TEST DRIVE MEME #5

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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[fiddles]

[How barbaric... but really, she couldn't say she hadn't done such things herself in her own way. She would never talk about her second marriage, how that had ended badly. How irrational her anger was. How it couldn't be sated. And her sorrow afterwards.

No. She would not speak of such things and if she did, she would blame a sickness of the brain rather than her own will.]

What class of Servant are you?

I need to make myself icons WEEPS

[cagedinflesh]

[So long as she doesn't express such remorse and excuses, at least it's relatively unlikely his rage will turn on her. But there is nothing he hates more than covering up what he considers simple human nature.]

Berserker. And yourself?

[The answer comes somewhat reluctantly, but in the end, what's the harm.]

[fiddles]

Saber, of course.

[It is the best class, suitable for a Roman Emperor.] My blade is the finest instrument, even the muses are in envy of it.

[cagedinflesh]

[He pauses to regard Saber carefully. There's a similar look to her, one much like the Saber he met, but unless he was mistaken, that one was a man. He can't recall details like clothing, even the face is a hazy memory, but that Saber's voice was deeper, wasn't it? And he must have been taller. Berserker's brow furrows as he tries to recall, but it's so hard to take in information under the influence of the Mad Enhancement.]

...Does the name Reiroukan mean anything to you? A child?

[fiddles]

[It wasn't hard to believe that a Berserker would act like this, that he would think she was someone else. She simply takes a drink and shakes her head.]

No, it doesn't. There must be a few other different Sabers running around--none as grand as I but other examples of the class nonetheless. I even met a couple of different Berserkers myself.

[cagedinflesh]

[He shakes his head.]

A future war, then.

[If there are others, evidently his Master doesn't end up succeeding in that foolish goal of stopping the Grail War. That's good. He smiles in satisfaction with that assumed knowledge.]

No, indeed it's impossible you should be that Saber, that one would have prevented harm to come to anything. In fact, should a Saber not be full of honour? What is a woman so disaffected doing in such a class?

[Being purposefully antagonistic is the right course of action.]

[fiddles]

[Should she tell him? Nah.]

Why am I a Saber?

[She sets down her glass. Full of honour? She had pride. She had values. She loved her people--her city. Her empire. She was no hero, Saber would readily attest to that, but she was certainly worthy of being summoned.]

No other class would do for a proper emperor. [She lets that slip but does it really matter since this man was a Berserker? He probably wouldn't even remember this conversation in a few moments.] I'm not foolish enough to call myself a hero but when it comes to my skills, the regal Saber class is the only one that suits me.

[If she's honest, she's more suitable for being a Rider but she'd never admit it.]

[cagedinflesh]

A female emperor. Which?

[He asks it bluntly, as there's no point in being subtle. If she's going to answer honestly or not, she'll take the same course of action no matter how he poses the question.]

[fiddles]

[There are only a couple of female emperors known to history. Empress, certainly. She gives a shrug.]

I dressed as a man for most of my life, that is how history remembered me.

[She takes another drink of wine. What does it matter if some Berserker knew her name? Her praetor wasn't here and their opinion of her was the only reason she hid her name to begin with.]

Nero.

[cagedinflesh]

[Quit looking down on Berserkers?! They are a fine class.]

Hm. [He's surprised to hear it, but it doesn't show at all.] I would never have guessed Nero was a woman. You did well.

[Both in hiding it, and being a fine example of a tyrant.]

[fiddles]

[A slight shrug as she continues drinking.]

Some women might have found it annoying but I rather liked the style of dress.

[Admittedly, the Roman people wouldn't have been fond of a woman ruling them so it made it a necessity but at least she enjoyed the act.]

[cagedinflesh]

The styles were not alltogether terribly different, if historians are correct. You fooled them so easily?

[fiddles]

Indeed.

[cagedinflesh]

[That sure was a simple answer. But it amuses him - he laughs.]

I suppose the people of your time were not exactly geniuses.

[fiddles]

I was simply ahead for my time.

[She loved her people, even after all these years... it wasn't their fault they never did understand her.]

[freedomofsoul]

Aren't we all. And even still, in the modern age.

[Servants? Hedonist types? Well, it's both, really.]

[fiddles]

Such is the way of things.

[Artists are always misunderstood... Hold on.]

What of you? I doubt I have to explain why my views may have chafed many.

[freedomofsoul]

What of me? Should it require explanation any more than yourself? I embrace the part of myself which is held in contempt by good society. I take pleasure in the obscene.

[fiddles]

Your name. That is all I ask.

[freedomofsoul]

Ah, I see.

[He takes a small pause, but, in the end, it's little difference. Though he's normally cautious, in this situation there's little to no point.]

Edward Hyde.

[fiddles]

I see. I see... yes. That's a name I recognize. Like mine, it does explain much.

[She had faced someone claiming to be from Wonderland but who was merely a spirit of children's literature. Saber had even heard rumors that the infamous Dracula had been summoned into the War as a Lancer. She hadn't faced the man himself but she wouldn't doubt it. Mr. Hyde certainly fit well with such colorful characters.

Saber took another drink.]

Pity we aren't in Rome. You seem like a man who would have enjoyed the pleasures of the coliseum.

[freedomofsoul]

I would have liked nothing more than to attend such an event. Although merely watching is very rarely satisfaction enough. I made do in Whitechapel. Underground rings, you know. Lacking, however, in the grandeur of the coliseum.

[fiddles]

[There's a faint smile. A memory of ordering a lion to be brought onto the streets. She had killed the beast herself.] Of course... the coliseum in Rome was instated after my rule but other amphitheaters did exist. The Amphitheatrum Neronis held many grand events. Some of which, naturally, I took part in.

[The Neronis wasn't her pride and joy but it had it's place in her heart.]

[freedomofsoul]

Ah, yes. You are more inclined towards theatre and music, are you not. It's a shame. The coliseum would have flourished under such a ruler.

[fiddles]

[The Flavians had wanted to show that they were far more austere and less hedonistic than Nero. That was the main reason behind that stone arena--but, ah. She gives a shrug.]

There were fights in the Neronis as well. Why...I even killed a lion that was supposed to be sent to it.