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Arash

Shinto Town, Café Oasis


Arash gave a small smile at the young lady who was addressing him. Now he understood why his Master had been talking about young women before. It seemed that restaurants in this era used physically attractive employees in order to bait customers into ordering food and drink.

Truly, the modern era was a thing to behold.

However, when she asked for his name, Arash knew better than to actually give out his true name. Doing so would be the height of foolishness, even if this young lady wasn't hostile to him. With a lightly amused smile, Arash gave out a sort of alias he thought up on the spot. "My name is Aism Muzayaf, miss." His response was polite and welcoming, but not flirtatious in any manner. This isn't to say that Arash didn't notice the possible flirt that had been aimed at him, except for the fact that that's exactly what was going on. He may have been an Archer recognized by the Gods themselves, but Arash was still Arash.

Seeing that his Master had the young lady - Ariadne, a Greek name originating from the daughter of King Minos, loved and abandoned by Theseus - and that new customers were slowly drifting their way into Oasis, Arash grabbed a few menus and started taking orders. While Arash was a little shaky during his first couple of orders, he did manage to adapt to his new position quite quickly by using his own quiet confidence, and liberal use of his A-Rank Clairvoyance.

Truly, Arash had Armaiti to thank for most of his success, as per usual.

@Breo @Reflection
Arash

Shinto Town, Café Oasis


Arash gazed down at the outfit his Master had given him in slight confusion, but began to get dressed with little more than a shrug. The clothes of the modern era were strange and foreign to Arash, and yet he managed to put them on without any sorts of trouble on his part. He suspected this was largely due to the influence of the Grail, which simply added more questions about the strange wish-granting device. Arash understood that the Grail gave Servants a sort of overview on the modern era, but it only seemed to go into greater detail on information which could directly impact the war. For example, Arash had no knowledge of the history of the nation he was in, and yet he did know the general layout of the specific city where the War would take place, Fuyuki (as well as it's name, apparently).

"I suppose any object such as the Grail would be difficult to understand," Arash thought as he finished dressing, tying a simple knot on the... apron, that was it, that composed his uniform. Arash looked down at his current outfit with a thoughtful look on his face. It seemed that his Master ran some sort of restaurant, a rare occurrence back when Arash still lived. To add to this, it seemed that the Grail didn't deem proper serving etiquette necessary for participation in the War.

"This is going to be a strange few days," Arash murmured to himself. He swiftly moved to follow his Master to the main area of the restaurant, Oasis, if the words on the apron were to be believed, just in time to see his Master open the door. Arash frowned at the strange sort of mask his Master had donned. It seemed to be a good model for how to act as a server (which was exactly what Arash needed at the moment), but Arash could sense a deeply embedded bitterness rise up in his Master alongside it. This feeling greatly contrasted with the easygoing aura his Master had given off not too long ago, and Arash wondered what could be the cause of such strong malice.

Nevertheless, Arash made to stand in the middle of the restaurant, hoping that he didn't look too uncomfortable.

@Breo @Reflection
Arash

Shinto Town, Café Oasis


As his Master left the room, Arash's brow furrowed in thought. His Master wasn't what he had expected from the information the Grail had given him (he had been expecting some sort of ruthless super-magus, so maybe that was his fault?), but perhaps that wasn't a bad thing. His Master didn't seem to have any great desire for the Grail either, so they were alike in that respect at least.

What's more, his Master wasn't immediately treating him as some hyped-up familiar (which Arash supposed he was now, from a certain point of view), but was genuinely trying to extend an invitation for mutual cooperation. That alone had already given Arash great hopes for his Master. But there was something that his Master had mentioned that confused Arash...

"Young girls? Uniform? What kind of things does my Master have in mind for me?" Arash thought. But regardless, there were more pressing issues than whatever unusual task his Master had for Arash. Namely, the exchanging of names. Arash knew that a Servant's name was their greatest weakness, and such a thing was even more true for him. If the other Servants were to learn about the limitations on his Noble Phantasm...

Arash shook away the thought, and began to follow his Master out of the room. "I must say Master, I'm surprised you didn't demand my name immediately upon summoning. From what I understand, a Servant's name is one of the most important aspects of the War. Then again," Arash gave off a slightly amused smile, "it doesn't look like you have any great interest in the War either."

@Breo
As soon as the arrow was released, Arash felt pure, blinding pain. The pain was all-encompassing, tearing away at his being and his will for what felt like an eternity, but in reality was only an instant. When the pain finally, mercifully ended, Arash was no more, his body scattered across the last battlefield he would ever grace. And yet, if anyone were able to find the distant location where his head had landed, they would find nothing less than a satisfied smile on his face.

A Hero's Awakening

Shinto Town, Café Oasis


When Arash opened his eyes yet again (a feat he never believed he'd be able to do again), he was initially confused. The last thing he could remember was taking that fateful shot, and a sudden case of instantaneous death. A fraction of a second later, the rest of his mind caught up, and he understood why he was here. A Holy Grail War, with the Heroes of old brought forth from their graves to battle once again.

Frankly, Arash was a little upset at the situation.

Arash understood that a Servant participating in the War was able to gain a wish should they win, but he had no desire for such a thing. Arash was no great King, he was no legendary warrior (at least, he didn't feel like one), he was just a simple soldier. And yet, the Grail saw fit to call him out. Still, there was no use crying over things he couldn't change.

Arash stood up from his kneeling position to look upon his summoner, his Master for the length of this Holy Grail War. They were a young man of Middle Eastern descent, and had a sort of distinct scent that Arash couldn't quite place (coffee, he would later learn). Arash could sense a deep sense of frustration emitting from his Master, but no great malice could be found. Arash stared down at his Master, and pressed his closed fist against his own breastplate in a salute.

"I am Servant Archer, Knight of the Bow. I ask of you, are you my Master?"
I mean, magic is cool. And I'd be interested in seeing the Fairy Tail magic and guild systems portrayed in a more serious manner, rather than just using "Power of Friendship" to win every fight. I'd be interested if you'll have me.
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Is it okay if my Master and Servant aren't paired up with one another? The ideas I have won't really work well together.


Got room for another? I was thinking of playing good ol' Arash.
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