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

[bloodings]

[ 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. ]

[erbe]

[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.

[bloodings]

... 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.

[erbe]

Are you saying I can't like them all? That's pretty narrow minded. A magus with my potential shouldn't limit herself.

[She's allowed to like all the things! She just can't share those likes with normal people because they're filthy plebeians outsiders shouldn't be involved with magi! But Modred — a Servant — is different. Mordred won't be here forever, so saying such things won't have any long-term repercussions.]

[bloodings]

I'm saying you should focus on more important things.

[ And not stuff that makes her feel weird. She's never been embarrassed — angry, humiliated, but never something so simultaneously frustrating and strangely nice. Not in life, anyway. ]

Y... yours is nice too, I guess. I don't really know about this stuff.

[erbe]

You guess? Well, do you like it or not?

[This isn't rocket surgery, Mordred. It's very simple. Even a peanut brain like you can understand.]

[bloodings]

[ Excuse you, her brain is half a peanut. ]

Don't ask so brazenly! [ She's just buying time now... but she already knows her answer. ] Tch, fine... it's nice, even if you always look like you're plotting something. Satisfied?

[erbe]

Coming from you that almost sounds like a real compliment! Thank you, Saber.

[Okay now she might be laying it on thick, but it's not far from the truth. Rin returns to eating her own omelette now.]

[bloodings]

[ God, she's so easily baited... Mordred's face turns even redder somehow. ]

"Almost"? Idiot, it was a real compliment! Don't take it for granted! [ She leans across the table to try and tug at Rin's cheek. ]

[erbe]

[Rin can't help but laugh when Mordred freaks out like that. What she doesn't see is that sort of reaction is exactly the response she's prone to giving. Oh, well. No one ever said Tohsaka was completely self aware.

When Mordred reaches out to grab Rin's cheek the Master drops her fork onto her plate, and catches Mordred's wrist. Rin then nuzzles her cheek into her Servant's hand making her cup that cheek more than pinch it. Once that's a success she looks over the table with a partially lidded gaze.]

Say it again. Maybe I'll be able to hear the compliment this time.

[FUCK SHE CAN'T HELP HERSELF. She's such a tease.]

[bloodings]

You... you!

[ She can cut through dozens of soldiers at once in battle, but Rin is beating her down through the softest of gestures. Actually, maybe that's the problem. If she went any further, Mordred would see it as mocking — and get suitably mad — but it's just subtle enough that she finds herself enjoying it. Secretly. ]

... Forget it. Be satisfied with what you have, greedy Master. [ As she talks, her hand is stroking Rin's cheek, almost absentmindedly. When she notices, she scowls and drops it immediately. ] Hmph.

[erbe]

I refuse.

[Her voice is soft, and her gaze drops down to her plate. Rin's smile softens, and it seems her teasing is letting up just a bit. Gently Tohsaka releases Mordred's hand so her Servant can have it back.]

I refuse to be satisfied with anything until we reach the Grail. Together we'll get your wish, Saber.

[bloodings]

Ah, jeez...

[ Mordred stares at her hand a moment. Then, she spears a piece of Rin's omelette, and brings it to... her own mouth. Of course. ]

I still can't tell if you're trying to screw with me or not. [ She's pretty sure the answer is "not". But she's spent so long pushing everyone away that it's hard to see anything else. ] But a promise is a big deal to a knight. If you really mean that... I'll protect you to the end, Master. As your knight and Servant.

[ Said with a mouthful of food, which lowers the impact a little. But after she's swallowed, she takes Rin's hand and brings the back of it up to her lips, kissing it gently. ]

1/2

[erbe]

[The kiss to the back of her hand catches Tohsaka off guard. A rosy color dusts her cheeks as her eyes watch wide stupefied and filled with confusion.]

[erbe]

[Her knight?! Who asked Mordred to be her knight!? She didn't! What got that in her head? Was it the teasing? Was teasing her a mistake? How — how —

How romantic. To be kissed on the back of the hand like a lady from tales of old. From when magic flourished and was closer to real miracles than what magi can achieve today. From when heroes saved the weak and protected those who couldn't do so themselves... It's almost like a dream. A dream that Rin never thought would make her heart flutter this much. Her free hand lifts to try and hide the way her face turns a deeper red.]

O—of course. And... and as your Mast I will support you in anyway I can. Please trust and rely on me for assistance, my Saber.

[bloodings]

Your knight.

[ She says it casually at first, too busy stealing another bite of omelette to notice Rin's blush. Mid-chew, she glances over at her Master, and her eyes widen. That's... a darker shade than she's seen before. ]

O-oi... you're turning red, Master. Is everything okay? You're not choking, are you? [ She tries to reach around and slap Rin on the back, but she's too short, so it just looks stupid as her fingers stretch out. ]

[erbe]

H—have my omelette, I'm done!

[Rin nervously shoves her plate across the table at Mordred. Afterwards she stands from the table and hurries to leave.]

[bloodings]

[ Mordred watches her go... should she do something?



...




Sits and eats her food instead. ]

[erbe]

[Rin is going to stay in bed for literally the rest of the day. She's going to cuddle up with some books about magic and take some naps to replenish mana.]