towerofanimus | ☿ // point zero

Characters: Waver and open!
Format: I'll try to match.
Summary: Professor Charisma does some exploring. And science. Magic science. ~~i have no self control so wow this got up quick~~
Warnings: None yet.

[dorm room 3-10]

[Sleep paralysis on its own was enough to put him on edge. Was this some kind of ill-conceived attack with magecraft? No, that wasn't likely--if it was and his would-be opponent had an ounce of sense in their heads, he'd be dead already. In the moments it took him to properly regain his senses, Waver ran through a list of hypothetical causes for this problem...each as unlikely as the last.]

[Finally, he was able to sit up and brush long, disheveled black hair from his face. Now that it occurred to him, Waver couldn't even remember having fallen asleep to begin with. Hadn't he only just been leaving a lecture hall in the Clock Tower? If he'd fainted, this didn't seem like any infirmary they had to his knowledge. As he considered the matter, Waver idly trailed a hand to the back of his own neck and froze. Though the collar's presence disturbed him, he could figure that out later. What caused him to halt in place wasn't the presence of something foreign, but the absence of something familiar.]

That's not possible. It's gone, how the hell can it possibly-- [He muttered under his breath for a second, double checking to be sure whatever it was (likely a necklace of some kind, from how he was acting) had actually gone missing.]

[One might find him shortly after that, rummaging through his trunk with some very determined sense of urgency.]

[floor eighty-one]

[Standing before the windows and looking skyward was one unfazed lecturer in a dark green suit, black hair tied in a long ponytail and sunglasses resting on top of his head. In his hands are a pen and small notebook, and every few minutes he pauses to take something down in chickenscratch handwriting.]

[floor twenty-five]

[Here, said ponytailed and sunglasses-wearing individual seems to be doing something a little strange. Namely, something with a case full of glass vials and liquids that might scream 'mad scientist'.]

[Or 'alchemist', if one knew better.]

[Whatever method he was using, Waver seemed to be analyzing a few specific flowers in the meadow, presumably to determine whether they were magical or supernatural in origin.]

[Judging by the frustrated look on his face? They're probably not.]

[floor three]

[A library; the natural habitat of clever people, especially this one in particular. He examined the shelves with a critical look, a small pile of books on the table nearby. Whatever he's actually looking for, it doesn't seem he's able to find it. He adjusted the sunglasses on his head as though doing so was some odd habit, scowling in faint aggravation.]

[anywhere else]

[Of course, anyone doing this much exploring is bound to run into monsters. Maybe he's on his own, or maybe he stopped to defend someone else. Whatever the case, he shifted into a fighting stance as though it were second nature and immediately moved to take down the enemy before him with swift, precise strikes.]

[When the monster had been taken down and the danger was momentarily avoided, Waver straightened up and did little more than dust off his dark green suit with a completely unfazed look.]

[Yeah. Totally a thing that happens every day, right?]

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...I can't imagine Rider with Tohsaka went over very well.

[He smiles a little. While he had been afraid at first, knowing him as Kayneth's Servant, Lancer was a good person. He wouldn't trade Rider for anything, but, if he had to, Lancer wouldn't be bad at all.]

I'm glad it was Lancer, if it had to be someone else...he's been good to me here.

And I can't imagine having any other Servant, so I guess we're even.

[A shrug.]

He always was. Can't imagine that would ever have changed.

If you'd had Rider...you would have hated it until the last moment, so, maybe it's better that way.

Oh, believe me. Lancer probably came pretty close to driving me up a wall on his own.

Yeah, but Lancer isn't seven feet tall.

And I doubt he sat on your floor without pants, scratching himself.

[And he's not talking about his back or anything, no, no.]

....Damn, Tohsaka must have had a coronary.

My thoughts exactly.

[Although picturing that is kind of entertaining. Would he have thought he was getting a great king and acted humble to him...only to find out the king's nothing but a frat boy?]

But don't get me wrong, it ended up being worth it. Though you must understand that if you say Lancer tested your nerves...

Congratulations. You probably have patience ordinary humans can't even comprehend.

[And he's only a little sarcastic, too!]

I never said it helped my patience any. I only wish it did. Although you'll need it for this tower.

Fantastic.

This is going to be several shades of 'living nightmare' isn't it?

Basically, yes. I'm not about to sugar-coat it for anyone, much less, uh...myself. You're going to wish you were dead and curse knowing anything on the subject of magecraft or magic.

[Wait. Shit.]

-And I really hope you haven't run into Ryuunosuke yet, because that is quite possibly worse still.

The idiot redhead that was supposedly Caster's Master? We've met.

Right, I guess that would be different for you too. Well, in my version he was Caster's Master - and he isn't even a magus, I don't know if that makes the whole thing better or worse. Anyway, he was already a serial killer, so when he summoned Caster, they just went on a rampage, mutilating children. ...I...Rider and I found their Atelier and destroyed it, so...Ryuunosuke has it in for me thanks to that, and for warning the tower about him. Now I have the pleasure of playing caretaker to make sure he stays in line.

Basically, I'm so sorry. He's probably going to bother you just as much now and you don't even have anything to do with it.

Lancer and I found the same thing. Thanks, I really needed the reminder that Caster was out of his mind.

...I don't suppose you'd object to me breaking his arms if he tries anything?

[Not that Waver was violent by nature--really, he'd much sooner avoid a fight, but at the same time? Some people just needed something broken if they tried to start things.]

Yeah, well, his Master is just as bad, so it's just good they haven't been reunited here. As for breaking his arms...I definitely don't mind. But you should know he even gets off on his own death.

...No bloody wonder he got Caster in your world, then. Well, at least if he tries anything I'm pretty sure I can stop him.

Good. There's a floor with jail cells, I've been testing them in case he ever needs to be locked up in there.

I wouldn't trust Rin Matou either, she basically tried to kill me for no reason once. But her uncle, Kariya, he's a good person...and don't tell him Rin isn't, just let him think what he wants. Same with whether she and Sakura are safe - if he says anything about a wife, it's not true but go along with that too.
Let's see, what else...there are two Sabers, King Arthur Saber, that is. One is fine, the other you can easily tell apart, she has red marks on her face like Rin, and she dresses in black. I've tried to be friendly with her, but no matter what you do, it doesn't work. By now I imagine she would kill me too.

I think that's about it.

So basically we're pretty much screwed. Excellent.

If you want to put it simply, yes. Very much so.

...At least Lancer's here? He's from my version, but even so, I'm sure he'll be happy.

It doesn't make much difference to me which world he's from. I doubt someone like Lancer could be very different in any of them.

No, I doubt it too, it's just, you know, not remembering what you do. But he's not difficult to get along with anyway, so...

Honestly, I wouldn't have expected him to remember me even in the best-case scenario. As it is, that's not too bad.

...That's true. Well, Servants who come here remember the war, so that's something else that tells you how strange it is.

At this point, what doesn't scream 'this place is insane'?

...Basically nothing.

Well, we seem to have the same collars. Whatever it is they mean, at least they have some continuity?

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