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#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : out. #So I may or may not be about to do a thing #because I rolled a certain malewife of a knight #in JP F/GO #in P/ercival's case #stay tuned.

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viivyre​:

╮ ╰.   𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 / 𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; it is different now, is it not? Why, how does one measure two lives considered similar & yet so different? When she looks at him, ARTHUR PENDRAGON strikes her as taller by perhaps a hand’s width with color scheme & attire close enough to what one would have worn in days long past.  ━  jade narrows beneath flaxen brow: mere observations holding little value in the end. Boil it down to a single fact, then: a man standing opposed to a king turned woman; she wonders, she reflects / how many questions unravel & twist inside one’s mind [events & occurrences line up / here’s to recollection, glorious successes & direst sins; say, which match with his & which differ? Did he fail Britain too?]  ━ the brought up name stings, leaves some mark one brushes aside with a mere blink. 

          perhaps she ought to study up more, the throne had granted her manifold details yet none aligning with that of so… peculiar a case.

          “ It relieves me to see you are as truthly as I expected you to be. Nevertheless, there is little use in discussing that which lays in the past.  ” ━        what is your tone if not stern & clean-cut? Outlining a line he ought not to cross. His comment regarding own achievements alone enough to sour one’s disposition after all; nay, focus on something else instead. Indeed! Say, what is your name [ARTURIA PENDRAGON, heir to Uther Pendragon, & rightful Ruler of Britannia. Once & Future King, King of Knights, Red Ravager, Dux Bellorum, God of War]. Say, do you dare to bring it all past your lips? This title once brought forth with pride now leaving an acrimonious taste at the back of your tongue; once you introduced yourself with head held high & sacred sword grasped firmly / in a duel against a lancer whose name remains etched into your memory as any whose death is yours to bear; once you heard it as a whisper against the shell of your ear, dearest lady in white the last to say it in a moment most sacred / the one lost & found again at the shores of Avalon, now again waiting for her eventual return. 

           thusly she decides: the moniker SABER would have to be enough. After all what need does she have for titles, for a kingly identity long disregarded & rightly noted by the other? How foolish it would feel to stand opposed of aforementioned prototype & explain a circumstance the other would never understand. Indeed, ’Arthur’ an alias she despises nowadays & Arturia a name mayhaps far too precious for any other than dearest love; indeed, she reserves it for Irisviel only. “ Given how I am merely here to lend my sword and virtues to a righteous cause, to call me by my class would certainly suffice. ━  I have little use for kingly honours anymore. “

     “Saber it is then, I will not press you for what your name was at least. The name given to us is a heavy burden but there is not much that can be done.” A man that was so bright and firm even in his beliefs knowing that despite the gravity of the situation in the past that he had done all that he could as ruler. Two Excalibur’s here jointly although his own was sealed for the most part and kept to his side to not allow it to destroy more than necessary. Oh what misguided thoughts he had in yesteryears of his duty as king, but that was not to stop him. It is only fitting that as a knight he stood ready, as a ruler especially. “You are too kind however, humble as well.” Not that he would press her for too much in general.

     “I understand that all too well, the past should rest in the past though some things are easier said than done.” Lancelot being one such thing that was not easy to bury knowing what he had done. Killing their fellow knights, betraying him on an emotional level at that. “Although... I at least intend to keep my distance should more from our shared past somehow arrive. Ones who have left a bitter impression upon me.” Like Guinevere for a good reason. So much was there that left a bitter taste in his mouth knowing what she had done herself. It pained him but he had moved on at this point enough from what he had long since thought was love. “I will at least ask you treat me as a fellow knight then. Relying on our former titles in both cases would be pitiful.”

     He had no wish after all to be bound to them either. Only one could refer to him as a king, a prince at that, but she was not there. His own love is the sole person who could use it however much she wished, it stung to be alone but he will not give up so easily if it meant seeing her once more. But now was not the time to focus on his own heart after all, he had company, and someone who he was curious about. “So, I suppose to start on terms of my capabilities, I tend to keep Excalibur sealed on terms of it’s full power. In place are thirteen seals which I can only open in times of crisis. Consider it to be like what was placed upon Rhongomiyad.” The spear was dangerous after all to the point one wrong stroke of it could end them if it was unleashed. 

     “I thought to mention it due to master telling me you hide your own, although not sealed like mine I assume?” 

     The question itself had an obvious answer since he had thought he saw her do it but he will not make assumptions. He knew it best to at least save small talk for later on terms of bonding but wouldn’t dare hide their differences, such things were interesting and he felt as if it were best to get business over with before leisure. It was part of why he sought her out. “Ah right, I was going to also request a spar later if you’d like. Nothing serious, I simply wished to see how similar we are in a fight. Although I do not mind if you take it seriously!” Such enthusiasm, Gawain must have rubbed off on him in a sense with their time together.

#viivyre #█║ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿. : arthur / in. #A pair of kings both with their own quirks #both based off the same person #it's kinda funny how him and Gawain make me go lengthy due to how they are as people #though Gawain can go full golden retriever and talk all damn day if he wanted to and was happy enough.

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rhyra​:

Holding his head between kinder, foreign hands, the 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬 looked at the boy asleep with a pained expression in his snowy features. Uncommon traits for a human; silvery hair and silvery eyes that contrasted deeply with the dull colors of wood and dirt, but she could expect for a vampire made hunter to stand out among the crowd.

Were they so despicable creatures that even their own kind was that eager to extinguish their lives―?

Yūki was gentle; her gentle princess; and her acquaintances could not be less than kind too. For a creature―a ghost―that aged so long and could hardly feel anything now like Jūri, no blame resided in her words.

❝ 𝐈’𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, ❞ She smiled. ❝ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫?  ❞

     Not Yuki... the genetics comment caught his attention which caused something to click about it. This isn’t a sibling, this has to be... “... her... mom?” A wince, he had a headache from that fight he had gotten into but he seemed to be for the most part fine for someone that was forced into a fate he despised with all his might. “I don’t know what happened... I just remember she screamed at me to get up... I fell asleep because I used too much blood.” It felt odd, did it not? Speaking to a person that was suppose to be dead.

     It was strange to begin with being there with those unusual eyes of his at least feeling their pain ease. His stomach churned at the thought that something worse may have happened even with his choices, he kept her safe... he hoped, he was the only one quite honestly capable at that point they were at. “... did Bloody Rose... send me here?” Was a question he mumbled beneath his breath, wondered even given the hunter had no other grasp of an explanation.

     Even without knowing the answer, he only hoped his actions at least kept her alive. Otherwise he would feel terrible for telling her mother that he failed her only daughter and his wish to at least keep her alive.

     “... Zero... that’s all you need to know, I’m sorry if she got hurt any over my push there.” It was odd more so for him to feel so sorry, so apologetic but he wasn’t completely together. He was drained mentally and the blood loss had taken a large toll on him after all. There was no need to tell himself otherwise.

     There was no need to fool himself anyway as well, he must have nearly died from it at this point.

#rhyra #█║ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿. : zero kiryu / in. #Man now it's my turn to be late #he's a bit wonky more at the moment since it's been a long while #but I plan to go back to reading in a bit. #After I get more rest #I woke up randomly for some reason though I blame my insomnia.

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viivyre​:

╮ ╰.   fate had a way of imposing upon her: trial & tribulations regardless of one’s struggles thus far; the Camelot Singularity had left more than a bitter taste despite own interception having been kept to a minimum [for good Bedivere’s sake & perhaps your very own]. Alas, she now undoubtely found herself compelled to act; ever since having been granted a glimpse onto the very map detailing their campaign there had been a single name / a single fact branded into conscience & memory both, a single string of syllables enough to make chest constrict: Morgan had been identified as the British Lostbelt’s ruler with own absence being the very catalyst for sister’s rise in power.  ━ a part of her aches, assumes, perhaps, that history had altered based on own once harrowing wish [to never exist, shirk duty from aching shoulders / to never pull out the sword regardless of country’s need]; maybe thus to blame for tempting fate, for laying down title & armor both, for finding peace in Avalon / for daring to no longer be KING but a mere HUMAN instead.

          It is mayhaps what thus renders current skirmish a personal matter; stakes high, no matter how one would come to twist the odds.Thus a reason why she keeps sacred sword once more veiled by a gust of wind / expressions as stern as the situation at hand so clearly demanded; she cannot possibly fathom what Excalibur’s brandished use could possibly provoke albeit  historical alterations done by Lostbelt’s parameters.  What has Pendragon’s hate after all not always been, if not a sentiment as bright as an unquenchable, ravaging flame; no matter kingdom & country’s change, jealousy, wrath & grief ran in their veins without much hope for reason; Morgan & her hence forever linked by most their most merciless destiny. One would hate & the other would not / one would fall & the other rise. Such was their curse, their burden, their bane. 

          still, for the longest time one had thought Chaldea to be a safe haven / a means to achieve a truce / a way to mend broken bonds & expunge whatever true history had been so eager to strip them off; alas, alas, fate had a way of bestowing upon her: disenchantment & disapointment, regardless of her good intentions & hopes. 

          “ There is little room for goodwill, Gawain! “ ━         veiled blade cuts through an opposing fae’s limb; she cannot tell whether the strike hits or misses / cannot decipher whether the very hinderance met is a being of flesh or one of illusion.  ━ once more into the fray / spilling blood, carving a path by frequenting violence & bloodshed’s aid [all you abhor & all you cannot seem to live without; oh, King of Knights how much you loathe it all]. ━  upon straightening her posture, upon casting a relieved glance towards brother in arms, she comes to her conclusion: hatred begets hatred & an act of transgression tempts a similar bout of retribution / be reminiscent then of sisters’ last quarrel in the throne room, ere kingdom & world came crushing down [hands around her throat / rage & disbelief felt somewhere in your bones; betrayed tenfold / how could you have been so blind].  ━ running out of options; why, in common righteousness you are certain: there will never be a peaceful solution to a feud so deep. 

           “ Would cleaving a path lead to a reunion with the rest post-haste? “  ━         one’s every response is spoken tersely / phrased without a single wasted word [proper greetings could wait, indeed]. She is eager to cut the conversation; to instead focus on the battle at hand & grant Gawain enough leeway to swing blessed sister sword whilst further assessing their situation with a commonly keen eye [develop a strategy & do so quick]. Why, regardless of being hardpressed, she is eager to keep foes’ casualties as low as necessity allowed; the Knight of the Sun undoubtly in the right in his prior proclaim. “ I am unwilling to bare my sword just yet but I shall should our situation grow too dire. ━  whatever plan it is you have envisioned, it may prove a better choice. “

     “Alright! I will take the punishment she dishes out in the event this furthers their wounds. I do not do this lightly but I will unleash Galatine, however instead I will do something different to not kill them.” His choice was not a simple matter knowing easily how the queen of the fae herself could react. With sun at highest point he can take advantage of it to blind them instead of hurt them, the children of the fae did not need more causalities and they did not need more ire from her in general. “Cover your eyes uncle!” Was his warning as he used the blessed light of the sun to cause the blade to glow brighter and brighter until it swelled to the point it was ready to release. His own soon closed not long after, he unleashed the blades sunlit fury with enough light to cause the fae to fall blinded before reopening his eyes. “Hurry! We do not have much time but I figured out how to recreate what Merlin has done with magic before using Galatine to blind them.”

     He knew quite well the history as the son of the woman who caused it all just as he took off immediately with speed some would be astonished by for a man in armor. It would thankfully allow them to escape greater punishment although he did not expect his trick to work multiple times. He’d need to get them to not realize he’s doing it for later attempts but he could figure this out later. “I do not believe mother is entirely behind everything if that counts for something, no, it feels more if there is a deeper problem and that man is certainly one of them.” Without a means of knowing they can only assume anyway the Crypter, Beryl, was the cause of many issues there himself.

     Just the thought of all this being caused made him sick to his stomach. Though his uncle was not perfect she held the kingdom together as best as she could even with what Tristan had said about her heart. For the time being they had to charge forward and hope that the rest were at least handling things better. He highly doubted Mordred would do anything to anger their mother, Gareth especially, the two of them knew her as well as the others in a sense. “I will start to use the sun to blind them for now on until we can resolve their madness though I will need to make certain they do not learn methods to prevent it. It will become a problem during the evening however only.”

     But for the time being he was only pleased that they had some form of method to prevent their deaths from growing. Mother would not be thrilled had they not taken care of things delicately, he knew how things were when someone drew her wrath out of her, the way she would destroy them by picking them apart piece by piece although here it was different. “I can only hope that master is safe, I did not see Bedivere so I assume our brother-in-arms is with her.” As well as protecting her with his life he had hoped, knowing how that man cherished the lives of his friends and comrades to the point of giving his all in battle.

#viivyre #Sorry this is a bit late! #I had it waiting and finished for the most part #but I was distracted by things getting hectic. #I figured I'd start by replying here but damn even I got lengthy a bit #Gawain really does do his best. #Especially when it comes to the other knights and Arturia. #█║ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿. : gawain orkney / in.

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do you like women who need a break? or perhaps said women being a rare breed of bird known for its ability to be reborn from its ashes continuously? meet mie, your local phoenix who hides the fact she’s one because she’s constantly hunted for her presumed ability to grant an eternal life through her blood.  if you’d be interested in interacting, please give this a like or reblog, i’d greatly appreciate it!   she’s an original character connected to @yushku​ !

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : PROMO. #One more time to try getting my wonderful wife out there more #really anything helps because she deserves the attention #she does a helluva lot more than I ever can #and I really want her to be able to interact with people too.

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do you like women who need a break? or perhaps said women being a rare breed of bird known for its ability to be reborn from its ashes continuously? meet mie, your local phoenix who hides the fact she’s one because she’s constantly hunted for her presumed ability to grant an eternal life through her blood.  if you’d be interested in interacting, please give this a like or reblog, i’d greatly appreciate it!   she’s an original character connected to @yushku​ !

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : PROMO. #Please follow my wife already #she really does deserve all the love and attention in the world #her OCs are fantastic as well and she should #really be given more of a chance than me because she deserves it way more.

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Hello! Do you like women who were raised to become murderers and told that their worth is decided in them not being caught due to the intent of making them one of the most evil people alive? I’m Twin here with Michinaga, an original character of mine that I’ve been working on for years. Could you please like or reblog this if you’re like to interact? It’d be much appreciated! 

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : SELF PROMO. #I've been feeling her more so please come over and interact #I'm trying to adjust to OCs again anyway #since it's been a bit.

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i know i’ve been dead on this blog and have pretty much vanished from the roleplay scene but due to circumstances with my old job having affected my health, i’m currently jobless and to make a bit of extra money while i job hunt i’m taking icon + psd ( maybe even graphic, if you feel need ) commissions. i’ll be throwing up batches for purchase on my icon blog @luminositicons alongside some psds. if you want a specific faceclaim iconned/need a psd/want a graphic for anything for purchase or have any questions, feel free to contact either this blog or the icon blog alongside my discord (  de l'enfer#0002 ).

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : signal boost. #Honestly please help my wife out #if any of you see this and want a muse or whatever done #and don't mind paying for it she's totally worth going to for it.

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#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : out. #Sorry I haven't been here but I got hit with inspiration for a longtime muse I had sitting amongst my OCs #I'm in the middle of finding someone appropriate for her #but feel free to like this post if you want the URL once I'm done #I haven't wrote her on here before and I decided that I'm going to go through with this. #Feel free to IM me for my discord and if you're curious you can also IM me to learn more about her.

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I’m around right now, just watching stuff while waiting on Momo to get up, please IM me if you want my discord and specify a muse if any if you want a starter from me.

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : out. #I've been busy watching M/oriarty the Patriot while she slept #though I'm a bit slow on it. #I still owe but I keep being lazy which is my bad honestly #just trying to not over do it given M/ordy's been wide awake #with a few others on my end.

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Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : prompt. #Oh specify muse please! #I just want more asks and all to do #I still owe sure but I want at least some help given the heats been bad.

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momo here with a vampire original character that functions on an original strain of vampirism :  meet cerise white, a rien vampire which are vampires with spirit attributes. they’re extremely difficult to make more of so they’re extremely rare! if any of that interests you, please consider giving this a like / reblog.  

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : PROMO. #Please follow my wife already.

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@rienpire​ said:  💃 

     This never was his thing, dancing and the like, being told to find a partner at a party yet there he was almost contemplating just what to do about it. Until their eyes locked however mere moments after. His master was stunning, almost as if she were a new person beneath it all regardless of the fact he knew somewhat things could change depending on the mood there. He is not amazing at it but there were people surrounding her, it left a bitter taste in his mouth the way they eyed her like a trophy. Perhaps that was why he decided to make some form of a move instead of being a wallflower. As mother had taught him, the way to make others back down was to assert your dominance in whatever form you could without damaging your image or reputation.

      The men who were chattering turned to look at him as he stepped forward with a determined look and confidence some would be envious of, it was enough to part them even as he grabbed her hand with his own gloved one quite gently for once as if to make them stop in their tracks fully.

      “I do believe that standing here does not suit you in the end, so, I will be borrowing you.” A smile and a light kiss upon her hand just as he recalled had been done to ladies in the court even if such a thing was dated enough the men snorted. They were intending to laugh even he noticed until they saw that he was indeed leading her out to the dance floor with a gentle pull causing their once closed mouths to fall open. A rough knight of all things managed to ask her to dance? None of them had succeeded or bothered to yet here he was taking advantage of his position with her, he still remembered the steps after all.

      A waltz was easy even if some had thought him before to have two left feet whenever he doesn’t. He almost could have swore he saw her earlier actually look as if she were flustered by his antics (even if he was annoyed mainly they swarmed her), his choices to the point the knight was amused. He could be charming if he so wished even as he gently waltzed with her, if anything he found it to be enjoyable. Strange... he didn’t expect that feeling, a warming feeling that seemed to almost make him feel as if there were nobody else around.

      Oh dear knight of rebellion, if only you knew just what this was leading into for you now.

#rienpire #█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : answered asks. #█║ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿. : mordred / in. #It took me a bit to do this #cuz I was thinking about how to do it #then realized if she gets invited to parties a lot that he'd honestly #turn around and drag her away from people #if he got annoyed enough by how they looked at her.

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SEND  💃  FOR MY MUSE TO GRAB YOUR MUSE’S HAND AND PULL THEM IN FOR DANCE

add  ‘ + 🔁 ’  to reverse the roles !

#mobile. ☆ #█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : prompt. #Please specify a muse but #I have got to see this for some once I get back on.

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momo here with a vampire original character that functions on an original strain of vampirism :  meet cerise white, a rien vampire which are vampires with spirit attributes. they’re extremely difficult to make more of so they’re extremely rare! if any of that interests you, please consider giving this a like / reblog.  

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : PROMO. #Do I need to keep saying it? #Follow my wife already because I will be a violent marshmallow otherwise #she deserves all the love and attention.

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♡   TEXT MESSAGES  [  𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂  ]

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[ text ] where the hell are you ?! we were supposed to meet an hour ago !

[ text ] where did you go ? don’t you dare leave me here ! 

[ text ] on a scale of 1-10, how upset would you be if I don’t show up ?

[ text ] what happened last night ? my head is pounding !

[ text ] whose pants am I even wearing ? 

[ text ] I think I broke a bone or two…

[ text ] so, I rewarded myself and got that thing you told me not to get

[ text ] don’t be mad ! it wasn’t even my fault

[ text ] my ways are unhealthy. you do not want them

[ text ] we don’t know what _________ is capable of

[ text ] you would date me, right ? I mean, I’m a catch. right ?

[ text ] what did you say to _________ ? now (s)he is avoiding me !

[ text ] I miss seeing your face

[ text ] you’re supposed to tell me not to do stupid things. explain yourself

[ text ] what was on it ? I didn’t see what was on it and I need to know.

[ text ] you need to tell me what’s going on

[ text ] I’m a freaking delight ! 

[ text ] this is all my fault ! 

[ text ] you forgot about me, didn’t you ?

[ text ] I think you have the wrong number

[ text ] send help. I have two pizzas and nobody to share them with

[ text ] one step at a time, right ? 

[ text ] to be honest, that never bothered me

[ text ] I think I’m lost

[ text ] game time means crunch time

[ text ] you gotta pick a side, man

[ text ] know that you can put your trust in me, alright ? 

[ text ] I’m always picking up after you

[ text ] I didn’t want you to be alone

#█║ 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗰. : prompt. #For after I get done gathering for the wife or in between rounds of it.

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rienpire·:

❛   …  i apologize for speaking in such a manner.  ❜  especially since it agitated him, what was she thinking? she heard the oath he took, she heard and saw it with her own eyes. (  from this day forth, my body is your shield and my weapon is your sword. )   how could she have overlooked that? he was serious, he even boasted he was of the best class to even summon ..  could she truly do this? he’s carrying all the weight while she gives orders from a distance.  can this truly be called a group effort?  

❛  ..  saber, if you’d allow it, i too would like to join the fray with you when the instance arises. ❜

     “... if you are serious about it, though I have my reservations, not due to your capabilities but due to recalling you do not enjoy violence. If you are going to watch and fight, I suppose that the most I may be able to do is accept it even with being reluctant on my part.” His agitation at least faded with this, he could not hold it against her knowing the danger and more. Though he was serious entirely about defending her, cutting down those who wish to stop them even. He was not one of the strongest for nothing on terms of his class. “The only problem is, how do you intend to fight? To hold your own?”

     Given that he was not certain if she could bring herself to handle a weapon after having had seen her enough. If he were to teach her it could become an issue in itself due to recognizing he cannot hold back fully, but, perhaps he can make a exception he supposed. “Do you intend to have me show you?”

#rienpire #█║ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿. : mordred / in. #When he's only going with it cuz of how serious she is #even though he wants to really say NO due to how she is as a person.