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solnet2016-10-20 07:45 pm
shirtlesspersona) wrote in solnet2016-10-20 07:45 pm
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I'm dreamin'...
[ The view is a little hazy at first, like maybe someone's finger was on the camera lens. Actually, his finger is still over the lens, the device just doesn't pick it up. ]
Spiritcrest.. wouldn't fit... [ The bluring moves away and.. What he means by that is pretty clear. There's the bed, sitting out atop a really tall mountain by the clouds nearby. ]
Or'm actually dead...
[ He doesn't.. sound terribly put out by that thought. ]
[ The view is a little hazy at first, like maybe someone's finger was on the camera lens. Actually, his finger is still over the lens, the device just doesn't pick it up. ]
Spiritcrest.. wouldn't fit... [ The bluring moves away and.. What he means by that is pretty clear. There's the bed, sitting out atop a really tall mountain by the clouds nearby. ]
Or'm actually dead...
[ He doesn't.. sound terribly put out by that thought. ]
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No offense, Zaveid, but sentimentality is a poor reason to cling to. If the point of our mission in this world is to defeat the Queen, by limiting yourself like this you're only postponing the time it takes for you to get back to your true vessel.
Now more than ever with your weakened state, it's something you should consider.
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Even when memory and bits and pieces like that are all you have left of people, huh? [ If his voice is a little low and flat, it's not really anything against her. Yeah, cause sentimentality is what made him take forever with Eizen. How many hundreds of people did he have on his hands now, since he didn't save him when he found out he'd fallen? He doesn't really want to think on it.
So if there's a little bit of a bitter look, it's... just what she's brought up. Is he actually dead, home? Given the risks involved... ]
The fire's sorta helpful. Got us through some idol-doors? ... Combined with a few flashbangs, so probably more... yeah, what it could be. Most people around here don't need it.
[ ... And then a tone 180, he's cheerful again. ]
Then again, who'd want to have me in their head, right? Even if I can't hear a vessel's thoughts, they'd get my commentary.
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She looks away, not knowing what to say to that, and uncharacteristically quiet.
(if it was... no, not him. if it was Shirou...)
He keeps speaking, and she tunes back in. The more bitter he sounds, looks, the more placid her own expression is. The things he'd lose aren't without their uses, but that's the way war is. Sometimes you make — must make — sacrifices for greater gains. For survival. To let someone do the job better, or just to fight stronger tomorrow.
No, she has nothing to say to any of that either. Certainly not to disagree with him, or reassure him continuing to cling to precious people and precious memories is the right choice.
(maybe if she were a better person, she thinks, but pretends she doesn't)
He cheers up then, but Rin's not certain whether she should consider it genuine or not. It sounds more like a man trying to let himself off the hook than anything, but she doesn't call him on it.]
Ah, I shouldn't be surprised. You said it was a pact, so it makes sense it would be that kind of relationship.
[She might be failing to understand here Zaveid means literally in their head, but doesn't seem perturbed with the more straightforward implications: hearing his thoughts, and the like.]
It doesn't sound dissimilar to a Master and Servant contract.
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He tilts his head at her, bright orange eyes catching the light.
Master and Servant contract? That sounds like something that he doesn't want to touch with a ten foot pole. ]
Mind explaining? Or is it time for me to go first instead?
[ Zaveid is the wind, in some way, and even without his history he would resent those titles and what they would imply for him. ]
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Masters and Servants are partners in a ritual war in my world. One human and one Heroic Spirit, they fight together against six other teams to split the same prize.
[The way she speaks of it, lightly touching a strange stigmata on her right hand, it's clear that despite the terminology, she considers Masters and Servants to be equal. If this weren't the abbreviated version, it would be more apparent Servants are the more powerful.]
Think of it like a symbiotic relationship. [She sighs, then taps the side of her head.] It's a deadly war, so trust and communication with your partner is implicit. My own Servant spoke in my head frequently, for instance.
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Oh, somewhat like the Shepherd-Seraphim pact. Only we're usually against Lords of Calamity or just general malevolent humans or critters than, uh... war.
[ He stares blankly at her for a moment. War's a big mess for him, remember that talk of negative emotions? Fear was listed. War's pretty great for that, and his thoughts turn to Tiamat and that other hellion in the basin after. ]
... You're not talking armies and fields turn to mud with blood, are you, in 'ritual war'. Cause that seems like a fucking stupid thing to turn to ritual.
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It's more like a battle to the death among seven mages.
[For someone her age, she probably says that much to calmly. But. It's what she's trained all her life for, see. Rin smiles, and there's nothing sinister attached to it, no love for the implications her words have. It's just how it is.
In truth, though she wouldn't know it, she's trying harder to sound unbothered by it than she actually feels herself. Confident as she tries to sound, it still paints her expression bittersweet.]
It's not a noble cause, like yours.
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Not every Shepherd goes down in history as a good guy. I can think of a few that got written out because they ended up ... helping a lot more hardship form than they solved. [ ... That's... probably the most diplomatic he can get about it. ]
... Unless, you weren't talking about Shepherds and their pacts, in which case I have to start laughing at the idea. [ Because that would mean his.
And noble is the last thing he thinks can apply. ]
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She's clearly trying not to chuckle here, but no, she doesn't say. Only traces lines in the mountain earth at his bedside with the tip of her shoe, and marvels at how real it feels.]
A few bad apples don't outweigh the majority, do they? To make it into history books at all speaks for how highly these Shepherds are viewed.
[And with names like shepherds and seraphim, they'd have to be. Rin imagines those ones who caused more hardships were absolutely scandalous.]
If that made you think of another matter, however, and find it quite laughable, could it be you're something of a black sheep, Zaveid?
[...Please don't tell Sans she's making puns.]
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It depends on the times. Shepherds save people. But people don't always like the people being saved. [ A shrug. Y'know how humans are, right, Rin?
Tell on someone making puns? Why would he ever do that? But there's a bit of a lightening up to him - he looks a little more lively, even if there's no magical upswing to go with it. ]
Well, maybe my Shepherd sheared a bunch of that away. [ And if he stretches his legs out - low riding black pants and all, it is totally unrelated. Right. ]
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You think highly of him, don't you?
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Yeah. Kid helped me keep a tricky promise. Didn't know anythin' about why I was doin' what I was until about five minutes prior, still backed me up without question. [ He laughs too, looking sort of distant. ]
Or maybe he's too sweet. Like a puppy or something.
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[She knows someone like that. Or well, she'd refuse the idea anyone could be just like Shirou, reminded of him or not. That's no way to get a measure of a stranger. But it's enough, she thinks, to feel confident giving her next response.]
If he's like that, he'd want you to take care of yourself, you know.
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Low blow from Lady Rin~
[ He laughs, looking away. ]
Not far off, though. He'd probably even be happy I knew how to break the pact, even if it means he's weaker for a bit.
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Time works differently here.
[Dropping her arms, she leans back on one, and glances shortly at the seals on the back of her right hand once more. It's become a habit, to confirm this theory of hers — make it more than a theory, but a guarantee in both fact and heart.]
I would bet you good money he wouldn't feel it at all, until either the moment you returned to your world, or if he were to come here instead. At which point, [she snaps her fingers] it would only be as long as it takes to renew your pact.
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Don't mind him, he's... memory, and all that. ]
Yeah, goin' home would make that pretty easily fixed. [ ... if-
But he's stubborn, and old, and gets pretty easily set in his ways. ]
... Kinda wanna try to kick it on m'own though. You've given me an idea.
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[ Look, you asked, so- ]
I get mana from eatin'. Gunna go stuff my face.
[ ... no one said it was a brilliant idea. ]
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Here I thought you were onto something profound.
[SO UNIMPRESSED, SIR. But not bothered, as she pushed off the bed and back to her feet.]
That will only get you so far, but it's better than nothing. Especially if you had Sanji cooking.
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[ Sanji's not the only one with somewhat magic food, Rin. ]
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Besides, something he said reminded her of another time.]
Like that ice cream?
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[ There's a tiny bit of magic in the ice cream, so yeah, it wouldn't be a good idea for him to make a bunch of that. ]
Or like strawberry shortcake, cause that's trickier to make and does more.
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[She says with the air of the curious. That's neat to know, for the future. For now, Rin sets to pick up any dishes left here (if that comment was a literal one).]
None of that, for now. It's a waste when you can get a return on energy for no cost. On my way out, I'll tell Sanji to bring you something good. Try to be upright then, alright?
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I was gunna grab an apple and maybe some jerky or something.
.... Thanks.