( ライダー ) rider → mέδουσα (
godlyreigns) wrote2011-11-12 09:57 pm
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One Shackle (backdated to Tuesday)
I - [action for 769 Bunker]
[Rider was instantly on edge. Feeling no connection to Sakura, and waking up next to a strange man probably did the trick. So the instant she regains full consciousness, she springs out of bed.]
[a) Jonathan - your new notwaifu has acquired a kitchen cleaver and is pointing it at you.] Answers. Now. What have you done with me? Where is my Master?
[b) Sealand - your notmom is padding around the house, wearily. When she sees you, wherever you are, she stops and looks quizzical.] Are you the one they think is my son?
II - [phone - morning]
[Rider's voice is calm, but has an edge of intense worry and anxiety.] Is someone named Sakura Matou in this town? I must find her, immediately.
III - [florists - the next afternoon]
[She'd gotten a call the previous day, asking why she hadn't come in for work at the flower shop. So, dutifully, she'd went there. However, she looks ridiculously uncertain. Her steps have a certain tentative air to them, and she looks like she's not even sure she's in the right building.]
Ah...hello? Does anyone work here...?
[If you happen to be going there for whatever reason, feel free to bump into the confused lady who knows nothing about her job :<]
[Rider was instantly on edge. Feeling no connection to Sakura, and waking up next to a strange man probably did the trick. So the instant she regains full consciousness, she springs out of bed.]
[a) Jonathan - your new notwaifu has acquired a kitchen cleaver and is pointing it at you.] Answers. Now. What have you done with me? Where is my Master?
[b) Sealand - your notmom is padding around the house, wearily. When she sees you, wherever you are, she stops and looks quizzical.] Are you the one they think is my son?
II - [phone - morning]
[Rider's voice is calm, but has an edge of intense worry and anxiety.] Is someone named Sakura Matou in this town? I must find her, immediately.
III - [florists - the next afternoon]
[She'd gotten a call the previous day, asking why she hadn't come in for work at the flower shop. So, dutifully, she'd went there. However, she looks ridiculously uncertain. Her steps have a certain tentative air to them, and she looks like she's not even sure she's in the right building.]
Ah...hello? Does anyone work here...?
[If you happen to be going there for whatever reason, feel free to bump into the confused lady who knows nothing about her job :<]
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I know most of the actors within it. You may have noticed your abilities are... inactive. That will change with time. Endure it.
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This town operates on Second Magic? And...partner?
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[ The words second magic seem to make him almost growl. ]
I know nothing of sorcery.
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Surely a force capable of ripping us out of our home world can only be called sorcery, sir.
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As for the nature of this town there are conflicting indications. I cannot say exactly how it works, only that it does. The guardians seem nigh-invulnerable, though I have an undertaking in mind which will soon... test that strength.
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Guardians?
And do you mean a rebellion?
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[ Garviel hesitates for a moment. He fought to suppress the greatest rebellion in galactic history, and here he is rebelling, much as Horus did. The weight of this realization crushes him, for just a moment, and he says. ] These are things best discussed in person. Where are you now, Rider?
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Pardon me, but I don't feel entirely comfortable giving out my location to someone I've just met.
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Thank you very much.
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You should be warned, there are quite a few warriors from a few of the wars here. Alexander, Cu Chulainn, Saber, and Gilgamesh are all present to my knowledge. There may be others as well.
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W-What?
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... Archer is gone. I stood with her after he left. He is naught but a drone now.
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Regardless, thank you for providing me with information.
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Anyone can become a drone, if their will slackens, or if punished for violation of the edicts of the town masters, or simply because those who rule this place wish to be cruel.
Not all dronings are the same, some turn you into homicidal brutes.
I have killed many murder-drones in my time here, as few can match me with bolter or blade. [ There is no pride in his voice as he says this, no braggadocio. He's just telling the truth. ]
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