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Eins

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.]

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[ Mordred sets her down — not roughly, but probably not as gently as Rin would like. But that's just how she is.

And, in an exchange for a moment ago, she ruffles Rin's hair with her hand. You know, the complete opposite of what Rin was doing for her. ]

Just worry about yourself, Master. You got pretty beat up back there.

[Oof! She has to catch her breath a little after being so manhandled! Okay, no. Rin can take it, but her expression reads that she's definitely not impressed for a handful of seconds. However that doesn't last long. When Mordred tousles Rin's hair she yelps, and reaches outward to try and stop it.]

H—hey... It's my responsibility to take care of those things for you, isn't it? I won't have my status as Master ignored.

[She has plenty of mana. Mordred might be voracious and a serious drain — especially with that Noble Phantasm — but the wounds on her and her servant aren't severe.]

So it's a matter of pride, huh? [ Mordred laughs and pulls her hand back. ] Very well. I'll let you perform your duties as my Master.

[ She dematerializes the rest of her armour, and stretches out in front of the couch. The injuries she took have mostly healed, save for a few scratches still repairing themselves with mana. ]

For someone without a wish, you sure are determined. I guess you really do want to win this.

[Leaning forward, and obviously doing so to favor her injured ankle. Her arms reach out, and Tohsaka's fingertips lightly swipe the areas where Mordred's scratches still remain. The injuries are so small she can use a bit of wordless magic by just increasing the mana flow to those areas in particular. Once her Servant is as good as new she smiles again.]

And with you as my Servant we'll go far, but let's not jinx ourselves.

Of course we will. We'll go right to the end!

[ What was that about not jinxing them... she holds up a fist in triumph. ]

It's a shame you live in this era, Master. It would be nice to have a magus who isn't just a troublemaker. [ Wait, that's too nice. ] Or maybe a court jester.

[Rin flicks one of those quickly healing scratches with her finger so it'll sting.]

A jester? Do you think so lowly of your Master, she who is currently healing your wounds?

Oi! [ Don't be a big baby, Mordred. She smacks Rin's hand away from her. ] It would have healed on its own anyway. Don't give yourself too much credit.

[ IT WOULD HAVE HEALED WITH RIN'S MANA... this is lost on her. ]

Whatever. It's not like I'll have any time to think of you after I make my wish.

[Hmph!! So that's how she's going to be! Rin pulls away from Mordred to instead focus on her own swollen and tender ankle. Though the fact that her Servant won't even think about her after this is over... It makes sense. It does, really. A logical conclusion she cannot argue with.

But it sounds a bit lonely, doesn't it?]

I suppose that seems right. We'll both move on, won't we?

That's just how it is. Once we get the Holy Grail, we'll probably forget all about each other. Having a wish granted is too big a deal to think about anyone else afterward.

[ Idly, she runs her hand over the cut Rin scratched back open. It's healing again now, but that's not the point. Would she really forget so easily? Even her own words don't seem to ring true. ]

... At least for me. Well, maybe you'll go mad with power after you win, and forget all about the knight who got you there. [ She grins a little. ] But I don't think you're that kind of person. You're too good for that, Master. [ Rin isn't a murderer like her. ]

[Tohsaka tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. It doesn't do much because she has so much it's almost like a curtain when she leans like this. But it does give Mordred a clear look at her face as she smiles warmly.]

You really think so, Saber? That's quite a compliment from you.

[ She blushes, because of course she does, and immediately glances away. ]

S... shut up! It wasn't a compliment. You're my Master, so it's important for me to understand your character. [ Nailed it. ] It doesn't matter even if you do forget. There's only one thing I care about, and it has nothing to do with this era.

[ The crown. Her father's acknowledgment. ]

As your Master I'll support you.

[With her ankle healed (the injury is all gone, but the tenderness and inflammation still lingers a little) Rin begins to stand. She's still favoring the one that was injured, but she can at least walk on her own now.]

Let's head to the kitchen. A victory deserves a meal.

Of course it does. A meal, and then a rest, and then another meal!

[ She's talking like an idiot to (poorly) hide the fact that she's blushing. The idea of someone supporting her... it's strange. Any lords that followed her against her father did so for their own purposes — Rin doesn't even have a wish for the Grail beyond her own victory, so her support is even weirder.

Best not to think about it too much. Which, fortunately, is easy for Mordred. ]

You helped, so you should eat too. [ Thanks... for your permission, Mordred. ] Armies function better on a full stomach. Even if it's just the two of us, the same thing applies.

...Hah. You're very easy to win over. You know that?

[Tohsaka laughs breathlessly, and leads the way. She doesn't have much in the house at the moment because the Grail War takes priority over grocery shopping, but she's sure there's something she can find to eat. It might not be a luxurious or large meal, but it'll hold them over until later tonight when she feels up to hitting the food market.]

No I'm not!

[ Is she just being contrary on purpose... yes. Always needing to be annoying (and feel taller), she pulls herself up onto the kitchen counter to sit. ]

And I don't need allies. But... I think even if you weren't my Master, I wouldn't mind working with you. I mean, I'm obviously superior, but you're not so bad. Even if you say stupid crap like "I'll support you."

[ Yeah, she's still stewing over that. Turns out not thinking about it didn't work. ]

Did you not like that, Saber? Because I think a king should at least have a court he trusts. If not isn't it a bit lonely to have a king who can't rely on anyone is?

[Rin checks the fridge, and finds dessert. Packaged cream puffs... she'll take those out as a post-meal tactic to shut Mordred up from not having enough meal in the first place. Tohsaka doesn't have the means of making a full lunch proper, but she can whip up some omelettes with vegetables. The eggs and said veggies are retrieved as she begins to prepare the food.]

[ Mordred shakes her head. ] My father had people he could rely on, but they didn't ease his loneliness at all. That's why I thought... no, it's nothing.

[ She kicks her heels back against the counter with a loud thud. Obviously it's still a loaded topic for her. ]

I rely on myself. That way, I can't be betrayed or disappointed. [ Like her father was. ] Humans are fickle creatures who only care about themselves. They'll cast away even a perfect king in an instant if it suits them. There's absolutely no way I can trust anyone who would do that.

Do you think that's the fate of a King? To be isolated like that?

[In a way the life of a magus is similar. Though a king should never be as underhanded or two faced as a magus is expected to be.

With a fork Rin whips the raw eggs in with some milk. Once everything looks like the same yellowy cream she begins to chop peppers and onions to add to it.]

[ She sighs. ] I don't know. I just know my father was.

[ And no other king is worth modelling herself on. She has to be better, but how do you improve on perfection? ]

A king that protects everyone. A king that everyone wishes for. That kind of thing... [ Is isolation just the natural result? ] Well, it's what I have to figure out. But that's my problem, not yours, Master.

No one person can protect everyone, don't you think? That kind of responsibility... it'll crush the life out of a person. Everything they've loved, what makes them happy and smile — a king like that would be someone who would have to abandon themselves for the sake of being flawless. I can't agree with living like that. Even if I... I admire where the sentiment comes from.

[With everything diced she drops the small bits of vegetables into the egg mixture. Tohsaka stirs it so she can at least try to have it evenly mixed before adding it to a hot, buttered pan. It sizzles, and the smell of cooked egg, pepper, and onion fill the immediate area.]

That's what he did. ... I don't particularly admire him, but both King Arthur and his rule were beautiful and perfect.

[ Objectively speaking. There's nothing he could have done to save more, protect more... but, of course, there still had to be sacrifices along the way. And those who fell foul of those sacrifices could never truly understand the reason. ]

But I don't know if I'm capable of the same thing. —Ah, I'm still going to surpass him, of course. I just have to do it my own way. Not being a tyrant, but not being so hard to understand... all while leading the country into prosperity like he did. I'm definitely the only one who can do it, don't you think?

[ 'I don't care what you say, but praise me anyway.' ]

I think you can. If you're honest and passionate about it.

[Be the opposite king of your Father, Mordred. Be true to yourself, and see where it takes you.

The onions mixed with red and green peppers in the eggs begin to cook down. The aroma wafts up from the pan, and fills their lungs. Tohsaka Reaches over Mordred's lap — her chest brushing the Servant's bare thighs — to get a spatula.]

[ Oh no. Mordred grabs the spatula first and swats the top of Rin's head with it. ]

Don't get so close. I just told you, I'm a king. [ And nobody would ever do that with her father... not that her father would dress like this, or sit like this, or— but that's not the point. ]

[Rin huffs, swipes the spatula, and smacks Mordred's bare thigh with it.]

Then act Kingly.

[ YANKS ON RIN'S HAIR ]

Everything I do is kingly! Just like everything you do is annoying!

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you always make me hungry reeee

gotta seduce the saberface with food porn

why do i have to suffer too

♥ ♥ ♥

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