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↸ 3rd Heartbreak // Alas, poor Derpmuid. We knew thee well.↸

Sep 18, 2011 20:59

[Phone]

[There's a sudden crash when the phone is picked up, along with some heavy wheezing. It doesn't last too long though, as Zero Lancer's voice, although rather strained, breaks through his rhythmic breathing.]

Gilgamesh...Lancer...e-everyone else all right? [Some more wheezing.] Don't come looking for me. I'll-- [Gulp.] I'll be fine, so ( Read more... )

all the angst all of it, oops didn't mean to do that, event: zombies

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[phone] 1/2 riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 01:08:43 UTC

['Don't come looking for me'? Screw that. His fellow countryman and Lancer-class Servant sounded like he was in horrible shape. How could he just turn his back on that?]

[He didn't speak, instead grinding his teeth in irritation. Asking where he was would waste time, especially if Diarmuid was set on staying on his own. Instead, he focused his time and prana on inscribing the Berkana rune--the one that could locate anyone he damn well wanted to locate.]

[Come on, idiot, don't you dare run off and die.]

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 01:11:07 UTC

[Lancer was as fast as ever. Probably faster, taking into account that he was worried. Not that he'd dare admit to it.]

Diarmuid?

[Wherever the other knight was, Lancer's rune magecraft wouldn't fail him. Mere moments after that call, he would materialize out of spirit form at his friend's side with genuine concern on his face.]

[action] uberchickmagnet September 19 2011, 01:38:38 UTC

[Diarmuid had taken to being underneath a tree, still heavily breathing for the time being. There were a couple of wounds on his left forearm and right leg, indicating that he had been bitten. Beads of sweat were dripping from his face, and though he winced at the pain throbbing throughout his body, he mustered a little ounce of strength just to be able to look up at Lancer.]

Hey...thought I asked to not look for me...

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 01:45:29 UTC

Yeah, you did. But I figured I'd ignore that so I could find out what the hell happened to you.

[He knelt down next to the other Lancer with a small smile. This whatever-it-was, it was supposed to be contagious, wasn't it? So if Diarmuid had gotten injured-...no, he didn't want to finish that thought.]

[action] uberchickmagnet September 19 2011, 02:02:08 UTC

Heh. Well, y-you didn't have to-- [Cough.] I mean, these are merely flesh wounds, so they'll go away in time...

[Even though he knew they wouldn't. In time, he'd turn into one of them, so as much as he tried to alleviate some of his friend's worries, it was still a futile attempt to do so.]

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 02:07:08 UTC

...Don't lie, Diarmuid. Dishonesty doesn't really suit knights like us, don't you think?

[Damn. Damn, damn, damn, if this kept up...he'd have to do the same thing he'd done to Rin when last Mayfield tormented them.]

[But...but could he? Killing Rin to end her suffering had been a necessary thing. He had done what was right and he didn't regret it; even though the knowledge of his failure tore him apart.]

[Lancer had killed one brother already, thousands of years and miles away. Could he raise his blade to another?]

[action] uberchickmagnet September 19 2011, 02:23:14 UTC

...yeah...[He lowers head slightly in shame.]...sorry. I didn't want anyone to worry, but--

[He grunts, and clutches his stomach.]

...ah...at least you're okay, though...that's good...

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 02:33:55 UTC

...

Do you want me to finish it?

[He spoke plainly--no point dancing around the issue. Lancer didn't break the calm and even stare he had fixed Diarmuid with, standing up and crossing his arms.]

[action] uberchickmagnet September 19 2011, 02:52:37 UTC

[Diarmuid struggled to look up at him once more, his eyes showing a sign of pleading to end this.]

...if you must.

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 02:53:38 UTC

...stand up, Knight of Fianna. I won't have any friend of mine die without their pride intact.

[action] uberchickmagnet September 19 2011, 03:08:03 UTC

[He simply gives a nod, taking a few minutes in an attempt to get up, before he finally does. Taking as proud of a position as he can in this state, he gives Lancer the biggest smile he can.]

...thank you, Prince of Light. It was nice meeting you.

[action] 1/3 riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 03:17:24 UTC

I've told you a hundred times by now--it's Cu Chulainn. That's all.

[He summoned his Noble Phantasm into his hands, Scathach's inheritance radiating with the cursed energy that made it so powerful. Lancer moved fluidly into a stance, expression calm and unreadable.]

And there's no one in this town I felt more honored to meet than you, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.

[He closed his eyes for a second or two. Of course this wouldn't be easy. It never was. He kept remembering Ferdiad and the river..no. This wasn't the same. With a quiet sigh he drove those thoughts to the back of his mind.]

[action] 2/3 riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 03:26:42 UTC

[Was it necessary, activating his Noble Phantasm? No. Not in circumstances like this. And sure, maybe Rin would berate him for wasting prana--let her. It would be worth all her shouting and irritation a thousand times over.]

[Because the action he took now, using the technique granted to only one man living or dead?]

Gáe...

[It was done out of respect.]

Bolg--!

[He knew that as a knight, Diarmuid would recognize that.]

[The cursed lance shot at the ground like crimson lightning, changing course at the last possible moment and striking at its target's heart before the Servant holding it had even moved. The action of Lancer's Noble Phantasm moving was an afterthought, done only to give a reason for the blade to have struck his target. The inversion of causality--this was the miracle only Scathach's most beloved disciple was taught.]

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 03:29:42 UTC

[He activated it just as he had as a teenager forced to slay his brother. And just as on that day, Lancer found his vision inexplicably blurry. There was no reason for that--he certainly wasn't crying. The Hound of Ulster never cried. If someone said he had done differently on the days his brother and son were killed at his hand? They were lying. Lancer would swear that to his dying breath.]

[And if someone should say he was doing so at that moment on that day? He would look at them, smile, and said 'I did what I knew was right. There's no reason to cry about it.' Even if he knew the right thing could hurt like hell.]

...I'm so sorry, Diarmuid.

[action] uberchickmagnet September 19 2011, 03:44:36 UTC

[And just like that, Diarmuid's body had fallen to the ground, the agonizing pain finally over and done with. The only thing left from him was a smile adorning his lips, as if to say he didn't regret this death, and never will.]

[action] riastrad_ridire September 19 2011, 04:00:49 UTC

[His Noble Phantasm vanishing, Lancer started to leave in order to return to his Master's side. But...no, this wasn't right. He couldn't let those cannibalistic whatever the hell they were get to someone he respected any more than they already had.]

[With three small motions of his hand and a little magical energy, a small fire broke out around them--not enough to spread as far as it had in Einzbern Castle, but enough.]

[No matter how it hurt...now he had to survive. Otherwise this would all be for nothing. Lancer closed his eyes for a moment, and when they opened again his vision had cleared. Without a sound the Servant disappeared, sprinting back to his Master's side.]

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