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Misaya Reiroukan ; Fate/Prototype Independent & Semi-Selective

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                       ❝Oh, how TERRIBLE.        When did my Servant become more useless than a dog?❞

independent  and semi-selective RP blog for MISAYA REIROUKAN from FATE/PROTOTYPE.

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Lips parted to allow a yawn to escape. Unlady like as it may be, there was no one around to notice her faux pas. In fact there was nobody around at all. How strange indeed. Where did all those useless troglodytes go...

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Welp.

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LIFE or DEATH (headcanon)

It has been said many times before that Misaya resembles Cu’s old teacher, Scathach. In many ways she is very similar to the ancient warrior queen---red eyes, a countenance for ruling, and pride among other things.

They are, in my opinion however, two sides of the same coin. This is just a headcanon, mind you.

MISAYA was cursed as a young girl to become a Fallen (or a shambling zombie) should she not win the Grail and remove the curse from herself. Her whole life is shadowed by this curse as well as the desperate desire to live. Ultimately...her desire is not fulfilled. Though its been years since I read it, I think it was Setanta that had to kill her in the end before moving to be Ayaka’s servant? At the least I’ve held that thought for many years now.

SCATHACH, on the other hand, has the curse of “living”--if one can call it living. As a being that has come in close contact with spirits and otherworldly beings and has fought them all and won, she can no longer be considered human, Divine Spirit, or Heroic Spirit. In my opinion, she longs for that death she can never have, preferably by Cu if that is possible. There was some debate on the internet if Scathach’s wish was truly to die or if her wish was to fight someone who could kill her. Upon Bond Level 5, she says

「ああ、そうとも……私は望んでいるよ、死を」

In this line she literally wishes to die. “Ahh, that’s right...that is what I wish for, death.” Even in her interlude she implored Cu to finish her off and that she has “lived for an eternity” though her soul (perhaps as a warrior) is dead. In her eyes she has been denied the right to die as a warrior. Scathach is too powerful and therefore must find someone powerful enough to kill her.

They are, essentially, two sides of the same coin. One is so powerful she wants to make a wish upon the Holy Grail to grant her a proper death as a Warrior while the other hopes to wish upon the Grail to live. I do not think this parallel was a coincidence at all.

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nineliveskingg‌:

       @cherubxm hit that heart for attention.

Listen. Grimmjow likes to think he can call it on the first glance, so when he looks at her and feels like she’s both trouble and annoying, he of course…. 

flocks to her like a moth to flame. 

“Who th’ fuck are you?” 

The dogs around her feet growled, though they were still at a safe distance from him. A false sense of security gave them courage to bare their fangs in the Arrancar’s direction. Their Master walked up behind them slowly, heels hitting the dirt path with purpose. Long boots rode up her thighs to her black shorts and the coat she wore flapped in the wind.

“OH, you must be something interesting for them to stay so far back.” The group of familiars parted like open doors and let her through to the front of them. “What cowards.” There was a hint of a smile as her hand petted the head of the nearest one, her beta, who gave a slightly whimper and licked her hand.

It was then that she caught sight of the mask on his face. A partially broken mask at that, and as far as she could tell there was nothing holding it up.

“Misaya Reiroukan. What, pray tell, are you?”

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naked bonding

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elusivemaster‌:

It was a very rare occurrence that Hakuno needed to leave her own house in order to take a bath. There was nothing wrong, it was simply that her so-called guardian was being insufferable and a worrywart that she needed to leave the house for some alone time. 

Plus public baths’ waters were much hotter and depending on the day, they will provide herbal baths to relax the body more. Today was apparently one of those days. Sighing, Hakuno stepped into the changing room with her own basket, spare clothes, and towel in hand. 

After changing, Hakuno opened the door to the bath to see her classmate and idol of the school, Misaya in front of her with a towel. Hazel eyes blinked once and then twice, making sure that it wasn’t an illusion.

“Eh, so you have days like this too?” 

Eyes that were languidly closed before now opened slowly to reveal surprised red irises. The voice caught her off guard, or perhaps it was that she was hoping not to see anyone that she knew there. By no means was she ashamed of her body, which could be seen by her posturing in the warm, fragrant bathwater. For the moment there was no one but the two of them. Putting a barrier down in a public bathhouse did not seem appropriate.

“Of course. We still adhere to everyday human inconveniences, do we not?” Perhaps as a magus she could have found some rudimentary way to fix it but why go to such trouble? The trade off, however, was this.

“Come, Kishinami. Shall we wash each other’s backs and share secrets?” This was said with a ring of sarcasm and the smile she gave was mostly joking, mocking even. The tone was dropped, then, when she asked the only question that was truly on her mind. “What brings you here? Unless you bathe here often.”

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A Reunion?

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Cú gulped almost unnoticeable - she knew his old name …

“Look look - it seems the one you summoned once was my younger self. You almost sound like my old teacher now.” Lancer closed his eyes and smiled slightly. "Funny-  this is not the only thing that reminds me of her when I look at you…” He could tell she was strong, deadly and rutheless. Her snappy attitude and her fierce eyes - yes, he has seen them before. Images of his old mentor flashed through his mind.

Dark lashes slowly came together in a long, tired blink as she stared at him. This was something he had of course mentioned to her before but she had never been curious enough to ask him--and at the moment she still wasn’t. In the past she had only been concerned with killing the weakest Masters off first before they could ally themselves together. Now though....

“You at least look more dependable than your younger counter-part.” Misaya uncrossed her long legs and stood up, walking towards him with one hand on her hip and the other hanging by her side. She inspected him the way a breeder might inspect a dog.

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"Oh. I dunno, it just looked ... weird in your hands. You love squeezing stuff like that, huh?" he grinned.

For a split second she looked at him coldly, and she prepared herself to snap at him out of reflex. She managed to refrain, however, and closed her eyes for a moment or two before looking back at him with a sickeningly sweet smile.

“There’s some joy to be had in disemboweling your enemies and watching them scream in horror, to be sure. But yours?” Misaya stood up then and began to close the distance between them.

“I’d gladly rip yours out and feed it to you. Would you like to try it now?”

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Daily Sketch 9/5 - Misaya, Fate/Prototype

I’m trying to force myself to draw for at least 30 minutes daily, starting today.

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"Jeez, what is that red worm thingy?" Setanta asked in an almost disgusted voice.

“It is an intestine. Some Hound you will become if you cannot even withstand the sight or smell of this much.” Misaya squeezed the intestines harder, letting the still warm blood run all the way down her arm towards her elbow before thrusting it to the side. It would surely come in use for some ritual later.

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prey/at night

@bellsreaper asked for a starter!

The girl stopped dead in her tracks with one hand placed firmly on her waist. For how long had she gone without noticing the presence, she wondered? That fact irritated her alone it seemed. It wasn’t until she was approaching her Manor did she notice the unwanted attention. The runes and protective barriers she had placed alerted her to the intruder, but it was a fleeting thing and could have easily been missed or misunderstood. Like a gentle wind one could barely feel.

Whoever it was, they were exceptionally good at concealment. Were she not confident in her ability to set up barriers she would have assumed someone had stumbled upon a rune or marking and nudged it with their toe.

“I’ve dealt with plenty of stalkers before but...” Misaya turned then, her eyes scanning the nearby buildings of the quiet road she was on. It was so late that very few people were up and about.

“Something tells me that isn’t what you are.” Her voice came as soft as a whisper only to be accompanied by an almost bittersweet smile. Another Magus perhaps? She could have sworn she knew every one’s location...

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naked bonding

@elusivemaster asked for a starter

Sable colored hair fell in thick tendrils around the nape of her neck while the rest was held up by a simple clip near the top of her head. Her neck and shoulders were exposed to the steam that floated about the bathhouse. A simple white towel surrounded her body as she stepped into the bath. 

“What an inconvenience....” She mumbled under her breath irritably. Something had broken at her house and was under repair. Until that was finished she was forced to use a public bath. Being there made her skin crawl with annoyance.

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