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towerofanimus2013-09-14 03:43 pm
vasavishakti) wrote in towerofanimus2013-09-14 03:43 pm
i will storm the gates of hell
Characters: karna & you. yeah, you.
Setting: room 1-12, then wherever you wanna run into him, idc.
Format: again, i write in action spam because i'm lazy, but feel free to respond in either.
Summary: this is probably gonna be terrible.
Warnings: none yet, unless you count the traumatized hindu deity.
[ he can't believe what he's reading. his world is gone? his entire world? it's not possible. not yet, not now, and certainly not like this. karna understands what he is, of course, but why does that make him worthy of saving? he served in life, he served in death-- if anyone should have been protected, should have been spared, it should have been his master.
he can't.. think about this right now. he can't focus on how empty he feels. ten years he'd been connected to his master, knowing one another body and mind and soul. ten years their bond had existed, and now-- and now--
he wants to scream. it's like a limb is missing, ripped away and bleeding, and it's all he can do to breathe, to move. he's not ready. he'd known he'd lose him eventually, but he'd thought-- he'd thought he'd have years, not like this. they were supposed to have a lifetime together.
he doesn't have the presence of mind to banish his armor for something less conspicuous. all he can think of is how desperately he needs to get away. he leaves the letters on his bed, stumbling away, all but fleeing the room as the void inside him shrieks its loss. he has no idea where he's going, only that he has to keep walking. he needs to walk until he finds the end of-- of whatever this is.
this is fate, surely, but it's a fate that he was woefully unprepared for. ]
Setting: room 1-12, then wherever you wanna run into him, idc.
Format: again, i write in action spam because i'm lazy, but feel free to respond in either.
Summary: this is probably gonna be terrible.
Warnings: none yet, unless you count the traumatized hindu deity.
[ he can't believe what he's reading. his world is gone? his entire world? it's not possible. not yet, not now, and certainly not like this. karna understands what he is, of course, but why does that make him worthy of saving? he served in life, he served in death-- if anyone should have been protected, should have been spared, it should have been his master.
he can't.. think about this right now. he can't focus on how empty he feels. ten years he'd been connected to his master, knowing one another body and mind and soul. ten years their bond had existed, and now-- and now--
he wants to scream. it's like a limb is missing, ripped away and bleeding, and it's all he can do to breathe, to move. he's not ready. he'd known he'd lose him eventually, but he'd thought-- he'd thought he'd have years, not like this. they were supposed to have a lifetime together.
he doesn't have the presence of mind to banish his armor for something less conspicuous. all he can think of is how desperately he needs to get away. he leaves the letters on his bed, stumbling away, all but fleeing the room as the void inside him shrieks its loss. he has no idea where he's going, only that he has to keep walking. he needs to walk until he finds the end of-- of whatever this is.
this is fate, surely, but it's a fate that he was woefully unprepared for. ]
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[well, that certainly sounded like him. If they had gotten that far, Waver certainly couldn't say he wouldn't wish for the same. And it certainly didn't surprise him one bit that it had gone wrong--not with the utter mess Fuyuki had turned into when it had all ended. And if ever he'd questioned his conclusion that the Grail was corrupt, there was no doubt in Waver's mind now, Second Magic be damned.]
...I see. [Even so, there was a faint sense of underlying emotion Waver guessed to be 'jealousy'. The lecturer forced himself not to imagine a world where he hadn't spent ten years on his own; it wouldn't accomplish anything to dwell on the hypothetical.]
We...didn't get quite that far. But regarding myself, it seems our conclusion on the matter is the same. I decided years ago to work on dismantling the Grail.
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[ the true miracle is that waver had been able to support such a servant, but-- they'd often relied on slightly questionable means to do so. ]
A worthy endeavor, to be certain, but-- [ his expression takes on a faintly stern note. ] --as I have often told my own Waver, not at the cost of your health and life.
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I know that it isn't. Even so, it isn't something any one can just get away with. I hope you realize that.