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Post by Francis Drake on Apr 1, 2016 19:23:01 GMT
It was an early morning....or perhaps a late evening ? Drake couldn't tell at the moment if she was honest, it wasn't like she walked around with a clock and this place was basically a bunker. There wasn't much reason to even try to keep regular hours, sleep when you are tired, eat when you are hungry, drink when....well, always Drink! That was how Drake was handling this whole ordeal, she couldn't help but wonder exactly what she was doing here of all heroes ? Oh well, she couldn't help but enjoy the lot that could be gained from adventures, and since she had entered into a contract which favored herself in the loot department, well the pirate couldn't be happier. Also all the booze she wanted she could just take from her employers.
She rummaged around the area, and had found her way into the warehouse, here was probably the best place where she could find some alcohol. As such she walked around. Her boots clacking against the cold hard floor as her footsteps echoed in the warehouse. She found herself soon looking through a few boxes. There were thousands of them...if it wasn't for her extreme luck she might never have been able to find the crate. Though she followed her instincts and just let them lead her. Soon enough she found a large crate which when she opened saw contained a few barrels of Cuban rum...oh sweet relief! The Pirate wasn't done with that though! She needed more, if she had some lemon and mint leaves...along with ice and so on she could totally make a mojito! Or as it was also known for a long time before it got that name, an El Draque!
Continuing her search, the pirate soon came upon a strange sight. She hadn't seen anything like it before. Around the corner of a few boxes she stepped as she'd look at a man wearing what seemed like a big fluffy cape...it almost looked as if the cape was made to look like fire. The pirate who was wearing a rather casual set of blue tight jeans and a black dress shirt. She'd step up towards the fiery caped man and clear her throat. " Ahoy!!!" The Pirate spoke out as she'd attempt to grab the strange man by his shoulder. She was rather fascinated by the very presence he had around him. As if he was a mighty blazing sun who echoed with power. She was quite interested in whatever kind of hero he was....
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Post by Karna on Apr 11, 2016 5:50:26 GMT
Karna’s time in the organization of Chaldea was not quite long, but it was long enough for him to at the very least familiarize himself with the area. After being summoned into the organization there was no other choice that Karna felt other than to be the spear that the organization could use. For Karna, the Lancer classed servant did not mind this fate in the slightest as he felt that he was perhaps blessed to be able work for an organization such as this. Whilst there were those that had their own desires in regards to this organization, the overall desire of the organization was noble. For him to make use of his useless self was a boon in itself.
His only obligation was to be the spear that they desired, to cleave through their enemy with his strength and help fix whatever distortion occurred in the world. Any other task was more so one that could be done out of self-interest, yet in the end while he had yet to take part in a mission that required a heroic spirit Karna would find himself with in the huge warehouses working. It was late in the night, a time in which most had retired to their chambers. Of the few that were still awake were mostly those who were required to remain awake due to their work, or those that seemed to remain awake at such a late time. Servants much like Karna were exempt from this as sleep was not required for them, but merely optional. Though there was not much Karna would do in such a downtime, he chose to roam around a bit, which in turn brought him to encounter a staff member of Chaldea. Perhaps it was solely because he was a heroic spirit, but the woman requested assistance from Karna and Karna accepted without hesitation.
The task that he was to assist with was an easy one involving organizing the stock that rested in the warehouse. Karna held no obligation to aid such an endeavor, but for the Hero of Charity, he could not turn his back on such a request. Whilst laziness was something that shouldn’t have been encouraged, such a task this woman took was an optional one, a desire to clear up the warehouse of the clutter. Together the two worked diligently and once most of the work was near completion Karna could not help but notice the fatigue resting on the woman’s face. Reassuring woman, Karna chose to finish off the rest himself while the she retired for the night. Once she left he was alone to finish his work.
Placing the last crate away as his instruction had dictated, Karna calmly held his chin and stared over at the numerous crates in order to make sure everything was in order. Though he had heard footsteps inside, Karna mostly focused on his task until he heard the footsteps grow closer. Upon the sound of the stranger clearing their throat had sounded, Karna glanced over his shoulder as the female servant placed her hand onto his shoulder and spoke her greeting. “Ah, greetings…” Karna spoke. His voice held no surprise and barely held much emotion, but at the same time the little emotion in his voice had a more welcoming tone.
Having said his response to her greeting, Karna calmly turned around in order to properly face the servant before him. “I hadn’t expected to see another servant in such a place. Most wouldn’t make the effort to come all the way down here as the staff provides what is needed…though if it is assistance you need I can perhaps provide it...” Karna spoke to the servant. Though the outfit she wore made her look like any other modern person, Karna could easily sense that the person before him was a servant. Even disregarding this, the mannerism of this servant made it a bit more easier for the Lancer to figure out this woman was a servant of the seas.
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Post by Francis Drake on Apr 28, 2016 3:31:30 GMT
The figure standing before he was without a doubt no mere ordinary servant, even the lowliest of scum could tell that by his aura and those eyes of his, that stare and presence. It was like looking upon the sun clad in the visage of the fiercest of warriors...what would you say about him...he had the presence of a tiger but much much worse. The hairs in the back of Drake's neck perked up a bit as she looked on at him and listened to him...
Well, it kinda of settled when he started to speak. This servant was a rather bland one wasn't he ? There was no joy in that voice, hmm...that was something that she'd need to fix. When he kept speaking the servant Rider couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as she listened on to his reasoning. " Hah ?...assistance hmmm, more than that why in the blue blazes are you down here ? A servant like you in a dark and gloomy place like this. Something ain't right about that lad." Drake spoke out in a frank tone as she placed her hand on his shoulder again and patted it, making sure not to accidentally cut himself on those sharp looking disk things...the hell where they even ?
" Aye, well! How about we go on a bit of an adventure me and you." The pirate spoke up with a happy tone in her voice, a wide grin on her face as she'd stare at the slightly taller servant with her dark blue eyes. "The adventure to find all the booze of this place! Haha!" She continued, of course there were few fools who would follow her into such dumb plans...though she was a fool herself and it never hurt to ask or try and strong arm people. Well, it was usually for naught when she was dealing with pious servants left and right. Though something about this servant felt different...his very presence felt different from the start but...something in those eyes of his told her that he was worth asking.
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Post by Karna on May 19, 2016 5:32:50 GMT
The silver haired servant’s eyes merely glanced over at the hand that was suddenly placed back on his shoulder and then proceeded to look over at her once more. Though his right eye was slightly covered by the long bangs of his hair, with his calm blue eyes he stared back into the woman’s eyes as she spoke to him, listening to what she had to say. Perhaps this was not something one could say that was enough to judge a person, but the look of the woman’s eyes was that of a leader of sorts. Her mannerism was laid back, but at the same time it held a fierce determination.
Her mannerism, desires and way of speech made it clear that the woman before him was one of the pirates that had been said to have traversed far and wide throughout the earth seeking treasures. Of course the Indian demigod had never met a pirate before and couldn’t use past history to better gauge the servant before him, but the throne of heroes had been able to give him enough knowledge about pirates and their base mannerism. Regardless of such a thing, Karna was not one to merely gauge somebody based off mere roles and preferred to judge them with his own eyes.
Upon being asked what brought him over to the storage room, Karna merely closed his eyes as he proceeded to speak. “I was providing help to one of the staff members that was stationed here….though it seems your interest in this question has faded…” Karna spoke calmly to the pirate servant. “Surely such a task would be easier if you were to ask one of the staff members…however…” Karna said before calmly opening his left eye and looked over at the servant before him. “To claim something with one’s own hands holds far more value that something merely given…as such I shall join you in this pursuit…” Karna said. He of course knew that Chaldea most likely would have held back the liquor that his acquaintance desired, but the woman spoke with a carefree intent that the hero of generosity could not help but lend his aid and accept her invitation. With everything said, Karna turned his back on his new ally and held his chin with his hand as he glanced around the area in order to begin seeking out all the alcohol in the area.
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Post by Francis Drake on May 28, 2016 4:16:12 GMT
The pirate had to blink a bit as she looked on at the man standing in front of her....practically like looking into the sun itself. A rather interesting thing for the woman famed as the one who had set the sun. She nodded her head finally and stepped up, giving a hard pat on the shiny mans shoulder...careful to avoid the pointy floating...flashy...golden...thing ? That was following the servant in his glorious form. " Good good! Glad to have you on board kiddo!" The busty British lass let out as she'd step back a step and then started to look around alongside the warrior.
" So...I kind of have to ask...how come you want to help a scoundrel like myself ? Not many heroes take to well towards this ol'Captain." The Pirate spoke out as she'd then chuckle softly. Starting to slowly walk over towards a few of the creates the try and open them up and rummage through them, keeping up her search for more booze so she could claim it all as her own.
" A warrior such as yourself I mean. Considering you are practically glowing like a radiant sun." Drake pondered as she'd then turn around as she'd pulled out snack bar from crate and tossed it towards the son of the sun god.
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