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

[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.]