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towerofanimus2013-08-29 10:26 am
no_longer_a_king) wrote in towerofanimus2013-08-29 10:26 am
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ITP: Avenger
Characters: [AU5] Saber and Shirou/Avenger
Setting: Floor 62; The beach
Summary: Arturia thinks Shirou is ready to go monster hunting with her and takes him to a floor to see how well he does. Little does she know she's gotten more than she's bargained for.
Warnings: Violence, character breakdown, Avenger's mouth, the mun's squeeing over the big reveal.
[After things quieted down, after Arturia had some time to process what had happened, and contemplate things, she returned to the Shirou in the Tower to resume their training. He was used to her having days where she couldn't face him, though they were getting less and less frequent, especially now that he knows the reasoning behind her odd behavior. She will not tell him of the shadow child who saw her off, and the school ID she had been given is tucked safely in her trunk for now. No, they need to get back to training.
After a short hour of fighting, she'd realized something: Shirou had improved. His senses were sharper and there were a few moments where Arturia had to put in actual effort to block his hits. It made her lips quirk into a pleased smile and she told him he was ready. They made arrangements to meet up just before sunset on the beach. Not too far from an elevator (though Arturia loathed them by now), and not too easy to fall off of. Shirou's abilities would be in tact here and soon he could test his mettle against the monsters themselves.]
Remember to keep close to the stairs.
[She says as the sun sets in the distance. Some part of her is filled with pride that Shirou's come this far, that she's letting Shirou get this far. For so long she'd been afraid to let him fight. If nothing else what happened with the phantoms reminded her of how hypocritical that was. Shirou had done the same thing to her, though he had been very vocal about it. Arturia, on the other hand, just kept telling him he wasn't ready with nary an explanation. Not that Shirou asked for one.
But now? Well. Maybe he can start helping her with her maps and finding the secrets here. Maybe next time she goes downstairs, she can see about him coming with her.]
This particular floor tends to have mostly Chuchus and Miniblins. Dangerous, but there's never too many of them. We can move on to another floor once we've cleared out this one.
Setting: Floor 62; The beach
Summary: Arturia thinks Shirou is ready to go monster hunting with her and takes him to a floor to see how well he does. Little does she know she's gotten more than she's bargained for.
Warnings: Violence, character breakdown, Avenger's mouth, the mun's squeeing over the big reveal.
[After things quieted down, after Arturia had some time to process what had happened, and contemplate things, she returned to the Shirou in the Tower to resume their training. He was used to her having days where she couldn't face him, though they were getting less and less frequent, especially now that he knows the reasoning behind her odd behavior. She will not tell him of the shadow child who saw her off, and the school ID she had been given is tucked safely in her trunk for now. No, they need to get back to training.
After a short hour of fighting, she'd realized something: Shirou had improved. His senses were sharper and there were a few moments where Arturia had to put in actual effort to block his hits. It made her lips quirk into a pleased smile and she told him he was ready. They made arrangements to meet up just before sunset on the beach. Not too far from an elevator (though Arturia loathed them by now), and not too easy to fall off of. Shirou's abilities would be in tact here and soon he could test his mettle against the monsters themselves.]
Remember to keep close to the stairs.
[She says as the sun sets in the distance. Some part of her is filled with pride that Shirou's come this far, that she's letting Shirou get this far. For so long she'd been afraid to let him fight. If nothing else what happened with the phantoms reminded her of how hypocritical that was. Shirou had done the same thing to her, though he had been very vocal about it. Arturia, on the other hand, just kept telling him he wasn't ready with nary an explanation. Not that Shirou asked for one.
But now? Well. Maybe he can start helping her with her maps and finding the secrets here. Maybe next time she goes downstairs, she can see about him coming with her.]
This particular floor tends to have mostly Chuchus and Miniblins. Dangerous, but there's never too many of them. We can move on to another floor once we've cleared out this one.
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[That's all she can say really because what can you even say to finding out the person that has been keeping you sane the last few months is not who you thought he was? That he was nothing more than a lie?
Arturia can practically pinpoint the moment she feels something inside her crack and break. It's not her heart. She long ago broke her own heart when she beheaded Shirou by her own hand. But now.... now...
She lowers Caliburn, dismissing it entirely. Avenger might have that awful aura, but he's weak, tired. And wearing Shirou's face.
As long as he wore Shirou's face, she would never be able to strike him.]
I see. [Her voice doesn't sound like her own. It's strange, knowing she's in control, but being unable to really do much but react. She should be screaming, she should be demanding answers, she should be doing a hundred other things.
But what's the point?]
I apologize. I should leave you to your business then.
[And so she turns, walking for the stairs. Anything to get away from him.]
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Alright.
[ Her calmness, her lack of vehement outward or vocal reaction to what she's learned is telling, though he doesn't care (isn't capable of caring) enough to be concerned about it. The expression on her face is blank, and Avenger is a tad surprised to realize he recognizes it; the look of something crumbling, surely and steadily.
The silence from before lengthens. Saber turns her back to him and walks away. He doesn't stop her, makes no move to follow her retreat or prevent it. ]
. . .
Hey, don't go apologizing needlessly.
[ He tosses the remark after her just as she's walking up the stairs, as if to slam it into the back of her shoulders. And then, too tired and injured to maintain his material form without exerting a lot more effort than he wants to right now, Avenger slips into spirit mode and vanishes from the bloody, dark beach. ]