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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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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!

[BOPS MORDRED ON THE NOSE WITH THE SPATULA]

Pulling on a young woman's hair is not kingly! I've never heard of a king that does that!

[ OW?? ]

Oi—! What are you, a kid? Knock it off! [ Mordred you started it. ]

You knock it off first. Isn't the king supposed to be the bigger man?

[Whatever. She starts cutting and folding the omelettes.]

Quit acting like you know everything.

[ She's just annoyed because she knows her father would never be this petty... and yet here she is. With a hmph, she kicks her legs through the air again. ]

Is it ready yet? Hurry up. [ Someone's grumpy. ]

I'm just asking questions. You're the one not answering them right.

[Tohsaka huffs in return, but she does get back to the omelettes. After flipping them she allows the fluffy bundle of egg and vegetable cook just a little more to be safe. After that she's quick to plate them and set those plates on the table. Rin's sure to bring out the ketchup just in case Mordred wants any. She drizzles a little on her own. Sometimes when she's alone she'll do pictures, but... no, not in front of company.]

Hmph.

[ Draw a dick on it... coward. ]

You're no cook... but your meals are acceptable. [ Her rudeness is undermined by the look of delight on her face while she eats. ] I could tolerate a lifetime of this. Perhaps that should be your wish for the Holy Grail.

[ To feed Mordred. Yeah. ]

[Excuse you, if any magus ever is going to be drawing dicks it's Merlin who isn't here right now.]

I would never wish to be someone else's cook. But I wouldn't mind having the ability to share my time with a partner.

[Slowly her fork cuts into the fluffy eggs. Steam quickly rises from the center as the tines of her flatware slice into the omelette. Gently she'll purse her lips and use her breath to cool the morsel before eating some herself. Rin's eyes make note of how Mordred scarfs down her food with a pleasant expression. Ah, what an unruly Servant.]

[ CHOKES ] Don't use that word, dummy!

[ They're partners in this battle, but Rin obviously meant it differently, and that flusters her to think about... even if there's no way Rin was referring to her. Still.

Mordred stares across the table, then suddenly blurts: ]

Feed me. [ It's a demand, but her face is still bright red. ]

[At first she's surprised. A little stunned. Then she's irritated. Being bossed around like that—!

Ah, but Mordred's face... It gives everything away. The color, the way her brows pinch and her lips quiver tell her all she needs to know. Rin licks the tines of her fork thoroughly before slicing into Mordred's omelette, stabbing the removed piece, and lifting it up to the Servant's mouth.]

Would you have others feed you as king?

Of course not.

[ It's not appropriate. So... why is she doing it now? She swallows around the fork, her cheeks only reddening more, and stares at Rin for a moment.

Then she drops her eyes to the food again, and ruins it. ]

You were supposed to feed me yours, dummy.

Oh, so you're asking this as my partner, and not as king?

[Rin slices another piece of Mordred's omelette, but this time she brings it to her plate to smear around in the ketchup. Rin eats it, but if Mordred begins to protest she'll slice a piece of her own ketchup=covered eggs and present it before Mordred's mouth.]

Say, "ah."

That's not what I meant either!

[ ... She has no idea what she did mean, but it wasn't that. Mordred scowls right up until the fork reaches her mouth, then lets out a huff. ]

I'm not a kid. [ Not that her mother or father ever did this with her. She closes her eyes, then, almost shyly, opens her mouth again. ] Do it already.

[Rin smiles, and stifles a laugh. Slowly she rests the morsel on Mordred's tongue, and when her mouth closes around it Tohsaka pulls away just as slow. Purposefully she drags the tines along Mordred's lower lip bringing attention there. What a troublesome mouth. It's a wonder her lips still seem so soft...]

You're welcome, my Saber.

[ Immediately, Mordred sputters so hard she nearly chokes on the food. ]

D-d-d-d-d-don't say it like that! [ Like what? ] "My" Saber? Well, I guess I am your Saber, but it still sounds weird... Ah, dammit, are you just screwing with me? You are, aren't you? Idiot Master! Go make more food!

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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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