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Characters: Saber (Alter) and You!
Setting: Dorms (Room 1-09), Graveyard (floor 48) and Forest (Floor 32)
Format: Starting Action, but I'll match.
Summary: A 'gift' from home makes Saber think on the past maybe a bit too much.
Warnings: none expected, but remember no superpowers on 32nd floor

[Dorm]

[When Saber had seen the basket of food, she was quite happy. After having been ill and with the limited food, she'd barely eaten anything all month. Of course, being a Servant, she didn't require food, but she so did love to eat. And then she saw what kind of food it was in the basket - things she hadn't had since she walked the hills of her homeland.

It made her go to hide it in her trunk and that's when she saw it. Wrought of the finest gold, sparkling sapphires inlaid into the band... it was her crown. The royal crown of King Arthur. She picked it up and held it before her, pale eyes drinking in the treasure. She could tell it was hers and not a reproduction; a king knows his crown.

Walking away from the trunk, she hesitantly put it on her head. It fit as she remembered, the weight as it should be and it rest perfectly. And then her eyes widened and she snatched the crown off her head. No, no, no, she didn't want to be king anymore. She wanted to reset things, change her destiny... redo the selection. Save Britain from herself.

So it was laying on her back holding the crown above her, turning it slowly in her hands with a distant look in her eyes, Saber would be found in Room 1-09. The door was half-open, unnoticed by Saber, as she thought about the past.]

[Graveyard]

[Saber walked through the graveyard, past stones, until she came to one that was broken. In rubble at her feet - the letters S BE visible in a few pieces - she stared down at the stone. She now knew who this grave belonged to. It was her own, but not her own. And so, thinking she was alone, she spoke to it in a quiet voice.]

A battle has been fought and is now over. Place your sword upon the ground and rest in the temporal peace. After dozing in the warmth of a dream, a new day will begin. The days keep passing by...

And we still chase the same star we once saw.

[Saber folded her hands into her greatcloak and bowed her head.]

Forest Floor 32]

[To clear her mind, Saber chose the forest where she felt the most human. Here her prana was quiet and she had to rely on skills and knowledge learned from her childhood, her time as a squire, and not the might of a Heroic Spirit. It was calming.

Quietly, she moved through the forest, downwind, as she tried to sneak up on a grazing deer. She was close, waiting patiently behind cover, when something made the deer raise his head, antlers brushing the branches above. And then it took off, having noticed whoever came upon Saber in her game of skill.

Sighing, she stood up, revealing her concealed presence.]

...great.

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[And chaos sighed at that, looking a little bit more melancholy than he already did.]

...I am sorry. Betrayals do sting, and it takes quite a bit to keep going after them. However..you shall be able to rise again and keep fighting. Your sword has not yet been laid to rest.

Mine will not rest until it is time.

...who are you?

You do not have to worry then. It's time shall not come for a long while yet.

..As for my name, it is chaos.

[As for who and what he was, that was a long story that chaos almost never told.]

It will come when it comes. Your name and your manner are opposite.

...And I can tell you that it probably won't come for awhile. As for my name and manner, I am not quite sure what you mean.

[Actually, he did..he was just playing a bit dumb to get more information and to hide the truth about himself.]

Chaos is far from pleasant.

...No one said that I enjoyed being chaos.

Then become something else.

[chaos gave her a sad, pained smile.]

..I would like to, more than you know. However, I cannot. Even in my world, one cannot change the role they are put in. What role were you put in? What is your name?

I am Saber. I am a knight.

[chaos nodded.]

..I see. It is nice to meet you, Saber. Keep on fighting. I know that someday, that star will fall into your hands..and you will be able to celebrate with your friends, even if they are not the same ones you remember.

[The over-optimism is not sitting well with Saber.]

Perhaps. Are you here for a specific stone as well?

[Sorry, Saber. It's how chaos deals with pain. However, at that question, he sighed and looked over at the fifteen pieces of wood he had stuck in the ground.]

..There are no stones here for my friends. At least..if there are, I have not found them. I was setting up old markers for a few of them.

If they are not here, why even venture? This is not a place for the dead despite its appearance. It is a place for the lost.

..To remember them, and others. And to lessen my own grief. As for the dead and the lost..are the two not similar?

Similar, yes, but still quite different.

..Perhaps, in your universe. In mine, souls usually get recycled over and over again in different shells.

How convenient.

[chaos would have liked to say that while it was convenient, it was also terribly painful to sense souls that you had been friends with long ago in different bodies that wouldn't even remember you. But he had probably said too much as it was, so he merely closed his eyes and sighed.]

...On some level, it is.

I means you get a second chance without committing yourself to serve.

No..if means that you just keep being reincarnated with new memories and bodies. You shall never remember the transition or recognize all the extra chances.

It is still another life without bindings.

In my world, very few are bound in the first place or can even be bound. I suppose it is different in your world?

Some are born to prophecy.

[chaos nodded and opened his eyes.]

..I see. Hopefully your prophecy was kinder than the others.

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