001; Sword of Fate

[emptysword]

[Action; Palace District]
[...Well, chaotic introductions aside, Shirou had been spending his time wandering around and getting a grip to this place as he just tried to get a fact through his head: That he's not home anymore and that he's actually fighting for the sake of his own world. But... to Shirou, what's even more worrying was the presence of certain individuals here. Ilyasviel von Einzbern and Kiritsugu Emiya. The former he knew was never a combatant of any sorts, and he quickly found out that this one is from another world where she's... a magical girl.

That one's still hard to swallow.

Kiritsugu Emiya, though. Is a different thing entirely. The man's his father, and he looked pretty much ready to keel over from whatever was ailing him before his death. Not only that, it appeared that he... had given up on living? Whatever that was, he knows that right now, there are two people that he needs to make sure of their safety.

In any case, Shirou is now just wandering around, a thoughtful face in place rather than his usual gentle one.]


[Video]
This place's really interesting, isn't it? It's totally different from my hometown, I guess. What about you guys? How different is this place from the one you're from?

Oh, and my name is Shirou Emiya. Pleased to meet you all.

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

Huh? Do you know me?

[He's quite sure this kid wasn't around during the Grail War.]

[emptysword]

...yeah, did you hit your head or something Lancer?

[...Seriously dude.]

[puppy_lancer]

No. Wait, yes, maybe.

[Because he probably did hit it a few times when trying to pilot those planes in the opening battle.]

But all my memories are intact.

[emptysword]

...Strange, but I really do remember you facing against that golden guy.

[Second Magic, thy name is confusion.]

[puppy_lancer]

You saw one of my fights against Archer?

[And then he realizes what must have happened to this kid.]

Um...he's here too. Look, if you run into him, don't get too scared. I can't believe I'm speaking in his defense, but it wasn't anything personal. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[If Archer hadn't killed him, Lancer would have.]

Frankly, I'm kinda glad he got to you first. Saves me the time and the the disgust factor.

[emptysword]

...Seriously?

[There's just this lineface look when he realized something.]

...You look younger than you were.

[puppy_lancer]

Yeah. I'm a hero, so I don't really like killing innocent bystanders. But rules are rules, and people who see us Servants usually have to die. I don't think the rule is in effect here, though. So no hard feelings, kid.

[He blinks and runs his fingers through his unkempt hair.]

...Really? Haven't felt myself get younger. I guess Misaya might have summoned me a little younger than I'd usually look. Probably because she didn't want a guy old enough to be her dad hanging around her.

[He can't help but give a wistful smile at the thought of his Master.]

[emptysword]

...

[Wow, deja vu much? But that line about his Master was actually the one that sealed the deal and lit up Shirou's never-used lightbulb.]

...You're not the Lancer from my War, apparently.

[puppy_lancer]

...Dammit. Is this another alternate universe?

[He thought it had been bad enough with Saber.]

So...kid, are you a Servant or a Master? Or were you just the innocent bystander all along?

[emptysword]

A Master, but that was in the past.

[/shrug.]

[puppy_lancer]

[Yeah, definitely alternate universe.]

What, did you lose your Servant or something?

[emptysword]

...She left after the War ended.

[...that... was a sore spot okay.]

[puppy_lancer]

Oh.

[He looks a little guilty now that he's hit a soft spot.]

Uh...the War. It...went successfully in your world, didn't it? I mean, there was a winner and everything.

[emptysword]

...Sort of, the Grail was destroyed at the end of the war.

[puppy_lancer]

Sounds likes a good decision. Thing was dirtier than an unflushed public toilet.

[And so much worse in terms of destructive potential.]

What about the other Masters?