awashlogs | [CLOSED] April Catch-all

[ As part of Mission: Understanding People's Hearts, Saber is dropping by Tristan's house on a whim. Being in Awash is a rare opportunity to peacefully reconnect with her knights, and she doesn't plan on squandering it.

Oh. And of course, since Tristan is ~~supposedly~~ more comfortable with her when she's armored, she quickly materializes her usual battle dress and armor over the comfortable, unremarkable clothes she'd been wearing up until this point.

Now she's ready! So she raises her hand to knock politely on the front door, not too loud, not too soft, her gauntlet clanking gently with each knock. And then she waits to see who will answer the door! ]

[ Knock knock!

Saber is standing at Maya's front door with a 300-pound bluefin tuna in her arms. ]

[ Saber is strolling through town with a pot of tuna meat. As she considers who she might share it with, speak of the devil -- she spots someone she hasn't seen in what feels like a very long time. ]

Magilou!

[ Saber calls out, making her way over at the same easy pace. It being a peaceful day, she's absent her armor; she's just wearing an unremarkable shirt and loose trousers with a brown pair of boots, no clanking to be heard. ]

[ He should’ve been prepared for something like this. The town has thrown enough curveballs at him over the course of a few months—some of them right at his doorstep, even. Not to mention that she already knows where he lives, and he undoubtedly expects to answer her call whenever and whereever.

And yet…in spite of himself, he finds that he’s still caught off-guard at the sight of his king at his front door, covered in her battle gear as if she’s summoning him to war. With his roomies and any passerby conveniently absent from their immediate vicinity, Tristan swiftly drops to his knees in a formal greeting. ]

Your orders, my king?

[ Speak of the devil indeed! Here she is!! Magilou bounds over to Saber, a skip in her step. Unfortunately, Magilou is still dressed in her horrid outfit. She did manage to get the mud out of it with the hot springs, after all. ]

And lo, we meet again, face-to-face under more fortuitous circumstances! I almost didn't recognize you without that clanking sound. Here to bring an offering to the most magnanimous of witches?

[ There's a lilt to her voice. It's pretty obviously a lighthearted joke this time, especially when her stomach rumbles a second later. Hope there's good food in that pot Saber is lugging! ]

[ This is... a problem. Saber's waiting smile flips into a frown as she quickly glances around to make sure no one is watching. ]

No, no. I am not here on business. Rise, Tristan. Honestly, we are going to have to start training you out of that habit...

[ Wearing the same clothes all the time seems like a legitimate witch thing, so Saber doesn't think twice about it...

But after all the dragon-flavored destruction around town, Saber is pleased to see that Magilou is still heartily, theatrically herself. There's no point in worrying about a witch, but still -- her own personal wizard has already disappeared on her, so it's nice to have visual confirmation on Magilou. ]

Yes, as a matter of fact. I caught a fish beyond my need, so I have been looking to share the meat.

[ She unlids the pot to show the hunks of meat stuffed inside, big steaks of dark, richly colored tuna. The only thing is that that color is green, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

[ Magilou's eyes widen at the display of tuna, both out of hunger and surprise. She can't deny that she's anxious to eat food that might actually taste like food, rather than some sort of nefarious trick by the town as usual.

...Maybe her mouth is watering a little bit. She sways her hips from side to side, her hands behind her back. ]

Oho, I'll accept your benefactions with a thousand watt smile! [ And so she gives one! It reaches her eyes this time. ] And as a show of my generosity, I'll even help you set up a little picnic. We'll have a right ol' backyard jamboree!

A... picnic?

[ Do people have fish picnics? Saber will never say no to a picnic though, so she nods, if slowly, and re-lids the pot. Magilou's eyeing of the meat isn't lost on Saber, so she makes a note to let Magilou have any possible leftovers. Saber's already had her lion's share (which was far too much by most people's standards), and there's no small amount of tuna still left to give away.

She looks to Magilou, ready to follow along to wherever their picnic site will be. ]

Speaking of jamborees, how are your plans for your Menagerie coming along?

[ The door opens and Maya peeks out, all smiles. ]

Oh, he-- heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey?!

[ WHAT IS THAT MASSIVE FISH, SABER. ]

[ Saber's proud smile is only barely visible over the top of the tuna. ]

Hello, Maya. I had a fruitful hunt and thought you would like to share the spoils with me.

[ It isn't crab, but it's some kind of seafood!! ]

Absolutely. I think it'll break my table, though, so we'll have to see where we can put it.

[ But she'll open the door wider and beckon Saber in. ]

A picnic, of course! How else are we gonna get a tête-à-tête going, a mess hall? It's so impersonal. With a picnic, you get all the same food, but it's about location!

[ And she starts marching toward the direction of the harbor! Well, at least where she believes the harbor to be. She's still new here, give her time. Her gait is slow and carefree, and she motions for Saber to follow. Which is just as well: if Saber is indeed going to be a member of her morbid menagerie, Magilou will be leading her to parts unknown. (In a comedy sense.) ]

We're going at an impressive clip. We'll have to put up a sign somewhere to let people know we're hiring. [ She makes sure to carefully enunciate the "we". ] Dazzling death-defiance only comes with careful practice, so it's still a while before we're showtime-ready, but when you're under my wing, you'll be leaving the audience in stitches in no time.

[ Saber moves to walk in, then thinks better of it and turns to enter sideways so that she can fit the tuna which btw is this big. ]

I thought you might be my closest authority on seafood. Can you tell what kind of fish this is?

[ Saber is fine with following slightly behind and to the side, as an attendant might. She imagines most people end up acting as attendants to Magilou's whims.

The emphatic "we" there doesn't faze Saber, but the rest of it does earn an alarmed knitting of the brow. ]

"Dazzling death-defiance"? And that will go hand-in-hand with comedy? I see... I had no idea that such a blend of entertainment existed.

[ And yet she doesn't really question that it might be strange. She just assumes she's ignorant... ]

But... yes, such ambitious execution may be necessary to sufficiently impress the people here. It will be an audience of many different tastes and and standards.

Comedy is an art, and art takes all forms. [ Including death-defiance! Which Magilou may or may not be joking about. She lifts her pointer finger up to illustrate her point. ] If death-defiance isn't your thing, there's lots of other kinds we could try. Acrobatic tricks and situational comedy usually win the audience over without much effort. Peoples' hearts are so easily swayed by fancy stunts; it's why magic's a killer act, too. They're foolish, but easy to amuse.

[ Magilou eventually leads them to a small grassy hill overlooking the water. It's not exactly picturesque; nothing here is, exactly, with all the grays blending together amid shocks of brighter hues. But it has a decent view.]

You've gotta be tired from lugging that thing around. [ Good thing Magilou offered to help... ] Come on, here's as good a place as any.

[ Hmm, they have no blanket, though. Magilou shrugs and pulls out one of her Guardian dolls, spins it in the air for a second, and then extends it on the ground like a giant playing card. It might not be the most comfortable cover, but they'll be protected from the dirt. ]

[ Saber, what kind of mad diving have you been doing in the harbor and why didn't you bring her with you...

Maya hums, thoughtful, and gives the fish a pensive stare as she gestures to the counter in the kitchen. ]

I've got a guess, or enough of one. But I've never seen a tuna so huge.

I do not mind death-defying stunts. You will find that Servants are more hardy and able than humans, and even against other Servants, I will not be outperformed.

[ For the pride and honor of Britain...!!!

Anyway, on to the picnic site. Considering that Saber lugged the whole 300-pound tuna without much trouble from the harbor to Ruga, Magilou's (half-hearted) concern is somewhat charming.

When Magilou whips out her doll-turned-blanket, Saber gives it a long look. There's something a little sadistic about sitting on a blanket with a face as consternated as that one, but she'll put the pot down and sit as soon as Magilou does. ]

So what have you been up to since I last saw you? I cannot imagine you have been idle.

[ What diving. Why dive when Excalibur can erupt the fish up to you?

Saber squeezes the tuna onto the counter! Revealing the entirety of her arms and torso to be damp and fishy, but worth it. ]

Tuna? That breed is commonly used for sushi, is it not?

[ Shirou never did make sushi for her............. ]

Oh, I—I apologize.

[ Awkwardly rising to his feet because yep she’s not happy about this at all— ]

But I…that is, what do you require of me?

[ Her frown flips back up into a smile! ]

I happened to be passing by, so I thought I would see if you were in. Are you busy? There is one small matter I would like to discuss with you, but it is not urgent.

Not at all.

[ If that came out a little too quickly, it’s because he’s still trying to get used to not treating her like, well, like a king. Evidently his courtly manners aren’t warranted even when they’re alone, huh?

But he takes a step aside to allow Saber entry. ]

The ones I share this house with are not in at the moment, so we can speak freely, if it pleases you.

Of course. Thank you.

[ She clanks on in... ]

I heard something recently: that it is possible in this town to bestow memories on other people. I am curious to try it, so I was wondering if you would be interested in receiving one of mine.

[ At that, his expression darkens. ]

Such things are indeed possible in this realm, however…they are not done without consequence.

[ She stops and turns to look at him at his ominous tone. ]

Is that so? Do explain.

[CLOSED] April Catch-all

Tristan!

Maya!

Magilou!

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