Haru "this may hurt" Okumura (
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Fate/Echo's Call
[ She hadn't wanted this. She had disagreed with her father's plan, to participate in the Holy Grail war at all, but perhaps it hadn't been loud enough.
(Perhaps, Haru thinks, tiredly now, as though she didn't know that it had been nowhere near loud.)
But with mages hearing the stirrings of a powerful man ready to put Tokyo beneath his heel, she ought to have expected this. Instead, she had come home and found her father, face-down on the ivory shag carpet, body having long since grown cold. But the armor. The armor was still where he had hidden it, five sets of hidden drawers locked with a seal only a member of the Okumura family could undo.
She hadn't wanted this. But things couldn't stay as they were, and only a few days after his funeral, Haru had finished preparations. The circle, etched carefully and painstakingly on the floor with care given to each individual symbol. The armor, placed in the center.
... She can't shake the feeling that she is still her father's subservient puppet, but as she finishes chanting--
The room explodes in light and her hand burns as the lines of three Command Seals engrave themselves onto her skin.
Much to her embarrassment, she's tipped over backwards from the shock. ]
(Perhaps, Haru thinks, tiredly now, as though she didn't know that it had been nowhere near loud.)
But with mages hearing the stirrings of a powerful man ready to put Tokyo beneath his heel, she ought to have expected this. Instead, she had come home and found her father, face-down on the ivory shag carpet, body having long since grown cold. But the armor. The armor was still where he had hidden it, five sets of hidden drawers locked with a seal only a member of the Okumura family could undo.
She hadn't wanted this. But things couldn't stay as they were, and only a few days after his funeral, Haru had finished preparations. The circle, etched carefully and painstakingly on the floor with care given to each individual symbol. The armor, placed in the center.
... She can't shake the feeling that she is still her father's subservient puppet, but as she finishes chanting--
The room explodes in light and her hand burns as the lines of three Command Seals engrave themselves onto her skin.
Much to her embarrassment, she's tipped over backwards from the shock. ]
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Turns out a bit of everything, aside from the pain. It's like someone taps him on the shoulder, a gentle thing meant to get his attention, followed by the sense that someone, somewhere, was calling to him. He need only reach out and accept his summons--- and then all at once it's like he's been pulled over a cliff. The wind is rushing past, cold and cutting, filling his ears as centuries of knowledge fills his head. Just when he thinks there is a distinct lack of light, it explodes around him, warm and bright, and Arenvald finds himself kneeling on an unfamiliar floor. Whatever armor pieces that once lay in the summoning circle have found their way onto his body thanks to the spell, and the last flashes of light catch on the surface of the silver plate.
There are a lot of things he had planned to say in this moment, things that make him sound tough or elegant or strong. None of that comes out of his mouth, however. When he spots the only other person in the room, the one he has to assume is his Master, and sees her sitting dazed on the floor, he just blurts, ]
Are you alright?
[ Smooth, Arenvald. ]
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I hate that I thought I tagged this
I see how it is!!
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yon random battle
Even now, a good few days later, Haru is quietly simmering over it. Saber - Arenvald - has concealed his presence for the time being, but she knows he's near.
Rather, he's not the only one, and Haru freezes as something tugs at her senses, right before a spear goes whistling through the air right at her. ]
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thanks for the notif, inbox
lmao girl i only just now got to this i'm gomen
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training and more violence huzzah
Um, that stance you showed me earlier... how far apart should my feet be again?
[ She's unpolished in combat, for certain, but there's still a certain grace to how she moves. A dancer's experience. ]
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time for a beatdown
She stops just at the gate, frowning pensively. ]
... There's a Bounded Field here. Once I break it, he'll know we're here.
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