with a dreamy far-off look and her nose stuck in a book; (OPEN)

[ex_cashcow493]

Who: caliburns and croibhristeoir
Where: Bookstore.
When: Morning. November 7.
Summary: Kattu is bored and Nao humors her by doing a Lancer and Saber log. Saber tries to adjust to her new job: aka two knights in a bookstore. Customers and people coming to poke fun are welcomed.
Rating: PG
Warning: Moeshit.

[ The spectacles took some getting used to. There's that much at least as Saber curls up, legs hidden under her skirt. It was strange - a woman who knew combat inside and out spending her days at a less-paying job than the one before. In fact, she left it all for one reason. That reason stood at the register away from her a bit, tall, dark, and most definitely handsome (even if she would never admit such). When she moved in with Gilgamesh, her time spent with Lancer declined significantly..

So this was the best way. She went from a valet and from being Arthur to being a simple bookstore sales associate by the name of Arturia. There was no complication in her life now. It was liberating in a sense as a content sigh escapes her lips without her realizing it. An often occurrence that was too subtle for her to catch on. Lifting her hand, she pauses, the bad timing hitting her just as harsh as the cold wind through the door. The only problem she faced was the breeze that flooded the store every time the door opened. She kept from shivering in his presence (a knight never expresses discomfort), but the goosebumps were all too obvious on her bare arms. ]

This book is not as interesting as the last. [ Conversation such as this was a distraction from the cold. ] I do not understand why there are two people in love with the same woman.

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[croibhristeoir]

[Lancer adjusted his own glasses at her voice, glancing over. It had been a surprise to have Saber joining him here, but he certainly didn't complain. No, having her nearby was...nice, in a way he couldn't quite place a name to.]

What's not to understand? It happens now and then.

[He would know, wouldn't he.]

[ex_cashcow493]

Does it?

[ The concept seems to annoy her more than anything else. Of course, the famed Lancelot and Guinevere story. Who could ever forget? A pause and then she realizes her error. ]

My apologies.

[croibhristeoir]

It's alright. Why don't you understand it?

[Hi, I'm the Irish version of Lancelot, how you doin'.]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ You wife-stealing turd. ]

Because there is one person for every person out there. [ Such a naive girl. ] So one cannot be in love with someone who already has their love.

[croibhristeoir]

[HE CAN'T HELP BEIN' FINE.]

...ah. [He gave a forlorn smile at that, finding her reasoning strangely beautiful in its simplicity. Black and white, clear as day. If things were only so easy, then Lancer's own life would have likely been far easier.]

I wish that such a thing could be true, Arturia. But I'm afraid that love is a far more complex matter than that.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Heel, Spot. ]

How so?

[ Did she seriously just ask an E-rank Servant their opinion on love? ]

[croibhristeoir]

[Yes, yes she did.]

Sometimes people...can't help being in love. It's not always a thing where one has the luxury of choice. While in an ideal world, you would be right, the person one believes to be his intended may well wish to take another as her own.

There are many circumstances in which people fall in and out of love with others. It is all a complicated matter, one I have been intricately involved with my whole life and yet still do not understand. All I know for certain is that falling in love can be as painful as it can be rewarding.

[ex_cashcow493]

Does it unnerve you that I know of the legend behind you, Diarmuid? [ Calmly spoken, almost as though she was trying to change the subject. ] You were one of the legendary Fianna. A class of knight I could only long to have serve under me.

[ A gentle laugh. ]

I suppose even knights deserve their happy endings.

[croibhristeoir]

It does not unnerve me at all, Arturia. I am not ashamed of the things I did in life, and I do not regret any of it.

[He sighed quietly, though there was a smile on his face.]

It would be nice if more of us had them.

[ex_cashcow493]

With a second chance granted to us in this manner, perhaps we can set the precedent for other knights.

[croibhristeoir]

I would like to try that, I think.

[ex_cashcow493]

So will you give that woman a honest chance?

[croibhristeoir]

...if you mean Sola, I've done all I can to be fair with her. But I don't wish to associate with her when it will surely only hurt both of us in the end.

[ex_cashcow493]

Do you not care for her in return?

[croibhristeoir]

Not in the way she wishes me to. [Lancer adjusted his glasses again, looking mildly uncomfortable.]

I had an obligation to her as Kayneth's Servant, nothing more. As far as circumstances go in this city, I would be more willing to speak to her if she wasn't so...insistent on her sentiments toward me.

I've seen far too many women act that way towards me before. All of them only met with pain and heartbreak in the end, no matter how I tried to prevent it. I'd rather distance myself from Sola now instead of inadvertently making it worse.

[ex_cashcow493]

That is a lot of thought and consideration towards someone however, Lancer. I am willing to surmise that you do care for her beyond obligation.

[croibhristeoir]

...I don't, Arturia. I never did, I tell you that honestly. And if there ever was anything, then it would have been utterly negated the moment she harmed you.

[ex_cashcow493]

Please forgive her for that. I am alive and well now, am I not?

[ People hurt others they love all the time by attacking those near them. It was something she's grown used to. So why didn't he see that? ]

[croibhristeoir]

I can't forgive anyone that would do such a thing, to you least of all.

[His words came out automatically, before he gave any actual thought to them. but it was true--just because people so badly hurt those they loved in that was didn't make it right.]

I can coexist with Sola. I have no hostility or anger towards her. But please, do not ask me to forgive such an utterly deplorable act.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ It doesn't go unnoticed as she lifts her gaze to say something, the door cutting her off with a strong gust of wind. There was no man around, no, just the weather heightening as the day turned towards night. ]

Ah! [ A cry of surprise as she tries to keep from shivering once more. ] It seems the wind dislikes our current discussion.

[croibhristeoir]

Perhaps, then, it would be better if we left it at that.

[Upon noticing her barely-repressed shiver, Diarmuid paused for a moment before shrugging off the light jacket he wore and holding it out to her.]

If you're cold at all, you're welcome to take this.

[ex_cashcow493]

I thank you for your kindness, but it is unnecessary.

[ A polite decline as she curls her legs up closer. ]

[croibhristeoir]

Very well. If you change your mind, you need only mention it to me.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Saber has an iron will and so her teeth refrain from chattering. Instead of complaint, she turns back to the novel in her hand, flipping through to another page. ]

[croibhristeoir]

What is it you're reading, if you don't mind my asking?