♟ 001 ♟ In the Tower With Kariya

[vermicompost]

Characters: Kariya and OPEN
Setting: various
Format: either
Summary: Kariya's arrival in the Tower
Warnings: blood, possible body horror


Dormitories:
It's confusing, arriving here. This place, the letters, they're alarming. How could the world be destroyed? Where's Sakura? Where's Aoi? Kariya's heartbeat is accelerated, his breathing harsh and quick. His own agitation agitates the worms within him. In this state, it's difficult for him to walk, let alone make his way through an entirely new, strange environment, but he does his best. At times, he staggers and coughs, or stumbles to one side, disoriented. He has to pause to rest, more than once. Blood flecks his lips, gathering at the corners of his mouth and sliding down over his chin.

"Berserker, Berserker..." He calls out now and then as he goes, but no one comes to his call.


Cafeteria:
He managed to make his way down to the cafeteria. Sitting at the table, he gazes down at his oatmeal he was given, mournfully. He's not very hungry. He tries to eat it, but even just the plain oatmeal is difficult for him to choke down. It takes him a few tries, but he takes his time. When he pauses to cough, he wipes up the scattered bits of oatmeal flecking the table, a little embarrassed.


Infirmary:
The medical facility looks promising, but Kariya isn't sure if they have anything there he can use. He doesn't know if there's any medicine in existence that can help him. He'd like to try, but he doesn't want to risk disturbing the worms further. It's hard to say how they'll react to any stimulus. Much of his life has become a matter of worm management. He walks in slowly, quietly. "Hello, is anyone here?"


Meadow:
After wandering restlessly, at last Kariya settles himself, all but spent, exhausted from his wandering. He sinks down among the flowers with a sigh. When he focuses his gaze on the blooms, he feels more content, calmer than he was before. The flowers are lovely and fragrant, the petals soft and colorful. He just wants to rest a little while...

Comments

[vermicompost]

That's confusing. [He's not sure what to make of it at all.] You lose your memories?

Me? [He hadn't expected the compliment.] I don't know, I try to do what's right. That's all. I'm not always nice.

[He shakes his head, though, at Lancer's final words.]

It's too late for that.

[Even though he's set upon winning the Grail, he knows it wouldn't be wrong to say he's in over his head.]

[puppy_lancer]

Well, what happens in my world is special. You might not understand it. Let's just way that I'm probably going to end up dying before I go to that space colony.

[He laughs.]

Nobody can be nice all the time. And even if you're in over your head, you tried, didn't you?

[vermicompost]

[The man seems nice enough. He's not sure if he should take the risk of letting him know that he knows about the Grail War, but it's not as if he's a Servant that Kariya's fighting against. Yet he keeps things vague.]

Your world... Is it because of--what you are?

[He thinks for a moment, then nods.]

No, I guess no one is. I did try. I tried, and I'm going to succeed. I'll win. [He's sure of that, because he has to win.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He stares at the man, wondering how much of it was a lucky guess and how much of it was actually knowing Lancer was a Servant.]

Yeah, you got it. I'm not like other people.

[Actually, he's not even a human now.]

Win? Are you in some sort of contest?

[Did he get all those scars from some sort of sports accident? Lancer could almost see him as a racecar driver whose scars had been caused by a fiery accident during a race.]

[vermicompost]

Yes, I didn't think so. You're different.

[He had no way of knowing which hero this Lancer was, but he had to be one, didn't he?]

You could say that. I'm fighting in a War.

[puppy_lancer]

Huh? You could feel it?

[Was this guy a magus of some sort? Maybe even a Master?]

You could say the same thing about me. Only, I've fulfilled my main purpose.

[vermicompost]

Yes, you could say that.

[He's wary after what happened with Saber, but he's not very good at dissembling.]

I need to get back as soon as I can, to keep fighting. It's important. I can't lose, no matter what.

What was your main purpose?

[puppy_lancer]

It was...

[He sighs.]

It was to save a girl. And then to release her. She's at peace now.

[vermicompost]

[He's silent for a moment. He can relate to that, very much. This Servant doesn't seem so bad, not like the others he's met.]

You're a Servant, aren't you? And that girl, she was your Master?

I'm glad she's at peace, that your work is done.

[puppy_lancer]

[He frowns.]

How did you guess? Are you a Master as well?

[But he relaxes when he hears the second sentence.]

You're right, on both accounts. Just wish I could've done better.

[vermicompost]

[Kariya winces, despite himself. Was it a bad idea to reveal himself? He knows how dangerous Servants can be. He was nearly killed by Saber already.]

Yes, but I don't want to fight anyone here. I only want to go back.

[None of the people he wants to fight are here, as far as he knows.]

I wish that, too. I made mistakes. I'm sorry that things weren't better for her.

[puppy_lancer]

[He glares at the man a little more.]

I'll believe you for now. No Grail here to fight for anyway. And even if there was, I want nothing of it. You probably shouldn't either.

[It was a dirty, corrupted thing.]

I should've listened better and slacked off less.

[He shakes his head.]

All in the past now, though. Can't change it.

[vermicompost]

[He feels small beneath that glare, but it seems his risk has paid off, because Lancer isn't trying to kill him.]

I don't want the Grail. I only want to win it. I'm going to give it to someone else.

[Someone who definitely shouldn't have the Grail, he knows, but that's the deal. He has to turn over the Grail for Sakura to be freed.]

I wish I'd been stronger. There are a lot of things I should have done.

But you're right. We can only deal with what's ahead of us. We can't change the past.

[puppy_lancer]

No. The Grail...

[His hands clench into fists.]

It's something nobody should use. If your Grail is anything like mine, it's dirtier than a public toilet. And that's not to mention the greed of most of those who would fight for it. That sort of thing...is better off not existing.

[vermicompost]

[He stares at Lancer. The Grail, unusable? How can that be? Everyone's fighting for it. Everyone wants it so much--even him, if not for himself.]

Is it?

But I have to. I have to give it to him.

If I don't, he won't let her go. I don't care about the Grail, but I don't have a choice. Because of him. What else can I do? That's all that matters to me.

[puppy_lancer]

It spews black shit. I don't know if the "him" in question would wanna use it either if he knew.

[He closes his eyes and thinks.]

...You could always throw him into the Grail. Maybe he'll start regret wanting it?

[vermicompost]

Spews? What do you mean? It doesn't grant the winner's wish, like they say?

[He listens to this new idea. It's almost unthinkable, at first, that he could do such a thing... But really, he'd love to be rid of Zouken. More than anything. For a moment, he almost smiles.]

What would happen, if I did that?

[puppy_lancer]

I dunno. I never made a wish on it. Never need to. I just wanted to get it for my Master, and she never had much of a wish either.

[Except, maybe, to live.]

But the last time I saw it, it was spewing black shit all over the place. When the Priest dipped Saber in it, he became this abomination of an existence. Just something all black and twisted and...

[He winces.]

Wrong.

[vermicompost]

I'm the same way. I only wanted it for someone else. I don't want to make a wish.

[Well, he does have one, but he's not going to wish on the Grail for it.

He shudders.]

I don't want him to become something worse. He's bad enough already. I don't think he's even human anymore.

[Wait...]

Saber? The priest? Oh, of course. You're from a different War. Things went wrong. That's what the war does, I think. Makes things wrong.

[puppy_lancer]

I figured. Berserekr's Master was a little girl in mine.

[A little girl who had become one of the War's first casualties.]

Funny how something Holy makes everything so wrong. I wouldn't even have to get it for her if it wasn't for the previous Grail War.

Next time, just have your Servant kill the fucker.

[vermicompost]

Yes, of course. Lancer was someone else, in my War.

That's true. It isn't very holy, is it? I wouldn't have had to take part in it either. I didn't want anything to do with magecraft. Except I had to save her.

Next time... I'm not sure if I can. He should die. He deserves to. But he's so much more powerful than I am, so wary. [Zouken didn't get to be where he was by trusting people.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He shrugs.]

It was fun fighting the other Servants. I would've been happy if it was just that.

Find strong allies, then.

[vermicompost]

[He reaches down to touch the Command Seals on his hand.]

I don't like fighting. I never really wanted to fight, but I had to.

All I have is Berserker. He fights for me. I don't know what I can do. To be rid of him... Things would be so much better.

[He'd still die, but Sakura would be happier, wouldn't she? Yet it's hard to imagine that happening.]

[puppy_lancer]

Hey, is he here?

[Lancer looks like he just thought up a good idea.]

[vermicompost]

No, I can't summon him. He must not have come here with me.