i'm going to californiaaa!

[excali_fornia]

Characters: Excalibro [excali_fornia] (technically) and YOU.
Location: Nocturne Bazaar!
Rating: Eeeh, PG? PG-13? Depending on how deep into his tales he goes.
Time: Afternoon? On the first day.
Description: Excalibur has his own game booth at the festival! Have at it, citizens. Kesese.

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Cheating on mah hiatus JUST FOR THIS

[everdistant]

During her reign, Saber had seen many fairs, though she had not been able to properly enjoy them in lieu of the work of governing. Her appearances had been political; the people needed to see that the King was there. But now that she had been freed -- albeit temporarily -- from her 'life' as a Servant, she had a certain amount of freedom that she had never had after she had pulled Caliburn from its stone and accepted the mantle of Britain's ruler. She almost didn't know what to do with herself.

...
Almost. Saber found various food vendors easily, discovering the stands for things such delicacies as takoyaki -- fried squid balls -- with uncanny accuracy. Yet as she munched happily on her loot, the girlish knight stopped in mid-stride by the shout. Sea-green eyes blinked twice at the downright bizarre scene it seemed to issue from: an empty booth with a collection of odd prizes.

She was certain that, from the fairs she had seen, such booths were supposed to be occupied by vendors.

muahaha

[excali_fornia]

And lingering in the darkness with a microphone, was Excalibur. He watched the passerby.... pass by before the booth. It seemed he had this girl's attention.

"You there! Step up to the test of fame and GLORY?"

[everdistant]

Had it been anyone else, she might have thrown the legendary sword an unamused look; both were grossly overrated. If there was one thing that all Heroic Spirits seemed to share, it was that the cost of becoming objects of worship and lore had been that many of them had led ultimately tragic lives.

But this was Saber, who hid most of her true feelings behind her regal, aloof mask. The stare was an otherwise neutral one.

"How would one achieve such things in a simple carnival?" she asked mildly, as her curiosity had gotten the better of her.

[excali_fornia]

"Fool! Do you not know of my legend?"

The outcome of the game would depend entirely on her answer. And so, he waited.

[everdistant]

"That would depend on your name," Saber replied evenly, patiently. The odd little creature was certainly something that she had never seen before; she doubted whatever legend he had was not one that existed on her world.

Death City -- with its living, transforming Weapons and the Meisters who wielded them -- was like another universe entirely for the Servant.