#v.chaldea

[crimsonfoundation]

@ardensfides​ x Starter Call (accepting)

"Master..." the god of human civilization would look at the woman he had elected to call Master, searching for bruises and wounds. "I have heard of your rigorous training with my other self. Are you sure it goes well?"

As a Servant who knew of his own strength, that idea had terrified him, despite being able to understand how his other self would go along with it.

[diexirae]

@mancgarmr x here

"... sorry, my hand slipped" that was what a normal person would say, right? But normal people didn't randomly summon faceless specters through sound to trap an unsuspecting stranger in chains.

He breathed heavily, his murderous intent permeating the air that came out of his breath. "What are you doing here? No..... you were, " his head hurt. Clearly, it wasn't a good day for him.

"They... they'll make me suffer again if they see this..." he mumbled to himself, considering the possibility of loosening those chains.

[greekshounenprotagonist-blog]

"I double-dare you. Kiss me now."

“Oi oi what in the gods is this, you must at least ride alongside me for years before even attempt me like that“

[moesakari-blog]

@auregis.

          “ Gilgamesh-sama. ”

          An attempt to make contact with the man of that name, as a cup of boiling tea was placed soundlessly before him. Such words were familiar to Tomoe, but she was not addressing the king she had served in a past summoning. Instead, she now sat before a man ever so similar to the Wise King of Uruk, yet so vastly different. She had made a fool of herself upon their initial meeting, mistaking him for her former liege. He, Gilgamesh ( of the Archer class ), had scolded her; anger brought forth by his pride in himself as an individual. It was a single gesture that had earned him her admiration. 

          It was strange, but his charisma, or perhaps something else, called to her. And she found herself attempting a conversation with him once more.

          “ May I ask what it’s like to be a demigod? ”

          There’s little warning, Tomoe had always been very straightforward. She had read a little of his story, an epic that continued to inspire mankind, and had witnessed his strength in battle. So when she found out that he had both divine and human blood flowing within ( from a certain Caster ), she couldn’t help but wonder.  

          “ Do you ever feel like there are two sides to you, because of your blood? ”

[clarentine]

@worldwalkingblade

“ That was amazing, Musashi! ” she exclaimed, clapping her fellow Saber on the ( lower ) back. “ You make wielding two blades seem like a breeze. ”

[mhxcu]

continued. || @shieldofsteel​.

               « 謎のヒーローX » “Of course,” he replies with a complimentary wink.

              He might chat up pretty ladies and men quite a bit, but for his words were always genuine. They just don’t always come out the right way, so something simple and straightforward seemed like a good idea this time.

              “I’m surprised nobody has snatched you up already. You ain’t just cute, but strong and caring too. Isn’t it the best combo?”

[crimsonfoundation]

@ardensfides​ x

He got himself into position again, stern eyes resting on the girl. He did feel bad about this, inevitably showing his Master again and again just how there was a barrier that should would likely never be able to cross. But the tenacity of her getting up again and again, if only so it would raise her chances of survival on one specific situation... was indeed Rome.

His arms that were supposed to one day open up the path to the stars were now serving as a wall, a gentle but imposing wall, asking for the woman to climb it, so at the end of the session, he could then put his hand on her head and say nice things to her.

It reminded him of the story of Sisyphus, the man cursed to roll a round boulder up a mountain for eternity. One would wonder about what a man like that would feel having the futility of such task staring at him, but as long as he kept that struggle, then the fire of humanity would still burn in him, and Romulus wanted to see that same fire blaze through his Master's soul.

[diexirae]

@unmovable-sovereign x Starter Call (accepting)

Berserkers were ones the reaper would mostly avoid. They were savage, unpleasant, and had no rhythmic whatsoever. It was no surprise that he would think of her as another one, another grotesque person.

But one that seemed to at least be quiet and there was no destruction to account for on this place.

"I wonder if someone like you would appreciate this classical architecture," he said, touching the Roman walls in front of him.