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[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{The man that appears on the Plane is no ordinary man. The first thing that you would likely notice is just how big of a person he is--seven feet tall, at least, and muscular from head to toe. The second thing would be his clothing. It's unmistakably Greek ancient armor and clothing.

But enough about that.

Because this very large person has just been pulled from one battle into what he thinks is another. But, surprisingly, he crosses his arms with a hearty laugh}

Ha! I wouldn't expect you to be so quick, Caster! But this is more to my liking! You decided not to bring Saber or Archer, or even my Master, so we can have a true battle, face to face!

{And he waits...but no Caster. So instead he looks around }

The setting could use some work, though. So, with a realm like this, who are you really, Caster? Aurvandil, perhaps? I could respect a Norse warrior, but this battle is already won!

{...and still nothing. So Rider uncrosses his arms to scratch his head}

Hm, perhaps this is a more unique Noble Phantasm than I thought. I don't even feel any prana here. Well, then! Come out, any who may be here! Certainly there are those who lay wait in this odd darkness!

Comments

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I couldn't have asked for a better army to follow me. If not for them, I doubt I would have received my fame!

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

[aww]

No wonder they like you.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Well, I know the importance of good relations with my men! Such is the Spartan way, and the way that I learned.

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

I thought the Spartan way was a bit more brutal?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Only against enemies! Amongst our own, we are brothers!

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

But you're from Macedon, not Sparta.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

But my first tutor was King Leonidas. I was educated in the Spartan way!

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

The Battle of Thermopylae guy?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Indeed, one and the same.

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

[realizing that this means that Alexander's tutor, your know, is dead]

Uhm, sorry for your loss.

[wait, Alexander is dead]

[dammit, this is complicated!]

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{Laughs, cheerfully}

No, you need not feel sorrow on my behalf! The way he died, it was an honor! I would have rather died on the battlefield than by illness, myself.

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

No Valhalla for you? Sorry, wrong mythology. But can you die again? If that isn't a completely terrible question to ask.

[maybe it is, but Martha will keep asking questions anyway]

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Hm...I don't know! I hadn't really thought about it!

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

If you're fighting a war, you probably should think about asking.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

If you think of death on the battlefield, though, you'll find it much harder to fight. So! I'll just suppose that I can, and that's good enough.

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

Fair enough, I guess. I'd be worrying about it until I knew the answer, though.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Certainly! I couldn't expect it of everyone.

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

It's not that I'm afraid or anything. But, I mean, what if I'm suddenly able to be killed by---bees or cheese or something else that couldn't hurt me before? It's better to know.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Are you worried of being slain by those things?

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

After the sixth time a mutant sponge tries to attack you, you do get a bit cautious.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Ha, a sponge! That hardly seems threatening even if it were to attack you! And how would a sponge pose a threat?

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

Do you know how much of a human is actually water? It was trying to dehydrate me to death!