fated_blade: (Zero {剣} This Face is not Amused)
Saber; Arturia Pendragon ([personal profile] fated_blade) wrote2011-09-13 09:49 pm

breuddwyd {015} un deg pump

{Voice - Locked to Rin}

Rin, I recently came in to possession of something I think you will enjoy. Dress so that your legs are covered, and I discourage skirts; you may show off more than you want.

Oh yes, and tie your hair back.

{Action I - 310 miller Street AFTER THE ABOVE}

[Outside the house, Saber pulls up on her bike, pulling off the blackout helmet and approaching the door. She knocks, and waits with a calm--but pleased--look on her face.

{Action II - 450 Stone Street}

[outside her house, Saber was cleaning her newly recovered cycle with rolled up sleeves in her casual suit. She'd draped her jacket over a lawn chair and pulled the tie down enough to undo the top two buttons on her shirt. The bike gave her something to put her energy towards, and she loved riding it.

Almost as much as she loved giving others a ride. So approach and ask? Because the answer will be a resounding yes.

Of course, you'll have to hold on to a tiny blond girl.]

[identity profile] maguskiller.livejournal.com 2011-09-14 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
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[Though he doesn't notice it himself, this does draw a reaction from Kiritsugu, which Saber should be capable of recognizing. He stoically contemplates the question for some time, thinking about how escaping Mayfield would be much easier with the aid of a Servant, which he could only acquire by talking.]

[But he can't. The culmination of the Fourth Holy Grail War brought many things with it, but Kiritsugu Emiya's hatred for Servants was not among them. Images of despair-filled battlefields still cloud his mind, such as the one in which he found Natalia, Maiya, Shirou...]

[The Magus Killer recognizes that he's also to blame, given his failures, but to beings brought to Earth for the sole purpose of lending wood to the fires of war, he can display nothing but contempt.]

[Once again, he starts walking away. Slowly, as the thoughts do not cease to invade his mind.]