[color=turquoise][h1][center] Talia Heigen-Schwertz [/center][/h1][/color]
[h2][center] Banquet of Kings, Homurahara Academy, Fuyuki City [/center][/h2]
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The manners of their host was appalling to Talia. Really, to so arrogantly proclaim himself ruler of both land and body.

How obscene, how lewd!

At this point the she visibly sputtered aloud, face aflame at such a shameless proclamation. Such was the degree of shock suffered that not a single word was spoken as Rider placed himself between her and the infuriatingly dashing host before them. 

Truly, a setback in her attempt to appear as the refined noble scion of her impeccable lineage. It was a blessing that no rival were around to see such a sight, lest she be further embarrassed. 

It was then, a rain of weaponry materialized in the sky, raining down death. 

Or at least, it attempted to. 

It was hard to tell when one was being smothered against the solid superstructure known as "Muscles Paradise". The thought was appreciated, the seriousness in which Rider took his duty was something to be commended. But with all the stimulation she had undergone this day, from the excitement felt in the opening of this wonderous event, to the indignation felt at this moment, all that could be parsed was a stream of incomprehensible babble.

And if one listened closely enough, they might even be able to make out a few words.

[color=Turquoise]"... Can't ... Breathe..."[/color]

[@Aoko Aozaki] [@Phonic] [@BB] [@Froppy] [@wug] [@ReallyDumb] [@Crusader Lord] [@Breo] [@Yankee] [@Reflection]

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[color=gold][h1][center] Gunnar Hámundarson [/center][/h1][/color]
[h2][center] Outside Homurahara Academy Gates, Fuyuki City [/center][/h2]
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As a deluge of javelins clashed against the collective power of several servants, outside the gates of Homurahara Academy stood a shining presence.

The very image of a knight in shining armor, complete with princess in his arms. Sparks flying from legendary deed clashing against legendary deeds seemed to only serve as a spotlight shining upon this beacon of virtue. Even now nothing seemed to deter his winning smile.

Whistling as he observed the damage, Lancer looked into the eyes of his master, still carried like a unsullied bride on their wedding day. 

[color=gold]"Looks like we made it just in time right master? There was no need to dwell on those dark fantasies so deeply."[/color]

Truthfully, though he would have liked to come much earlier, Lancer had a bad feeling about arriving too soon. As a result, instead he chose to arrive 'fashionably late'. Besides, it would seem that within this time period, a 'hero' arrived in times of crisis just like this. 

And Lancer was nothing if not a hero.

[color=gold]"Well we're plenty late enough by my reckoning. No need to keep everyone waiting even more."[/color]

Carrying his master in his arm through the gate and aisle of Homurahara Academy, a few feet before they reached the banquet proper, Lancer set his master down gently, like setting a lover down atop a bed.

Unspoken were words of encouragement. Through that unseen link that connected both Lancer and Tabethya Gunnar sent warm feelings to alleviate any worries, and a light admonishment against any such apprehensions. But most importantly, his own smile conveyed his supreme confidence in her. Stepping away, he went ahead and walked, heroically, towards the gathering.

A hero is a star composed of great renown and even greater deeds. A hero conquered fear and drove away harm. But most importantly...

A hero always bore the worries of people underneath them.

[@Aoko Aozaki] [@Phonic] [@BB] [@Froppy] [@wug] [@ReallyDumb] [@Crusader Lord] [@Breo] [@Yankee] [@Reflection]