Forever is a pretty long time

[prototyper]

Characters: Ayaka Sajyou and you!
Setting: Pretty much everywhere the entire week.
Format: Action, but I'll match ~.
Summary: Ayaka's been waiting for prince charming. Ten year later, that bastard has yet to show up.
Warnings: Nothing right now, other than a very angry tsundere.

Doorm floors / around 02-17
[ To be perfectly honest, Ayaka's lost track of the time she's been at the tower. But she knows she's been waiting for a long time. Waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Waiting for her real servant to come along. But that day never came.

She was lonely. She was a twenty-seven year old girl waiting for some dumb servant. How childish.

For the most part, Ayaka hung around the dorm floors. There was nothing to really explore. She was sick of this place. Right now, she's leaning against a random wall and staring off into space. Maybe you should try and talk to her? ]

Floor Twenty-five
[ This place again. There's not much going on except for Ayaka sitting. Occasionally, she'll mumble to herself though the words are pretty unclear. However, the next few words are actually clear! ]

I should have never gotten involved with any of them. I'd rather fight ten Holy Grail Wars then spend a damn minute in the same room as them.

Graveyard
You really have forgotten about me, haven't you?

[ See Ayaka. See Ayaka talking to a particular gravestone. She's sitting, her knees up to her chest as her eyes cast downwards. She knows the gravestone won't answer back but all of these years of built up frustration is starting to finally get to her. ]

Whatever. I don't care anymore. I knew I lost you a long time ago. Lancer isn't a good servant either. He doesn't care about me anymore and neither do you.

[ She buries her face in her knees. ]

I don't care... I don't care... I don't care...

Around the tower.
[ Feel free to spot Ayaka anywhere else in the tower. ]

Comments

[redbranch]

[He sighs and leans against the wall.]

I certainly care about what you do. So tell me, Master, who do you want gone?

[prototyper]

It's nothing, Lancer.

[redbranch]

...If you're sure.

[He relaxes his pose.]

Then...how've you been holding up the last couple of days? People are starting to act weird again, so be careful.

[prototyper]

I've had better days.

... They're always acting weird. What's new this time? Besides the sudden arrival of new people, I mean.

[redbranch]

People's ages. They're either too old or too young, and their memories are fucked up too.

[No comment on the newbies. She wouldn't be here alone if she found Saber among them.]

[prototyper]

It's another experiment, then.

It always is.

[redbranch]

More complicated that the last few, if you ask me. Be careful around those newbies. And if any of them give you trouble, just call for me.

[And, even if they didn't hold a spirit link, he would get to her somehow.]

[prototyper]

Yeah, I'll... Be sure to do that.

.... Why do you still hang around me? And if you say it's because I'm your master, I'm not going to be happy.

[redbranch]

You're a good woman.

[This was true even back when Misaya was alive. Something about her kindness and emotion reminded Lancer of Emer. Even now, embittered by her years of waiting, she was still a good woman.]

[prototyper]

That's all...?

[ Blink. She wasn't expecting another answer, really. ]

[redbranch]

You want me to elaborate? You're beautiful, devoted, kind, and tough. You could do good either in a house or on a battlefield. You'd be my type of woman if your heart didn't already belong to someone else.

[The last sentence is said in a half-joking way. She probably wouldn't appreciate him being overly serious about liking her. Not when she was thinking so much about another man.]

That's why you should try cheering up a little more. Such a pretty face doesn't deserve to be covered in tears.