[Image Description: Four screenshots from Fate/Grand Order showing in order, (1) the Bond Level Up screen for Assassin Mata Hari, where her Bond Level has gone up from 9 to 10; (2) the “Craft Essence Extracted” screen that shows Mata Hari’s Max Bond Craft Essence of “Worthless Jewel”; (3) a screenshot of Mata Hari’s Servant card, with emphasis on all 10 of her bond diamonds in the level screen being filled and about to be enhanced to Bond 11; and (4) a “Bond Level Limit Released” screen that shows Mata Hari’s Bond Level limit being broken to reach Level 11. End Description.]
It's been a while since my last bond achievement (and this one happened on July 18, darn work fatigue), and to make a milestone like this with one of my first Servants after the tutorial (I checked, I summoned Mata Hari a week after starting the game), it feels more meaningful.
So, with yet another song in mind, here's a story for one of my first Assassins. Thankie, Margaretha.
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Mata Hari already knew she didn't have much compared to the other Servants in her class. Even for an Assassin, the distinct lack of Presence Concealment as a skill was one of many things that made her not even close to a good fighter, so why wouldn't she give up on her wish for the Holy Grail?
She never was able to achieve a happy family life when she was alive. Trying again as a Servant felt like a faraway pipe dream at best.
But when looking into the teary, star-filled eyes of the girl named Vy Duong, she started to reconsider.
Maybe it was the first few days Vy had come to Mata Hari in the middle of the night, scared from the occasional nightmare and wanting to talk about makeup and jewelry experience to fall back asleep. Maybe it was those moments in the early morning soon after, when Mata Hari would find the girl sleepy with unbrushed hair; how the simple act of easing tangles out of those brown strands started to become a comfort to her too. Or perhaps it was when Chaldea had tried to save Paul Bunyan, and even when facing that other Mata Hari, Vy had hugged her so much harder since. Or even in Salem, when Vy asked her oddly-timed questions and even cried over her faked death because Mata Hari meant something to her.
It felt like a glimmer of hope in the first time in forever.
It's why Mata Hari couldn't find herself doing anything but smiling shakily once a rainbow flame is being offered her way in the Enhancement Center of Novum Chaldea, the mana warm and soft just like the girl who summoned her. She should've known it was coming, but seeing it was different from imagining it.
"...You... you really are serious about this, hun?"
Even when a little taller, a little tougher, Vy's smile didn't change from their first meeting — appearing bright and happy as she held the Bond Chalice up to Mata Hari's eye level. "Aye. You've been with me for almost forever, Margaretha," was the warm response back, the words seemingly making the rainbow flame glow even brighter between them. "And I'd like you to stay with me. You're one of my honorary big sisters and I love you, Margaretha. Even if," a self-deprecating giggle left her lips, "I'm kinda out of Holy Grails right now to give to you at the moment, you're still on the top of the gifting list once we restock. Because it's you and I wanna thank you."
The jewels in Mata Hari's arms felt like nothing once the words registered in the back of her mind, and looking into those star-filled brown eyes had her own start to itch. "Honey..."
"Aye." Even when her own arms started to shake, Vy carefully put the Bond Chalice on one of the nearby tables to reach over and take Mata Hari's hands in hers to squeeze. "I hope it's not too much...? Because you really have helped me a lot, Margaretha. I feel like I couldn't have gotten through everything without you, so I couldn't help but love you. And I love you very very much."
It takes Mata Hari a moment to realize the worthless jewels in her arms are falling to the ground with loud clink clink noises akin to rain, her vision blurring as she tugged on her Master's hands. Because why would she need them now? Vy merely giggles once she's tucked into a hug, her nose resting against Mata Hari's neck in a clear sign of trust as the first sob leaves Magaretha's lips.
This is what I always wanted.
"I... I love you too, Vy. Honey. I love you too. Very very much."
"Aye!"
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[Image Description: Four screenshots from Fate/Grand Order showing in order, (1) the Bond Level Up screen for Assassin Ryougi Shiki, where her Bond Level has gone up from 9 to 10; (2) the “Craft Essence Extracted” screen that shows Shiki’s Max Bond Craft Essence of “Red Leather Jacket”; (3) a screenshot of Shiki’s Servant card, with emphasis on all 10 of her bond diamonds in the level screen being filled and about to be enhanced to Bond 11; and (4) a “Bond Level Limit Released” screen that shows Shiki’s Bond Level limit being broken to reach Level 11. End Description.]
It's been a little over two, almost three years, I believe, since Shiki came to my Chaldea. She saved me a lot back when I was struggling with Part 1, even before she even came around in fact through my borrowing her through @withanina/Aqui, and now, with her Grailed to Level 100, she's still helping so much.
Thankie, Shiki-san. Thankie for sticking with me for all this time. Even when you're far away from home too.
And well, I have to write something for you, right? Songs included and all. :)
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Ryougi Shiki knew — from the first moment they met, even — that Vy Duong was far too kind. Honest. Open and a bit too sparkly. To a fault too, considering the number of times she found herself in danger and floundering in the beginning of her journey thanks to the enemy just aiming for the right spot to push.
Even with the Lostbelts cursing the world, creating so many more death lines across the Earth's bleached surface from what Shiki could see, that part of Vy hadn't changed.
Heck, even when wearing a bit more black in her Mystic Codes and the tiniest indication of crow's feet starting to line the corners of her eyes, those brown irises behind round glasses were so bright compared to the rainbow flame in her hands.
Typical Vy.
Just like a certain other glasses-wearing buffoon...
Shiki withheld a sigh and crossed her arms instead. "Master."
Vy tilted her head at Shiki, a tiny "Mm?" serving as her answer.
"How much work did you put into this?"
As expected, pink started to climb up Vy's cheeks as her smile turned upside-down into a pout. "I'm not a salesperson who's going to scam you, Shiki-san."
Shiki rolled her eyes. "That didn't answer the question, Vy." Despite the instinctual fondness starting to leak into her voice, she tempered it as she went on with a harder, "How much?"
Thankfully, Vy got the hint if her wilting was any indication. "Muu." Under her breath, Vy then went on with a quiet, "I think it was 5-6 Saint Quartz's worth of energy."
"Fool," Shiki muttered back, but she let the heat go once she slipped her red jacket off. "What happened to taking care of yourself so that the people back home for you don't worry, huh?"
Vy didn't get a chance to answer before Shiki was draping her with the red, letting the leather jacket rest on top of her hair and cover her shoulders, contrasting Shiki's kimono sleeves dangling freely past her arms.
"Shiki...san?"
If not for the bright red of the jacket and the jet black shade of her Mystic Code, Vy could've resembled a bride waiting for her wedding ceremony with Shiki's furry jacket collar serving as the start of the 'veil.' All she needed was the dress and—
"You're too nice," was all Shiki could say, reaching over with one arm to pull Vy close. The Chaldean Master squeaked like a mouse with the movement, her nose awkwardly bumping the side of Shiki's neck along the way, but Shiki still kept her hand on Vy's back once she was close enough, memorizing the feel of her spine through her clothes. "What is it with you and treating others around you better than yourself?"
There's some people who just can't be saved, but you—
You keep trying. With Asagami, with Kama, with everyone you meet. Just like—
Death lines covered Vy just as much as any other living being, but Shiki didn't want to see Vy with just those.
Vy was more than death lines.
Vy was—
The Bond Chalice was wedged somewhat weirdly between them as Vy tightened her grip on the thing, poking both of their chests in odd places too, the rainbow flame flickering as she attempted to lean back and look up into Shiki's eyes. "It's... how I am," she eventually confessed, choosing to rest her forehead into the crook between Shiki's collar and neck once it became clear to her Shiki wasn't moving. "And you helped me out a lot, Shiki-san, both back in the original Chaldea and where we are now. I wanted to do something for you in return." A tiny, humble giggle brushed Shiki's skin. "Just to pay you back."
Yeah, I knew you'd make fun of me like that any time now, that other glasses-wearing guy added from the back of Shiki's mind, from a memory from years ago. I think the only thing to do is to go see her and talk.
"You didn't have to go so far for this—" Shiki felt her other arm creak when moving it upwards, cursing herself for the lack of personal experience outside of slicing and killing for a moment. She still forced it to go up and rest against the top of Vy's head through her jacket, keeping her close enough to hear the younger girl's breathing. To take in Vy's warmth and remind herself that she was alive. "I'm not greedy, Master."
"Muu." Vy still ducked her head to press her face into Shiki's shoulder through her kimono, nonverbally voicing her dissent with Shiki's opinion. "Wanted to. And what's the jacket for?"
Shiki rolled her eyes again, choosing to smooth her hand down her jacket in the best headpat she could offer. "For whenever that replica cape of yours needs to go in the wash," she answered, shaking her head. "I know you love the forests, Vy, but even that cynical hunter of yours wouldn't want you rolling around in dirt forever. And if you're going to give me gifts," Shiki patted Vy's head again once the girl squirmed at the jabs just left in the air, "you could just steal some strawberries from that porkball of a man you call the new Director."
"Muu — strawberries?" Vy's voice went up a few octaves from confusion. Hah. "For what?"
Why couldn't Kokutou have met you?
"You gave the ice queen sea salt ice cream," Shiki answered, leaning back to press her forehead to Vy's. Those brown eyes were still sparkling, even past all the fatigue, and Shiki grinned. "Can't I ask for homemade strawberry ice cream? The new Director keeps hogging it."
It didn't even take long for Vy to smile back. "Can I take that as a sign to hug you then?"
"...Alright." Shiki made a show of nonchalance. "You deserve one."
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Everything I loved in Enola Holmes 2 (feel free to add anything I missed)
“Tewkesbury” *said in most proud future brother in law voice*
THE SHERLOCK AND WATSON CAMEO (AND THEY WERE FLATMATES) (OMG THEY WERE FLATMATES)
“Nincompoop” “coward” *they love each other*
Pay what you can
*visits park in hopes of passing her*
DRUNK SHERLOCK
Hungover Sherlock (basically) : here enola take this week old half of a tea cake and go, toodaloo
No thoughts just Enola teaching Tewkesbury to fight and then kissing him
While we’re on that note, “teach me to fight” vs “teach me to dance”
Just Enola fighting for those who can’t the entire movie
#romanticallylookingovereachotherswounds
Maybe you could come check up on me sometime
The sibling bonding that we all needed
Tewkesbury being in awe and slightly terrified of his danger chasing detective girlfriend and future brother in law
Tewkesbury’s plant filled house
Enola being jealous over Tewkesbury’s potential love interests
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