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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what the actual fuck i never got this notif!!! I had to get elphelt's tag to see it D8 !!!

[erbe]

For now all I can say is that you're a Saber and are agreeable to the same terms I am. I'll make my true verdict after we have our first fight.

[But... knowing that they agree on not getting any innocents hurt makes her smile a little. She truly lucked out in getting a servant that won't force her to turn a cold shoulder when it comes to something like that. Rin always strove the be the detached person being a mage requires of her, but her heart is a little too big to commit to it entirely.

As they wait at a crosswalk the smell of a street vendor wafts over to them. The savory smell of takoyaki catches the attention of more than one person standing with them at that corner.]

el's cockblocking...

[bloodings]

[ And far be it from Mordred to ignore something so wonderful. Her nostrils flare — and, without even asking, she grabs Rin's forearm (at least take her hand... smh) and starts pulling her over there. ]

Master. Buy me food. [ No "please". ] I want to know what people in this era eat. It'll make things easier on you, too.

[ Since she can get a tiny, tiny bit of mana from food. Not worth it tho. ]

[erbe]

What?! No! We're going to get lunch after we see the Ryuudou Temple! You don't need to eat now.

[Rin does her best to try and stand her ground. Mordred still moves her, but the soles of Rin's shoes scrape against the sidewalk as she pulls her.]

[bloodings]

I can eat after that, too! The more, the better!

[ Her logic is flawless, sort of. And if Rin keeps fighting it, she's going to look weird as hell getting dragged down the street by a girl even shorter than she is. ]

I want at least five. No, maybe six? [ She makes a thoughtful face. ] What do you think?

[erbe]

[Finally Rin just rushes Mordred. She steps ahead of her, and grabs the young woman's face in her hands — cupping her cheeks.]

Listen to me! I can't. We don't have the money to do both. Do you know how much your jacket cost?

[bloodings]

[ Okay, that— is one of the few things that could actually get her to stop. In an instant, she forgets all about the food and just turns bright red. ]

W-w-w-what the hell are you doing? Don't just touch my face, or I'll bust your teeth in! [ Someone's flustered. Rin may have discovered the secret to getting Mordred to do things. ]

[erbe]

[Rin pats her hands on Mordred's cheeks twice before grabbing her wrist and walking her back to the crosswalk. Once there the light turns and allows them to keep walking without pause.]

I'll get you some at lunch, but don't expect a feast. I would rather you take my mana than break my bank.

[bloodings]

[ DON'T PAT HER CHEEKS BE SCARED OF HER?? She's scary!! Scary and... just kind of obediently following Rin with some quiet grumbling. ]

Jeez... well, you did buy this outfit, so I'll give you a pass. [ How generous. She still looks like she's pouting a little, though. ] And you do have a lot of spare mana. I guess I can do whatever I want without worrying too much.

[ She mostly just means staying materialized all the time, but that sure sounds ominous. ]

[erbe]

[Mordred's threats against her currently hold little weight, as does her small stature. Ever since they resolved the first time the Servant had tried to kill her, she's pretty much taken all threats in stride.

Rin doesn't respond too much while leading Mordred along. For now she tries to keep the conversation focused and clinical which probably bores Mordred, but at least she points out strategic areas and landmarks.]

[bloodings]

[ It's... well, it is somewhat boring. But the strange thing is, she actually does seem to listen. She doesn't say much, but she makes a thoughtful noise whenever Rin points out anywhere interesting. Even if she didn't give a damn about anyone in it, Mordred did lead her own army at one point — she isn't terrible at this when she has to be.

Eventually, though, her stomach interrupts them to rumble, loudly. ]

Ah. I guess that's that. [ She smirks. ] We're done with strategy for today, Master. It's time for lunch. Then you can rest before we go out again tonight.

[erbe]

[Oh. That's when Rin finally lets go of Mordred's wrist. A small bit of color reaches Rin's cheeks, but she's quick to hide it by continuing to step ahead.]

There's a small restaurant not far from here. It's not expensive, and they're pretty generous with their portions.

[bloodings]

Good. As a Servant and a king, I expect nothing but the best.

[ And quantity > quality, in her eyes. Blame having to deal with Gawain for so long. ]

After that, tell me more about yourself, Master. It's easier to bond over food. [ ... She pulled that out of her ass, yeah. She's barely bonded with anyone in her life. ] Even if it's temporary, we're partners for now. I want to know about you.

[erbe]

I'm not sure what kind of things you want to know.

[Rin's never been good about sharing about herself since a magus needs to be so isolated. When the restaurant comes in view Rin points it out. Looks like a small Ramen shop with a frying station for takoyaki.]

[bloodings]

What kind of person you are. I know about your wish [ or lack thereof ], but that's not enough. Things like... your favourite animal, or if you've ever used a sword.

[ What in the fuck do those have to do with each other? Nothing. Casually, she adds: ]

Ah, and whatever you're thinking about ordering, double it. [ Miserly Master >:V ]

[erbe]

Is learning about me important, or do you just want to know? We might not even be partners for very long.

[Rin orders a couple's special and then some extra sides for Mordred. She'll get cheap extra stuff like miso soup and extra rice. Though Rin also orders an appetizer of gyoza which she hopes to enjoy. Mordred better not eat ALL the food.

Once they've been seated and have their order in, Rin pulls out a napkin to place delicately in her lap.]

[bloodings]

[ Mordred's going to eat all the food. ]

I just want to know. Is there a problem with that?

[ She looks pouty at even being asked. Don't make her admit she kind of gives a shit already. ]

[erbe]

No.

[Rin tucks a lock of hair behind her ear as the waitress sets down tea in front of them both for now.]

My favorite color is red, my hobbies include polishing jewels and learning magic. I do well in school, and keep my personal life out of school non-existent so it's easier to be a mage. Aside from that is anything else?

[bloodings]

[ At least this time, Mordred doesn't burn her fool mouth drinking the tea too fast. She leans back in her chair like a delinquent with one arm slung over the back. ]

All of that sounds boring. Don't you do anything fun? [ Don't just judge people's lives like that?? ] No wonder you're so weird.

[erbe]

Are you kidding me? Polishing jewels is fun. Seeing something dull and lifeless shine brighter and look even more brilliant than before because of the work you put into it is great! And learning is incredibly satisfying. You've probably never used magic, but to be able to perfect an incredibly difficult spell and pull it off is thrilling. Accomplishment is exciting.

[It's the biggest thing her father would give her praise for. Even now she endeavors and struggles to become better in his memory. Though she does miss being praised for her triumphs.]

[bloodings]

Of course I've never used magic. I dislike magi as a rule.

[ Which is purely because of her mother — and Merlin, to an extent, though he was more troublesome than anything else. Still, some of Rin's enthusiasm seems to get through to her, and she makes a noise of acknowledgement. ]

But I can agree about accomplishing things. Though in my case, it'd be more about killing a strong opponent. [ She takes a sip of her tea, sets it back down on the table. ] ... I shouldn't have to ask, but you've done that too, right? [ Killed people. Mordred might not want to get innocents involved, but Masters are another matter. ]

[erbe]

[Immediately her enthusiasm disappears. Rin's expression turns solemn, and her eyes avoid Mordred's.]

I have not.

[An honest answer. Excuses would make her sound weak. In all honesty she doesn't want the blood of others on her hands. She'd rather take on the near insurmountable task of simply getting rid of all the servants.]

[bloodings]

[ She immediately groans, loudly. ]

Great. Of course I'd get such an inexperienced Master. [ That D-rank luck at work. ] ... Well, it's not a complete loss. We're compatible in other ways.

[ Avoiding civilians, Rin's wish not contradicting her own... it could be worse. But she does still have an important question. ]

But if another Master attacks, tell me you're at least prepared to defend yourself. My job is to fight the other Servants, not worry about my idiot Master laying down to die.

[erbe]

Yes. These days self defense is absolute essential for magi. Spending all my money on gems wasn't because they looked pretty, moron. It's because expensive jewels can store large amounts of mana. I've been siphoning mana into them for ten years. I told you. I'm prepared.

[And just to get her to shut up, Rin stuffs a pan fried dumpling in Mordred's face.]

[bloodings]

Wh—

[ She likes food but don't just stuff it in her mouth... the fuck. With a grumpy expression, she chews, swallows, then scowls deeper. ]

I'll believe it when I see it. [ What an immature Master... thinks Mordred, the most mature person on the planet. ] And don't call me a moron, moron. You're the one who hasn't been in a war before.

[erbe]

And how is that supposed to be my fault, idiot?

[She's about to go into more detail on how Mordred is a complete dickbag, but the food arriving cuts her off. Two large bowls of ramen are set in front of them along with a plate of takoyaki balls that is set in the middle. Mordred gets a hefty bowl of rice, and a smaller bowl of miso soup.]