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!

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[nohurryforglory]

[Saber lifts an eyebrow at first before almost smirking, as if amused by the painting before her. Sure history didn't look back on such festivities so kindly anymore, but it entertained her people, and that was all that mattered.]

As irritating as it is to share not only a face but a title, it is one that suits me just fine. My name is not needed here.

[oforder]

You enjoy this painting.

[ He says that without even turning to look at her. It's hard to tell if he enjoys it, however, as he didn't even show any form of reaction as the picture began changing.

He examines the picture just a bit more closely. He doesn't seem to be looking at the violent bits as much as he was the various characters themselves. As if he's trying to identify them. ]

The year this is meant to represent is the year seventy-six AD. One of the first years the Colosseum was active shortly after its construction. It was built by and for Emperor Titus Flavius Caesar Vespasianus Augustus. However, twelve years before this painting took place, construction on it was set back by the Great Fire of Rome. Do you know what happened shortly after that?

[ Wilhelm turned back to face Saber directly as he asked this question. Clearly, this man is very knowledgeable about history. Perhaps even too knowledgeable. ]

CRIES I'M SO LATE I'M SORRY

[nohurryforglory]

[Despite her amusement at the previous painting, the more Wilhelm talks, the more carefully guarded her expression becomes. He's speaking with a bit too much familiarity with the subject than she was comfortable with.

Upon his facing her however, she easily returns to her usual flippant attitude.]

Not at all. Shall I assume you will enlighten me?

[oforder]

Emperor Nero attempted to destroy it.

[ You shouldn't have asked, Saber. Wilhelm takes a sip of his wine, finishing the glass. His hand begins glowing, an in a small, dark bubble - not as much black in color as it is a complete absence of light, like a black hole - and when it fades, the glass is gone. He then folds his hands behind his back. ]

I was not interested in the power plays between the two. I had a far more important target to keep track of, for it would be another century before I could execute the next phase of my plan.

[nohurryforglory]

[WOW WILHELM WOW though on her part, Saber does manage to keep any hostility she might feel from showing on her face--though she does raise an eyebrow at the whole disappearing glass thing.

More importantly though.]

Oh? You speak as if you were there yourself. [WHO ARE YOU DUDE.]

[oforder]

Astute observation. [ He finally turned to face her, one hand folded behind his back. ]

Me reign ended seventeen years before the reign of Nero began. Pannonia, Dalmatia, Raetia, and eventually, Germania. I needed them secured to lay the foundations for Nero's rule, and by extension, the persecution of the Christians, leading to the foundation of the Roman Catholic Church. Ormus was founded several thousand years later. It was integral to my plans.

[ His face was entirely devoid of any expression as he said this. It was as if he were giving a history lecture, rather than telling a piece of his own back story. ]

I have been known by several names throughout history, though the one you are most familiar with is 'Tiberius Julius Caesar Augustus.' Today, I am known simply as 'Wilhelm.'

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[nohurryforglory]

[--!]

[nohurryforglory]

What are you? [It would be one thing if he was a Heroic Spirit--after all, no one expected Nero to be living out of time, yet here she was. However, she couldn't feel anything like that coming from this man.] Of all the ridiculous things I expected to hear, I did not count a claim of being Tiberius himself to be among them.

[oforder]

There are only two people in my world who are capable of defining me. [ He took a few steps towards her. ] One of them is Yeshua. The other is Mary Magdalene. But you already know them, don't you?

[ Wilhelm folded his hands behind his back. ] I do not wish to be your enemy. Quite the opposite, actually. It is because of you that one of the largest pillars of the success of the eternal recurrence were put into place.

[nohurryforglory]

[NARROWING HER EYES AT HIM EVEN MORE because seriously what is up with this dude... Since when was Tiberius some immortal weirdo she doesn't remember stuff like that.]

Oh? How flattering to hear that you are so sure of my identity already. [Okay no she knows he's got her beat on that but PRIDE!!]

[oforder]

I did not believe it at first, either. [ Because he could have sworn Nero was a guy. The painting behind him began to change yet again, this time showing an extremely graphic scene of a crucifixion. ]

There is little that I do not know of, even here. [ Except he's already pretty sure this isn't the Nero from his universe. ]

[nohurryforglory]

[More of those weirdo Christians... She looks on with a flat expression, still wondering what he's trying to get at.]

Then I must ask: what do you know?

[oforder]

I could tell you, perhaps.

[ Not necessarily, crucifixion during the time of the Roman Empire was about as common as hanging in the middle-ages. Especially for poor nobodies who commit crimes. ]

But wouldn't you rather that I show you?

[nohurryforglory]

Hmph! Very well, do as you say and proceed to show me. [Okay maybe she should being a little more cautious here and all but this is SOMEHOW (???) PERSONAL so.]

[oforder]

[ Wilhelm raised one of his hands. On a nearby table, that began vibrating, a small, black orb appeared, surrounded by distorted space. And there, as it faded, would be the Compass. ]

This the Compass of Order and Chaos. It allows me to know all possible futures by following the movements of the collective subconscious. Though, I cannot track the Administrators with it.

[nohurryforglory]

Such a peculiar device... [At that, she lets out a short laugh.] Of course. Allowing you to track their own movements with this would only make things too easy, wouldn't it?

[oforder]

It might. Thankfully, I do not need it for that. The others who inhabit this Tower are doing that for me.

[nohurryforglory]

Naturally. [She can't say she's surprised at that at least.] It would seem then you are in a position of power relatively similar to your last.

[oforder]

That is not exactly correct. [ In his universe, at least at his time period, he was the CEO of the two largest corporations in the galaxy (though one was under an alias) was manipulating almost every major faction with any real power, had near absolute control over the galactic economy, and had significant clout with the Galactic Federation due to being its former executive committee director, but his term expired. ]

That said, I barely need to do anything, here. All I need at the moment is patience.

[nohurryforglory]

Patience for what then, might I ask?

[oforder]

For the Administrators to appear, again.

[nohurryforglory]

And what shall you do when they reappear? Threaten them, force your way to return home? Or perhaps engage in a friendly chat.

[oforder]

Attempting violence on them has resulted in failure every single time, has it not? [ He shook his head. ]

I shall simply observe. While they are all unpleasant, I have noticed subtle differences between them. [ She should be able to see where he is going with this. ]

[nohurryforglory]

[A nod. She can't say she really likes this guy, but at least she doesn't seem outright hostile anymore...] As fine a response as one can be, it would seem. Unfortunately, I cannot say I have the same sort of patience myself.

[oforder]

I existed before the protozoa that would eventually become your most distant ancestor. Patience was something I learned long, long ago.