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[fated_blade]

[She needed to get away for a while. Though it was still cold, it was better then being in that stuffy house any longer.

Plus, she had to try out her newly recovered lung.

Currently, she was wandering with her sword, trying to find a good place to practice. Even if she didn't have all her servant abilities back, she could at least lift Excalibur properly now.]

Hm...All these places seem to public.

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[fated_blade]

So Emiya's son fights in the 5th war...interesting. I suppose I should be glad she lived at least that long, though I confess I did not know her well.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

Yes, that is correct. People from the 5th war seem to have different accounts of what happens but Senpai fights in all versions that I have heard.

[fated_blade]

Did you fight as well? If you are a Matou and you know of the war, then perhaps you were the representative in the 5th?

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

*Sakura hesitates for a bit. She really doesn't want to tell Saber the truth but she doesn't want to start off her friendship with Saber on a lie. In the end she opts out for a half truth.*

Yes but... I let my brother take my place because I didn't want to fight.

[fated_blade]

I was not aware one could give away their command seals to another master...but I suppose if he was willing there is no problem.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

The Matou family made the command seals. If any family had a way to give command seals to another person it would be us.

[fated_blade]

[That seemed logical to her, so she nodded.]

What class did you...or your brother command?

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

We summoned a servant of the Rider class.

[fated_blade]

Hm. Generally not considered a formidable class, but the Rider of my war was...extremely exceptional.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

Ah, is that so? I suppose our Rider was average.

*Being vague on purpose.*

[fated_blade]

[she was going to say something, but was interrupted by the growling of her own stomach.]

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

... Ah, are you hungry? Would you like to come over for dinner?

[fated_blade]

I do not wish to trouble you...but I do have a hard time eating properly in my own home.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

It's no problem at all. What types of food do you prefer?

[fated_blade]

Anything that is set in front of me. Though, I do prefer food that is well prepared...honestly, anything you are able or willing to cook.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

*Sorry, Sakura has to laugh a bit at that answer.*

Alright, I think I can do that.

[fated_blade]

[She REALLY isn't particularly picky.]

Well...if it is your house we are going to, I shall follow.

[As the gentleman that she is, Saber offers her arm.]

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

*Sakura blushes a bit but... this is a sign of friendship to her so she'll gladly take Saber's arm and start walking towards her house.*

Of course. It's just this way...

[fated_blade]

[To Saber this was just standard, chivalrous behavior; escort a lady properly]

Do you find your circumstances here in Mayfield to be tolerable?

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

It could be worse but I'll never accept this town. It's a terrible place to live.

... And yourself?

[fated_blade]

I believe you stole the words right out of my mouth. Though, in my case I loath the man I have been partnered with.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

Gilgamesh, right? I hope he hasn't caused you too much trouble.

[fated_blade]

I am interested to hear what you know about him.

[imaginenumbers.livejournal.com]

We are... aquatinted. Um, he is misinformed about me so it might not be good to tell him that you know me.

[fated_blade]

You do not need to worry about something like that. I shant speak of you to him at any time.