Constantine

Fate/Eclipse

Ha, you might think so, but I think most people think that about each others degree's at some point or other.

*Smiles cheerfully*

I know I do~

Fate/Eclipse

Ukatan City

@Flamelord

“Yes, but that means that four of them are not. It is not beyond the realm of plausibility that one might use a weapon as a form camouflage. You might not be so eager to fight Assassin should you think them to be Saber,” Louise replied as she watched the battle continue to unfold before her eyes. She bit her bottom lip in frustration. On one hand she had the power to intervene, potentially saving Akane in the process. But on the other that would mean purposefully putting Archer in danger. She doubted that he would willingly agree to such a reckless course of action. Louise didn't want to have to resort to using the command seals if she could avoid it.

“If we assume that we are indeed seeing Saber and Berserker, that would mean that either way we would have to fight at least one of the two if directly. However at that point we would also be backed by one of those two, which puts the odds of victory in our favour. However that assumes that we are not betrayed the moment it becomes advantageous to do so. I can't say for certain that Akane would not do that. Hypothetically speaking, the risk is too great,” Louise said in a calm, logical manner as she tried to see the situation from a purely logical point of view. However as calm as she may have sounded on the outside inside she was close to panic.

“I'm not sure if I can just stand here and watch Akane die,” she said in a honest but sombre tone, knowing that what she was close to suggesting could be tantamount to suicide. She closed her eyes to disconnect herself from Archer’s vision. “I don’t know what to do,” she said, gripping her broom so tightly that her hand turned white.

Fate/Eclipse

Chemistry~

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

Tired, always tired. Busy too.

*Laughs weakly*

Fate/Eclipse

Studying for my Masters. Sleepy with a hint of hunger. Yorkshire, United Kingdom.

Fire Emblem - The Crisis of Akaneia

Silk listened intently, or at least she appeared to listen intently. It was hard to tell at times due to certain benefits bestowed through her heritage, such as being able to focus in two directions at the same time. As such one ear was turned toward Matthew while the other was angled toward the doorway to the room and by extension the hallway beyond it. She was listening for the sound of tippy toes trying to be sneaky, just in case this was some elaborate ploy to get her alone and ambush her. It wouldn't be the first that someone had tried that on her. Nor would it have been the first time that someone had tried to win her trust through an act of selfless but ultimately engineered heroism. Hearing about lances and horses made her smile and stifle a laugh, a filthy joke coming to mind but remaining unspoken.

She looked away and sighed dejectedly. “Nobody ever taught me anything like that, no, seriously, the only things they teach you at an orphanage are how to read your letters and be a good little servant of Naga,” Silk said in a sombre tone, nostalgia threatening to make her emotional. She shook her head to dispel the memory and turned back toward Matthew. “So I'm curious, how does one go about learning magic? I mean, can anyone do it? I bet it takes a hell of a lot of hard work either way, right?” Silk said conversationally as she followed Matthew into the kitchen, mentally cataloguing the contents of the room should she decide to return at a later date. You would be surprised how much some people would pay for fancy cutlery. Especially if the stuff was real silver.

Silk picked up a knife and started to deftly slice the carrots offered to her, barely glancing at what she was doing. It didn't take long for the pile to start growing, despite the occasion sampling of the product. Nimble fingers were good for more than just picking pockets and stealing lockets after all. She grinned playfully as she listened to Matthew's story. “Pfft, strong men,” Silk scoffed in a derisive tone. “Now intelligent men on the other hand are a different matter. You know, people who can actually hold a conversion for more than a few minutes without reverting to type. Not too intelligent though. Can’t have them catching onto me too quickly, it ruins the fun. Plus it makes running away that much harder,” Silk said in a joking manner.

Fate/Eclipse

Where is everyone..?

@TwilightDragon

In general? Emotionally? Our geographical location? Help me out here man!

Kill La Kill - Is Your Ambition Strong Enough!?

“Oh, it’s not that. I'm just not used to shooting at things that shoot back,” Jäger said jokingly as Aaron patted her comfortingly on the shoulder. She turned toward him and smiled at him appreciatively before returning her gaze back out of the window. She was not particularly interested in seeing Eika’s little trick. The younger members of her club, especially the girls, would often try to impress her with such sleight of hand tricks. And each time Jäger would smile and laugh and praise them. She was too lost in her thoughts to offer Eika the same consideration.

So many things could go wrong with this operation from the get go. And that was assuming that they weren’t simply walking straight into a trap. Jäger envied Eika her obvious courage, or oblivious mentality. What she wouldn’t give to stop her own hands from trembling in anticipation. Kageta’s excited clamouring did not help either. She tried to find the eye of the storm, as Aaron put it. Which was a good idea in principle, except that in her mind she was at sea and she couldn't swim. The mental image of herself splashing about helplessly made Jäger smile and laugh to herself.

But Kageta was right, they needed to get ready. She grabbed the tube and carefully unscrewed the lid. She reached inside and withdrew a complicated looking piece of equipment, a combination of smooth lines, mechanical joints and wire. In the centre there was a grip made especially for her hand. She gripped the centre and with a strong flicking motion caused the bow to open up, like a crabs pincers recoiling. As the bow unfolded fully the joints automatically locked into place. She tested the tautness of the bowstring, nodding to herself in satisfaction.

Jäger turned towards the others and nodded. “Ready as I’ll ever be,” she said as she began to fold up the mechanical bow. “Let’s all try to die on our first day of school,” she said, only half-jokingly.

Kill La Kill - Is Your Ambition Strong Enough!?

Sorry, busy day yesterday~

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

Reverse psychology is it? You think that by telling me to take the pills that I will leave them alone. We'll I'm on to your little game! Gimme those damn pills pleb!

*Collapses head first onto the ground*