♕ this is my pride.

rin okumura. " a demon with a heart of gold ." affiliated with knight's vocation.

[highlycapable]

✟ summons.

[highlycapable]

Saber class..

“Yes, I am the one that summoned you.”

She corrected subtly, trying to make her own words firm and without a stutter, ignoring the fresh cut upon her finger in favor of closing the book full of spells in her hand. At least this servant didn’t land anywhere out of her sight, like her last. Or break apart of her house.. she eyed him, though, her mind forming a brief yet important question. “I am your master,” he looked too modern to be from the past, and his tail definitely stuck out. Her brows furrowed slightly, only now realizing her breathing seemed to stop as the other stood. 

“What’s your name?”

A basic question, but it was better than nothing. He looked more her age, which was the alarming thing. What kind of hero must a teenager be to even be summoned as her servant ..?

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Master? Master?

"Wait, woah, woah, let's slow down there for a second..."

The Saber class backed up a little, suddenly awkward and clinging on to the red cover in his hand. What was this about this girl being his master? Yeah, no, he always played by his own rules, and he always would. Even really high powerful people hadn't been able to keep him in line.

But for some reason, he felt as though he were tied to this girl. "Um, all I know is that I'm supposed to be a 'Saber'." Rin replied dumbly, his tail flicking low towards the ground as though he were anxious. It was almost as though he'd become someone's familiar--but he'd never heard of a half demon becoming that way. 

"Why am I here? Why'd ya' summon me, anyway?"

To be honest, he didn't really see a point in all of this.

[highlycapable]

✟ summons.

“Let thy body rest under my dominion, let my fate rest in thy blade.”

”If thou submitteth to the call of the Holy Grail, and if thou wilt obey this mind, this reason, then thou shalt respond. I make my oath here.” And here she was, again. Summoning a servant for the upcoming war she was bound to participate in.. as the circle beneath her began to glisten in a red hue, dark locks of hair moved to the pressure her summons went. Hand outstretched, and eyes completely focused on the task at hand, her lips moved of their own accord. “I am that person who is to become the virtue of all Heaven.” 

While she didn’t have a wish this time around, she knew that she’d have to do the same as she did last time when approached with the spoils of her work. Despite these thoughts circling through her head, there was the small concern of the servant she’d soon be getting. And, no matter how childish, she was silently hoping for a class that wielded bows and arrows rather than a sword. Realistically, she knew that it wasn’t up to her no matter how much she wanted to think that— since it was her prana, and her life on the line, as well.

“I am that person who is covered with the evil of all Hades.” 

She knew these phrases like the back of her hand, to where she could honestly recite it without a sweat needing to be dropped.

“Thou seven heavens, clad in a trinity of words,” the intensity within the room seemed to rise the more she reached the end, and as a single droplet of her blood collided with the insignia, “come past they restraining rings, and be thou the hands that protect the balance!”

[hellbreaker-blog]

And in a flash of blue light, the demon appeared.

On the edges of the blood circle, blue flames flickered, the kurikara in hand and a feathery tail lashing behind him as the gales still continued to die down, light surrounding the both of them. For several moments, he did not move, waiting for the currents to completely disappear before lifting his head from the crouching position he was in, before her with eyes glowing with determination.

"...Are you..."

Rin didn't quite finish, standing to his full height and idly wondering why he'd been summoned here at all. Was this the Vatican? Was this his execution? Although, something about this felt oddly natural, like he was supposed to be here; as though this person had a good reason or at least some sort of explanation.

"Are you the one that called me...?"

...The more he thought about it, the more suspicion he had about that explanation to come. 

[hellbreaker-blog]

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