May 9, 2017
@sanctinecsio @inverted-iris
“Give me your Excaliburs and go to your rooms. You are grounded I say you may come out.”
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@sanctinecsio @inverted-iris
“Give me your Excaliburs and go to your rooms. You are grounded I say you may come out.”
sanctinecsio replied to your post ““…” Nope, she wants no part of this.”
Sir Gareth, help! I'm being attacked!
“...”
Well this is a conundrum. Quick, Gareth, think! Some kind of excuse to avoid the family squabble...with additional Merlin.
“Apologies, sire! I, er... I’m needed in the kitchens!”
And off she runs.
sanctinecsio replied to your post: TFW you step into puddles of drool over the...
Your time in the sun hath passed. It’s husbando time now jeannie.
“I’m surprised it took this long. Finally had enough of letting a woman wander with your popularity? Or did you start to fear that people would think Artoria was the true Arthur?”
“Ahahahaha~! You should all be more like me and learn to embrace your imperfections more~!”
He died stopping the powerful shot coming from the castle in the middle of Camelot using his own Noble Phantasm. It was something only a hero could do, after all. And because he knew the Master that came from a different time would stop the Knights of the Round Table and their terrifying leader, the Lion King.
Arash couldn’t believe that, the once noble Saber he fought with during the Tokyo Holy Grail War was now the tyrant who invaded the city of Jerusalem and sent his knights to kill so many innocent lifes. He couldn’t do anything about it now, since he died from shooting his ‘ultimate shot’ to stop the King’s divine punishment towards the village where Rashidd and Hassan of the Cursed Arm came from.
“So that was your wish, Saber...”
As he muses to himself he stumbles with a familiar face, front to front he was now seeing him, Saber, The Lion King.
Jumping to get some distance between them he materialized his plastic bow and arrows and quickly prepared one shot towards him.
“Finally got the chance to see you face to face, Lion King.” He quickly discarded the title of Saber, the one he knew using that name wouldn’t do something like that.
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude but this is not as easy as it looks, so I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me.”
❝ Distracting? Me? I’d advice to stop stealing a glance every now and then, my dearest saint. I never thought I was capable of tempting such a sacred soul.~”
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