autocratic: (but I know that I did it)
[ The feed snaps on with yours truly standing proudly in her custom-made Santa Claus outfit. Smiling widely, she gives a hearty wave. ]

Merry Chritmas to all! Io Saturnalia! It is a glorious time for my generosity to be shared among all you plebes! I have researched the reasons behind all this invigorating festivities and have learned that an entity called "Santa Claus" goes around the world to distribute presents. As an emperor, I commend this jolly old man for sneaking into the homes of others to give his gifts, but on the other hand, I cannot be outdone by him! Minerva herself would be pleased with my thorough observation.

[ She spreads her arms out in a grand gesture. ]

And so I have given choice people gifts of my own! I believe I deserve a word of thanks, of course, but I am more than happy to simply give out of the grand generosity of my own heart. Receive them all graciously. Add to that, I even had my retainer make a couple of pastries to sweeten the occasion.

[ Then she places a finger to her lips, thinks on her next choice of words, then shrugs. ]

What a wonder that such time has passed... Enough that, considering I was so focused upon my research, my own birthday has flown by! Were we in Rome, there would be parades and dances and parties praising my name, but I shall content myself with the masses of both Johto and Kanto. I have event set up a feast for both special events within the Breeding Center of Goldenrod that I extend an invitation to anyone who would be willing to join. I believe many would want to enjoy a good meal after that sorry attempt of sabotage with those cookies from days ago.

[ She sniffs imperiously, and gestures for the camera to show a large, well made and delicious cake... with thirty-one candles on it. Ahem. Then beams again, before waving. ]

May you all fare well this Christmas!

[ OOC: Saber's Christmas Gift list is here! ]
autocratic: (end of my speech)
[ Why, hello there, Johto. The feed snaps on and you'd be in for a treat! The first thing you see a slow sweep of a mini feast of foods, almost as though the one holding the camera is just... in awe before it pans up to show one Saber clad in red sitting at one end of the square table by her lonesome. Chin propped up against her hand with the other idly holding a fork stirring her own plate of eggs and sausage, her gaze off to the side, almost distant.

The person - or rather, Pokemon - holding the camera gives off a faint, draconic rumble to get her attention, and it only serves to have Saber merely glance at the camera once before she sighs. Behind Saber is Archer who is just pulling off an apron with a brief sigh of his own and walking out of view of the screen, most likely doing something of his own design. Saber straightens, letting go of her cutlery to cross her arms and direct her attention to the feed itself. ]


They say, in this realm, death is not applicable. [ She gives a brief snort. ] Yet I have seen the elderly, the sick, and some wounded. Is it only the passing of time are these people granted such reprieve? Moreover, it makes me wonder how such a thing is possible- [ At this, her lips stretch to a sardonic smirk. ] -has the secret of immortality of some sort been discovered here? Hah!

[ Then her eyes suddenly go a bit downcast. ] Or is it to compensate for the fact that the disappearances of those dear to us leave a slow, burning ache? Hmm... Ah, viva enim mortuorum in memoria vivorum est posita!

[ Was that a brief drop of old, yet fluently spoken, latin there? Why, yes! The disappearance of her Master makes Saber think briefly on her previous life: of her homeland, of its many philosophers, of Seneca, and... oh. She takes a breath once more before addressing her audience. ]

So what are your thoughts on this? Is it an opportunity for yourselves to have such an extended life? Do you think there is a catch? Is it better for those we care for to be home or to be by our sides? My curiosity must be sated.

[ Pause, then as she glances off to one side of table. Ah, her mind is just in turmoil, lately! Aha! ]

Ah, yes. To those who have purchased my wares: have you received them? Your thoughts? I and my... [ Another brief glance to where Archer disappeared to, but with a faint cringe in her lips when she continues saying this: ] ... partner of a sort will be making our way to Goldenrod City, where I will set up proper shop. Therefore, I will receive any further requests for practice weapons, but they will be delayed for a few days time until we arrive.

[ Then she makes a dismissive gesture with her hand before the feed snaps off. ]


[ ooc: Archer-mun is still on hiatus! This was briefly asked for permission. Also, Saber's words translate to: "The life of the dead is retained in the memory of the living." --Cicero ]

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