The Tale of Sir Lancelot - part 1. Dolorous Guard

[chevalier_mal_fet]

Characters: Sir Lancelot, aka the Servant Berserker, and All & Sundry
Setting: All Around the Tower
Format: Prose and Action are Both Welcome
Summary: Having just lately arrived, Sir Lancelot is in search of his Master
Warnings: No Warnings at Present. Unless you are a Monster, then look out.

Your world has been destroyed...

Lancelot, for he knows himself at the moment, is largely unmoved by the strange letters. He destroyed his own world long ago.

At the moment he is more concerned with his immediate surroundings, the mysterious clothing (and the collar) on his body, and the absence of his Master. His last memories before waking are of fire, of wind, and of thwarted rage. But he feels nothing now save a grim wariness. If this is indeed a Reality Marble, it is a mysterious one, and might contain anything. If an event caused by the Grail itself, then he can only meet what will come. If a device of his Master's-- Lancelot finds himself less than pleased with the idea.

Alone in the room where he has woken, he wastes no time in materializing his armor, and, as the situation seems an unusually urgent one, his sword. Both are as black as ever. His helm he leaves, as in carrying his blade he will be known regardless. He does not open the chest.

Reaching out to his Master, Lancelot is gratified to detect a faint pull. He will follow it, wherever it leads.


The Dormitory Hallways
Lancelot makes his way along the hallways nearby, but not limited to, 3-02. Any monsters he encounters, he will fight and slay. Any people he encounters, he will speak with.


The Cafeteria
Unable to pinpoint his Master's location, Lancelot proceeds to the bottom of the Tower. He is intrigued by the Cafeteria, and also by the idea of eating, which he has not done since he was living. He finds the idea of eating food in this place to be problematic, as he wonders if it might not be cursed or enchanted in some way. Being reared by Faeries will leave one with such ideas. Still, he's aware how important it can be to abide by the rules of magic in a possibly magical place. You'll find him stirring his oatmeal contemplatively.


Floor 10: The Aquarium
In the midst of continuing his search, Lancelot is distracted in the Aquarium. Water draws him like nothing else. He finds it calming, even now, in spite of his agitation at following his Master's poor prana signature. This water, obviously enchanted as it is not contained, is full of life. He shouldn't dally long here, but the sight is lovely, and it's difficult to resist stopping a moment.


Floor 25: The Meadow
This would indeed be an odd place for Lancelot to find his Master. Usually, the magus huddles unseen in dark corners, sewers, alleyways, and the like. He's searched in such places, and slain some few Monsters in the process, but has yet to find his Master. Still, there is a refreshing breeze here, and no obvious threat.

Comments

[wirefu]

Is my surprise really that shocking? [She can't really imagine anyone who had seen Berserker's actions not being surprised over the reveal of his true name.] During our brief encounters, once you had set your eyes on Saber... you seemed to be driven by something even more than the Mad Enhancement cast on all Berserkers. So your identity is surprising because it seems a bit at odds with the stories of such an immensely loyal knight.

[Ah, that also brings up something interesting...] And speaking of the Mad Enhancement... how did you escape it? I didn't think such a thing was possible.

[chevalier_mal_fet]

I am aware that my reputation is known, and that hardly as a loyal Knight.
[There is a bitterness there, in his voice, but at least it is not an incessant screaming. The Enhancement had brought out the very worst there was in him. Lancelot dislikes speaking of it, but he will speak of it to Arthur's Master, if she wishes it.
More words on the topic of Arthur, however, he purposely avoids. The woman may be Arthur's Master, but what has passed between his King and himself is for themselves alone to discuss.]

I cannot speak for others of my Class, lady. I only know that the Enhancement was cast upon me by my Master at my Summoning, and that as a spell, it can be removed only by him. My-- nature is contrary to certain aspects of my Class, and perhaps he felt the Spell necessary to render me sufficiently ferocious. I cannot say.

As for it's lapse, I can only tell you that my Master became injured unto death, and so the Spell fell away. Had he died, however, I would not be able to feel him now. Which I do. I can sense him in this place.
Even if Battle is not to be joined here, our bond remains.

Tell me, Lady, have you spoken with him?

[wirefu]

[Hm... strange. Irisviel's brows furrow slightly as he gives his explanation. It does make sense... this just now brings up the question of if it's possible to put him back under the thrall of the Mad Enhancement. It was a spell cast upon summoning, but even as a homunculus of the Einzbern clan, Irisviel wasn't sure if it was something that could be applied at a different time.

She was glad that Kariya seemed to be a mellow sort, without the War hanging over them all. It's likely that this isn't something they'd need to worry about.]

Yes, once. Before I recognized him as the Matou representative of the Fourth War. [After all, his white hair and distorted features were vastly different from the photo Kiritsugu had obtained of him.] He seemed well then, but that was some time ago. I'm afraid I can't help you if you're wondering how he's been faring in recent times.

(apologies for the lag-- rl business!)

[chevalier_mal_fet]

For him to have seemed well, even some time ago, is welcome news. He is a weak man, overall.

[Lancelot does not only mean physically, but he finds himself desiring discretion where this woman is concerned. Though he finds much frustration with his Master, he will not share it with her.]

Tell me if you will, lady, what had he to say to you, then, when you did speak-- as you had been opposed in the War?

[wirefu]

He seemed... confident. Optimistic that we would be able to find our way back home. And when I found out that he was a Master... even then, when I had acted with suspicion, he didn't seem hostile at all.

Not much else was said, after that. We parted ways, and I haven't been in contact with him since.

[chevalier_mal_fet]

He's a-- gentle-seeming man. Sometimes to his own detriment.

[This woman too, is gentle-seeming, but he knows well that such faces my be false-- or may mask terrible power. To be Arthur's Master, she must be formidable indeed.]

I thank you for your good help.
I would ask one thing more of you-- tell me, is your Servant with you, lady?

[wirefu]

[Technically, she could lie; the two Arturias were not from her time, not at all. Therefor, it could be said that they were not Kiritsugu's Saber.

... But she can't lie. Lancelot seems like such a calm man now, but there's no telling what might happen if he were to run into one of them without prior knowledge that they were in the tower. So after a moment of thought, Irisviel nods.]

Yes, she is. She's been in this tower for slightly longer than I have.

[chevalier_mal_fet]

[Arthur. Arthur is here. The name itself is enough to conjure complex emotions.]

I would speak with her. But at a time of her choosing.
Will you tell her this thing? If I should not come across her first, there will be no harm in it.