. You’re much too eager. You’ll treat me to lunch tomorrow. For now, go out and do… whatever it is that Mooncancer is having you do.

Good answer. I look forward to the experience, whenever that may be. ( From beneath her veil, one might notice a small smile. ) Now, lead the way.

I already have an invitation. I can make time any other day for the next 7 weeks, I suppose.

Hm. I suppose I can accompany you. It’ll be your treat, I presume? And I expect the same treatment next time we’re around a nice lake.

// SHIT CANARY IM SORRY

? Obviously it’s not just me. Or you. Or any other one person. So yes, “we.”

Good day. We have much to do today. No slacking off.

// reposting that just for zane

No.

I see. I permit you to offer tribute.

👍

( Her Majesty Queen Morgan le Fay is wearing it and giving absolutely nothing. You go girl. )

// there seriously needs to be more art with her veil on. especially CEs to fit my Layout Aesthetic

I value what few words of worth you say.

Very observant.

.

Your opinion means nothing.

Collaring. A novel idea for my possessions…

I have an urge to send another lance flying.

… I suppose I could join. Just stop looking at me like that.

?????? Why would I wear someone else’s dress?

…?

What is this about a dress?

// man theres like No Morgan Art that meets my incredibly high standards

Morgan #FGO

( Her hands clench for just a moment. She can’t lose her composure. ) I suppose I could help with policy around here. We’ll have to keep the current vermin infestation under control. ( Her hand shakes as she grips her spear. She takes a moment to recompose herself. ) If you’ll excuse me, I must

( Her gaze hardens. Something had set her off, but she couldn’t pin it down. Was it his smile while talking about this? The fact he said he tried to preserve the land? Or perhaps, it was her own inadequacy. ) You… You came to excise my kingdom. I know your intentions, mage. You can’t talk fondly of

// i cant put my all into this while astolfo is talking about their dong in wolf undies

… No. You’re not that vermin. Why would you want to be related to him in any way?

Why are there two.

I see… ( She stays silent for several moments. She was still sizing up Zander- the slight tremble as he digs his nails into his palm, the hesitation in his response. What an odd thing to focus on, Fae Britain. ) You loved the land, despite the treachery, the constant power struggle? ( Another—

I see. And you’d still have me as a servant? (Her pale blue eyes were locked onto his. There was no anger, no hatred. As if she was just sizing him up) I’m sure that pitiful caster would have words to say about that arrangement. …State your piece. You’ve been fawning over me since I was summoned.

( Clack. Clack. The sound of her heels echoed through the halls as she approached him. ) You. Do we have a history?

( If I approach him, he’ll surely explode. He’s still staring… 💧 )

You have a storied past, witch. I’d be interested to hear more over tea.

Go on.

Sheepy mentioned my lineage. So I figure I'll clarify. -proud of her family line-

The witch has been very supportive of me thus far. She would make for an excellent servant.

Good day, captain.

❓

Good day, magi vying for my servitude. I was told to ask. What is your level of wealth and ability to kill?

( . . . Is giving her space more cruel than confronting her? )

A pity, truly. I shall leave you be.

… Caster. I can feel your gaze.

… He’s still staring. Has he blinked?

Another one.

The real thing is much more fun.

// blows up ship. deactivates account. mission complete.

( She swats it aside??????? )

Then I wasn’t trying hard enough.