#camelotsgrace

[internalresenting]

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  DOES HE BELIEVE IN THE RED STRING OF FATE? Destiny could be considered a debacle at this point with the nature of their ordained meetings and the tragedy they behold, but if one were to ask her… there exists a reason for it all. Three realms traveled over the span of a mere lifetime ( aspects of it owed to them being Servants, surely ) and they persistently wind up in one another’s company.

  No matter the location of her summons, her eyes always seek his red mantle. Pursues it, perhaps, despite the willful ignorance on his behalf. Yet, if she were to let her thoughts transpire and revel in fantasies, reunions would remain conceptualized; she has to give chase, and even here, in this fantasy world, she does as such and concedes upon him and a few straggling beasts.

    “–It looked like you were in need of aid. My apologies for the intrusion.”

♐ ] Running away is nothing new to this man. Head on conflict has never been a strength of his, a statement that would remain true in this situation. It had taken but a moment to recognize features, to recall memories that were long forgotten. Yet there is no urgency within him to speak, no drive to re-familiarize with her. While happiness did spurt itself from ashes, in the same shade pain existed with.

It’s bittersweet. He’s hesitant to act. For one reason or another, he says nothing at first. Nothing but simple words. “Those aren’t the beasts, if your goal is what I think it is.” Recovering arrows he’d been reusing, some more worn than others would be unrecoverable as he lets out a sigh. “But, thanks regardless.” Trouble saved earns her that much, before he turns his back to. Certainly, he did not have the right words for at this time. Though it would seem neither did she. If nothing else, keeping within shouting distance was fine. Even if it was just silence shared, it was better than nothing at all. “You may as well accompany me. If our end goal is the same there is no reason not to join forces, correct?”

[vraelgard]

hello! this is arturia pendragon (lancer/ruler) of the fate franchise, hopefully apping in under /application? i'm not too certain if i did it properly in regards to picking the patron sage, but i'd also like to gamble my luck at transferring my old rank over from a previous group. the information for it can be found under /statistics! thank you for your trouble!

the city is open to you, king of knights. welcome to terra.

you will be housed in sybella apartments S17, where you will find your divine lance waiting for you. it seems a little blunted, though... maybe if you run fast enough at someone while you’re holding it?

in accordance with your transferred rank, you have been granted lumen’s spell light, and boon wake of light. after one month in our fine country at novice rank, you will automatically be elevated to commoner rank. which... you get at one month anyway. but it’s fine.

♠ rook

[jokarnofuru]

@camelotsgrace​

     Okay, sure, he’s been in plenty of dangerous situations before (par for the course of being a phantom thief) but he wasn’t really expecting this to happen. Get to the surface or he’s going to die huh. Well life and death situations aren’t really unfamiliar to him considering his work as a thief but...

     This time it’s different. It’s just him and whatever he can do to survive.

     And like hell Akira’s dying here. There’s a lot he’s got to live for, both here and for back home as well.

     It’s fine, you’ll be fine... he’ll tell himself that as many times as he has to in order to get out of here. That he can do this despite what odds are stacked against him but then again it could be worse. At least he’s got Arsene on his side, it’s better than nothing.

     But what’s also better than being alone is being with a partner. He’ll do what he has to, and well, he’s not about to let someone die when he can help them do something about it.

     So when he spots something nearby, he can’t help but ask and see if they could team up. “So guess we’re both stuck in this situation huh. Might as well team up and figure out how to get past everything, right?”

[illusixnry]

@camelotsgrace

While an underwater city was rather fascinating to Touya, there was something about it that seemed odd to him. For a city that looked rather ruined, it seemed to be functioning pretty well, particularly in regards to the bubble surrounding the city, keeping the water out.

Not to mention, there were those five... weirdos too. Touya wasn’t too sure what to think of them, yet the same could be said for the Mayor of Koi too. He was going to need information, first and foremost.

The research center was his first location to investigate— or second, rather. The first was some strange place outside of the city, which he would be exploring if he could figure out the riddle at the gate. But alas, riddles weren’t exactly his forte.

Wandering through the building, he comes across a kind of testing facility, stopping by a window researchers likely would have used to observe their test subjects. As he looked through the window, something banged against the window from the other side, causing him to shout in surprise. Jumping back, he brings a hand to the sword at his side, worried that the glass would suddenly shatter. (Honestly, he was thankful he grabbed the weapon from his apartment before leaving to explore Theorillia.)

“What the- wait, what is that?” Curious, he takes a step closer to the window, only to jump in fright the second the creature slammed its fist into the glass. While the punch was far from enough to break it, it certainly was enough to startle Touya once more. At this point, he wanted to leave. Quickly spinning around, he makes his way to the door, only to end up almost bumping into someone in the process.

“Ah, sorry, I was just leaving— but, by any chance have you found anything else of interest here? All I’ve really found are these strange... monster things.” Honestly, he almost considered actually going inside the testing chamber, yet he changed his mind after seeing one of the monsters try to attack him through the window.

[internalresenting]

@camelotsgrace​

♐ ] It was a foolish dream to think peace would ever suit the man. Combat after combat, conflict after conflict, the guardian has known trouble since he has set himself upon this path. It was inevitable that even here he'd find himself amidst some sort of calamity, but in a way it was only fitting. That he'd willingly despite his ties to humanity unchained, still wish to help others.

...At the very least, that was the point he wanted to come across when the pair retrieved all their necessary belongings within the hotel room. Instead his words are just inflecting, and rude. "I don't doubt we will survive this. But our duty doesn't end there, does it Arturia?" She was a king, one that thought of her people. And he was a counter guardian, twisted in some way but obligated to do the same. Ignoring those who couldn't help themselves just wasn't in their blood. "We must secure this path for the other inhabitants. You know what that means, right?"

[temnolev-blog]

@camelotsgrace​

     Okay so maybe he’s just mad at the whole situation that’s happening and he’s wanting answers, be damned how he gets them. City shows up from underwater? Not the craziest thing that’s happened to him! Considering he’s had one place show up from under the sea (that was a whole other story though) it’s nothing he hasn’t deal with.

     So the minute he’s down in this place he’s off trying to find what he can, bringing him to the research center. Yuri’s not really sure what is even down here, but it’s probably the best place to go if he wants answers to anything really.

     (What does he even want to know he wonders. He’s been in this place for a while and he knows almost nothing about it. Maybe he just wants something to put his mind at ease.)

     He stops for a moment, hearing something that sounds like another pair of footsteps. He’s not alone here? He’s not sure what that means but he’ll figure it out soon enough he guesses!

     So he turns around at the source of the sound, eyes narrowed at the person that approaches. “Why are you here? I thought I was the only person here...guess that isn’t true anymore huh.”

[danseuretoile]

☆ ( There was a star that danced…

     “Oh my...I didn’t expect there to be a place like this here...”

     Truly, she didn’t. After all, an underwater city? Alyssa wasn’t sure what to expect, coming down here via the walkway (she didn’t want to use the water bottle she had just yet after all) and while the city had been...interesting to say the least, the fact that there was a theater here of all places was...a lot to take in.

     But this place spoke to her. She was a performer, and like a moth to a flame, she’s drawn to this place, a stage speaks to her more than everything else here in this place. She can’t help it, dancing and performing is in her blood, in her soul and she can’t escape from it even if she wanted to.

     (Even if information is important this is what matters more to her than that. Surely someone else can find that she’s one of the only people that knows what value a place like this has.)

     So it’s a bit of a surprise to her that she’s not alone here. Considering what they were supposed to do here, to see someone be here instead of looking for answers...she’s not quite sure what to think of it.

     “And I thought I would be here alone...” she muses outloud as she walks over to the other person, a small smile on her face upon seeing it’s a familiar one. “So what brings you here to a place like this? It’s nice to run into you again as well...”

                 and it danced it’s way into @camelotsgrace​‘s path.☆ )

[primewinged-blog]

✧・ﾟ@camelotsgrace​​ liked for a starter.

          THE THING ABOUT BEING IN A NEW REALM WITH NO knowledge of the realm itself, and taking your power to be either limited or for worse confiscated. Is that he didn’t have anything too worried about, actually, no. That was far from the truth itself, no matter where he was at. Sandalphon could never found himself letting his guard down ( not even to those that he trusts. )

          PARANOIA? PERHAPS. BUT IT WHAT MAKE HIM MADE it through the life that he was given. And the task that had fallen upon him, even if he had no desire for it. Still, he would be a fool If he didn’t find himself relaxing once and awhile... Having exited the Sunflower Cafe with a Caffè Americano in his hand, he didn’t have any other planned throughout the day. He supposed he could have spent some time with Lucifer, but he was still attempting to get adjusted to seeing him alive and well...

          NONETHELESS, HE FOUND HIS THOUGHT TO BE interrupted by the presence of another. An eyebrow softly raised against porcelain complexion and with an idle tilt of the head, scarlet eyes remained fixated onto the other’s form. ❛ -------...I know this is none of my business, but why the long face? ❜