#v.hgw

[clarentine]

@searching-mage.

“ Just give me the sign and I’ll kick their asses for you, Master. ” 

Their treatment of her Master enough to send the Saber on a rampage, and her own Master’s passivity slowly growing on her nerves.

[regalius]

' Hey, so, uh, quick question; my translator spell doesn't really like ancient languages all that much, so I was wonderin' if maybe y'could read this? 'S cool if not, I just figured I'd ask, you bein' ... y'know. '

@sorcinoire.

              « キャスター » "You are referring to my fluency in any and all languages.”

             Knowledge granted by the Holy Grail, convenient yet Caster did not look upon it fondly. Heroic spirits--Servants had the ability to read, speak and understand any language, however it did not necessarily mean that they were capable of understanding all the nuances and layers of meanings embedded within languages of old ( and new ). It was sad really, that many languages, like his own, had faded in time, long forgotten and misinterpreted. The tides of time were rather unforgiving. Nonetheless, a scan of the text in question brought a chuckle from the King before he replied.

             “Shall I read you the instructions or simply perform this...I suppose some may call it a curse?”

[regalius]

continued. || @tinyholygrail.

               « キャスター » While this was not his first summoning, Caster rarely came upon a Master who was as thorough as herself. The map offering him a comprehensive understanding of the layout of this city. An image forming in his mind of the leylines and how they could be utilised in the War by him or others. However, walking in the streets and seeing the locations with his own eyes was still necessary, and she was aware of that. In spite of her young appearance, the girl did not lack intelligence or foresight. Not a bad start.

              “No, this will suffice.”

              A physical workshop was unnecessary, Caster preferring to use the ones within his mind and the Gate of Babylon. It was more convenient that way. Besides, he was not particularly fond of being surrounded by dull buildings all around when he had other choices. This mansion offering at least a little nature in its gardens and surroundings. Although, a private room would be the respectful way to accommodate a king.

              “Let us depart then.” He would accompany her, it would be a good chance to familiarise himself with their surroundings and the young Master. “Who is it you seek?”

[regalius]

continued. || @unfortunateoracle.

               « キャスター » Her query was somewhat unexpected, his musings while they enjoyed a rare star-filled sky spoken aloud. Caster was a stranger to this era, one where human societies had intruded upon the natural realms. Artificial lights keeping the stars at bay at night in the heart of the city. It was new and interesting initially, however that quickly passed. Thus, he was pleased she had suggested a brief trip to the outskirts to gain a better perspective of the field.

              “It is neither and both; as it is a form of ephemeral beauty that reflect our current state of mind. While some constellations have grandiose tales associated with them, we may perceive those stories differently depending on our culture, or even something as simple as our mood. So how do you view tonight’s sky?”

              The magus certainly had very stimulating questions, allowing the King to ponder upon things he usually would not. 

[regalius]

continued. || @searching-mage ( teanna ).

              « キャスター » A slight smile and a sigh are given as reassurance, her whispers clearly an indication she thought there was a serious situation at hand. There was no such thing. And it had been rather dramatic of him to trap her between him and the concreted wall like such. It was a slight test of her reaction, and one she had passed easily. Perhaps a few words of warning may be a better approach.

              “It’s no reason to hide, but you didn’t seem very pleased the last time you conversed with your relatives.”

              Caster had remained in spiritual form that time, however the link he shared with his Master gave him a little insight into her relationship with them. Hands leave her figure as he stands to his full height once more, returning to her the freedom of movement.

[regalius]

continued. || @safiirimaagi.

              « キャスター » There’s a shrug of the King’s shoulders as he throws open the heavy curtains obscuring the light from outside. He wasn’t a poet, he was just bored. Boredom seems to see him attempt at things a ‘Caster’ might do. It really didn’t suit him, he preferred to just speak of things as they were. Besides, giving her a hint as to how she may want to approach the little magic she was trying to perfect. It was already day and the sunlight was now pouring into the room. 

              “Take a break, young magus. You’ve confined yourself in here for too long.” Was he showing some form of care towards the Master? Perhaps, or he was simply looking for some entertainment from her. “Come sit with me outside.”

[regalius]

continued. || @conqucror.

                  « キャスター » A soft sigh leaves him, almost dejectedly so. To think that he would be caught in the act. Even though he had Presence Concealment EX as a skill ( or so he claims ), Gilgamesh had been discovered by the other. As expected of the King of Conquerors. 

                 “What can I say. An opportunity presented itself and I made the best of it.”

                 True, but a really roundabout way of hiding his true thoughts on the matter. He had no reason to hide, and it was unlike him to do so, hence he continued after a small pause.

                 “I admit, I am very much attracted to your physical appearance. Mostly just curious.”

[regalius]

continued. || @mortalshinobi.

             « キャスター » A soft sigh leaves his lips but it doesn’t deter a smile forming on them moments after.

            “Not calling me by such a term is sufficient, I have no need nor desire to control your thoughts.”

            The closest words of appreciation Archer would receive.

            “I do admit I cannot picture Saber describing me as such. I’m rather curious.”