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[When she made her contract with the world to offer her service as a Servant in exchange for a chance to grant her wish, Saber had been prepared to be summoned across time for the purpose of fighting in a war. But his 'summoning' wasn't even a summoning at all, but some terrible accident. Moreover, she was no longer a warrior, but a student? She had stared hard at the letter as she walked through her new surroundings, her expressionless face giving away nothing of her complete confusion. It all made sense... yet it didn't make any sense at all.

Dismissing her battle-armour and Excalibur, she remained in her blue dress, not willing to chance finding out whether or not her more modern attire had somehow come with her. She might have stood out, but at the very least she had no special need to hide that her presence was unnatural.

She paused occasionally to scrutinise her new surroundings through an experienced knight's eyes. It seemed peaceful enough... at least, on the surface. But for all she knew of this alien place, that could change.]

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[It took more effort to suppress her aggravated sigh this time around, but she did close her eyes and fold her arms.]

It is as I have said. You are not a Heroic Spirit; otherwise,I would have been able to sense your presence. I cannot sense the presence of Masters in the same way, even though Servants, as beings of pure magical energy, are capable of sensing the flow of it. And when a Servant is depleted entirely of magical energy, that Servant disappears.

[That talk of the chores was just bizarre, though. What was he going on about? And why was he still referring to her as a 'he'?]

I never did such things, and you would have cast a sneezing cantrip on me for a fortnight had I ever ordered you to do such things.

[She planted her hand on her hip, slightly annoyed that he was still playing games with her. Really, this was going too far.]

...You're just completely mad, aren't you? That has to be it, because no sane person would think that servants were beings of 'pure magical energy'.

[There were few people who could be said to truly try her patience, and her tutor and advisor was one of them. Usually by this time the situation would have broken down to chasing him around the castle with a sword -- so long there was no one to see it -- with the old fox laughing and taunting her.

But she couldn't exactly do that here. Instead, Saber simply closed her eyes and summoned her armour once more in a sudden, bright flash of prana. At least she could make her displeasure known in her own way if he continued to toy with her. Her face was placid enough, but there was a tranquil fury underneath.]

Now then... as you were saying, Merlin?

[Merlin's eyes widened, and he stared at her]

You used magic!

[That was... definitely not the reaction she was expecting: laughing, taunting, disappearing, and daring her to find him. Was he still playing with her, or did he truly not know? Now she was a little more uncertain.]

Yes... is it truly so unusual?

When Uther hates magic so much, it's not something you see often.

[Saber makes no effort to conceal her confused expression, though still subtle by normal standards. Most of her concentration is trying to make sense of all this.]

My father hated magic? That does not make any sense... he relied on magic to keep my birth a secret, among other things.

It's not like Uther's above using magic for himself and then condemning everyone else for using it, is it? [he could say more, about Ygraine and why she died, but Merlin isn't ever going to reveal that to anyone] And I don't see how you could have missed how much he hates magic after the Purge.

[Shaking her head slightly, she didn't completely disagree that such hypocrisy was possible, but there would have been some evidence.]

No, I am certain that had he outlawed magic, there would have been some record of such a law. Yet, I do not recall such in any of the scrolls within the archives.

[And again, there was a look of mixed surprise and confusion]

... Purge?

Or, maybe you're just completely mad and somehow managed to miss all of the people who were killed in the Purge. And all the other magic user's who have been executed since then.

[Why yes, Merlin is just a little bit snippy]

[Her eyes narrow, though not at him.]

I am certain there was neither a Purge nor a law. Moreover, if there had been any such law, I would have decreed it removed upon ascending the throne and the families of the victims recompensed.

[Admittedly, any compensation wouldn't have truly helped -- as she had already had to for other issues... but what was done could not be undone. A twinge of the familiar regret flickered across her features, but only for a fleeting moment. It couldn't be undone... not without the Grail.]

Ascended the...what?!

[Oh wait, he's playing games again, isn't he? Either that, or yet another trying to convince her that undoing one's past was a fool's errand.]

The Throne of Britain. You came to me after Uther had died and revealed the truth of my birth, and that the people would recognise me as the rightful heir if I kept my sex a secret and drew Caliburn from the ceremonial stone. That only I could quell the chaos following the death of the king.

[Fixes him with a hard stare, emotions roiling underneath.]

But you were wrong. It should have been another who became king in my stead. I failed to even save the people and the only way to undo that mistake is through the Grail. You cannot convince me that it is blasphemous, it is the only duty to Britain that I can fulfil.

The throne of...what? Do you mean Albion? [Merlin is raising his eyebrows at you, Saber[

You are mad. The only person who could unite Albion is Arthur.

[She frowned even more deeply now.]

Merlin, enough with these games, and cease calling me by that name.

[what is with you, you crazy lady]

I haven't called you by any name.

[Blast it you old pervert would you stop this nonsense already. All right, let's try a different method... even if it will probably only encourage him. or it would, if he was the same Merlin she knew. Unfortunately for her future stare of mind...]

Will you please cease referring to me as Arthur, at the very least? I have not needed to use that name since I died and I would prefer not to dwell on it when I have more pressing matters to concern myself with.

You? You think you're Arthur?

[Merlin pauses]

You actually think you're Arthur?

[Of all of the strange things Merlin had experience, this...somehow managed to top all of them]

Right. Well, you're definitely mad. Now if you don't mind me, I'm going to go now. To somewhere else. [he points over to a nearby door] The dorms are through there.

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[Either he's insisting on being a jerkass or else he must have hit his head]

That is the name that you told me I should be known as to the people. As uncouth as it would be to suggest that you've lost certain faculties over the long years, I can think of no other reason for you to forget so easily.

[She planted one hand on her hip as she gave him her best annoyed, displeased stare. He was probably enjoying it, but perhaps obliquely suggesting he'd lost his edge might get her point across.]

And no doubt those are the men's dormitories.

[Going in a different direction partly just to spite him but also because that's the sort of thing Merlin would do for entertainment]

[And now she apparently thinks that Merlin told her to go by this name. When he's never seen her before in his life.

Yes, she was definitely mad.

But now she was gone, so Merlin just left in the opposite direction, glad at least that she was gone now]

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/is horrible. HORRIBLE

/JOINS YOU IN BEING HORRIBLE

LEAVE NO BRAIN LEFT UNBORKEN!!!

/EVIL LAUGHS FOREVER

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