Saber (Alter) | Reul's Right Hand (
scorchedchivalry) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-09-07 05:37 pm
[1] OPEN - INTRO
Characters: Saber (Alter) and YOU!
Setting: 9/7 (Dorm 1-09, Cafeteria, 4th Floor)
Format: Prose or Action (I will match your preference)
Summary: Saber wakes up and isn't happy about her predicament.
Warnings: possible violence
[Room 1-09]
From with 1-09, there was a loud crashing sound and anyone capable of sensing energy will have just felt a big spike from within the room. Those investigating - roommates or others passing by - will find the door ajar and half the furniture turned over or blown back from the black armored knight standing in the center of the room. An ominous-looking black sword with glowing red markings on it was held down at her side, a visor covered her face and she had her free hand grasping her collar (violet in color).
It seems someone just woke up.
[Cafeteria]
Sitting at a table was a young woman with pale hair and yellow eyes in a black dress. She had three empty bowls sitting before her and was starting on her forth bowl of oatmeal. As she ate, she watched anyone passing by with a look of disdain.
[4th Floor]
Saber stood at one of the windows with a rigid posture, looking out over the land outside the Tower. So bleak... Her eyes narrowed. Where in all this was her master. Someone was providing her ample prana.
The knight paused to glance over the lounge and the others taking a rest for a moment before walking to the other side of the floor and gazing out those windows in case there was anything different to see.
There wasn't.
Setting: 9/7 (Dorm 1-09, Cafeteria, 4th Floor)
Format: Prose or Action (I will match your preference)
Summary: Saber wakes up and isn't happy about her predicament.
Warnings: possible violence
[Room 1-09]
From with 1-09, there was a loud crashing sound and anyone capable of sensing energy will have just felt a big spike from within the room. Those investigating - roommates or others passing by - will find the door ajar and half the furniture turned over or blown back from the black armored knight standing in the center of the room. An ominous-looking black sword with glowing red markings on it was held down at her side, a visor covered her face and she had her free hand grasping her collar (violet in color).
It seems someone just woke up.
[Cafeteria]
Sitting at a table was a young woman with pale hair and yellow eyes in a black dress. She had three empty bowls sitting before her and was starting on her forth bowl of oatmeal. As she ate, she watched anyone passing by with a look of disdain.
[4th Floor]
Saber stood at one of the windows with a rigid posture, looking out over the land outside the Tower. So bleak... Her eyes narrowed. Where in all this was her master. Someone was providing her ample prana.
The knight paused to glance over the lounge and the others taking a rest for a moment before walking to the other side of the floor and gazing out those windows in case there was anything different to see.
There wasn't.

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a few weeksfourteen years old, but it's kind of flattering too]But so you're a knight? Wow!
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Very much so. The feasts at Camelot upon my return after a successful battle were graced with the best food in all of Britain.
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[WOW SHE'S NOT JUST A KNIGHT SHE'S A LEGENDARY KNIGHT THIS IS SO COOL even if she totally doesn't remember any girl knights but whatever]
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[She IS King Arthur, but she isn't going to reveal her identity.]
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[There's a ding from over in the kitchen though, and Kazumi jumps up]
Oh, the bread's done! And the other things should be too, I'll be right back!
[She scampers off to go grab those then]
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[But that is easily put out of mind at the promise of more GOOD food.]
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Here you go! I'll go grab the curry in a second, but you can start on the bread.
[And she'll take the bowl for the scampi back because, let's face it, it's totally empty by now, isn't it?]
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Thank you.
[om nom nom]
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[It doesn't take her long to dump the empty bowl in a sink and she comes back toting the pot of curry with hot mitts, setting it down on the table with a heavy thump]
Oof, there we go! Have as much as you like!
[At least it won't all fit on Saber's plate, so Kazumi can grab some for herself between rounds]
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Thank you. This is excellent. I would gladly have you serve the entire Round Table.
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Heheh, aw, it's nothing that great! I mostly just cook for me and my friends!
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[Kazumi giggles, a little embarrassed to get praised so much. No, she really doesn't seem to mind at all Saber's intense presence or looks. Bad guys are the ones who don't finish their food, right? So Saber must be pretty good!]
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