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[faithstaynight]

Characters: Ruler/Jeanne (faithstaynight) & YOU!
Setting: Dormitory Floor Two -> Cafeteria
Format: Action, but I can do prose too!
Summary: An unhappy Servant wakes up in a place where she shouldn't be.
Warnings: N/A

[Dormitories]

[If you're walking anywhere near the vicinity of room 2-19, you might catch a sudden flare of light coming from the crack under the door. A moment later, a blonde girl - arms, stomach, and face clad in shining silver armor, with a long braid trailing past her hips - bursts out of the room, sword in hand.]

What sort of magecraft is this? A Reality Marble? [She pauses, mentally running through the list of remaining Servants. No, it couldn't be one of their Noble Phantasms... the surroundings look far too modern.] Speak, now! Who dares attack the administrator of the Holy Grail War?

[Cafeteria]

[After she had calmed down a bit, Jeanne made her way down. Down the stairs, down past the many strange floors, to the cafeteria. She had dismissed her armor for the moment, so she was dressed in a pair of black slacks and a navy blue button-down shirt - clearly menswear - with her hair still in the same braid.

Remarkably, she doesn't make a face when she receives the bowl of oatmeal that was supposed to be her dinner. Even more surprisingly is when she sits at the nearest empty table, scoops a bit up, and takes a bit without so much as flinching. Somebody sure isn't picky.]

Comments

[Dormities]

[faithstaynight]

[Hey, it's not like she's threatening you with the sword! In fact, she lowers it as soon as she notices there's someone close by.]

My apologies. [Time Lord? She'll have to ask about that...] Do you know what this place is, exactly?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[When you were already pretty short to begin with, a sword is looking preeeeetty threatening. Though she does ease up when the sword goes down.]

Uuuh, some Tower with five thousand floors that might possibly eat you in between dimensions. That's about as much as I got.

[faithstaynight]

[A tower, huh. Like a tower can hold her.]

Is it safe to assume that there is no escape route?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

The lack of flashing red 'Exit' signs and fire escapes leaves me inclined to say yes.

[faithstaynight]

[She sighs.] I thought so. I saw no harm in asking, though.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[A shrug.] Pop a squat, make yourself comfortable, 'cause it looks like we're here to stay until that sword of yours learns to rip through concrete. Or whatever this place is made of. You up for that challenge?

[faithstaynight]

[Pop a...? GOSH SHE IS NOT HIP TO YOUR LINGO, MODERN KIDS.]

My power might certainly be enough to destroy a portion of this tower, I am sure of it. [But of course, there's a catch. There's no way she can use La Pucelle here...] But I'm afraid I cannot use such an ability.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[GET WITH THE TIME, GRANDMA.]

Don't think you can destroy this place anyway. [No she totally hasn't already tried destroying stuff what do you mean--] Otherwise I think everyone would'a busted out of here already. The architecture's already something that seems like MC Escher when he's not on drugs.

[faithstaynight]

MC... what?

[She has half a millennium's worth of time to catch up on can you blame her for being slow???]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[YES SHE DOES]

Trippy modernist painter guy that makes everything upside down and intertwine against the laws of physics.

[faithstaynight]

... I see. That certainly sounds like an... interesting way to envision things.

[She's not the most cultured person around, coming from a peasant family and all, so she's not exactly big into art.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I think he was wasted when he made them, to be honest. Like that weird vertigo spinning sensation and you have no idea what way is up?

[Fine Art by Jade Strider.]

[faithstaynight]

I'm sorry to say that I don't think I've ever felt such a feeling before.

[Wait, maybe she felt like that when she was falling after jumping out of that 70 foot tower... but that's kind of different.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Really? [H u h. Well then.]

Well, it sucks, trust me. And it gives you a major headache.

[Genius conversation.]

Name's Jade Strider, by the way. Definitely not an art critic, don't quote me on that.

[faithstaynight]

Oh, well those I know quite well. I've suffered from incredibly horrible headaches in the aftermath of battle.

['Cause. You know. Getting hit in the head with a stone cannonball so hard the ball breaks will cause one hell of a headache.]

A pleasure, Jade Strider. I am Ruler.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

"Ruler"? You don't look like a ruler to me. Can you measure up to fifty yards just by looking, or figure out exactly how many centimeters someone's finger is?

[Important questions.]

Or you mean the Ruler like a queen or somethin'. You one of those Warrior Amazon Queens?

[faithstaynight]

Eh? Oh, no, I am neither! [This is one odd child...] That name... I suppose it is simply referring to 'one who upholds rules', which is my job.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

So like... a cop or something? Law enforcement?

[This chick did not look like a cop >:| ?]

[faithstaynight]

A police officer? Hm, no, not exactly... [How to say this without mentioning the War at all...] I suppose, if I needed to compare my role to something, it would be that of a referee.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[If it was possible to deliver a flatter look than her default expression, it would be happening.]

That's kind lame. You just stand on either side of the battlefield calling fowls when someone fumbles their shield illegally?

[faithstaynight]

N-No, it's not something as mundane as that... I make sure that the combatants keep their fighting away from the eyes of those not involved. I also make sure that their actions don't bring harm to the innocent.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Oh that's slightly less lame then. Kind of like a secret agent police man or something. [Actually she thought that was pretty cool of Ruler, but that's not something cool kids say.]

How come that's your name though? Or is it some fancy pants title crap?

[faithstaynight]

It is a title, yes. I'm... afraid I cannot reveal my true name, right now. Perhaps once I've become settled in, and learned a bit on how things work here. But not at this moment.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Huh? Why not? Is it gonna compromise national security or something?

[Because she's pretty sure that doesn't matter anymore.]

[faithstaynight]

No, nothing that serious. I am just a bit uncomfortable revealing such things. My apologies.