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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

[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.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[STILLL SUSPICIOUS but eh she'll let it go for now with a shrug.]

Eh, no worries, it's cool. I'm not about to interrogate some stranger asking why she doesn't want to share her real name. We all got personal stuff, right?

[faithstaynight]

Indeed. Maybe it will be less of an issue in the future, but for now...

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Like I said, don't sweat it. [And here she even gives half a smile.]

And if anyone gives you shit about it, just sock 'em in the eye. That'll shut 'em up.

[faithstaynight]

[She laughs at that.] Ah, I couldn't do such a thing...

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Sure ya can. You gotta mediate some fighting sides, just give 'em a nice one-two punch or something. Piece of cake.

[She even does some pretend-y punching motions in the air in front of her.]