For Thine Is; Part One

[animusmods]

Characters: anyone outside of the Tower
Setting: outside
Format: any
Summary: You have been transported out of the Tower, and you must return quickly.
Warnings: psychological horror

It's pitch black here, though the ground is made of dirt and the Tower gleaming in the distance provides at least a sign that light exists somewhere. It's completely silent. It feels as if things might jump out at you--but that's probably your imagination.

Comments

[glassceiling]

"Yes. We can hope and pray."

Assassin's tone is firmer, if only because she doesn't want to express her own doubts.

"I am Assassin."

She has not heard of or even read Hilda's name before. She wonders if the other woman is new to the Tower.

[lorule]

Assassin? Under normal circumstances, Hilda would have wondered what kind of name 'Assassin' was, but she clearly remembered having heard that name before when she had discussed with Grainne. She had mentioned a friend named Assassin quite a few times, and she wondered if they may be the same person.

"Are you a friend of Lady Grainne?"

[glassceiling]

"...Grainne?"

She frowns and shakes her head.

"I have not yet heard of that name. Not unless it is the true name of some other Servant."

[lorule]

"A Servant?"

She thought it over and couldn't recall Grainne mentioning that at any moment.

"I am afraid I know not of her status. She only mentioned having to serve in some sort of repeating war."

[glassceiling]

"If it had anything to do with a Holy Grail, then she is of my kind. A Servant."

[lorule]

She paused-- Nope, didn't sound like anything she heard of before.

"She made no mention of a Holy Graal, I am afraid."

[glassceiling]

"...Then I am not sure where I might have met her. Perhaps she was speaking of another Assassin."

[lorule]

"... I see." She nodded. Maybe she should have asked more details to Grainne. "My apologies then."

[glassceiling]

"It is alright. No need to apologize. Perhaps you can introduce me to Grainne when we return to the Tower."

[lorule]

"I hope so. She was a most kind person, even if she doubted her qualities as a hero."

[glassceiling]

"I am sure she was a fine hero. Only a little modest."