♚ ａｒｅ ｙｏｕ ｍｙ ｍａｓｔｅｒ？

[ex_cashcow493]

[ First impressions were important to Saber. To become a ruler, she presented herself to her kingdom as the wielder of Caliburn, the famed sword from the stone. The precedent was broken with the last introduction she ever had to make: asking a boy who looked as though he was about to die of fright and wonder if he was her Master. Sloppy, but it ended with the elegance only she could control.

A glance out the window and she can see the sun barely over the horizon, watching long enough to determine it was rising instead of setting: morning. With that much in mind, she ignores the curiosity with her body, choosing to focus on her appearance first. After swiftly changing from her battle vestments (a slight ire at how easily the breastplate comes undone - a sign that the enchantment it held was no longer in place), she dons a black suit in its place. There isn't any time to waste with a braid, so the end result is a ponytail.

It doesn't take her long at all to discover how to use the cellular device found on the night table beside her bed. Technology wasn't too foreign to her, but it takes a few tries before she figures out everything, sending accidental texts of jibberish and snippets of voice (but with only the sound of the phone fumbling). Pressuring eyes of green focus on the camera as she sets it to video, ready to address any audience she may have. ]

A brief analysis of the situation leaves me unsatisfied with the number of questions that remain. I am not arrogant enough to believe I am without purpose here, but some enlightenment of the situation is in order. [ A stoic tone that refuses to soften. ] There is something that perturbs my iron will however...

[ Good luck trying to wrestle just what that something is from her mind. ]

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[hidari-me.livejournal.com]

[Ainosuke pings for the way the new arrival is speaking. Though it's hard to draw similarities between people just from something like that, it's enough to sway him to talk to her. It has also been a few days since he's talked to anyone outside of school, or his job, or... the only person he attempts to keep regular contact with.

He waits for quite awhile before responding, staring down at his phone and thinking over his options. When he returns the video, he's balancing his hands on his knees, his back against the headboard of his bed. By now, Ainosuke figures she must have received some answers to questions she had.

And while Ainosuke knows quite a bit, he's not as willing as everyone else to share it right off the bat.]

Is there anything you're still curious about?

[ex_cashcow493]

Several curiosities remain on my mind. You could begin with your name if you wish to carry on a conversation with me.

[hidari-me.livejournal.com]

[. . . well she was straight to the point, wasn't she? He sort of makes a face, unsure of how to react to someone like this.]

Ainosuke Tanaka.

[ex_cashcow493]

A pleasure, Tanaka-san.

[ Even though her accent was one of an older British style, she knew a bit about the Eastern part of the world. She calms considerably with his name, settling back down into a comfortable position. ]

Is there anyone here powerful with questionable intent?

[hidari-me.livejournal.com]

[He takes the time to think over everyone he's encountered so far. To be honest, in all of his research, he hasn't taken the time to get to know as many people as he hoped.]

I've talked to... maybe five or six people, but none of them seem like that. Aside from them, I don't know. I haven't heard of anyone being around and stirring things up.

[However, in Ainosuke's experience, it was the ones who weren't so obvious about their plans that were the dangerous ones.]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ The hesitation enlightens her to the type of person he is: careful to think over things or perhaps he was mentally inspecting every individual he's come across. These were just the assumptions she makes herself. ]

Everyone here gets along well then. Is that the impression you have?

[hidari-me.livejournal.com]

[Ainosuke makes a face at that, not liking having to choose between one extreme or another. The question was leading -- something else he wasn't fond of. Not only did he feel like he was having to respond a certain way, but that the other was assuming he was naive enough to believe everyone could get along.]

No. I don't believe that. I haven't met many people since I got here, so I don't know how everyone's getting along. I just haven't heard about any fights or anyone causing problems.