@VitaVitaAR Not to sound nitpicky, but are servants supposed to even know the situation of the world? Because everyone else was rather confused, and Saber seems to have some sort of meta knowledge about it ...
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Athena
Athena's small body tensed up upon sighting the increasingly familiar figure of her own servant, as her hands ruffled Medea's skirt even more. Stupid servant. She had given her the order to stay there! She threw a pouty glare at her would-be protector. Her eyes narrowing so slightly, she let go of her prey with no fanfare at all, before stepping away from the other servant, not before giving her a longing stare. She was so beatiful, just like her own mother. Perhaps even more.
It was then when the little Master charged with all her might and kicked her own servant's shin. "Stupid Chuchu! You're a dumb doggy!" She said, her eyes watering so slightly. "Who are you calling a witch? Do you know she's my ancestor. The great grandmommy of the grandmommy of my grandmommy... You're insulting me too!" Athena's hands balled at her hips, as she stood in her tiptoes, like an angry cat.
"Apologize! OR I WONT SHARE CHOCOLATE WITH YOU ANYMORE" She demanded, crossing her arms. She was positively fuming.
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El Cid
El Cid stroke his beard once more, as he oversaw the situation. Most of the servants were more or less subdued, but some were licking up old wounds. Some had decided to go directly into savouring earthly pleasures again. El Cid sighed, as he did a very visible shrug, deciding to give up on making any kind of sense or authority in the scene.
"As you wish, Master. Knowledge is power as they say. If I may be so bold, may I request perusing some modern books? It seems like my knowledge of the situation could use a little more work." The ancient knight answered as he followed suit.
"Maybe a cup of wine...no, that's not right...a glass of wine would be nice too." He mumbled to himself as he followed Cecil.
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Waiting for Merlin :<
El Cid has a firesword.
His chance of such success within the roleplay is essentially nil. XD
Especially with his luck.
Don't worry, Athena will still consider him the most awesome piggy rider steed ever.
Nero smiled courteously as she looked to one side, her blue eyes meeting Gillian's for a second. "My, so eager to start, sir Gillian? I thought you were beyond chasing around maid skirts, but alas, you prove me wrong. Although the induction... well I suppose i should comply. You seem to know how to handle your...sword around." Nero giggled somewhat, before adressing Fanilly.
"It was an stupid conclusion to an stupid duel, yet both we chose to honor it. We thought that this outfit would be embarassing to someone of our...disposition. But given what my previous outfit was, I find this a welcome change." The eldest of the Sunfield siblings then spun around herself, flailing her skirt around as if to prove a point. "We never set a definite duration, but since you are my mistress now, you may choose to dismiss me anytime. In fact, if you don't want me as maid, it just means less work for me."
"I also did say I would join the roses, so if you want another knight... you know what to do, mistress." Nero added, a strange smirk forming in her face.
Clearing her throat, she looked at Tyaethe. "I understand your reticence, oh venerable lady. But rest assured that If I know the princess enough, she will be delighted." She chuckled so slightly. "See, us Sunfields have more than loyalty to the throne, in fact we both have a faint claim to the throne as it stands. We will never inherit that, but it grants us access to mingle with the royal family." Nero explained, her hand open.
"Sult happened to eat princess Eliabelle's 7th birthday cake in a bout of mischievousness... so there's been a grudge between these two as long as my grudge between her and I. Which I think it was due to me condemning the whole incident by denouncing my own sister." Nero finished, her eyes peeking.
"Besides, you probably should worry more about the mascot lady Delacroix brought yesterday. I never watched it leave."
"It was an stupid conclusion to an stupid duel, yet both we chose to honor it. We thought that this outfit would be embarassing to someone of our...disposition. But given what my previous outfit was, I find this a welcome change." The eldest of the Sunfield siblings then spun around herself, flailing her skirt around as if to prove a point. "We never set a definite duration, but since you are my mistress now, you may choose to dismiss me anytime. In fact, if you don't want me as maid, it just means less work for me."
"I also did say I would join the roses, so if you want another knight... you know what to do, mistress." Nero added, a strange smirk forming in her face.
Clearing her throat, she looked at Tyaethe. "I understand your reticence, oh venerable lady. But rest assured that If I know the princess enough, she will be delighted." She chuckled so slightly. "See, us Sunfields have more than loyalty to the throne, in fact we both have a faint claim to the throne as it stands. We will never inherit that, but it grants us access to mingle with the royal family." Nero explained, her hand open.
"Sult happened to eat princess Eliabelle's 7th birthday cake in a bout of mischievousness... so there's been a grudge between these two as long as my grudge between her and I. Which I think it was due to me condemning the whole incident by denouncing my own sister." Nero finished, her eyes peeking.
"Besides, you probably should worry more about the mascot lady Delacroix brought yesterday. I never watched it leave."
Still blocked on this particular rp. Sorry Ariamis.
Athena
Athena looked at the new arrival, her eyes wide. She fell back on her backside, after the usual fireworks. So much prana filled the air. Had she been successful? But what had she summoned exactly. It looked well, a young man. In a blue suit. With a red stick or something like that.
"You're not a doggy." was her initial reply, weak, and disoriented, to his own summoned's servants own words. "Ugh." she felt dizzy, and gripped her arm, as the command spell became embedded in her skin. Her eyes met his. And she grinned. "YOU ARE TEN TIMES COOLER. LIKE UM... A SUPER HERO. SUPER DOGGY!" Athena beamed at Cu Chuchulain, her smile returning. "Right! I'm glad i got someone as cool as you because Zebratech would spank me if i failed, yup yup!" She added in a fit of verbosity.
"But...Athena doesn't know much of fighting, so um... would you mind doing that in my stead, Lancer?" She said in a bashful stance, unable to face her servant.
And then people went noisy. More circles appeared. Athena stood there, back and forth. Her eyes bedazzled by the display. And then, something called her attention.
Witch of Colchis.
Medea.
As if sprung by an unknown force Athena raced towards the source of the discussion. "Hehe! Wait for me, just a second, okay?" She said to Lancer, with not an ounce in the care of the world. Her small feet seemed to go faster by the second, until her homing seeker missile of attention ended up with latching herself into the other servant's leg, as if it was a pink, cute tick.
"OHmygodyou'rerealyou'relikemygreatgreatgreatgreatgrannyandIlikeyoualotwillyouteachmemagecraftyousmelllikemommywhatsyourfavoritefood?"
She blinked, awaiting answer.
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El Cid
The servant nodded curtly, but sagely. His eyes acknowledging the young man as master. "So it shall be." He smiled slightly, before walking out of the circle, positioning himself neatly just behind Cecil. His eyes kept assessing the situation. Tempers flared, egos clashed. El cid stroke his beard thoughtfully.
"Tis' to be expected. Heroes have great egos after all, my master. And so have the magi who can call forth a servant. Tis' a sight i would rather not... witness." He added, shielding his master with one arm from potential outbursts of friendly fire. "I really hope there's a good explanation for this."
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I am going to drop this rp if it keeps up this fast.
I tried.
Sorry.
I tried.
Sorry.
The maid in question did not look at Fanilly in the eye, much like a servant would have done in the same situation. Instead, she kept her head down, as she kept her hands to her chest. We are supposed to look this demure? This is difficult. Nero bitterly thought to herself.
"Mistress, If I may be so bold... I have to correct that statement. Sult is not here. I am actually... Nero." She answered in a clear voice, although her cheeks reddened somewhat. "I must honor what was fought in our duel. Should I lose, I would become your maidservant. And Sult would apologize to the princess and become her maidservant." She drabbled.
"I never thought she'd be able to manage to fight me to a tie... but then again, we were born from the same belly at the same time." Nero added, a hint of humour and pride despite her actually humilliating predicament.
"Mistress, If I may be so bold... I have to correct that statement. Sult is not here. I am actually... Nero." She answered in a clear voice, although her cheeks reddened somewhat. "I must honor what was fought in our duel. Should I lose, I would become your maidservant. And Sult would apologize to the princess and become her maidservant." She drabbled.
"I never thought she'd be able to manage to fight me to a tie... but then again, we were born from the same belly at the same time." Nero added, a hint of humour and pride despite her actually humilliating predicament.
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