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firsttsurugi in paradisalogs

raise your sword...

Apr 05, 2010 22:36

Who: Cloud Strife & Saber
What: Saber explains how a contract between a "Master" and "Servant" works
When: April 4th; Sunset
Where: The Impetus Tower - Room 1603 (Cloud Strife)
Rating: PG

( for I am your shield )

saber, cloud strife

Comments 14

distantutopia April 6 2010, 05:01:48 UTC

Things weren't exactly going as planned for Saber, and that was an understatement. Only seconds before defeating Gilgamesh, the Servant Archer left over from the Fourth Holy Grail War, Saber was, understandably, very anxious to return to her world. She was beginning to realize that it was easier said than done, as she determined her situation to be on a scope most unfathomable. Not that it was impossible, or that she wasn't open to the possibility; just that such a feat would have been considered a true miracle on her Earth, a place where very few magi had mastered the powers of multi-dimensional travel. It was a god-like feat.

And yet, somehow, she had managed it.

If she was going to survive in such a place, she knew that she would have to acquire a reliable source of mana. Since leaving her world, severing that --connection? With who?--

--leaving her powerless--

--static. That person, their face was not very clear, what was their name?--... she had no choice. If she was going to succeed, then she needed to win the war. ( ... )

firsttsurugi April 6 2010, 05:22:28 UTC

"Good, because..." with a soft sigh as he walked in, he unsheathed the sword at his back, an array of other swords along the wall, smaller but equally futuristic and peculiar in shape. With that extra weight off, he made quick work of removing the complex multi-sheath at the back of his waist, undoing belts here or there until it was off. Resting it by the weapons on the floor, he turned back to Saber, having locked the door behind him ( ... )

distantutopia April 6 2010, 05:50:24 UTC

That lent her a flicker of hope, at the very least. Should anyone be willing to assist her in this great time of need, Saber would consider herself very lucky. If everything they said about this world was true, then there were probably very few magi around willing to take on a Servant such as herself-- and fewer still who would be genuinely willing to help her rather than use her for their own fulfillment. She was glad that, even here, there were still good people ( ... )

firsttsurugi April 6 2010, 06:40:52 UTC

Refraining from any sarcastic remarks, he could only continue to lend his ear as her armor dematerialized. She was beginning to look like a more normal girl with every piece of her battle attire shed. And yet the words that conjured from her lips were anything but belonging to one who was 'just a girl'. Understanding well enough about her role as a Heroic Spirit, a Servant for a Master, it was when she explained the war for the Holy Grail. The idea of it intrigued him, any wish desirable granted to the one who obtained it.

In his head, there was much he could accomplish were he to get his hands on the Holy Grail. Those that he could bring back, those he could prevent from coming back, the restoration of a world once lost. But the more he dwelled on it, trailing off into his own sea of thoughts as Saber explained in explicit detail, the more he realized that for all the help he could give Saber, desiring such an object should have been left to those whose wishes counted towards the future ( ... )

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