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towerofanimus2013-03-20 09:58 pm
swordedpast) wrote in towerofanimus2013-03-20 09:58 pm
Entry tags:
The serpent tangles in the lion's claw;
Characters: Archer (swordedpast) and OPEN.
Setting: Various places in the tower during the event, March 17th through March 23rd.
Format: Tagger's choice.
Summary: After a week of brooding, Archer throws himself into preparing for the worst when the weather goes wild.
Warnings: Nothing so far.
Archer is not sociable at the best of times in the tower. The most contact he's likely to have with its other residents is when he's cooking Rin's breakfast, and he doesn't exactly make a habit of being friendly then, either.
But for the past week he's been virtually invisible. Literally: nearly any time he can get away with it, he's been in spirit form, nothing more than a lurking presence around the corner. The return of his muddled memories of the Fifth Holy Grail War, and his part in it, has left him more inclined to brood than ever. So anyone with decent spiritual awareness may, in the days leading up to the start of the spring storms, notice a wandering presence, a nearby sense of power, drifting through the stairs and the floors of the tower--but shying away from making contact with anyone. On rare instances, that same presence can be spotted on one of the quieter floors, this time in corporeal form, brooding in some corner. But he speaks with no one.
At least, until the rains start. Then he's a man with a mission.
[ SPRING: floor 80 ⇒ stairs ⇒ dormitories. ]
[ It's one thing to get food when the cafeteria is empty and the restaurant not functioning, but that won't matter if none of it can be kept dry. Archer himself hardly needs to eat or stay out of the rain, but Rin does, and so he's on a quest to find materials for shelter. He finds success at the top of the fourth block, on the floor with the circus. Carefully avoiding the sinister clowns, he grabs a relatively small tent, pulls the tarp down, and sets out to carry it back to the dormitories, where he'll be taking it to room 1-15 and setting it up to provide shelter.
What? Yes, it's theft, but it's not like the worker units are around right now to stop him. ]
[ SUMMER: various floors ]
[ The heat doesn't bother Archer. He doesn't need to eat or drink, and physical discomfort has been the least of his problems for a very long time now. So the sultry and stifling heat of summer is nothing but an opportunity for him to head out searching for food and water for Rin. Any floor that might have something that can be scavenged for food falls to his attention--he searches for edible plants on floor 101, he seeks water among the crystals on floor 99, he tries to grab fish on floor 79 (though the water there seems to be salty, and not drinkable), he checks for meltwaters on floor 66, and--
--when the thunderstorms come, he is briefly trapped on floor 68, dodging lightning as he dashes up the stairs. He can't simply go to spirit form when he's carrying food. ]
[ AUTUMN: floor 89 ⇒ stairs ⇒ dormitories. ]
[ By now it's clear enough what's going on. Spring came first, then summer, and now it's fall: that means winter is next. So, with his previous brooding well and truly set aside for the moment, Archer is making a serious effort to stock up on certain supplies. That means that, once again, it's time for some judicious theft.
The hotel has the most pertinent of those supplies, which is why he can be found carting heaping piles of heavy blankets to the stairs and then back up to the dormitories. He has even less patience now for anyone who might try to stop him than he did a few days ago when it was only water he was defending against. He expects winter to be brutal, and no one will stop him from defending his Master against it. ]
[ WINTER: closed to Rin. ]
[ It's time.
Archer has barely spoken to Rin since the fairies' geas wore off. He's brought her breakfasts without a word. He's set up that tent for her during the rains. He's guarded her during the thunderstorms and the tornados. But he's been a silent presence throughout.
Now, as he appears to present her with the piles of blankets he stocked up during autumn (along with some scrounged supplies of food and drink, carefully prepared to hide their humble origins), he's prepared to finally talk in order to convince her to use them properly. ]
swordedpast) and OPEN.Setting: Various places in the tower during the event, March 17th through March 23rd.
Format: Tagger's choice.
Summary: After a week of brooding, Archer throws himself into preparing for the worst when the weather goes wild.
Warnings: Nothing so far.
Archer is not sociable at the best of times in the tower. The most contact he's likely to have with its other residents is when he's cooking Rin's breakfast, and he doesn't exactly make a habit of being friendly then, either.
But for the past week he's been virtually invisible. Literally: nearly any time he can get away with it, he's been in spirit form, nothing more than a lurking presence around the corner. The return of his muddled memories of the Fifth Holy Grail War, and his part in it, has left him more inclined to brood than ever. So anyone with decent spiritual awareness may, in the days leading up to the start of the spring storms, notice a wandering presence, a nearby sense of power, drifting through the stairs and the floors of the tower--but shying away from making contact with anyone. On rare instances, that same presence can be spotted on one of the quieter floors, this time in corporeal form, brooding in some corner. But he speaks with no one.
At least, until the rains start. Then he's a man with a mission.
[ SPRING: floor 80 ⇒ stairs ⇒ dormitories. ]
[ It's one thing to get food when the cafeteria is empty and the restaurant not functioning, but that won't matter if none of it can be kept dry. Archer himself hardly needs to eat or stay out of the rain, but Rin does, and so he's on a quest to find materials for shelter. He finds success at the top of the fourth block, on the floor with the circus. Carefully avoiding the sinister clowns, he grabs a relatively small tent, pulls the tarp down, and sets out to carry it back to the dormitories, where he'll be taking it to room 1-15 and setting it up to provide shelter.
What? Yes, it's theft, but it's not like the worker units are around right now to stop him. ]
[ SUMMER: various floors ]
[ The heat doesn't bother Archer. He doesn't need to eat or drink, and physical discomfort has been the least of his problems for a very long time now. So the sultry and stifling heat of summer is nothing but an opportunity for him to head out searching for food and water for Rin. Any floor that might have something that can be scavenged for food falls to his attention--he searches for edible plants on floor 101, he seeks water among the crystals on floor 99, he tries to grab fish on floor 79 (though the water there seems to be salty, and not drinkable), he checks for meltwaters on floor 66, and--
--when the thunderstorms come, he is briefly trapped on floor 68, dodging lightning as he dashes up the stairs. He can't simply go to spirit form when he's carrying food. ]
[ AUTUMN: floor 89 ⇒ stairs ⇒ dormitories. ]
[ By now it's clear enough what's going on. Spring came first, then summer, and now it's fall: that means winter is next. So, with his previous brooding well and truly set aside for the moment, Archer is making a serious effort to stock up on certain supplies. That means that, once again, it's time for some judicious theft.
The hotel has the most pertinent of those supplies, which is why he can be found carting heaping piles of heavy blankets to the stairs and then back up to the dormitories. He has even less patience now for anyone who might try to stop him than he did a few days ago when it was only water he was defending against. He expects winter to be brutal, and no one will stop him from defending his Master against it. ]
[ WINTER: closed to Rin. ]
[ It's time.
Archer has barely spoken to Rin since the fairies' geas wore off. He's brought her breakfasts without a word. He's set up that tent for her during the rains. He's guarded her during the thunderstorms and the tornados. But he's been a silent presence throughout.
Now, as he appears to present her with the piles of blankets he stocked up during autumn (along with some scrounged supplies of food and drink, carefully prepared to hide their humble origins), he's prepared to finally talk in order to convince her to use them properly. ]
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It's not that I'm haunted by my memories of her... It's just. Upsetting, I guess. We went through so much and we got a second chance, but that second chance was messed up, thanks to the administrators here. [There's a pause, and then she laughs.] I'm pretty sure she'd yell at me either way. She'd either yell at me for being so upset, or yell at me for nor properly morning her.
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[Before she can respond, he continues on.]
I hate to say it but it's probably because you have a strong soul. Don't waste it here by moping in the rain.
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[By pandering to her ego sometimes, but hey. She had to do something.]
... Why do you hate to say that? Well, I guess I can understand. I'm not as strong as most of the other people here... [Like Rin. Definitely not as strong as Rin.] But I try. And it's not like I'm going to spend all my time moping from now on... some people just need some time to grieve.
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[ The briefest of pauses. ]
And to have time to grieve while fighting the Holy Grail War?
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[Close enough.]
But I really don't care what other people think. It's hard for me to think of Saber as something inhuman. Sure, her abilities are above and beyond a normal human's, and she certainly carries herself with the air of someone who thinks they're greater than normal... but even normal humans are like that, right?
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[He seems to get the subtext well enough.]
Hah. Maybe you were a worthy Master for her after all.
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[Still not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.]
Well, I'm glad you think so. Really. Most of the people in the Moon Cell, even those I didn't know, always seemed so shocked whenever I made it past the current round...
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[ But he pauses. ]
The Moon Cell?
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[At least it doesn't seem like he's looking down on her. That's... a good thing, right?]
Oh. That's where the Grail War was held.
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[ He waves away the casual insult to focus on the new information, though. ]
Your war really was strange. Held on the moon, with rounds and many people aware of its existence? No wonder you're odd yourself.
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But... with the concept of different and parallel worlds, don't you think it's a little strange that nobody has thought of the possibility of there being a war like that? One with more than seven Servants, I mean.
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[A slight shake of his head.]
The Holy Grail War is destructive enough with seven Servants. It's hard to imagine the scope of the chaos with more.
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It didn't stop some teams from trying to scuffle with others during training days, but it definitely prevented full-on battles in the halls.
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[Poor, poor Shinji... even seeing him here, alive, isn't enough to completely get rid of the memories of his terrified screaming as he was deleted...]
On the outside, it definitely seemed like one. But for the people who were fighting to win, it was anything but a game.
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[He doesn't sound all that sympathetic, though.]
Did they have a choice about joining it?
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[Pause.] I didn't get a choice. I woke up right in the middle of the preliminary rounds.
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A glitch in the system? You certainly had some bad luck.
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Don't think such lazy thoughts. Would your Saber rather you complain of curses, or defy your fate with a brave face?
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You're right, though. But it's not like I'm going to overthink that or anything... sometimes it's just nice to complain about things.
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[He sounds annoyed, as always, but he doesn't exactly say he isn't such a person.]
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You know, when you say it like that, it almost sounds like you're volunteering.