Eins

[erbe]

For the elements, silver and iron. For the foundation, stone and the Archduke of Pacts. And for the ancestor, my great master, Schweinorg. Close the gates of the four directions. Come forth from the Crown and follow the forked road leading to the Kingdom. Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill. Repeat five times. When each is filled, destroy it. Set.

Heed my words. My will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny. If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason, then answer me! I hereby swear that I shall be all the good in the world. That I shall defeat all evil in the world. Thou Seventh Heaven, clad in the three great words of power, come forth from the circle of binding, Guardian of the Scales!

[This is a master (haha) post for Fate/PSLs! If you need anything specific tailored to your character (like a starter that doesn't start with the summoning like the above) let me know! We'll work something out over PM or Plurk.]

Comments

[erbe]

That's a good possibility, but we don't want to rule out any mage who might be coming over from Clock Tower to participate. It's possible they're powerful, but struggled acquiring a catalyst.

[Were it not for the catalyst left by her father she'd probably would have been winging it.]

Trying to form a strategy without knowing what we're up against might be a bad idea. I wouldn't want false assumptions to get us killed.

[Though Rin doesn't seem too worried. She does have a Saber after all!]

[avaricious]

[Greed may not be showing it, but he does have concerns. He's a badass in his own right, but the fact he's in this body presents a particular problem. He has three Noble Phantasms, but he hasn't yet told her that his third and most potent cannot be accessed.]

Well I hope they get their act together soon. I'm going to rot kicking around here. Playing roommates isn't exactly what I signed on for.

[erbe]

I'm not the most excited about it either, so don't think you're alone.

[She grumbles her retort, but sighs as she starts to pace the area. She begins to consider the affinity of each class and what their skills might be just based on what their opponents might be summoned as. She cannot prepare for specific scenarios, but she can be sure to be more cautious around select foes.]

Beserker and Archer will probably be our two biggest threats. Caster too, depending on which Heroic Spirit is summoned. The others shouldn't be too bad, I don't think. There is also their masters to think of. Will they be skilled, or incompetent?

[avaricious]

We're better off targeting the Masters. We figure out who they are, I can have them finished easily.

[It's not a question, but a pointed statement. He wants to see just how dirty she's willing to fight. Despite his talk about not wanting to fight women, Greed isn't afraid to fight a little dirty and underhanded. Unusual for a Servant, maybe, but he wasn't deluded by some sense of honor.]

[erbe]

[There's a twinge of something that makes it clear she's not completely on board with the slaughter of other masters. A flinch and a wince. Rin is quick to try and cover it up, though.]

Not so fast. Other masters are mages too, and won't leave themselves wide open to attack unless they're completely stupid.

[avaricious]

[They wouldn't be easy for him to find, either. Though if he had the Prince still, well...]

Maybe not, but you'll agree that they're the more vulnerable part of their outfit, right? I mean, if some Servant came barging in here now, do you think they'd go for me or you first?

[erbe]

That depends on the servant. Most masters would want to aim for other masters, but some servants are...

[Well, they're Heroic Spirits after all, aren't they? Not all of them are good, but plenty of them are bound to be.

Right?]

[avaricious]

Stuck up, self righteous pricks? Oh believe me, I know. I've run with that sort before. Good guys to hang around, but they don't stand a chance in a conflict like this.

[He recalls one such individual, Edward Elric... that poor runt would be a goner in a day. You couldn't win if you couldn't kill and he refused to do it.]

[erbe]

[Just Greed's luck, but he's matched up with the kind of girl who insists that during a Grail War the Masters don't have to kill each other. Incapacitating them and removing their servants is all that's necessary.

Which is true, it's simply not efficient or advisable.

The oven dings. Rin slips on a pair of oven mitts before opening the door and taking hold of the baking tray. She sets it on the stove, and begins to collect a plate and spatula to move the slice off the sheet and onto the plate.]

It's also called being noble, and that's why some of these Servants are Heroic Spirits in the first place.

[avaricious]

[He'd just as soon criticize her for her second rate ability at dealing with pizza. Who needed a spatula?]

Hey, I can do noble. It's just I don't make it a lifestyle choice like some people do.

[erbe]

[A spatula is the only way to guarantee her fingers won't touch the burning hot metal of the baking sheet. Blisters on her hands means she cannot polish her jewels the way she likes! Also any imperfections in her body means she'll be functioning at less than 100% during the war!

Duh!

Rin takes her plate to the table, and sits next to Greed. Who is still seated like a hooligan.]

Is that so? I suppose we'll see during the course of the war.

[Time to fold her pizza so that all the grease drops toward the crust and onto the plate while she cautiously bites the cheesy tip.]

[avaricious]

[She's talking war, but he's jut watching her eat the pizza and grimacing. Man, this girl is hopeless...]

Really? That's how you're going to eat it? Don't tell me you're worried about your figure.

[erbe]

I can eat pizza any damn way I want, and you're not going to tell me it's wrong. Besides, it's not about my figure.

[She mumbles something that sounds like she might be worried about acne. Rin doesn't much have to worry about her figure because she actually works out. Tonight he'll find she actually does push ups before bed.]

[avaricious]

Oh, it's wrong. Totally missing the point.

[But hey. If she wants to ruin this ridiculously expensive pizza that she couldn't even afford it by eating it like a weirdo, then who was he to stop her? She'd probably just waste another command seal.]

[erbe]

There's no missing the point to pizza. The only point to pizza is to eat it!

[This isn't very lady like, but she's up to her ears in frustration with him. So Rin kicks at his foot.]

[avaricious]

Ow! What the hell was that for!?

[Okay he was a Servant so that didn't actually hurt. But instinct was still a pretty heavy influence on him. And that was a dick move on her part! He even pulled up his foot to shield it from her.]

[erbe]

What do you think it's for? You're trying to police how I eat.

[She tucks her legs under her chair now that she has already landed a blow.]

[avaricious]

Hey, I'm just trying to help you live a little. Who knows? This could be your last week on Earth.

[He's a great motivational speaker, really. If there's anything that's a solid idea, it's telling your partner and anchor that they'll probably die in the war.]

[erbe]

Don't be so morbid, Saber. [oops] I fully intend on surviving this war, and you should too. Why let yourself get sloppy just because you might die? It might actually lead to you dying.

[She already seems to have forgotten his request to be called his name when they're in private.]

[avaricious]

[He scowls.]

It's Greed! It's not that hard. [Being called Saber is just plain annoying. He doesn't even have a sword.]

[erbe]

It's also not that hard to shut your mouth, but you insist on using it anyway.

[Okay, look. Rin usually isn't so snippy, but when she's in a mood it's difficult to get out of it. She also probably shouldn't be verbally attacking her servant, but she's still much too sore to get over it and be friendly in the face of annoyance.

She delicately eats the rest of her pizza. Her attitude might not be cute, but that doesn't mean her table manners have to suffer for it.]

[avaricious]

I'm blessed with a beautiful tongue. I'd be depriving the world if I stopped using it.

[Forget Greed. He should be called Vanity instead. Which he somehow manages even when it's not his original body.]

[erbe]

Over use could dull anything sharp. Maybe you should speak sparingly.

[If she can't kick him physically she'll make her jabs verbal.]

[avaricious]

Oh, really? Is that why you keep your wits on standby all the time?

[He could kick physically... probably. But he wouldn't like it. This, however, is completely fair game.]

[erbe]

[She frowns, but doesn't break into an outburst. Turn about is fair play, and she'll simply have to best him.]

It's actually out of courtesy to you. You said you don't like to fight women, so I hold back on account of your severe handicap.