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And as I roll around in many indecipherable tumultuous emotions, have a go at my independent Loki if you wish.

the—gilgamesh:

He gave another haughty laugh, yes, this was how she was. Always on the defense when against him but never showing fear to shoot her mouth away. He’ll have to teach her a lesson in manners soon if she wished to survive. So he merely shrugged off Saber’s words as if it was nothing, nothing will be gained if he starts a verbal battle with her. 

They were both stubborn kings after all, both unable to be moved from their ideals of how a king should be and act. Though of course Saber’s ideal would only lead her to her beautiful despair which Gilgamesh still wish to see first hand, oh if only Rider was here so he can see the old man lecture the King of Knights once more. 

“You must be misunderstanding, Saber. It was a joke,” He laughed once more as his grin never left him. “I see that you’re just as serious as ever,” He gave a sad sigh, pity that she didn’t get that he was being sarcastic towards the topic. He doesn’t care about the Holy Grail, anybody can tell that he didn’t care but he fought anyway because that was what he was summoned for. 

“I’m not here to grace my presence for meaningless fighting, so ease yourself, King of Knights.” 

Alas, to be sermonized by another Legend was nothing short of appeasing. A lion’s pride wounded by a deprecating bark at the ideals whom were long thought to be quintessential; it was enough to degenerate the conviction of a martyr. His haughty and jovial laugh did not escape Saber’s notice—he was the same as ever. Aloof, egocentric, perhaps narcissistic. With pursed lips did she peruse Archer—what exactly had he found so amusing?

His indifference towards the war riled her anger. Had he thought this battle as nothing but amusement?

“It is no time to be jesting, Archer,” she embittered, grimacing. Had this man nothing better to do but to quip like a simpleton in the midst of war? Ah, how she wished to strike this pompous fool. Surely they were both Kings; Kings far beyond their years with Legends carved, inked: forever marked in history. But oh yes, they were very different. Two dissimilar sovereigns whose approach in ruling were complete opposite.

Her oath of honour as a Knight did not allow her to strike before an ‘unarmed’ man, and the pride which she took as a Knight halted her ever… marvelous thoughts.

“What is your purpose?” She queried, an eyebrow risen quizzically. “If battle is not what you seek, surely you’ve an ulterior motive.”

Her stance had not changed nor eased at the slightest. Words carry false intentions; she was not easily fooled.

the—gilgamesh:

arthurus started following you

Incoming Saber number 4, of course  Gilgamesh already had his eyes on number 3, but it doesn’t hurt to try to take all the Sabers under him, does it? The golden man couldn’t help but grinned as he approached the Knight. “Saber, huh? Are you trying to create an army against me?” Army or not, he was very pleased. Many Sabers and no Shirou in sight. Perhaps this place was paradise after all.

Hues of chartreuse dwindled upon the familiar silhouette, as the spark of recognition and pure repugnance etched between their verdant depths. If it were possible for a chagrin to further crease in its creation, the frown upon the xanthous knight’s visage was primitive to discern such an expression. Once squared shoulders stiffened remarkably at the presence of the other Eirei; scrutiny, never ceased.

“How unsightly of you, King of Heroes,” she countered, voice laced with a condensed tone of sedateness. It was true the blue Knight held bitter contempt for the Golden Servant; their last several encounters were not… to say the least, gratifying. “To assume such a fallacy. Us Heroic Spirits are required to work with our allies and masters; to rally innocent souls for an insignificant debater such as yourself is not worth anyone’s time.”

Her petite yet built chassis shifted defensively; it would not bode well on her own psyche if she were caught off guard.

Once again I butcher my primitive schedules with balancing a rather hectic High School Life, juggling of RP accounts (Nero, the Doctor, MFRPs), and life in general. I would apologize once again but I realize that perhaps my apologies have become incredibly redundant. I only hope you do forgive me for lack of presence thereof. I have a three day weekend this week; hopefully I can use the time I’ve been given to reply and to start making starters/prompts for you all.

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steadysword asked: My lady.

“… And who may you be? It appears as if I do not recognize you.”

eiyuu-ou asked: hey i just met you
and this is crazy
but you're my possession
so marry me maybe

NO, KING OF HEROES. THE ANSWER SHALL ALWAYS BE NO!!!!!

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