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Guess what berserker is gonna be joining the multi museÂ
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She didn't know what to say, staring the berserker down as if she were more akin to a science project than another servant. There was a certain charm to her of course, but the hipster façade has long since become more tacky than tasteful. Her outfit seemed lackluster but also as if she were trying desperately to look lackluster. But Nero did have to give her points for the cuter aspects to her appearance, glasses always held a charm to them that screamed for attention. Nero nodded her head a few times, arms crossing over her chest as she made her declaration.Â
"Berserker! I have given it much thought, and have decided on a proposition for you. Take a place in my harem and I shall indulge in whatever request you have of me. I swear upon my honor as a Roman to complete anything I am capable of."
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â„’ to the umu
Dear Medb,
You once tried to ask me to define beauty, but as you asked you made the mistake of touching perfection without permission. I have only now realized that I had no time to answer you as I chased you around that day, so I write to you now to explain the true beauty of the world.
Beauty is strength! Not just physical, but being able to endure great strife and hold your head high with pride. Its being able to look heartache and loss in the eye and proceed to flirt with death itself. Yes, even if your body is physically weak, so long as your spirit burns bright enough you’ve the strength to move the very heavens. Rider, I have heard your legends, and I have witnessed such a strength firsthand from you. You needn’t worry about this aspect.
The other side of beauty is emotion, the passion of the world. To laugh or cry, hate or love, the duality of man’s emotion in it’s rawest form is a thing unlike any other. I wish to witness this beauty eternally, even if it means my heart must break in two. I shall suffer as my people once did, I shall break as any man would, and at the end of it all I will stand again and capture this beauty forever.
Medb, I write this letter not only for this explanation, but to confess something. I have seen your emotion, even if you try and hide everything beneath that high held head. You shine through most when you slip up that façade, when the rawest parts of you crack and shimmer underneath the masks. What I wish to say is that I want to understand your beauty! I want to see your strength and emotions, I wish to witness everything about you. Stand beside me, Medb, be the one to share my heart and home with. I await your answer.
Sincerely, Nero.
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Dear Master,
Uh! I’m not sure why I’m writing this as a letter. Maybe I couldn’t get through this face to face? Oh no. What if you don’t want to read anymore. Master! Please read this as soon as possible! Well… I guess you won’t see that until you’re reading it.
{The next few lines are unreadable scribbling and a few doodles}
I’m going to come out and say it! I always want to be by your side. I want to listen to every story in the world with you. I might not be the strongest servant, but please stay with me until the end. That’s the wish I’d make with the Grail, to stay with you and read until everything came crumbling down. Please, let me do so.
Sincerely, Nursery Rhyme.
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đź’ "I wait the words of one with TRUE AMBITION!" {} meaning nobu "Yeah me."
“We’re great! If one Nobunaga-chan is deadly then two of us will be truly unstoppable!” She’s sounding so proud of that, but the moment she takes a step forward she steps on a lego and collapses. When did they even get legos?? Life is unfair! Oda Nobunaga, down down for count. Go on in her place!
''Despite everything, it's still you.'' (from Cana to CasCu)
Those words… He didn’t know what to make of them. Did she mean how he was a Caster in this life, of how he’d lost his precious spear and in turn was left nothing but his magecraft? Or did she mean something more psychological. How he saw so many heroes with the name Cu Chulainn. How they were all him, but not the same. Two Lancers, and a wretched Berserker. Did she know how seeing it all sent a chill down his spine? Man, she was getting better. Still. In the end, he knew someone who needed those words. He didn’t say anything at first, hand reaching out and cupping the back of her head. He wasn’t the best at comfort, but still he pulled her in for a light embrace, letting her hide her face if need be.Â
“I know that. The next time you say those words, think about yourself. Not everyone has been around since that fiery beginning, but I’ve seen the changes in you. Plenty good, but don’t think I’ve missed the shadows hiding in your eyes. That guilt you got won’t just go away. So keep those words close. Even if someone dies, even if we can’t all get some happy ending, even if you can’t forget the blood on your hands, you’re still that dumb little girl that got into something impossible. So take time every so often to just be that novice again. Your life shouldn’t be war. Not when your hands still shake like this.”
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"I can't go to hell. I'm all out of vacation days."
"I can't go out with you! I'm a skeleton with standards!"
"Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!"
"Anime's real, right?"
"A. A. A. A. I'm screaming very slowly."
"I wish I had eight legs, so I could wear four pairs of hotpants."
"Would you smooch a ghost?"
"You're going to have a bad time."
"What? I can't hear you, I'm too busy being popular online."
"Geeeeeeeeeeeeeet dunked on."
"Knock 'em dead, darling."
"We're not gonna be friends....we're gonna be besties!"
"Don't kill, and don't be killed. That's the best thing you can strive for."
"On days like these, kids like you should be burning in hell."
"No! Wait! You're my friend! I could never capture you."
"Screw it! Why should I tell that story when you're about to die?"
"Despite everything, it's still you."
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She couldn’t help but scoff at what he thought to go on about this time. Really. It was just an eye. He has another one right there that he can see out of just fine. If he wanted to discuss complaints about life, think about how she felt at the end of all this. She didn’t even get to be the one to stab him! Truly, suffering was in her nature. Okay, half lie. She’d certainly endured much, but that wasn’t exactly her biggest devastation. Still, he was getting annoying. She turned on her heel and looked up at him, frown already set in stone as she pressed a finger against his chest. “Wanna make a scene? Show me what you mean.” She was never one to let a comment slide. Even if he meant nothing of it, she was always a fan of the idea of taking the other as a secondary prize.
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"That went well."
"I hope you're happy now."
"Brilliant."
"Do you ever use your brain, or do you just think those five pounds are a built in workout for your neck muscles?"
"Remind me why I should care."
"Oh, gosh, you've insulted me! What ever shall I do? I'll be mentally and emotionally scared for years!"
"This is your bright idea?"
"Wow, you are just so incredibly funny."
"You keep on telling yourself that, sweetheart."
"Whose idea of a fun time is this?"
"Careful, keep having that much fun and it might actually start being good for your health."
"Yes, because your well-being is definitely my number one concern."
"I'll lose sleep over that. Definitely."
"Oh, no. Whatever shall we do? It's dark and we live in the 21st century!"
"Yeah, sure thing."
"Nobu chan! How do I gain my Father's approval?"
Instead of answering directly she moved closer to Saber and gently smacked her on the back of her head. Nothing to try and hurt her, but enough to really get her attention. “If you want to get her approval you’ll have to do everything much differently than life. You mustn’t try to fight using brute strength alone. You wish to be seen as King, right? For Saber to see you as King! You need something more. You must bring inspiration to those around you, make them believe in what you say. And for that you must believe yourself, you must hold the confidence in yourself that allows others to find something strong within you! Above all else, above even the strength to fight, you must approve of yourself. So I ask of you now, are you worthy to be King? Show me what it means to fight as one if you can believe in your own right to rule!”