towerofanimus | Finally, another party

Characters: ProtoLancer

puppy_lancer, Zero Lancer

oathshackledbird and anyone interested in attending a birthday party. Details here.
Setting: Meadow
Format: Anything goes
Summary: Lancer throws his brother a party. Everyone can come except for the Archer (meaning they can come crash the party anyways)! Feel free to tag into any of the threads set up or invent your own scenario.
Warnings: None yet!

[It had taken some preparing, but the party was finally set up in a satisfactory way. There was a table for food and drink dragged in from the cafeteria, a wooden bucket filled with water with fruit floating in it, a strange paper mache Jason head pinata stacked on a scarecrow body, and a board with a pig with a Ganon head scribbled on it along with several spiraling paper "tails" attached to thumbtacks. There are no party decorations, but Lancer figures the flowers and sunshine should be decoration enough.]

[Now it's just a matter of waiting for people to show up.]

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Yes, those things would lead me to believe it is the same legend. Arthur's last name was Pendragon and that is what his knights were named as a whole.

As for those who are in the tower, they both are and aren't what you would expect from their legends. Of course, this is not all that surprising to me since I know well how easily legends can change over time.

[He had grown up in an era that used the spoken words as a means of passing down stories, lessons and the such, after all.]

I am particularly pleased to have had the chance to meet Sir Lancelot here because he was one of the heroes called into the same war as I was. Unfortunately, the class he was called into required him to be berserk at all times and stripped his ability to reason from him. For whatever reason--call it good luck or something else--the version of him in the tower has had his sanity restored and because of that I have had the chance to know him for who he really is. While I was worried when he first arrived because I feared his presence would hurt a dear friend of mine, I have since learned that fear was completely unfounded.

Suzaku nodded, "Very likely." And it was good that they had something so similar. He frowned, a very painful look coming over his face.

"That's awful, for him to not have his reason..." That there was a class that did that? And if the tower had restored it... then that was the first good thing he had heard of them doing ever.

"I am glad your fears are unfounded and that it seems that you get on well."

"Indeed, especially since he is such a intelligent and noble man. I feel sorrow for those who are called into the Berserker class for they are forced to give up even more than the rest of us are to fight. Their reason, their control, their ability to bond with their masters," Diarmuid shakes his head. "All to gain just a little more strength. My brother also qualifies for that class, and I am thankful every day that he was not called into it."

"It sounds unnecessarily cruel, to take something so basic from people." He tries to keep his voice neutral, though it is getting harder to hide the underlying anger that this was something part of this war Diarmuid was fighting in, enough that they summoned others to fight for them, and summoned suggested a lack of choice, but for this to be a class, not an accident but something they chose to inflict on others.

"I am glad also, that he wasn't."

"The whole war and how it is set up is unnecessarily cruel. I did not know that until I came here, but the way things work basically ensures that even if a servant is skilled or lucky enough to win the war with their master, they likely will not get their wish. And if they do, they will not remember it," Diarmuid shakes his head. "The whole thing is wrong. That is why once we can go home, I will go back with my new master hand help him dismantle this foolish system. It needs to end."

Suzaku frowned as Diarmuid explained things, "That is cruel, so they trick you in order to ensure your participation?"

He was glad that Diarmuid seemed determined to take down such an unfair system, and hoped that he managed it. Though he thought if they did get out of here and back to their worlds, after restoring them, that they would have a good chance.

However he had a more important question. "Your new master?"

"It is not presented as a trick, but then again these things never are. When our souls are recorded on the Throne of Heroes after our deaths, we are supposed to be called back whenever the world is in great need. In the case of the wars, they get around this by calling back those who have a wish that the Grail can grant. The thing is, the master gets a wish as well and often the master's wish will require their servant's death to fulfill. Since a master has three absolute orders they can use on their servant, it would not be hard to order a servant to kill themselves so that the master's wish will be fulfilled at the expense of the servant's. But, even if that does not happen, once the war is over, all summoned servants are returned to the Throne and their memories erased. Should they be called again, said servant will not remember that their wish was granted."

Diarmuid pauses for a moment at Suzaku's next question. Had he not mentioned Waver to the other man before?

"Yes, while it was not my original intent when I came here since this place somehow negates the need for me to have a master to survive, I have taken a new master. His name is Waver Velvet. There is more than one person in the tower currently with that name. The one I am bound to is the elder of the two. I really don't consider him a master, though. He is my friend and partner. We are working toward a common goal, so it only makes sense for us to work together like this. Besides there are advantages to us actually being linked together even if it is no longer necessary."

Suzaku listened, frowning. Angry that something so unfair was allowed to exist, he remembered being told about the absolute orders before, and that that was exactly what Diarmuid's master had done, forced him to die to further his own goals.

But to hear that even if such a thing had not happened he would not have recieved his wish anyways, or rather not remembered it...

"I hope that you succeed in taking the system down."

He had not met anyone of that name yet, but he was very glad that Diarmuid had found someone to work with, even after he had been betrayed. "I am glad, it is good that you don't have to fight alone."

"Thank you," Diarmuid bows his head toward Suzaku in gratitude. "I hope we are successful too. It is going to be very dangerous for him and whoever he gets to help him, but I believe he will find a way to work things out, and I will do everything in my power to help him. Waver is very stubborn. Too much so sometimes, but in this case I think that will work to our advantage."

"I think stubbornness can only be a help." He agreed nodding. "But it's your birthday party, I think you have better things to do than stand at the edges talking to me." There were lots of guests, and more food and games and people who needed rescuing from Diarmuid's brother.

Diarmuid smiles, shaking his head, "I have no problems talking with you for as long as you want. However, I probably should greet a few more people and let you have some fun yourself. At least, make sure you enjoy some more of the food. And if you want to talk to me more later you know where I am. I will be glad to speak with you at any time."

Suzaku nodded, he knew that. Diarmuid was one of a handful of people he never would feel wary about approaching. "Have fun." He would stick around a little longer, to watch the others.

"I will. You do so as well," Diarmuid waves at him and then disappears off into the crowd.

Suzaku nodded again, waving back.

Finally, another party

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