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[Pick some aspect of our modern culture. A TV show, a video game, a sport, whatever. Be creative. I shall have Rider experience it and give his thoughts on it.]

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[The best time for soul searching is at the tail end of a massive party when everyone is slightly drunk. Rider, a goblet of wine in one hand, addresses you seriously.]

This is a fine revel, but that alone does not let me know your measure as a man/woman/individual [select appropriate].

Tell me, what would you say is the most important thing in life? What ideal do you value above all others?

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[Battle is joined! Or at least, it will be in a moment. First, the enemy would have a word with you, under the flag of parley.]

This need not come to violence, my friend. You need only surrender and join my cause. Surely a peaceful resolution would be best?

[Despite his conciliatory words, he IS still addressing you from a massive chariot.]

-OR-

Just respond to this post with a character, either making up your own scenario or just leaving the comment blank. If you leave it blank, I shall do my best to come up with an entertaining situation for the characters involved.

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[Time was of the essence in during those few weeks in Fuyuki, as the Fourth Holy Grail War waxed and waned with the same ephemeral nature as the tides. With Caster defeated by chivalry and a temporary truce, they had a rare opportunity to breath.

...and Oceanus weighed heavily on the young man's mind.

It wouldn't be nearly what Rider must have imagined, but it would have to suffice.

That was why he marched down the street in silence after throwing an XXXXL pair of swim trunks at the giant Macedonian and yelled at him to put them on. His own preparations were paltry in comparison-- the sweater and tie had been removed, and the shoes were replaced with something more casual.

As always, he couldn't spit the words out.]

[Is this guy serious?? He's serious. What the fuck.]

Man, who gives a shit. As long as I can kill people, I'm happy.

[disclaimer avenger is never happy]

This land has so many kinds of leggings. I like the designs on this one, though. Very eye catching.

[A king must stand out on the battlefield, after all.]

Very well!

[Changin']

What is our goal today, boy?

Edited 2015-07-16 19:21 (UTC)

Ahaha! Truly then, you are a warrior born!

[Of course they were eye-catching. Waver was under the impression that gaudy garments like this would always catch Rider's interest-- they were flashy, and a conqueror must always be seen.

...right?

Huffing irritably, he glanced up at Rider like an embarrassed kid.]

Nothing much. You said you wanted to get out, right?

[There were towels crisply folded up in his backpack, and a sorry little bottle of sunsreen-- Waver didn't relish the idea of getting sunburned because of that oaf.]

Edited 2015-07-16 19:30 (UTC)

Of course! It would be a shame to have a second chance at life and spend it all hiding in this little house!

[Sinbad grins faintly as he gently gestures the women hanging around them to find someone else to have with for a bit, while he whispers to one:]

And you - I'll see later.

[With that, he turns to Rider, hands clasped together, eyes turning to the people still partying]

See how happy they are? They don't have to worry about whether their homes are going to be razed by an enemy, persecuted for being different, don't have to fear their king will seize their belongings and take their children to die in some foreign land. That's what I think is important - the freedom to just be without the cloud of dread and doom over their heads and not having to surrender their culture or their ideas just to live.

[It was certainly not the Lady Rozalin, with her disdain for all things that smack of the lower classes, muscular exertion, and mass consumption, who introduced Rider to Professional Wrestling.

But it's got some clear attractions. Yes, it's fake, but it's faked well. There is an artistry to it, and an aspect of well done theater. So even if it is bad wrestling, perhaps he is still interested.

Again, however, Rozalin isn't fond of it at all.]

What. Is on that television?

[A small nod. That was what he had thought.]

Well. That's what we're doing.

[He tore his gaze away, unable to look his Servant in the eyes after the harrowing battle with Caster and the fragmented scraps of dreams that could only be the result of their odd, magical connection. Waver almost felt ashamed, because he knew far more than a young man should and yet understood so little.

And, there was little that he could actually do.

Rider would note that they were nearing a staircase set into the sheer cliffs that dropped from the street into the sea. At the bottom was a narrow strip of sand-- something like a beach. They weren't alone either, as there was a gaggle of teenagers skipping school and a couple of disapproving old fisherman minding their lines over some drinks and quiet conversation.]

[Worth mentioning is that you're addressing a lady-shaped Honedge right now.]

Most important thing?

[Saber takes a few moments to think about the question, as she's sampled a fair bit more wine than she technically needs anyway. Immunity to Poison doesn't mean you can't have other status effects.]

Most important thing...protecting others. Yes.

[She nods firmly.]

Or finding the means to protect others.

So you aim to show me another part of the modern world, then. What is here, more books? Video games?

[He sounded more amused than anything.]

--I'm actually surprised you never noticed it.

[Waver stopped with a sigh, toed off his loafers so that he stood barefoot in the sand, and turned to face Rider with an oddly serious glint in his eyes.]

Look at it, Rider. Isn't that what you were looking for?

[He finally stopped and looked up at the Pacific Ocean. Really looked at it.]

That's it, isn't it? The edge of the world.

[Or at least of Eurasia.]

It sounds to me like you barely rule this land at all. If you want your people to be able to do whatever they want, do you know if you can count on them when you need them?

I'm not sure, to be honest. They call them wrestlers, but they're more like clowns if you ask me.

Very funny clowns, though.

Ha!

[He shouted the laugh loud enough that a couple people turned their heads in surprise.]

The living sword who wishes she were a shield.

[He smiles faintly, answering without a moment's hesitation as he refills their glass]

Of course. Everyone here is practically my family here. I'm not saying we are without rules - as that's not a country that's chaos. But this is a place where they have no fear of being treated as a tool or simply a resource.

If you want to see it that way.

[Waver followed his gaze, brows furrowed as he thought.]

On the other side of it is a continent, called America. Below that, another-- also America. [He cast an almost flustered look up at Rider.] The Spanish weren't very creative with their names.

Beyond those is another ocean, and then you're back home. ....But, you knew that already.

The edge of the world I knew. Oceanus.

So then in your mind, a king is to his people as a father is to his family.

[He chews this idea over, considering it.]

Yes... that's actually a good way of putting it. A king can't be distant, he'll forget that his subjects are living, breathing people and that way lies ruin for him and his country.

[He steps away as he grabs his cup, leaning on a railing]

Care for your people, and they'll care for you, be firm when needed but allow them freedom.

....yeah.

[Their worlds just happened to be almost two millennia apart in time.]

There's not much this little island chain can offer you besides video games and the Grail. I thought this might make up for it.

Edited 2015-07-17 01:02 (UTC)

[He stared at it for a while.]

...It's not as big as I imagined.

Hmm, there's definitely something to be said for this way of thinking. Your people will love you and support you without a doubt, and defend your land fiercely. I only wonder, though, how well they would take to supporting you should you decide to conquer another land.

[And obviously, any king is eventually going to do that. I mean, come on.]

Do you inspire your people to greatness, King Sinbad?

Conquer? No, and I rather they not, creating and expanding a vast empire is not my goal. What I want to do - is change the world.

[He held his goblet up, the moonlight reflecting off it's surface]

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