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Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

It was ne'er the place of a Servant to question to lead of their Master; Archer knew that much. Silence and solitude, that would be helpful to her. It would keep the voice at bay, and stave off the desire to fight - for a while. So, she followed him. "Your hand is soft. Such softness is uncommon of the men I know," she commented. "What are we going to do? What am I going to do?" Archer had many questions, "What are you going to do? Will you fight? Will you hide? Where shall we go? How long shall we stay? Can we get something to eat? Meat, perhaps? I like meat..." and, she intended to ask them all in transit.

"Do you like girls or boys?"

Whether they would be answered or not was to be seen.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

Abusive servant master relationships are the best~~

@Sublimation

Who's abusing?

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

Archer smiled, taking the hand. Poking at it. "Poke. Poke. Poke..." murmured the redhead, as she traced the design up with every poke, as if tattooing it. "Master..." Archer's soft features suddenly hardened, twisting into something of great violence and blood-lust. "Let's kill them all," came the request on a sultry, yet sadistic tone, "bloodily..."

Suddenly, she was sweet again. "And, not die! Yeah!" she chirps, holding his hand and bouncing on the balls of her naked feet, flashing painted toes beneath her light gown. "Oh, and let's do our best... always..."

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

I figure it should be obvious, but, what happens if I, as a Servant, am killed? Do I cash in my RP ticket, and say good luck and goodbye? Or, am I too hang around for something?

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

Nuuuu...~!

I just hope that didn't suck as a first post. Not used to doing forum RPs, or Fate/Stay stuff in general. Just gonna do my best, and hope I don't die like a chump.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

It was unexpected. Well, not too unexpected. Perhaps, it was just a bit more sudden than expected. That seemed reasonable to think. No. No. It was unexpected. No-one expected to be called upon at dinnertime, after all - summoned from one's own world and one's own time into that of another's. Looking around, the one called Archer frowned.

'This again?' she sighed in her thoughts, wiggling the meat bone in-between her lips. There were others, already here. Servants. Masters. She was late. That was no good. Where did she go? To who did she go? As she scanned, her eyes fell upon one... 'He looks so curious, so afraid. Of me, perhaps?' she wonders, amused. 'How curious, he's but one eye that functions.'

Amused, she stepped over to him, and dropped her bare ankles; a mess of crimson hair flowing around her, covering bare shoulders, and framing her soft, smiling face. "Hello, sir," the redhead says, "Are you to be my Master?"

Fate/Stay Night Casual RP

Here by friendly obligation, and mild interest, to be an Archer... 'cause bow and arrow pew-pews is mah jam.