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dramadramaduck2012-06-10 02:42 pm
croibhristeoir) wrote in dramadramaduck2012-06-10 02:42 pm
[video] // fatalize
Something's wrong. Something's very wrong here.
[Unusually, Lancer seems...annoyed. The calm and collected Servant in civilian clothes was tapping his fingers impatiently against the table and even scowling faintly as he thought things over.]
[Something was, as he'd said, very wrong. He was restless to an extreme degree, impatient, and irritated with just about everything at the moment. But instead of focusing on the larger picture of what could have caused the change of heart, Diarmuid overlooked that problem completely and focused instead on what he was restless over.]
[That problem was obvious, wasn't it? He was a Servant, a knight, yet his skill and power in combat was being left ignored and unused. It was a travesty to have one of the Fianna simply left out of a fight for so long. Fighting was in his nature, it was all he knew and what he excelled at. How could he just remain living a normal human life when there was a massive community full of worthy opponents just waiting for a challenge? Diarmuid didn't know or care why his outlook had taken a sharp turn into recklessness and he didn't care. All that mattered was that he wanted, needed to find a worthy adversary like he needed to breathe. Every part of him was screaming for a fight, and he couldn't ignore it any longer.]
[He stood up abruptly with an intense spark blazing in golden eyes, ironclad determination clear in every small movement. In a flash of magical energy, his armor materialized in place of the ordinary clothes and a crimson lance appeared in his hand.]
...I want to fight one of you. I'll accept a simple sparring match if you wish, I don't care. I just need to fight someone.
[ooc: Fair warning--the Nasuverse is incredibly broken with powerlevels. If anyone takes him up on the offer? He's several times faster than any human, the lance cancels out magic and things summoned with magic, and he can take a hit and keep on comin' like nobody's business. In short: how about some nice nonfatal sparring? /sob gdit Nasu
Thanks a lot, murderhound.]
[Unusually, Lancer seems...annoyed. The calm and collected Servant in civilian clothes was tapping his fingers impatiently against the table and even scowling faintly as he thought things over.]
[Something was, as he'd said, very wrong. He was restless to an extreme degree, impatient, and irritated with just about everything at the moment. But instead of focusing on the larger picture of what could have caused the change of heart, Diarmuid overlooked that problem completely and focused instead on what he was restless over.]
[That problem was obvious, wasn't it? He was a Servant, a knight, yet his skill and power in combat was being left ignored and unused. It was a travesty to have one of the Fianna simply left out of a fight for so long. Fighting was in his nature, it was all he knew and what he excelled at. How could he just remain living a normal human life when there was a massive community full of worthy opponents just waiting for a challenge? Diarmuid didn't know or care why his outlook had taken a sharp turn into recklessness and he didn't care. All that mattered was that he wanted, needed to find a worthy adversary like he needed to breathe. Every part of him was screaming for a fight, and he couldn't ignore it any longer.]
[He stood up abruptly with an intense spark blazing in golden eyes, ironclad determination clear in every small movement. In a flash of magical energy, his armor materialized in place of the ordinary clothes and a crimson lance appeared in his hand.]
...I want to fight one of you. I'll accept a simple sparring match if you wish, I don't care. I just need to fight someone.
[ooc: Fair warning--the Nasuverse is incredibly broken with powerlevels. If anyone takes him up on the offer? He's several times faster than any human, the lance cancels out magic and things summoned with magic, and he can take a hit and keep on comin' like nobody's business. In short: how about some nice nonfatal sparring? /sob gdit Nasu
Thanks a lot, murderhound.]