And how can we win when fools can be kings; (CLOSED)

[ex_cashcow493]

WHO: caliburns and croibhristeoir
WHEN: September 17th.
WHERE: Lancer's hotel room.
SUMMARY: Five of Cups event and all.
RATING: C for Cavity Inducing.
WARNINGS: Cute shit.

[ So Lancer didn't like Saber in modern clothing. She couldn't really blame him for his reaction, nor could she hold it against him. It was distasteful of her in the end, a low blow that a knight shouldn't inflict upon another. They were suppose to be brothers, closer than she ever will be towards Shirou or even her own children should the time ever come. Knights swore upon a different set of oaths and it was cruel to even consider going around them. So she owed him an apology and a silent oath was sworn to never ever wear such vestments in his presence ever again. A man who could tend to her wounds while she was nude shouldn't have to view her in that sort of light and all she could hope for was that it didn't make things awkward.

When he returns to the hotel room, he'll find the lights dimmed with candles lit. Oh boy. At least Saber is dressed fully in her usual suit, taking no chances to offend him. Except for, you know, the whole candle-lit thing she's got going on. ]

Comments

[croibhristeoir]

I would never do such a thing.

[ex_cashcow493]

It does my heart good to know we are back to the way we were, Lancer. [ She's even smiling. ] I fear losing you as an ally, you know.

[croibhristeoir]

...do you believe I would ever turn my back on you?

[ex_cashcow493]

If I were to appear pleasing to the eye, yes. We did not exchange another word that eve if you recall.

[croibhristeoir]

I wasn't expecting it. That doesn't mean I thought any less of you.

[ex_cashcow493]

Are you certain of such?

[croibhristeoir]

I'm absolutely sure of it, Saber.

[ex_cashcow493]

Then I will no longer bring it up. [ And that was that. ]

Tell me, what do you know of this country? Of their traditions? It seems different than back in Fuyuki.

[croibhristeoir]

It is, I've gathered that much. Though I've been focusing more on the basic technology of the era rather than anything else--I wanted to at least try to seem somewhat normal, but it's not easy.

[ex_cashcow493]

Technology... [ Right, the Grail only ensured they knew just enough to get by in the war. ]

Do you ever think it possible that we could achieve such a state? [ A pause. ] Normalcy, that is.

[croibhristeoir]

...I hope so.

[A sigh.]

I don't know if we can find a way back or if one even exists, but I don't think I would take it.

I don't...want to go back to being a Servant.

[ex_cashcow493]

I... do not wish to return to being a Servant either, Lancer. [ Giving a nod to reaffirm her words. ] I think I can be happy in this place.

[croibhristeoir]

It's not wrong to think that way, is it?

[A small, almost forlorn smile slowly crossed his face.]

I wasn't entirely sure if thinking like that was the same as giving up--but if I go back, all I'm fighting for is a corrupt Holy Grail. Winning that for any Master would be worse than dying in the process.

So...I guess it's okay to want want a life like this. It's the only chance we'll get, so it's...alright to be selfish just this one time.

[ex_cashcow493]

Then we can both be selfish together, Lancer.

[croibhristeoir]

...I'd like that, Saber.

[ex_cashcow493]

... I would as well.