#kuroserker

[lancerofclay]

@kuroserker

Dips and kisses the Frankenfriend.

[caliburnus]

                                    @kuroserker​

      The wind is brisk this evening. Quite chilly, yet fair, but nothing to compare to the draft whipping through her gut at this very moment.

      What was this? Had there been error in judgement? Deployment orders had her on an assassination mission to eliminate a rival’s Servant, but all that awaited was a femme amid a meadow of flowers. They neither withered nor darkened beneath the frame of her shadow, but only brightened to mirror her radiant, bridal gown. The tide may very well turn to fit battle if she were to assault her without warning, but Saber... opts for a different approach.

      Showcase her palette of chivalry. Gather a bouquet from the surrounding flowers, bundle them delicately within their own stalks, and surrender her motives on one knee and a bowed head to offer her gift. Should it be all for naught, she shan’t a problem with exchanging her hand for a sword through her torso.

        “My fair maiden,                     might I ask for your name and purpose for lingering here on such a night?”

[vasavis-blog]

@kuroserker

He had been here for only a short while and already abnormalities were appearing all around him. It was possible that it was merely a whim of these so called ‘scientists’. He couldn’t rule out it being some sort of defect either, the population seemed large enough, and he could tell there was no small concentration of Servants here as well. It could have been some sort of overload.

While he mused about the source of the strange flow in the city, he glanced at all of the people that appeared to be frozen in time. Oddly enough, there appeared to be only one person that seemed to be moving ‘normally’, and they were a familiar presence on top of that.

“You are...I see. Berserker of Black, are you not?”

“We are not designated enemies in this city, however if you wish to fight, know that I will not hesitate to retaliate...”

[nolongerhxman-blog]

[SPARE]

meme. | accepting. 

It was an odd stare off of sorts. “…?” What seemed to start off as a vaguely aggressive, if not highly questionable, confrontation between this woman and him ends as such. Dazai offers a smile with a curious tilt of the head. 

“You know… isn’t this is where you start swinging that basketball staff and hit me?” Well, it doesn’t seem like she’s going to attack him anytime soon, so perhaps she’s sparing him from facing the dunk-meister skills she possesses with that staff. If only he could understand her uu’s and mm’s. Then perhaps he could solve the mystery behind her intentions.