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tvklogs2012-09-28 02:39 am
ex_cashcow493) wrote in tvklogs2012-09-28 02:39 am
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the hero nobody knows; (OPEN)
WHO: Saber (Arturia) & whatever innocent bystanders get sucked in
WHAT:After clearing a bunch of trash mobs, Saber's stuck fighting a mid-boss. Unexpectedly being bested by a Shadow who uses an ability she knows nothing about.
WHEN: Dark Hour of September 28th
WHERE: Streets
RATING: PG-13
It had been a busy few days for Saber; between the Shadows tricking the people of this land and tending to those who found themselves wounded (herself included), it was becoming apparent that she was being taxed to her limits. No matter. As one who swore the oath of a knight, she had to stick to those promises by protecting everyone she could. Saber's strength wasn't the cause of the numbers that sought her out directly though, oh no, that had to do with the many ghosts who followed her every day in this land.
When she happened upon Shirou Emiya, it was impossible to tell if he had been there for her or if he was the one responsible for Issei's downfall. No matter, it had been easy enough for her to deliver the killing blow with her sword. Kiritsugu Emiya had been an easier kill for startling her lady the days prior and for everything he's inflicted upon her before. Each kill became easier for the King of Knights as she went through every single one of the Knights of the Round Table, from Gawain to Lancelot, from Mordred to Kay.
Why even sweet and kind Sir Bedivere met his end without any hesitation.
With a tattered gown that desperately needed to be mended, Saber stood on top of a building tall enough to overlook the district she was in. Perched alongside her would be a bright red dragon, screaming out towards the sky with a roar that made the gusts of wind pick up.
"Find the rest." An order issued to the dragon met only one thing; this magnificent beast must be the Persona for the King of Knights. Rarely seen and even used less, she never called upon him until this week. Collapsed down to catch her breath, Saber wouldn't pick up on the presence nearby until they began to speak.
So for those who happened to be near her might be treated to an interesting sight. A barren wasteland covered in swords and with turning gears in the cloudy sky, although it seems none of the weapons are strong enough to be used.
Saber (Arturia) & whatever innocent bystanders get sucked inWHAT:
WHEN: Dark Hour of September 28th
WHERE: Streets
RATING: PG-13
It had been a busy few days for Saber; between the Shadows tricking the people of this land and tending to those who found themselves wounded (herself included), it was becoming apparent that she was being taxed to her limits. No matter. As one who swore the oath of a knight, she had to stick to those promises by protecting everyone she could. Saber's strength wasn't the cause of the numbers that sought her out directly though, oh no, that had to do with the many ghosts who followed her every day in this land.
When she happened upon Shirou Emiya, it was impossible to tell if he had been there for her or if he was the one responsible for Issei's downfall. No matter, it had been easy enough for her to deliver the killing blow with her sword. Kiritsugu Emiya had been an easier kill for startling her lady the days prior and for everything he's inflicted upon her before. Each kill became easier for the King of Knights as she went through every single one of the Knights of the Round Table, from Gawain to Lancelot, from Mordred to Kay.
Why even sweet and kind Sir Bedivere met his end without any hesitation.
With a tattered gown that desperately needed to be mended, Saber stood on top of a building tall enough to overlook the district she was in. Perched alongside her would be a bright red dragon, screaming out towards the sky with a roar that made the gusts of wind pick up.
"Find the rest." An order issued to the dragon met only one thing; this magnificent beast must be the Persona for the King of Knights. Rarely seen and even used less, she never called upon him until this week. Collapsed down to catch her breath, Saber wouldn't pick up on the presence nearby until they began to speak.
So for those who happened to be near her might be treated to an interesting sight. A barren wasteland covered in swords and with turning gears in the cloudy sky, although it seems none of the weapons are strong enough to be used.