Irisviel von Einzbern (
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towerofanimus2012-11-08 08:26 pm
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Characters: Irisviel von Einzbern & YOU!
Setting: Room 01-01 -> Meadow -> Library
Format: Action, but I'll match!
Summary: Another awakening in the tower. Confusion and many tearful and angsty reunions and meetings are had.
Warnings: Spoilers for the end of Fate/Zero. Also angst. Lots of angst.
[Room 01-01]
[It was a strange thing, feeling your consciousness returning to you after you accepted your death. The last thing Irisviel remembered was the feeling of drowning, of suffocating, of being dragged by cold, clammy hands into an inky, muddy blackness that she knew she could not escape. This was her fate. There was something so wrong about this dark, evil feeling surrounding her, but she could do nothing to fight against it. She could only accept it.
But then the strangest thing happened: she opened her eyes. She took in the sight of surroundings she had most certainly never seen before. She couldn't move, but that didn't faze her one bit - she had been completely immobile since she had given Avalon to Kiritsugu.
... And then another strange thing happened. There was a slight tingling sensation, and then all of a sudden... she could feel the soft surface of the bed under her. She could feel the material of her clothes clinging to her. Slowly, with an expression that certainly appears to be disbelief, she raises a hand, and slowly curls it into a tight fist. There was strength in this movement. But how...?
Any roommates already in the room are free to call her out on her behavior. Any roommates that walk in at a later time will see her up and out of bed, slowly stretching and looking extremely surprised at being able to do so.]
[Floor 25]
[Irisviel isn't really doing anything on this floor. She's simply wandering about, sleeves of her shirt rolled up and thigh-high boots abandoned back near the stairs, humming softly to herself. There's still a bit of tension in the way she carries herself, but the more time she spends here, the more relaxed she seems.]
[Floor 4]
[There is a lady sitting at one of the computer terminals! A very pretty lady. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Nah, not really, except the look of absolute confusion on her face. It's likely that she knows what the device in front of her is, judging by the way she taps away at a few of the keys, but when nothing happens, she looks almost amusingly panicked.]
Setting: Room 01-01 -> Meadow -> Library
Format: Action, but I'll match!
Summary: Another awakening in the tower. Confusion and many tearful and angsty reunions and meetings are had.
Warnings: Spoilers for the end of Fate/Zero. Also angst. Lots of angst.
[Room 01-01]
[It was a strange thing, feeling your consciousness returning to you after you accepted your death. The last thing Irisviel remembered was the feeling of drowning, of suffocating, of being dragged by cold, clammy hands into an inky, muddy blackness that she knew she could not escape. This was her fate. There was something so wrong about this dark, evil feeling surrounding her, but she could do nothing to fight against it. She could only accept it.
But then the strangest thing happened: she opened her eyes. She took in the sight of surroundings she had most certainly never seen before. She couldn't move, but that didn't faze her one bit - she had been completely immobile since she had given Avalon to Kiritsugu.
... And then another strange thing happened. There was a slight tingling sensation, and then all of a sudden... she could feel the soft surface of the bed under her. She could feel the material of her clothes clinging to her. Slowly, with an expression that certainly appears to be disbelief, she raises a hand, and slowly curls it into a tight fist. There was strength in this movement. But how...?
Any roommates already in the room are free to call her out on her behavior. Any roommates that walk in at a later time will see her up and out of bed, slowly stretching and looking extremely surprised at being able to do so.]
[Floor 25]
[Irisviel isn't really doing anything on this floor. She's simply wandering about, sleeves of her shirt rolled up and thigh-high boots abandoned back near the stairs, humming softly to herself. There's still a bit of tension in the way she carries herself, but the more time she spends here, the more relaxed she seems.]
[Floor 4]
[There is a lady sitting at one of the computer terminals! A very pretty lady. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Nah, not really, except the look of absolute confusion on her face. It's likely that she knows what the device in front of her is, judging by the way she taps away at a few of the keys, but when nothing happens, she looks almost amusingly panicked.]

Floor 25
--the presence of a Servant will hit Irisviel's senses as Archer pauses and sits down next to a cluster of flowers.]
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Once she mentally prepares herself, she turns, and--]
... Eh?
[And is quickly rendered speechless. This man... he certainly has that unmistakable presence of a Servant, but he's not one that she's seen before. How....?]
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Floor 4
What's with that look? Haven't you seen a computer before?
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She doesn't comment on it just yet, not wanting to reveal her status as a magus. Instead, she merely laughs, a sheepish smile crossing her face.] I have, but I've never used such a thing before. Technology such as this wasn't very common in my home.
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25
For now simply lays on her back and stares into the floor's artificial sky. She really did miss home and the feeling of fresh air against her pale skin.
Her reminiscing is soon broken when she hears the sound of someone walking -and humming- nearby, she rises to a seated position and looks around for the source of the noise.]
Hello? Is someone there?
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Her suspicions (fears? Uncertainties?) were confirmed when she spun on her heel and spotted the young girl sitting among the flowers, and her breath stopped. It... it really was her. She looked older somehow, a few years at least, but this was most certainly her daughter Illyasviel. The daughter she had loved so dearly. The daughter she had to resign herself to never seeing again.
The shock is clear on the woman's face as she steps forward, and it's even more obvious in the way her voice shakes when she speaks just one, single word:]
... Illya?
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25
Laying on the ground next to the figure was a shinai and she gave no reaction to the approach of another. It wasn't a Servant, so right then, Saber didn't care to even look back to see who it was.]
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Or... that was her plan at least. When she approached the Servant, she noticed certain... familiar aspects about her. Things that reminded her of the time before she was but an inch from death's door; some of the rare, happy moments during the last few weeks of her life. This... this couldn't be, could it...?]
... Saber?
[The call is soft, cautious, and there's still some distance between them. But despite that distance, and despite the feeling that send a bad shudder down her spine, there was absolutely no fear in her voice.]
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Floor 4
Um, hey, need any help?
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Phew finally not another Servant.Irisviel looks up, a rather clueless smile on her face.]I'd appreciate it, yes. I've never used such a thing before!
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25
She can't help sighing a bit, not noticing the other person there]
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Is something wrong?
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floor 25;
That strange feeling in the air around her... it can be ignored for now.
It wasn't nearly as important as gathering flowers. Rin knew when she lost Lancer (the severing of a pact fresh on her mind), but it seems appropriate to pick flowers for her only trusted ally in this world. That's why the roots are still intact; she has the intent to transplant them in the graveyard floor.
But that strange feeling... it was as though she can hear another heart thumping to be free from it's cage.
That sets her on edge as the traces of the corruption linger around her form, begging for release. She thought she was without that voice, that attachment anymore, so why did she feel...
Red eyes catch sight of the only other disturbance in a field of flowers. A woman with hair as white as Rin's and eyes the same color. The plants all fall from her hands as she feels all strength in her arms fade, leaving her to stare in disbelief. ]
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Slowly she turned, and though she was doing her best to keep the uneasiness out of her expression and voice, she can't stop another shudder from running straight through her at the appearance of the strange girl.]
Who....?
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Floor 4
[An angel comes by to stand next to her, large wings fluttering gently.]
I'd be happy to help.
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Ah... [She quickly shakes her head to clear her thoughts, then smiles.] Y-Yes, I would greatly appreciate the help. I've seen others use such things before, but I've never used one myself.
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floor 25
When he hears someone walking nearby, he sits up, his movements slow and pained.
His eyes widen as he sees Irisviel. Irisviel, whose death Saber blames him for. He doesn't know what to say at first.]
Oh. Hello.
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[Lucky for him, there's no spark of recognition in her eyes when she turns, a bit surprised, to see him lying on the ground nearby. He wasn't there with his Servant when he had come for her (and his Servant had been disguised as another, so how could she have known through that?) and his appearance didn't match the picture Kiritsugu had on file of the Matou Master, so there was no way for her to know who he was.]
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floor 4
[A metallic girl with faintly similar eyes and hair to Irisviel's own leaned over inquisitively.]
D'you need some help with that?
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... She realizes quickly that she must have been staring, and quickly shook her head to push back that confusion.]
Is it that obvious? Mm, yes, I do... I've seen devices like this before, but this is the first time I've had an opportunity to use one.
[Kiritsugu had offered to teach her, and while she didn't have the fear or disgust of technology that her grandfather and the rest of the Einzbern clan felt, she never took him up on that offer.]
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Floor Four!
Seiko doesn't start any shenanigans though! She is not the kind of girl who oogles at complete strangers (oh who is she kidding, she so totally would), and besides, Iri looks like she's in a pickle.
Seiko studies Iri, at least as best she could from her place behind her. She takes a few quiet steps forward until she's directly behind Iri. Seiko doesn't offer the stranger any help at first. She just casually peeks over her shoulder, at the computer screen. She looks down at the keys on the keyboard, then tilts her head back up and -- boy oh boy does that look on Iri's face seem twenty times cuter now! Seiko giggles. ]
You look like you're having trouble!
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H-Huh? Oh, yes... I've never used such a device before, so it's just a bit confusing!
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haha late on the "seiko butting in" train...
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room 1-01 and placeholder CRIES
Well, it seemed better than waking up in a shitty costume at least, so.]
If you truly desire exercise so much, I am rather sure there is somewhere more suitable than a shared room for such activity.
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... But any thoughts of apologies quickly flew out of her mind because wow. Doesn't this look familiar...]
... Forgive me for being rude, but who are you?
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floor four
...Einzbern?
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Rider's Master... they brought you here as well?
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1/2
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