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[Waver had just gotten off of the phone with the fake Rin Tohsaka-- a fake Tohsaka, how stupid of an idea was that?  Who would want to have a construct around that acted just as annoying and infuriating as she did?  It would be better if she acted like the other drones, because then, even if she was creepy, she'd at least be pleasant.  But that was ( Read more... )

[Waver liked to think that he was a private person and would prefer for his personal life to remain outside of the public view.]

[Mayfield had other plans.]

I've never been kissed.

( Oh God why was he talking. )

 A.  locked to Klaus Wulfenbach and backdated to Friday

When Waver woke up that morning, he found that both his thaumaturgical crest and his magic circuits were gone again.  Perhaps more obviously, he also found that his missing limbs, organs, and eye were returned; while he hadn't exactly been fond of being a one-armed, one-eyed magical pirate ( Read more... )

 [Waver had just come from the Post Office, minus a few body parts.]

[The visible losses were obvious, considering the bloody stump that was his left arm and the sunken socket of his right eye.  He was clutching the empty arm of his shirt against the wound; it didn't do much to staunch the blood flow, and both his side and the sidewalk were stained ( Read more... )

 [Waver had been less than pleased to find out that his job in this town was to be a waiter.  He had been a top student at the Clock Tower, a Master in the Holy Grail War, and now he was forced to take dinner orders and bus tables-- he was a bit out of his element here.  Not only that, but he didn't have the foggiest clue about how a restaurant ( Read more... )

 ( Let the descending winds be as a wall )

Name: Inky
Personal LJ:   ( Read more... )

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