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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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[ 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!

You're not happy with the food I made you? Even as I fed you?

[She plays at being hurt that Mordred doesn't appreciate it, but truly she's soaking in the flustered reaction like a plant soaks in rays of the sun.]

Shut up!

[ Mordred's way too stupid to realize Rin is enjoying this. If she did, she might calm herself down instead of acting like a fool. ]

On top of that, I want junk food! Snacks! Buy it for me next time!

[Okay, okay! She can't help it anymore! When Mordred makes an outburst like that how is she supposed to hold it in? Tohsaka doubles over, and drops the fork on her plate. Then she begins to overflow with boisterous laughter and giggles.]

It's not funny!

[ She huffs, embarrassed... but the more Rin laughs, the more contagious it is. First Mordred's scowl fades into a frown, then it disappears altogether, then she finds herself laughing as well. ]

... Okay, I guess it is kinda funny. You're so weird... [ She's grinning by this point, so it obviously isn't an insult. ]

[Eventually she's laughing so much her cheeks hurt, so slowly she tries to let her laughter fade away. In the end she still can't help grinning.]

You know, Saber? You can have a pretty nice smile sometimes.

[ Immediately, her smile vanishes. Not to be contrary — but because she's flustered again. ]

Wh... what's that got to do with anything? [ She touches her own mouth in confusion, like it might hold the answer to her question. Obviously she just looks like an idiot. ]

[Rin raises her hand and gives Mordred a dismissive wave.]

Don't put too much thought into it. I just saw it, and thought I liked it.

... That's a foolish thought.

[ She lowers her hand, though she still looks embarrassed. ]

Strength, power... those are what matters. Those are the things you should like.

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