:...I should go.