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Pine Garden
Elf:
Emiya
Goddamn it, Emiya thought towards Sakura's pleading words.
She had lost her Sempai. The one person that had been the lifeline in the sea of insanity and cruelty she had been forced into. The one person who should have seen something was wrong and done more than beat the shit out of his former best friend.
"Well, I generally go by Emiya of late, but Chaelda had multiple Servants all fighting for the same cause. So there were a lot of Archers and since that Master refereed to me as Emiya everyone else did too," he replied.
Well, everyone except for the group of Servants who had been in Fuyuki, but those old habits died hard. Even though everyone called Saber Artura, he and the other Fuyuki Servants (and Gilgamesh) called her Saber. Which became pretty confusing to poor Artura because she had two different sets of Servants from the Fuyuki Grail Wars she was familiar with.
He shook his head and said, "But yes, you can talk to me, but eventually I will ask you to let me go."
SINIB:
--- Quote from: Elf on July 23, 2019, 03:52:57 AM ---Emiya
Goddamn it, Emiya thought towards Sakura's pleading words.
She had lost her Sempai. The one person that had been the lifeline in the sea of insanity and cruelty she had been forced into. The one person who should have seen something was wrong and done more than beat the shit out of his former best friend.
"Well, I generally go by Emiya of late, but Chaelda had multiple Servants all fighting for the same cause. So there were a lot of Archers and since that Master refereed to me as Emiya everyone else did too," he replied.
Well, everyone except for the group of Servants who had been in Fuyuki, but those old habits died hard. Even though everyone called Saber Artura, he and the other Fuyuki Servants (and Gilgamesh) called her Saber. Which became pretty confusing to poor Artura because she had two different sets of Servants from the Fuyuki Grail Wars she was familiar with.
He shook his head and said, "But yes, you can talk to me, but eventually I will ask you to let me go."
--- End quote ---
Sakura
Sakura pushed him against the wall, burying her face into his chest. He felt her smell him. Then he felt the tears flowing from her as she held him.
Elf:
Emiya
Emiya gasped as Sakura backed him against the wall with surprising strength. Heat filled his cheeks as he felt her sniff him. Then he felt wetness soak through his shirt as she began to cry.
He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, stroking her hair. "Hey, it's not fair to cry in front of me," he said in a soft voice as he traced a silk handkerchief in his hand. He backed away enough so he could gingerly wipe her face clean.
"You're safe now, all of you," he said with a shake of his head.
Aiden:
--- Quote from: francobull3 on July 22, 2019, 01:41:27 PM ---Vega
Vega wasted no time pulling away as soon as the force released him, then grabbed his left wrist, if only to observe the damage. His bare chest was heaving, and his heart roared like a war drum. And yet, when he saw the marking of her hand on his body, he felt nothing. But this was bad, that woman nearly broke him. Nearly broke Vega.
Haah...haaah...hah...hahahaha.
The crimson paint on his finger was the one reassurance to his spirit. He had thought her a merely strong human, but he was wrong. What was before him was no different than the beast of a corrida. No, compared to the beast he fought earlier, this one was truly an unearthly storm of power. He had to acknowledge, respect it a little. It was no different than when he was a boy, still fresh and unrefined. His first bull was just like this, an impossible wall of speed, fierceness and power. And just like back then, he had lost the first round.
Before her, he was just a boy, laid bare. And just like back then, his heart beat like the storm.
"Fear is something that must be crushed." He lifted his mask enough for her to see his lips, resolved in a confident smile. And with that change of expression, the music of his heart changed too. He smiled. That way, he would not forget her own mortality... or his own. When it dropped back, Vega took a different stance, and swept the shirt he worse before him, as if it were a wall between the girl and him.
"Come on darling~ Shall you lead this dance?"
--- End quote ---
Mira
Her vibrant eyes sharpened at the perceived insult. "You callin' me a bull, boy?" Mira's fists tightened, her muscles flexing across her entire body until her pants and shirt threatened to burst with the force of it. The sound of her body preparing for motion could be heard over the pounding rain coming down on them. Her hair clung to her.
And yet her grin just grew wider. "Then get a load of these horns!"
The air around her was pushed aside by an invisible force, and her body blurred into motion toward Vega. Yet this was not the mindless charge of a bull ready to be dodged. No, Vega would quickly see the avalanche of rapidly firing fists coming his way, filling his vision like a wall, were all targeted to do maximum damage to his precious body.
"Oraoraoraora!"
Every strike blasted the rain away. Not a one aimed for his face.
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
An avalanche of fists showered his silhouette. Her blur was too fast to be seen, even to his hawk-like eyes, the fists were invisible spears. It was only natural after all, her body was more potent than his own. So how does one avoid an invisible attack? How does one escape an unavoidable fate? And yet, his eyes betrayed a cold plan to overcome the mountain before him. "Useless useless useless useless!!!"
And the first fist brushed past his body. Another swerved by his shoulder. And then another, and another, and another... These attacks, stronger than him, faster than him, were like bullets. And yet, before they hit their mark, he managed to move out of their way. He managed to move out of the way of this avalanche. But it was not enough.
Once, then twice, and before long his body raged and screamed thirty times over. He could scarcely avoid destruction by a hair's breath, but he could not avoid her in her totality. The hits that would have normally shattered him with a single strike were avoided, and slammed into parts of his body that he could not protect, but failed to immediately incapacitate him, as if his slight movements were enough to lessen the impact, even by a fraction. Turning the blows away from their target, even if by a millimetre.
But his mind and body screamed and sharpened to their limit, and fought against the pain. A single misstep, and he would be crushed. But even so, he was slower, and weaker. Why did he not fall? The way he avoided these blows, it was almost as if he anticipated them. But how? Would she figure it out? And even if she did, would he manage to hold on before then?
This war of attrition screamed in the forest like a war field's cannon-fire. Even the rain was nothing to this. His eyes did not waver. Every second, he felt like his body was closer to being obliterated into hell.
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