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[ex_cashcow493]

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[ Saber is seen tangled up in a red blanket (which she totally pilfered from Gilgamesh's abandoned home) with a pair of lion cubs licking the other's face and neck, one of them slightly larger than the other. It seems the larger one enjoys the blanket as it continually rubs it's nose against it, neglecting attention to the younger cub. Saber herself seems to be doing well. Hard to believe she was killed just a while back. ]

It seems people come and go here as often as the sun sets. [ Casually spoken without a hint of despair to it. ] Is there anyone you have noticed that has gone missing? This is a realm where death is a cruel joke, hardly to be taken seriously at all, but it still pains one's heart all the same. The same with people who leave here. If you require protection during your stay, no matter how brief or long it may be, I ask that you seek me out. I am with my knights within this place and can assign a chosen to assist you.

[ A pause, almost as if she wants to speak on something else. Instead, she shakes her head and cuts the feed. ]

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[croibhristeoir]

Gladly, Saber.

[Close enough.]

That in itself is of no small significance to me.

[ex_cashcow493]

Then I trust you to begin.

[ Her arms shift as she wonders if she should let him go so that they could face each other. ]

[croibhristeoir]

I should confess that I'm not entirely certain how to start. Tell me, how did the knights of your country swear loyalty?

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Didn't he pay any attention during that Monty Python movie... ]

Lancer. [ A solemn tone. ] Why mimic something else when our oaths are to one another?

[croibhristeoir]

Hm...no, you're right. I suppose I made a mistake there.

[ex_cashcow493]

Are you nervous?

[croibhristeoir]

Truthfully?

...Yes. A little.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Her hands squeeze tighter against his chest. ]

I understand.

[croibhristeoir]

I don't want to do this incorrectly. ...And I don't want to end up failing as I have before.

[ex_cashcow493]

Do you swear yourself to me, Lancer?

[croibhristeoir]

Absolutely and without question.

[ex_cashcow493]

Then I accept.

[ Her head moves back a bit as she withdraws from him, soft lips against his neck briefly, hands traveling up and away from his shoulder. ]

This is why you make a good knight, Lancer. [ Simplicity was something she prefers in the end. ] You need not be proper when addressing me for as of this moment, we are equal, and nothing less.

[ Bounce, bounce goes the cheap bed as she moves to the opposite edge that Lancer sat on. Swiftly and with the air of grace she always has about her, she moves to kneel before the seated man. ]

I believe it to be my turn now.

[ Well, that simplicity thing only works when people address her. As for herself, she must be as valiant and respectable as can be. ]

I here swear fealty to Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, wielder of the lance and guardian of my heart's vitality. [ Her fist comes to her chest as she continues. ] To ever be a good knight and true, reverent and generous. To act as your shield when you are weak and to act as your spear when you cannot lift your own. To be your champion of good both physically and mentally. To lift you back onto your feet when your legs grow weary and to stand against your back when we are surrounded. To not cower before any challenge presented before us, nor to flee when you give instruction on where I shall stand. To act as your commander when you cannot find the path to victory and to act as your counselor when you seek respite. Thus I, Arturia Pendragon, King of the Britains, swear myself to you on the eve of the Fourteenth of the month of October.

[croibhristeoir]

[Lancer might have felt for a moment that his words were remarkably inadequate in comparison. But no, he reminded himself that she was royalty. Of course she would have spoken at more length; formality was expected of someone like her.]

[Regardless, he was actually a little surprised--possibly even genuinely touched by how she spoke. At that moment (and not for the first time) he found himself able to forget they had ever been enemies. They were simply knights swearing an oath, if only because they didn't know what other path to take.]

It would be my distinct honor to accept.

[ex_cashcow493]

That comes as a relief. For a moment I wondered what I would have done with myself if you changed your mind and decided against this.

[croibhristeoir]

I don't change my mind easily, Saber. And I try to never go back on my word.

[ex_cashcow493]

I know, but can I not feel fear as any normal human might?

[croibhristeoir]

Of course you can. I meant that only as reassurance.

[ex_cashcow493]

Of course.

[croibhristeoir]

I feel we should do something significant to mark this particular occasion, Admittedly there isn't much we can do at the moment, but I could make an attempt at cooking something special if there was anything you wanted.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Best knight ever. Pretty good at speaking the magic words too. ]

Anything I want?

[croibhristeoir]

[He's a little bit of an idiot, but it doesn't take a genius to see Saber loves her some food.]

Within reason, certainly. I'll do the best I can.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ >Saber's face when... ]

Another feast?

[croibhristeoir]

[y so srs]

Hm...yes, I think I should be able to manage that.

[ex_cashcow493]

Enough for my cubs as well?

[croibhristeoir]

I think so.

[If there was enough food in that room for Saber, then there was enough for an army.]