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@CursedBalmug
สสแดแดแด แดแด แดษชสส แดสแด แด แดสแดแด๊ฑแด แด๊ฐ ษดษชษขสแด๊ฑ แดสแด สแดสษชแดแด ษชษด ๊ฑษชสแดษดแด แด แดแดษช๊ฑแด ษชโแด สแดสษดษชษดษข ๊ฐแดส แดสแด สษชษขสแด ษชษด สแดแดส แดสแด๊ฑ แดกสแดษด ษชแด แดกแด๊ฑ แดษชษดแด แดกแด๊ฑ แดษชษดแดโฆ. โ #FATERP #FGORP
"I doubt I'll be very useful if the battle you fight is just...I'm far from a just woman." The Berserker would appear in front of master, wrapping both hands around Balmung's handle. It It wasn't in any attack ready position. More so keeping the blade at a resting angle.
For the first time in a while, the Summoning Circle did light up. Golden orbs spreading throughout the chamber. The orbs, as if a mirage, would disappear as the room turned deep crimson. And soon enough, the silhouette of a black maiden would form from ether.
"Thank...you..." Her hand would stop twitching. It appeared that she was satisfied with the answer, clutching her fingers together. The gesture would cause Balmung to drop to the ground. "I need him...my better half..."
He blinked a few times. He was bracing for an outrage and an aggressive response but...he was baffled by her reaction. Either she was for real or she was trying to trick him. "I see...I wouldn't mind helping you meet him...when the time is right..." He offered a smile. โ
"It's not something I've earned yet...but what you call me is up to your discretion." Berserker would then look around the room she was summoned in, taking in the setting as to where her new base would be. No triggers were set off yet so that was something.
"You say that, but what is in the past should stay in the past." He walked closer to her to show her that he trusted her despite having just summoned her. It really was a bold move. "Or...would it be okay with you if I cheekily called you Kriem?" He grinned, clearly joking.
"Whatever you believe is more fitting for a lowly madwoman...courtesy is a luxury I don't deserve..." The Berserker cast her gaze to the floor, looking at the Eye in her sword.
"Thank you, truly..." The darkness, as if it did not exist, disappeared. "How may I refer to you? Shall I call you Berserker, or would you prefer I use your true name...?" He was... surprisingly easy to bounce back from a dark moment. Even having a cheeky grin.
"You have the same darkness..." She'd mumble to herself, placing her hands back on Balmung to lift it back up. "Very well...I can follow you to battle...I'll take all their heads..."
"It will be just. ...it had to be... It may put a strain on us both, but I will be there to support you." The man offered her a smile. "The name's Fujimaru Ritsuka, your Master should you choose to follow me to the battlefield." He may have smiled, but darkness surrounded him.
"That's why it's my duty to stay by his side...so he won't be harmed again...men like Gunther won't tear me away from mein liebling..."
"...that feeling...is nostalgic. It reminds me of a lingering memory of my own...it sits between my eyes. Right next to my own death, and the memory of me leaving my home...I don't remember the faces anymore...but I remember the desperate wish to keep their memory alive."
๐ฌ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐จ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ โฟโก & โปโฟ โฟ#FateRP/#FGORP/#MVRPโฟ
"What they did to my husband...it's burned in my mind. Eternally tormenting me. Reminding me I couldn't save mein liebling... I can't forget. If I stop forgetting, then I'd have killed him due to negligence..."
@CursedBalmug "...we are quite different...but are both stuck in the past. You, who can never forget. And I, who can never remember."
you call yourself kings. i see nothing but pawns.
you call yourself kings. i see nothing but pawns.
โ โ โ โ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฌ๐ก. . . ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ .แ โ โ โ ๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ .แ โ
โ โ โ โ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฌ๐ก. . . ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ .แ โ โ โ ๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ .แ โ
"Balmung is...precious to me..." She'd slowly nod. "It would certainly look much prettier in other peoples' hands..."
"Oh i see, so no jokes with you, got it...nice sword you have miss Berserker." He gives her a thumbs up, trying not to make her mad after hearing her class
"Berserker..." Kreimhild would look to the ground for a moment, raising Balmung to rest over her shoulder.
"Ehm...what is your class again? Ma'am?" He scratches the back of his head while smiling
โ๐๐ค๐ช'๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ข๐ !? ๐๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ . . . ๐'๐ญ๐ญ ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ . . .โ | #FateRP | #FateOC |
Well...she was a Berserker. The reaction was to be expected upon hearing her husband might be turned into a rare prism. "Good...I couldn't take it...if it was him..."
"Oh wow wow, i was just joking, i dont think master does that to any servant...." He soon began smiling awkwardly as he stands in front of her
"Find him...and protect him...from men who wish him harm...his heart is kind and gentle...they'll use it against him..." Her hand would twitch when thinking about how Hagen had exploited her husband.
"And what do you plan to do now...?" He asked with a smile, but the cold sweat was clearly breaking out on his skin.
๐๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต!! #FGORP #MVRP
๐๐ฏ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ. ๐๐ฐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ.