despairfiles asked: The displaced master was making the rounds, introducing himself to the staff after the clearance and a fresh set of clothes --- Shirou couldn’t say he was too excited meeting some of the people that he had met in the past and Rider was one of them. Hopefully she wouldn’t hold a grudge, or at least don’t attack him as they are in the same side. Psyching himself up, the boy decided to go about the same way he did with everybody else. Approaching the woman, he introduced himself : “ Hey, my name is Emiya Shirou and I arrived recently. It will be nice to be working with you.” Awkward? A little bit, but he tried his best to keep his cool.
🐍— ❝So, we meet again boy....❞ She hummed, her voice as gentle as it had been in the past. but, she wore a faint smirk on her lips. She wanted him to know, she remembered him, that she remembered their encounter and his insult. With the slightest of movements, she was gone from his sight. Only to appear behind him, her hand holding his face in a oh so familiar way, fingers spreading around his eyeball as she leaned in to whisper into his ear.
❝You called me inferior to the other servants, do you remember?❞ She questioned, her free hand moving to crawl over his chest and towards his heart. ❝Do you know why boy? Do you know why I was so lacking?❞ She hissed in his ear, her gasp tightening around his chest and eye. ❝Because you existed and my true master, wouldn’t fight you.❞ She then tossed him towards the ground, hand moving to remove her blinder. ❝That maggot controlled me, because I was protecting her...BECAUSE you couldn’t. ❞ A foot stomped towards the side of his head. She was angry, full of rage to see the boy before her. But, a part of her knew this boy becomes the man she loves now. And she hates it, she hates knowing the one that doubts her is the that embraces her.
