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.]

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[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.

[avaricious]

That's a fair point. [He leans back a little, holding onto the back of the chair to support his weight.] But you're not really a woman. Not yet.

[erbe]

[With a small 'hmph' she turns her nose up at him.]

Is that so?

[She assumes it's her age that sets her apart despite only being three years away from being considered an adult in Japan. Is 17 really that young? Now that Rin is thinking about it, he doesn't look too much older than she. Her curiosity gets the best of her. Rin scoots in close to Greed, and leans toward him to get a better look at his face.]

[avaricious]

Meh? What the hell are you doing?

[He leans away a bit, not entirely sure what she's doing. Is this some kind of mage shit?]

[erbe]

Trying to figure out how old you are. Sit still.

[Rin's hand thrusts out to grab him by the leg so he can't get too far away from her.]

[avaricious]

[He doesn't quite give in, but he doesn't try pulling away anymore. Instead he snorts in amusement.]

Well good luck with that. Guess all you want, but this isn't actually my original body. You might have noticed, I don't exactly look Amestrian.

[erbe]

[Rin's frown deepens. Her hand reaches out and pinches his cheek before tugging it.]

Well this body looks my age. If this isn't your body I bet you're ancient.

[avaricious]

[He just sort of... accepts this. His skin is pretty youthful, so it pinches easily. But he's not happy about it at all.]

If you must know, my old body was pushing two hundred years old.

[So yeah. Ancient.]

[erbe]

[That gives Rin a laugh, and she drops her hold on his cheek.]

Two hundred? Jeez, you must have really been falling apart at the seams. Or at least getting a bit crusty.

[avaricious]

[He smirks and tilts his hand, showing off the tattoo that's on his back hand. It actually wouldn't be hard to mistake it for command seals.]

Hardly. I was a Homonculus. That means I didn't age a single day. And if I manage to stick around in this world, I'll be giving a repeat performance.

[erbe]

[Oh, would you look at that. Rin's not very familiar with Greed's legend, so it quickly piques her interest. She takes his hand in hers and carefully rubs her thumbs over the the tattoo. It looks incredibly similar to her command seal because of the circular nature of them both.]

Well, at least your name is apt.

[avaricious]

[He kind of just stares at her, a mixture of amusement and irritation that doesn't quite settle well. It's a good thing she's cute or this would be really off putting.]

Personal space isn't really a thing for you, is it?

[erbe]

Normally? Yes. But we're connected, aren't we? And it's just your hand.

[Nothing mentioned of how she grabbed his leg or tugged his cheek. But if he's gonna be upset she'll just let his hand go, and stand up from the table. She didn't get to finish her pizza, but that's fine.]

[avaricious]

[He stands up too, since it seems like it's time to move on. They're connected, after all. It means a lot of following.]

So can I assume that works both ways?

[erbe]

Sure, if you promise not to rip off or break anything.

[She holds her hand out to him like nobility would to get their ring kissed.]