Lancer (Fate/Prototype) (
puppy_lancer) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-02-14 04:39 pm
Have a Doggy Valentine
Characters: Lancer and everybody. Strings characters welcome!
Setting: February 12-14, various floors
Format: Up to you
Summary: Lancer is unaffected by the event, but he's still celebrating! Time for him to make Valentines for everyone he knows.
Warnings: Nothing so far
Floor 99
[Lancer is hacking off chunks of crystals with his spear. They give him a headache if he looks at them for too long, but they make great materials for presents. He weighs them in his hand, wondering if they'll be able to stand his methods of working them into charms or other things.]
Floor 76
[He stares at the arrangement of flowers and herbs and wonders which ones are purely medicinal. The large amount of pollen in the air makes his nose itch, and he disturbs the relative peace of the floor with several loud sneezes.]
Floor 62
[He's strolling along the beach, scooping up shells, sea stars, and pebbles washed smooth by the waves. The pockets of his suit have been stuffed full and are weighing down on his legs. His hands are being quickly filled as well. Perhaps he should have brought a bag.]
Floor 51
[He's finally sewing a bag to carry all his supplies in. Every so often, he has to stop and curse as he stings his finger with the needle. Sewing is supposed to be women's work, so he never learned it.]
Floor 15
[With his supplies gathered, Lancer is sitting in the workshop, trying to work the shells, crystals, and other things into gifts to give to the people he knows. He's rather caught up in his work, so it would be easy for someone to sneak up on him.]
Floor 60 (14th only)
[Given the recent influx of people and the fact that so many food gifts were being given, the kitchens were rather busy. This is why Lancer only comes into the kitchen relatively late into the day. Right now, he's scratching his head at some of the recipes, trying to pick out the ingredients he needs from the huge stockpile of food that Kasumi had brought up to this floor.]
Floor 58
[Lancer has quite a big sack thrown over his shoulder. He's currently stuffing presents into the mail boxes of everyone whose names he knows.]
Room 01-01
[Catarina was one of those who didn't have a mailbox, so Lancer just knocks on her door and places his (awkward shaped) chocolates by her door along with a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day. Got you chocolate. We need to talk, though.
Room 01-09
[Saber's chocolate too is left by her door alongside a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day. I hope these taste good.
Room 02-17
[Ayaka's gift is a bag of cookies (again misshapen because Lancer couldn't use a mold properly) and a crystal charm carved with runes that spelled out a blessing of good fortune. Again, he's written a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry Saber couldn't get his ass over here. Ah well. Guess I'm giving you presents on his behalf too.
Setting: February 12-14, various floors
Format: Up to you
Summary: Lancer is unaffected by the event, but he's still celebrating! Time for him to make Valentines for everyone he knows.
Warnings: Nothing so far
Floor 99
[Lancer is hacking off chunks of crystals with his spear. They give him a headache if he looks at them for too long, but they make great materials for presents. He weighs them in his hand, wondering if they'll be able to stand his methods of working them into charms or other things.]
Floor 76
[He stares at the arrangement of flowers and herbs and wonders which ones are purely medicinal. The large amount of pollen in the air makes his nose itch, and he disturbs the relative peace of the floor with several loud sneezes.]
Floor 62
[He's strolling along the beach, scooping up shells, sea stars, and pebbles washed smooth by the waves. The pockets of his suit have been stuffed full and are weighing down on his legs. His hands are being quickly filled as well. Perhaps he should have brought a bag.]
Floor 51
[He's finally sewing a bag to carry all his supplies in. Every so often, he has to stop and curse as he stings his finger with the needle. Sewing is supposed to be women's work, so he never learned it.]
Floor 15
[With his supplies gathered, Lancer is sitting in the workshop, trying to work the shells, crystals, and other things into gifts to give to the people he knows. He's rather caught up in his work, so it would be easy for someone to sneak up on him.]
Floor 60 (14th only)
[Given the recent influx of people and the fact that so many food gifts were being given, the kitchens were rather busy. This is why Lancer only comes into the kitchen relatively late into the day. Right now, he's scratching his head at some of the recipes, trying to pick out the ingredients he needs from the huge stockpile of food that Kasumi had brought up to this floor.]
Floor 58
[Lancer has quite a big sack thrown over his shoulder. He's currently stuffing presents into the mail boxes of everyone whose names he knows.]
Room 01-01
[Catarina was one of those who didn't have a mailbox, so Lancer just knocks on her door and places his (awkward shaped) chocolates by her door along with a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day. Got you chocolate. We need to talk, though.
Room 01-09
[Saber's chocolate too is left by her door alongside a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day. I hope these taste good.
Room 02-17
[Ayaka's gift is a bag of cookies (again misshapen because Lancer couldn't use a mold properly) and a crystal charm carved with runes that spelled out a blessing of good fortune. Again, he's written a note.]
Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry Saber couldn't get his ass over here. Ah well. Guess I'm giving you presents on his behalf too.

Floor 99
Considering that she's cautiously approaching the other person on this... floor, curious as to what he's up to, obviously she chose to forgo the sleep strategy. She did have a look around her room earlier and discovered the trunk of items from her home world, but she only took her sword and shield for now, finding the clothing neither very helpful nor comforting in unfamiliar, possibly hostile environment. ]
Excuse me... Do you need help?
Re: Floor 99
I think I'm good. Thanks, though.
[He can't help but admire both her weapons and her physique.]
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Are they of some... value here?
[ She sheathes the Mythgraven Blade and walks over to the hunk of crystals he was hacking away at. She doesn't know about their headache-inducing powers just yet, so, of course, she looks rather closely at them. ]
You're not hurting them, are you?
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Not really. It just makes some pretty baubles, that's all. Not like we've got any use for money here.
And I don't think these things are alive.
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Ah... I see. Forgive me, it's just... On my home world, crystals are— were sentient. They had thoughts, emotions, desires exactly like people do. Not everyone could understand some of them when they spoke, but others...
oh crap how did I miss this
I thought you dropped this thread! lol I was wondering though... <3
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[ Unless you count the time she stole one that belonged to a little village of mages. Cecil won't talk about that right now. ]
They were sacred beings that blessed their homes and the people living there.
[ She turns her attention to the crystals surrounding them again. ]
This is why I wasn't certain if attacking these here was wise. Please excuse my presumptions.
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It's alright. Sorta hard for anyone to adjust to places really different from their homes. Though...I'll help you adjust if you ever need.
[Wink wink nudge nudge.]
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I would appreciate that. It would seem that none of my friends from home... survived its destruction.
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[After all, Ayaka had made it here.]
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I am glad to hear it. And happy for you. I hope they are well. Did they also not witness your world's destruction?
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[He had seen a wasteland through viewing scopes, but...]
And they don't sound like people who saw a world die.
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[ View scopes? What view scopes? ]
Had your world been in danger prior to you waking here? Mine was, but I... I thought the catastrophe had been stopped before the destruction could be done.
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[He was fighting for his Master in the Holy Grail War. It made it a bit harder for him to care about the entire world at that point.]
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[ Cecil sighs deeply and hums thoughtfully, frowning deeply as she closes her eyes. All those people... everyone she had ever known... all possibly gone forever. ]
I apologize; I have not introduced myself properly. I am Cecil Harvey.
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Oh, I-I... Thank you, Lancer.
[ Cecil has never been good at accepting compliments. ]
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[He leans in closer to her.]
You're even prettier with that blush. It's like foxgloves on snow.
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I'm sorry, I am... not very accustomed to being told such things.
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I... suppose it is not beneficiary to think of a fellow soldier as a woman— much less as a, ah, beautiful one.
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