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Win a war, get kidnapped. What a thing to wake up to.
Characters: Caster and YOU!
Setting: Room 2-09, Cafeteria and Floor 10.
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what you use.
Summary: A servant magical foxgirl has arrived! In costume and without her Master.
Warnings: Possible spoilers for the end of Fate/Extra.
[Room 2-09]
[When Caster wakes up, it's obvious from the start that she is not in the Moon Cell anymore. The paralysis is not normal, and if nothing else about the war was standard, freezing the Servants as they wake is not.
Though she will definitely dwell on it, doing so while laying around and doing nothing else is pointless. She sits up once the paralysis wears off, pulling at the costume she's been stuck in and glancing around.]
Hellooo? Is anyone in here? Masteeer?
[Cafeteria]
[Caster just stares at it, a disgusted look on her face. Really? This is what she's supposed to be eating? She'd rather eat the dubious candy laying all over the floors than this gross mess.]
Eugh. Doesn't this place have anything better? You steal my cute clothes and my Master, and you can't even give a lady something decent to eat! Some "rescue" group.
[Floor 10]
[Caster is wandering through the dry areas of the floor, running her hands through the water occasionally as she walks.]
Hmm-mm~. It's almost like the Moon Cell down here! The arena part, at least. I wonder how much experience you can get from beating these weaklings.
[A round mirror is floating around her in a circle, smacking wayward fish monsters down when they get too close. When they drop candy, she scoops a few pieces up and leaves the rest for others to grab.]
Eh... That's all? This isn't a decent item at all! Cheapskates.
Setting: Room 2-09, Cafeteria and Floor 10.
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what you use.
Summary: A servant magical foxgirl has arrived! In costume and without her Master.
Warnings: Possible spoilers for the end of Fate/Extra.
[Room 2-09]
[When Caster wakes up, it's obvious from the start that she is not in the Moon Cell anymore. The paralysis is not normal, and if nothing else about the war was standard, freezing the Servants as they wake is not.
Though she will definitely dwell on it, doing so while laying around and doing nothing else is pointless. She sits up once the paralysis wears off, pulling at the costume she's been stuck in and glancing around.]
Hellooo? Is anyone in here? Masteeer?
[Cafeteria]
[Caster just stares at it, a disgusted look on her face. Really? This is what she's supposed to be eating? She'd rather eat the dubious candy laying all over the floors than this gross mess.]
Eugh. Doesn't this place have anything better? You steal my cute clothes and my Master, and you can't even give a lady something decent to eat! Some "rescue" group.
[Floor 10]
[Caster is wandering through the dry areas of the floor, running her hands through the water occasionally as she walks.]
Hmm-mm~. It's almost like the Moon Cell down here! The arena part, at least. I wonder how much experience you can get from beating these weaklings.
[A round mirror is floating around her in a circle, smacking wayward fish monsters down when they get too close. When they drop candy, she scoops a few pieces up and leaves the rest for others to grab.]
Eh... That's all? This isn't a decent item at all! Cheapskates.
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Looks like some~one got in over their head. Low-level guys like you shouldn't go looking for trouble, you know.
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I'M NOT LOW LEVEL! I can bet my stats are better than yours! I was...just talking about the candy dropping out.
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[Candy getting dropped from monsters is really not that amazing, dude. Everyday occurrence in RPGland!]
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Because these things usually drop blood and guts and not fucking candy!
[The figure looks clearer now. Though its face is still obscured, it's obviously a tall man, wearing a dog-shaped kigurumi that looks baggy even on him.]
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[She dodges the monster he kicked as it flies past her.]
Hey, watch it, buddy! You could have hit me with that.
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What sort of fucked up world did you come from where monsters drop items?
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[She'd only seen a similar-looking guy for a few moments, but it is oddly familiar.]
Let me guess: you've never heard of it.
[From the way this day has been going, it's the most likely reason.]
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[She moves closer, trying to get a better look at his face.]
Wait. Aren't you... Lancer?
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And you? I'd be tempted to guess Servant if you didn't look so cute.
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Well, I am a Servant! I may be cute, but that doesn't mean I'm not strong, eheh.
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Really? Your Master must be one lucky guy.
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And she's not a guy. My Master is a beautiful, wonderful girl. ♥
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A beautiful girl...Man, I would've loved to face off against your team.
[Double the pretty girls to hit on!]
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And if you hit on my Master, you're dead meat, okay? ♥ She's taken.
[And there is a loooong list of people ahead of you on the chance she isn't, buddy.
P.S. She's totally not jealous. Not. At. All.]
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[He punches the last of the monsters back into the water, leaving a bunch of candy at his feet.]
What if I hit on both of you and my Master at the same time? That way, nobody gets jealous.
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[And that's only a slight exaggeration.]
Complimenting and flirting are two different things, you know.
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[Misaya had already tried that many, many times.]
Are they, now? Maybe I just don't wanna settle for appreciating from afar.
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[Not impressed, Lancer.]
Well, you might survive her, but I'll definitely hurt you if you touch my Master. She's off-limits, okay?
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[He'll still take that as compliment.]
Does whispering sweet nothings into her ear count as touching?
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[Oh, snap.]
Touching her with your breath in her ear counts. ♥
Blasting times?
What about you?
[He leans down, as if to whisper something to her.]
Morphin' times.
What do you think you're doing? I'm a married woman, you know!
[Not that something like that will stop him, but maybe that tail sneaking behind his back to tug at his ponytail hard will.]
Re: Morphin' times.
[He falls over. As he tries to get up, he feels his pajamas somehow...tightening over his chest.]
Ow!
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[She smirks.]
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