Amari is specifically not paying attention to anybody else right now
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Amari sighed lightly. She just had to have gotten a difficult Servant, didn't she? Still, a willful Servant probably meant an intelligent one, who could think for himself without needing her orders on everything. That could have it's own advantages.
"You know full well who your Master is. The ritual that brought you here also bound you to me, and these Seals are only the visible part of that pact. How would someone even perform the summoning without knowing that?" She had been a bit harsh, but she was under a bit of stress right now, between the pressure of her mission and the tumult around her. She finally spared a glance around the room, her curiosity overcoming the need to focus on her own problems. The room was almost crowded now, with twice as many people as it had contained before. Among the newcomers was...
A truly beautiful man. The most gorgeous man she had ever seen, from his perfect hair to his...
FOCUS Amari. You're caught in a spell, obviously. Break line of sight.
Reluctantly, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, not opening them again until she had turned back to her own Servant.
"I need rest." She mumbled to herself. "There's no way I'd be caught in such a simple curse if I could focus." Sullenly, she reached into her bag and riffled around for a second, retrieving a simple spherical lollipop in a simple paper wrapping. Tearing off the paper, she put the calming candy in her mouth and looked at Archer again. "So, Archer then. I'm sure you're already aware I'm not a powerhouse of a magus. Assuming this was a Grail war, where do you put our chances of success?"
@GreenGoat
"You know full well who your Master is. The ritual that brought you here also bound you to me, and these Seals are only the visible part of that pact. How would someone even perform the summoning without knowing that?" She had been a bit harsh, but she was under a bit of stress right now, between the pressure of her mission and the tumult around her. She finally spared a glance around the room, her curiosity overcoming the need to focus on her own problems. The room was almost crowded now, with twice as many people as it had contained before. Among the newcomers was...
A truly beautiful man. The most gorgeous man she had ever seen, from his perfect hair to his...
FOCUS Amari. You're caught in a spell, obviously. Break line of sight.
Reluctantly, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, not opening them again until she had turned back to her own Servant.
"I need rest." She mumbled to herself. "There's no way I'd be caught in such a simple curse if I could focus." Sullenly, she reached into her bag and riffled around for a second, retrieving a simple spherical lollipop in a simple paper wrapping. Tearing off the paper, she put the calming candy in her mouth and looked at Archer again. "So, Archer then. I'm sure you're already aware I'm not a powerhouse of a magus. Assuming this was a Grail war, where do you put our chances of success?"
@GreenGoat
Amari's eyes finally readjusted themselves, and the spots in her vision faded away. The hall was nearly filled with smoke from all the summoning spell, but Amari paid no attention to the rest of the Masters or Servants. As she lowered her arms, she dimly caught a glimpse of the red mark now adorning the back of her hand, but she ignored it in favor of the red figure standing in the circle.
He's too muscular to be a Caster, I'm sure of that. Too flashy to be a good Assassin, and his eyes are to sharp and aware to be Berserker. That leaves Rider and the weapon based classes, but I see neither mount nor weapon. I don't recognize him from any of the books I've read, and the catalyst was beyond bizzare. Who could this possibly be?
Amari's entire internal dialogue took less than a second as she studied her Servant, her partner for the foreseeable future. She knew nothing about him, and that would have to change, but not right now.
Belatedly, she realized she had been frowning intensely this whole time, her brow furrowed in thought. Now she smoothed her features with a concious effort, replacing her scowl with a small smile. Gently, she held out the hand with her command seals toward the Servant, palm upwards toward him.
"My name is Amari Vale, and I am your Master." She hated the sound of that. Leave it to a great mage family to label mages as above legendary historical heroes. Regardless of her own feelings, though, that's what she was, and she would just have to swallow it. "Please tell me your class."
While they were technically working together, Amari trusted these people less than strangers. She had already noticed enough were arrogant fools that she might spend more time fighting them than actual enemies. There was no sense giving them the advantage of her Servant's name.
He's too muscular to be a Caster, I'm sure of that. Too flashy to be a good Assassin, and his eyes are to sharp and aware to be Berserker. That leaves Rider and the weapon based classes, but I see neither mount nor weapon. I don't recognize him from any of the books I've read, and the catalyst was beyond bizzare. Who could this possibly be?
Amari's entire internal dialogue took less than a second as she studied her Servant, her partner for the foreseeable future. She knew nothing about him, and that would have to change, but not right now.
Belatedly, she realized she had been frowning intensely this whole time, her brow furrowed in thought. Now she smoothed her features with a concious effort, replacing her scowl with a small smile. Gently, she held out the hand with her command seals toward the Servant, palm upwards toward him.
"My name is Amari Vale, and I am your Master." She hated the sound of that. Leave it to a great mage family to label mages as above legendary historical heroes. Regardless of her own feelings, though, that's what she was, and she would just have to swallow it. "Please tell me your class."
While they were technically working together, Amari trusted these people less than strangers. She had already noticed enough were arrogant fools that she might spend more time fighting them than actual enemies. There was no sense giving them the advantage of her Servant's name.
Posted. I accidentally my whole post before though ;w;
Perhaps typing up something while half asleep isn't the greatest of idea. Im gonna go to sleep and check on whether ive done something wrong tomorrow.
You did what to your pencil?
Amari shut out all outside distractions as soon as she was given the go ahead. All that mattered was getting the summoning right the first time. She had practiced with her mother, gotten advice from her father, and read every book she could get her hands on. She was ready.
The words of the incantation that passed her lips barely registered to her as she focused her entire will on the circle. She knew it wasn't necessary, but she couldn't help being nervous. What if she did it wrong, and her Servant didn't appear? She doubted she could even face her father if she failed her first real assignment. No, she couldn't think like that now. She needed this to work, so it would work. There was no reason for it not to work. She was a mage just like everyone else in this room.
As the last word of the spell died off, the steadily glowing circle flashed brilliantly, like so many other circles in the room. The light blinded her for a second, and she covered her eyes with her arms, surprised for a second, then mortified that she hadn't expected it. Before her eyes could adjust again, she heard movement from the center of her circle, and stiffened in anticipation.
@GreenGoat
The words of the incantation that passed her lips barely registered to her as she focused her entire will on the circle. She knew it wasn't necessary, but she couldn't help being nervous. What if she did it wrong, and her Servant didn't appear? She doubted she could even face her father if she failed her first real assignment. No, she couldn't think like that now. She needed this to work, so it would work. There was no reason for it not to work. She was a mage just like everyone else in this room.
As the last word of the spell died off, the steadily glowing circle flashed brilliantly, like so many other circles in the room. The light blinded her for a second, and she covered her eyes with her arms, surprised for a second, then mortified that she hadn't expected it. Before her eyes could adjust again, she heard movement from the center of her circle, and stiffened in anticipation.
@GreenGoat
I think Amari is the only one weak enough to get caught. Ironically, if everyone else got caught, she would be able to predict herself being caught and avoid it.
That's why there's command seals
Amari read over her orders one more time as she walked hurriedly towards her destination, mumbling to herself.
"We were right on the brink of a breakthrough, and I get called away to participate in this game. Why do they even need an alchemist anyway?" she grumbled, repeating roughly the same thing all the way until she reached the stairway to the third floor. It wasn't that this whole idea, vaguely explained as it had been to her, didn't sound like a good experience, or even a bit of fun. She was just irked about being separated from her research. Still, as she reached the doorway and heard the sounds of conversation on the other side, she shut her mouth and palmed her ID, sliding it across the reader.
As the door slid open, she was unsurprised to see what appeared to be a large auditorium, segmented into different circles for summoning servants. Distracted by studying the faces around her, and even vaguely recognizing a couple, Amari picked a circle at random near the middle of the room. Once she had stopped moving, she glanced at the object in the middle of her circle, then did a double take. She had been expecting a weapon shard of some kind, or maybe a piece of a banner. Instead, sitting squat in the center of her circle, was a rather modern space heater with the power cord wrapped around the base. She was about to ask if this was some kind of joke, but decided that she should stay quiet for now and see what happened.
"We were right on the brink of a breakthrough, and I get called away to participate in this game. Why do they even need an alchemist anyway?" she grumbled, repeating roughly the same thing all the way until she reached the stairway to the third floor. It wasn't that this whole idea, vaguely explained as it had been to her, didn't sound like a good experience, or even a bit of fun. She was just irked about being separated from her research. Still, as she reached the doorway and heard the sounds of conversation on the other side, she shut her mouth and palmed her ID, sliding it across the reader.
As the door slid open, she was unsurprised to see what appeared to be a large auditorium, segmented into different circles for summoning servants. Distracted by studying the faces around her, and even vaguely recognizing a couple, Amari picked a circle at random near the middle of the room. Once she had stopped moving, she glanced at the object in the middle of her circle, then did a double take. She had been expecting a weapon shard of some kind, or maybe a piece of a banner. Instead, sitting squat in the center of her circle, was a rather modern space heater with the power cord wrapped around the base. She was about to ask if this was some kind of joke, but decided that she should stay quiet for now and see what happened.
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