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Characters: Ruler/Jeanne (

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Setting: Floor 4
Format: Action, but I'll match if you want.
Summary: Jeanne has killed a man and snapped badly at another all within the span of less than a week. Poor girl is sulking, big time.
Warnings: N/A

[Guilt. Guilt was a thing Jeanne did not like to deal with. During her first life and her second, she had always done her best to live honestly, to mind her actions and make sure she would not do anything she would regret. But here, in the tower... it seems events were being thrown at her just to stress her out.

And so that guilt caused Jeanne to retreat again, to just... take a break and ignore things for a while. She wanted to avoid the Cathedral for a while; she knew it was unlikely to happen again, but if there was an encounter like the one with Aleph, with her in this state? It would've ended badly. Very badly. Instead she simply chose to collapse in the lounge. And what is she doing in the lounge? What any distraught Catholic would do, of course: pray.

She doesn't exactly look like she wants to be bothered, with her head bowed and hands clasped together as she mutters softly, but that certainly won't stop some people from approaching. Right?]

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[Lancer more or less sneaks into the lounge. Most of his anger is gone now, replaced by mostly by embarrassment. Of course, what are the chances that he ends up gravitating toward the same corner that Jeanne is currently in to mope?]

[Jeanne wasn't paying much mind to the people who were coming and going from the lounge, but this... she couldn't ignore this. There was that jolt straight down her spine, the feeling that she had felt several other times over the course of her stay here - the unmistakable presence of another Servant.

Her head whips up, and she instantly spots the man. He seems... not all that happy. It might be bad to approach him if he's not in a good mood, but she'd rather get a sense of who he is while she has the opportunity.]

Ah... are you feeling all right, monsieur?

Me? I'm fine.

[Just embarrassed and irritated and somewhat sad.]

Though it does help to be looking at a cute girl like you.

[Yep, she's just. Going to ignore that comment right there.]

You seemed quite occupied when you first arrived. I apologize if I misunderstood.

I was...thinking. Of some stuff.

[Now that he's paying better attention to her, he starts to sense the same thing that she did--the presence of another Servant.]

And what about you? What's a little lady like yourself doing here all alone?

[The last word carries a strange emphasis. He's trying to see if she'll tell him anything about her Master.]

The same as you. I needed some time to myself... to clear my head. This floor was mostly empty when I arrived, so I thought it would be a good place for that.

[Yeeeah good luck with that, bro. She knows you're not one of the Servants from the war she fought, so she's keeping her mouth shut.]

Oh? And have there been any people around giving you trouble? Like, say...another of our kind?

[He never was good with subtlety.]

... I have run into one other, and his Master. I have sensed another, but I've yet to encounter them.

[Hm... he seems serious, but it's hard to judge if this man is hostile or not.]

They posed no danger to me. I'm not sure about the mysterious one, but I have not heard anything, so I suppose they are laying low as well.

Tch, so this shit again.

[Looks like he can't escape the shadow of the Grail after all.]

So, who's the overseer?

[He has no idea what he's going to do once he finds out who the overseer is. He has no intention of taking another Master, for certain. But fighting other heroes, especially for the sake of just fighting, would be fun.]

[She could say herself, because she is an overseer. That's the whole point behind her class. But judging by his annoyance, it seems he thinks this is just a new war...]

There is none. There is no Holy Grail here, no war to be fought. [She would know, of course. Better than any of the others.] I do not know why we as Servants were brought here, but it is certainly not to participate in that ritual.

[He sighs. He would say that whoever brought them there were assholes, but that's already a well-known fact.]

Well, at least I won't have to look for a new Master anytime soon. But...

[A grin comes back to his face.]

I wouldn't have minded being in the same Grail War as a girl this pretty.

... That certainly is strange, though. [Yep, continuing to ignore the flirting.] We are still most certainly Servants, and yet, we are able to function without our Masters... I have been here for some time now, and I have not been able to understand how that is possible.

Maybe this place is like one large Grail, only with more prana. Enough to sustain a Servant in this world without a contract with a Master.

[In that case, it would make whoever ran this place his Master. One more reason to kick their asses when he gets his hands on them.]

That seems unlikely... I'm sure we'd be able to sense it if this tower was the Grail itself.

[Again, she would know, with it being her Master and all...]

I didn't say it was Grail. Just that it might have been like one. Who knows?

[As far as he cared, all Grails could just go to rot. It was because of the Grail's existence that Misaya had lived cursing the memory of a father she had once loved and honored. It was because of the Grail's existence that she had squadered her talents in an ultimately futile search for the wish-granting machine. It was because of the Grail and its corruption that one of the most talented magi born in this generation had died twice at only sixteen--first because of a curse given to her by a man whose greed had overwhelmed his reason, and second because she had been killed by her Servant when the Grail turned her into a zombie.]

[And that had been just Misaya. Ayaka too had suffered because of the Grail, losing father, sister, and even Servant when Saber had been infected with the Grail corruption.]

Sure would be happier if it wasn't one, though.

[She is a neutral party in all of this. It is not her place to say whether or not the Grail is worth fighting for. But still...]

I am glad our conflict has not been brought here, as well. There are many innocent souls in this tower, so it is good to know that there is one less thing for them to become entangled in.

Would certainly be distracting to try to silence all those mouths.

[A pause.]

We can still spar with each other, right?

I train every day to keep my blade from dulling. Even so, it would certainly be good to have a sparring partner with whom I do not need to mind my strength.

[She smiles, holding a hand out.] I would gladly take you up on such an offer.

[Lancer takes her hand.]

I'm glad I have such a pretty training partner.

[She hmphs.]

You had best be focused when we train. As I said, I do not intend to hold back.

I won't either. So be careful.

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let's assume that the fight with Jin and Sayaka didn't go over so well

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Jeanne, why must you make him so confused?

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Jeanne, what are you doing, you poor stupid girl...

look those armored boots will hurt a lot when aimed at his nuts, she'll be fine

his bulge is infertile anyways