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[autocratic]

--again, Praetor! That is not enough ice.

[ The feed snaps on and swivels just a bit awkwardly, as though the recorder is trying to fit the Gear in its claws before it rights itself. Then the Gear turns and shows one scantily clad Empeor with her back turned, unaware of her Pokemon's scheme for video shenanigans. Standing large, proud, but head bending low to the ground, is Saber's Gyarados Praetor and there appears to be... large chunks of ice collecting before the short blonde.

To those wondering, the answer is quickly shown as Praetor's fangs freeze over with ice before she snaps her jaws several times to have the ice fall to the collection. It seems Saber has been at this for some time as there's quite a collection and a bag in her hand before she nods in approval and begins scooping up the ice in her bag. Remember, folks! She has to bend a bit to do this. ]

Very good, Praetor. This will last me for... hmm, a few minutes. Do not worry, I will treat you for this kindness later on-- [ As she talks, it sounds as though her throat caught up on something, sounding hoarse before she has a brief coughing fit, bursts of flame accompanying the sounds. She makes a frustrated noise, and the Pokemon holding the Gear briefly shakes with an amused chuckle before a delivery bird cries and flies its appearance into the scene.

Once she's recovered, Saber arches a brow while straightening herself and turns to face the Pidgeot. In the bird's talons is a rather... large bouquet of roses. As she takes the bouquet, Saber giggles. ]

Honestly, I must commend this secret admirer of mine: even through these diseases, they find time to send such love my way! Still... [ She takes a moment to give those roses a good whiff, then shake her head. ] Woe is my power, for I cannot hold these for long lest they turn into ash within my hands! Machina!

[ A Metagross lumbers onto the scene and Saber turns to place the bouquet right on top of his metal head with an amused laugh. To its credit, the Metagross doesn't look the slightest perturbed and awaits further orders. ] Place this with the others. I have a matter in which I must address to my audience.

[ The Pokemon holding the Gear jerks in surprise to that revelation. How did she know?! The Metagross goes to do as it's asked as Saber gives a stern look to the camera (and her mischievous Pokemon). ]

Truly, Aestus, if you wished to play around with the Gear, you should have told me! No matter, this will be brief, and I shall place a proper punishment on you later. [ She clears her throat, and small pillars of steam leave the corner of her lips as she does so. ]

Lately, it has come to my attention that there are those of us who are warriors, artisans of the battlefield back in our worlds. Though this realm places an odd restriction on carrying such, the authorities do not mind the crafting of wooden, practice ones. And I do believe with current events, having these extensions of our arms would be quite useful to have. That said, I, Saber, will be starting up a business of crafting these tools for others.

Do look forward for future updates on my progress.

[ Then she gives a very imperial wave and the feed quickly shuts. ]

Comments

[likeawildbull]

The face is pretty enough, but that is not what I find most striking about the King of Knights.

[autocratic]

And that would be? There are plenty aspects of her person that one can find attractive.

[ Like herself, but it's Emperor Nero. ]

[likeawildbull]

Tch. Such crass gossip is below me. Who are you, to ask such questions of the greatest among kings?

[autocratic]

[ She simply laughs softly at his last remark. ]

Why, an emperor of great renown, and one on personal good terms with her majesty herself, and one who wishes for her curiosity to be simply indulged. Surely the "greatest among kings" could spare a momentary chat with another ruler, could he not?

[likeawildbull]

I enjoy conversation well enough. But your curiosity will remain unsated. My regards for the king are a matter for out own war, and not one for nosy little monarchs.

[autocratic]

Tut! Such a tease, to leave a veiled comment such as that. No matter. Shall we, then, perhaps focus the matter upon you? You say you are a king amongst kings. Which?

tagging through delighted noises as I read the Enkidu thread.

[likeawildbull]

[OOC: feel free to assume this is after the Enkidu convo, if it works better for you. Either way!]

How like a Servant, to wrest loose the other's name first.

[That does not stop him though - he even extends to PokeGear out a bit, showing more of himself, chin lifted in unmistakable pride.]

You see before you the first king among humanity, two-thirds divine, master of great-walled Uruk!

--! hark! there is a stalker among us! /RUNS

[autocratic]

[ ooc: gotcha! well, she knows the story, so she figured any friend Enkidu would make mention of would be Gilgamesh. ]

[ And hey, his grand introduction, even over the small Gear, makes Saber arch a brow and make an "oooh!" sound. Then this revelation amuses her. Hah! To think she was talking to Enkidu, talking about his "architect friend," and here is the man himself? Why are they both good looking? Still, despite being the oldest of kings, she owes him no bowed head, so she will simply clap, as though she saw the climax to a play. ]

Your answer befits a king of your stature, Gilgamesh. [ She rolls the name along her tongue. ] Since you have graciously given yours, you shall have mine: the emperor that responds to you is the fifth lord of the land of Rome, esteemed artist that rivaled the gods, and the one to have been believed to have achieved resurrection time and again: Emperor Nero!

[ ooc: ... omg I am so sorry for Saber's flowery and long-winded speech. it chokes me sometimes orz ]

sorry man, dudes are basically married. stalking is in the job description. >>

[likeawildbull]

[There is no understanding the modern world without knowing at least a little bit about Rome, and Gilgamesh gives a hum of consideration to hear it was Nero's own domain. An sizable boast, to claim having ruled so much land, even if the rest of her claims seem to have little to do with that kingship.]

It must be your calling as an artist that draws you to woodworking. However, I hope what you're offering isn't meant to simply decorate a wall.

the ultimate bromance \o/

[autocratic]

[ She chuckles once more at that before shaking her head. ]

Do not worry, although that could be one of their many functions. [ A confident smirk reaches her lips. ] I have already produced a few pieces, and they have been proven very sturdy and powerful, despite them being made of wood. Why, the King of Conquerors himself has an instrument made by my hands and has approved the worth of his blade.

[likeawildbull]

[Rider has a weapon. Even given that it is a wooden one, Gilgamesh cannot ignore that - and the fact that it is apparently a weapon capable of handling his considerable strength is another mark in favor of procuring one for himself.]

What would be the price for a blade of my own?

[autocratic]

[ She smirks at that. ]

Hmm. Well, your friend has already offered himself to help me work on a few pieces, as well as the chariot you both wished for. Care to join him?

[likeawildbull]

Don't imply something so disgusting. What madman willingly rips away a part of himself?

[autocratic]

That is assuming a madman would care for that loss. Very well! I will see you both within a few days, yes?

[likeawildbull]

[He gives a noise, low in his throat, that could almost be called a chuckle. Under any other circumstance he would rail at being made to serve, but alongside Enkidu, and in the service of building their arsenal, he knows to take the opportunity.]

Make your workshop ready, Emperor Nero. I don't forgive wasted time.

[autocratic]

[ She gives a dismissive, but almost amused snort back. ]

Then I believe we are off to a good start, yes? Until then!

[ She gives a brief, imperial wave before closing the feed. ]