Loyalty. What is loyalty, anyway? Is it the willingness to stay faithful to a specific cause or individual? A term used to keep the weaker-willed in line? How about a byproduct of such fluctuating notions such as justice, good, or even evil? One could even claim it's a 'promise' to trust. One cannot say for certain what loyalty is, except this: Loyalty is almost never true, as people are not true themselves. A human is made of lies, lies that are only revealed when one cannot hide them any longer, or benefit from them. Lies that make up their core. Lies they've held on to since birth. Lies that have since become truths. And, of course, lies that are disguised as friendships. Whatever the lie may be, you can't mistake it for anything other than human nature. Selfishness is another core trait of any normal human being and it is from that core that the fruit of lie comes to fruition. People desire things no matter the cost, and more often than not, a person has no troubles pushing that 'price' onto another. It range from any severity. Anything from purchasing the last copy of a video game or movie, all the way to taking the last of the water or food in a serious disaster. It does not matter, nor should one look down on another because they did it. Again... ...it's human nature. .......... ....... .... Unfortunately, absolutely none of that would matter to Yamato Shirou, who was a much simpler person than that. The man had certainly never really thought too hard on 'what loyalty was' or 'is it even real?'. No, he didn't question loyalty, for he did not feel any form of loyalty to anybody but his one true friend in the world. That, and his loyalty to the female body. Yes, that was his only other loyalty, although [i]some[/i] would insult it's integrity. How dare they. Oh, but I digress. Basically, someone had the audacity to push him! Yes, push him! What a bitch. He caught but a brief moment, a flash a brunette as a woman darted past him as if she'd just seen a ghost or killed someone, and she was much too quick for him to bother stopping. Instead of wasting effort chasing her down, he checked to make she wasn't just a pickpocket, and when he found his wallet in his pocket along with everything in it, he sighed and continued walking the other way. It was getting far too late for him to do anything, so he ought to head home for the night. ----------------------------------- The first thing Keiji had become aware of once he had landed, or rather, 'returned' to the Living World would've been quite astounding had it not also been entertaining as well. The shouts, no, the demands of a Living had started no sooner than he had appeared, so swift in fact that he wasn't quite sure how he felt he should respond. The girl was annoying, at least, she sounded quite annoying, demanding an answer from someone she'd just met. But, at least that meant she wasn't some weak-willed runt who cowered at the very sight of another being. Perhaps he had found someone with which he could contract? "Rude. I recall it being common courtesy to give one's name before demanding it of another." he replied, an unhidden tone of contempt lacing his words and a narrowed set of eyes to go with it. "But if you [i]must[/i] know, I am called Keiji." As he glanced into her eyes, he saw something in them. A fire, if one would. And this fire evoked a small smile from Keiji. "Say, woman... would you be interested in obtaining power?"