in the end it doesn't even matter!!

[nohurryforglory]

Characters: Saber and YOU!!!
Setting: Room 1-01, floor 22, and floor 15
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what others reply with!
Summary: Clearly the tower doesn't have enough Sabers.
Warnings: Likely to have spoilers for Fate/Extra I guess?!

ROOM 1-01;

[It's one thing to wake up out of sleep paralysis. It's another to wake up in an unknown room. It was another just to even wake up given all that had happened, but all of those things were just minor details in Saber's mind as she stood up and looked around. More importantly, she looked at herself.

And what she was wearing.

Sorry roommates, if you were sleeping or just happened to be chilling in the room, there is now one ungodly and furious screech coming from the newest member of the room.]

FLOOR 22: ART GALLERY;

[Obviously the thing to do when you wake up somewhere weird is check the place out, right? Find out where she is, where she can go, if there's anything neat around here--all that stuff. In this case though, a certain newcomer seems a little too invested in investigating the tower...

Or in other words, Saber can be found critiquing the pieces in the art gallery i.e. yelling loudly about how much better she'd be able to do.]

To think this is what they call art in some worlds! Had I but a brush and a canvas, I would paint a masterpiece finer than anything this dreadful tower has ever seen. Umu, to not enlighten those here with what true beauty is would be the greatest tragedy.

FLOOR 15: WORKSHOP;

[And sadly enough, that's exactly what she does... After scouring the tower in search of material, Saber ends up in the workshop with a few different canvases in front of her. Curiously enough, the subject of the paintings seems to be the same person, albeit in different poses and unfinished states.]

What an unsightly state this is. To capture Praetor's beauty in paint is far more difficult than I had imagined. There are too many ideas, too much inspiration! If a picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand paintings would never be enough for her. [That's one way to worship the ground someone walks on... Regardless, she continues to speak aloud to herself while painting.] However, as difficult as this may be, a challenge shall only make it all the more rewarding. After all, I am the only one capable of completing such a challenge!

Comments

[nohurryforglory]

Be glad it isn't, otherwise a mere apology would be nowhere near enough compensation. [She just really digs art man... But given her attitude of "man-I-can't-believe-this-idiot-let-that-fall", it's pretty evident that she has no idea who this person is.]

[vermicompost]

No, it's fine. I slipped. I'll be more careful.

[He slowly lifts it up, with a deep exhale, then steps carefully away from the art, not trusting his own movements.]

You don't--know me? [Maybe he should take advantage of her ignorance to leave, but he stays, realizing just how different she is, even though she looks so similar to Saber.]

[nohurryforglory]

You? [giving him a once-over] I do not believe so; while your appearance is rather lackluster, I would remember one as clumsy and weak as you.

[SHE DOESN'T MEAN TO INSULT HIM HONESTLY just... yeah he doesn't seem very fit. And then there's just being blunt. c_c]

[vermicompost]

I see. Yes, I--I know.

[he coughs, briefly. He can't deny he's not in the best of shape. It's plainly obvious.

Well, he had heard of there being different versions of the same person, but it's strange to see it, if that's what this is a case of.]

You're Saber, aren't you? [She can't be someone else altogether, can she?]

[nohurryforglory]

Indeed, I am Saber. [She sighs.] I assume you are yet another who has seen someone bearing my visage?

[vermicompost]

Yes, that's right. She looks--a little different, but she has your face.

[She must be a Servant, too, but at least this Servant isn't bent on killing him.]

Are you--an artist?

[nohurryforglory]

Hoh, I see... Perhaps the gods longed to see my visage so greatly they recreated it. [nodding to herself yep that totally must be the answer]

Umu, I am! [And this is said with proud confidence.] For a person such as myself, there is nothing better than to create something beautiful with my own hands!

[vermicompost]

That could be. You're not much like the other Saber otherwise.

[The serious, threatening one.]

I see. That's a nice idea. You're lucky to be able to make things like that. I've always admired art, but I've never had much talent for it.

[nohurryforglory]

Oh? What is this other Saber like?

Umu, while some are indeed blessed with such talents they surpass the gods, [i.e. talking about herself Saber you need to tone down the haughtiness someday] one should not let that stop themselves from creating something.

[vermicompost]

She's very serious, severe. Angry. Her eyes are golden. She wears black armor.

I see. I'm sure you're very gifted. [He's not about to argue with Saber. That doesn't strike him as a good idea.]

That's true, there's nothing to stop me. But I'm not sure what I'd make. I don't really have any ideas. Maybe a painting...? Oh--I like to take photographs. I have a camera.

[nohurryforglory]

How dreary. If she truly has a face akin to mine, it would be better for her to put it to good use! [i.e. look FABULOUS but nero not everyone cares about looks like you do....]

Then pursue it! I admit to not knowing much regarding photography and the like, but art is art. Taking pictures is a fine place to start from.

[vermicompost]

I wish she wasn't so severe. [And trying to kill him.] But--I think she looks fine.

Do you think so? I don't have a lot of time, but maybe I could try just taking a few pictures. It would be something to do here.

[As he has his camera with him, not having wanted to leave it behind, he takes it out.]

I'm not sure where to develop them.

[nohurryforglory]

Umu! Indeed, all I hear of this place is the torture and mayhem, but one must have some sort of respite regardless.

Considering what else this tower holds, I am sure you could find somewhere to develop them. If not, perhaps it would be possible to ask another for assistance on it.