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[Honestly, being summoned was quite the surprise to Bedivere. Being a saber, he knew he was at a disadvantage. After all, there were so many more sabers even just from the Round Table who were much more famous, so surely they would have been summoned over him. In fact, he was sure it had happened countless times before. That one master he had met, the one from Chaldea, they had spoken of singularities and grail wars to span several worlds and timelines. And with so many fine Sabers to choose from, he was sure that he hadn't ever been summoned before. The short time between the 'creation of his legend' and 'now' notwithstanding.
It made him feel a touch inadequate, if he was being truthful. After all, he was a simple knight. The master who had summoned him, he deserved better than someone like him. But if he was the one who was summoned, then he would fulfill his duty to this new master. Nothing would be done in half-steps, never again.
So as his form solidified in the summoning circle, Bedivere offered his new master a warm smile. Once again, his life was sworn to someone else's. Whatever his master wished for, Bedivere would help him achieve it.]
Saber, Bedivere. I am honored to be summoned by you. From now on, I shall be your Servant.
['I am honored to be summoned at all' was the truth, but he didn't speak that.
Then he paused, and he took a survey of the situation. The summoning circle was expertly made, but this man in front of him...well. He didn't look like a mage. He looked like a normal person. Perhaps it was a disguise? Or maybe there was more to this situation than he could see immediately. He would have to wait for his new master to respond in order to find out more.]
It made him feel a touch inadequate, if he was being truthful. After all, he was a simple knight. The master who had summoned him, he deserved better than someone like him. But if he was the one who was summoned, then he would fulfill his duty to this new master. Nothing would be done in half-steps, never again.
So as his form solidified in the summoning circle, Bedivere offered his new master a warm smile. Once again, his life was sworn to someone else's. Whatever his master wished for, Bedivere would help him achieve it.]
Saber, Bedivere. I am honored to be summoned by you. From now on, I shall be your Servant.
['I am honored to be summoned at all' was the truth, but he didn't speak that.
Then he paused, and he took a survey of the situation. The summoning circle was expertly made, but this man in front of him...well. He didn't look like a mage. He looked like a normal person. Perhaps it was a disguise? Or maybe there was more to this situation than he could see immediately. He would have to wait for his new master to respond in order to find out more.]
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Date: 2021-07-30 02:26 pm (UTC)...hers is an earnestness that makes earning her disappointment a rather painful process.
Not that he can dwell on that point further beyond a few scattered impressions. The ferris wheel's huge, and Dazai's forcing himself to sprint the best he can once he gains a sense of surety in his steps.]
Saber!
[Physics works against them at the last stretch, but he does not slow down just yet, trusting Bedivere to remove that last beam and compartment.
He does not think Lancer will attack until she herself is clear from the falling machinery. In the worst case scenario, she will try an aerial attack: if she can shoot beams with a large blast radius, she might not care to get a clear shot.
Unfortunately, he can't distract himself by looking up. They'll have to trust Ango and Caster to be a second set of eyes if Lancer pushes for a surprise attack, if her Master hasn't ordered her to withdraw.]
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Date: 2021-08-09 10:56 pm (UTC)[Fortunately Bedivere doesn't need to burn his Noble Phantasm taking out the ferris wheel. a strong attack with his normal sword is enough to cleave the falling machinery in two, the two halves falling harmlessly to either side of both Bedivere and Dazai.
Ango and Caster will be able to see Lancer, as she pulls herself up and looks ready to attack Bedivere and Dazai again. But she stops suddenly, in a way Caster might recognize: it's the pull of someone who has been given an order by their Master. Lancer looks annoyed for a moment, but then she leaps into the air and hurries off, leaving the two sets of Master and Servant behind to deal with the fallout from the mess.
And fallout there will definitely be. Because that sure is a destroyed ferris wheel and thousands of panicking people. Several of whom have cellphones and have been recording what they can of the fight.]
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Date: 2021-08-13 05:02 pm (UTC)Good work you two.
[His gaze drifts to both Bedivere and Arturia --- a little longer on the latter, given how she's narrowed her eyes at the direction Lancer went off, the slight puff of her right cheek quite unintentional.]
She's gone. [There's a strained tremble in her voice. Not from fear, but frustration. Her grip on her staff's knuckle white.] Honestly! Why did she have to go and pick a place with so many people around? Someone could've seriously gotten hurt!
[Now that the danger's passed, she can now blow off a bit of steam this way. Arturia might be a pacifist, but she's not adverse to giving someone a good whack with her staff if they're lacking sense!
Instead of reaching for his phone to dial the Agency, Dazai finally glances at Ango with a raised eyebrow. Not wanting to interrupt is convenient to not have his voice confirm his breathless appearance, but that aside --- sorting out the public's more up Ango's alley, isn't it? But since Ango shouldn't actually be here on official assignment, he supposes there's one other option.]
Want Kunikida-kun to call one of yours?