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[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{There's an impressive display when everyone's favorite conqueror comes to the Plane. Though he may not have a magus's skill in detecting Masters or Servants, Rider is fairly confident that neither are on the Plane. So, letting his Noble Phantasm dissipate there and rest while battling Caster's familiars is a good idea, considering the fact that Rider was, surprisingly, not having the best luck fighting them.

Rider appears with his noble chariot, complete with the two bulls pulling it. Their hooves only stamped briefly against the floor of the plane, sending out spurts of violet lightning filled with an enormous amount of magical energy. Rider quickly dismisses both the chariot and the bulls, looking annoyed and heading for the bar while grumbling. Rather loudly.}

What terrible luck! I never had such bad luck in my mortal life, and it is unheard of as a Servant. Caster's familiars should be quick work, not a problem! Bah, Waver will think that I've become rusty! They should only be a minor inconvenience, a minor issue, at the most!

Feh. A drink, perhaps, shall restore some of the luck that I've lost! At the very least, it shall restore my spirits.

{Alexander the Great loves his drinking, after all}

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[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Did someone mention love of drinking? Sebastian Flyte is happily imbibing a bottle of Pernod-Ricard Perrier-Jouët as he sorts through the other bottles, setting aside certain ones on the table]

I wish I had a chariot like that. It would make it so much easier to take trips into the country.

[lamb_of_gold]

Misfortune?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Found that chariot rather interesting] That must be a rather interesting way to get around.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{D: where are my notifications}

Ha, would it? It would do little good, though, since it is a chariot built for battle.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Merely poor luck as of late.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Hardly. I do not use it to get around, since it uses too much energy. It is for battle, and battle only.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Even more interesting, and also familiar sounding] So it's a weapon. Where did it disappear to? Something that big isn't exactly easy to hide.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Rider drunk your notifs under the table]

Would that stop it from going into the country? Though I suppose it may have difficulty with the roads, or perhaps the roads would have difficulty with it.

[Sebastian offers his hand to Rider with a smile] Sebastian Flyte. How do you do?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I would imagine the road! The divine bulls are not suited for terrain.

{Shakes it enthusiastically}

Well enough, well enough! If only mu luck would improve, I could say excellent. I am Rider, though you would likely know me better as Alexander III of Macedon!

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

It is made of magic. It dissipates at my will.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian is smiling back despite his hand getting an enthusiastic shake from a small giant]

It's a pleasure to meet you.

[waaaaaait for it]

Which Alexander is that?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

It's that easy for you? No magic rings or special spells needed?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Hmm, you do not know? Alexander the Great, my boy! But perhaps you are from another world and have not heard of me...What a pity that would be!

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Not for I; instead, the one that summoned me is the one that is affected by such things.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Wait...summoned you? You aren't human?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

The conqueror? Oh, I didn't expect you'd have red hair. Or a magical vanishing chariot. I suppose the red hair isn't too surprising, as I seem to recall there being a lot of red headed people in the Iliad. I haven't read that in so long. Would you like a glass of this champagne?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{Laughs}

No, no thank you. I shall take a hearty mead instead. But you are surprised by my hair more than anything else? What a curious young man!

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Technically, I am no longer. My Master mentioned that a Servant is somewhere between a ghost and a God, so there's that. But I am human in heart and mind, so what else matters?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

'Between a ghost and a God', huh? So I guess that makes you beyond human really.

[But then he grins] But I can't argue with the mind and heart being a lot more important than that. With all the strange things I've seen here, I guess I shouldn't be that surprised by what people are anymore. There are bigger things to worry about.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Ought I be surprised by anything else? [digging up a bottle of mead as he smokes] I like to call mead 'honey wine.' It sounds nicer, though I can see why you'd prefer the other word for it. I always love mulled mead at Christmas. You wouldn't celebrate that, though, would you? [he offers the bottle to Rider] This is morat. It has mulberries in it. And I think there's a very strong one somewhere in that row. [points] I'm afraid I haven't seen any from Macedon or Greece, but there are quite a few from Poland.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

I did not as a mortal, and I still do not, but I know of it! An interesting holiday, though I wonder about how it came to be what it is in the modern day. We had our winter festivals, but that was hardly a celebration of a Messiah's birthday.

{Rider just starts to drink from the bottle} But this is good indeed! Ha, even if many things have progressed, alcohol is one thing that I do not mind sampling through the years.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Indeed! But it is not of consequence either way. I only wish to drink away some of my bad luck.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I must admit, your majesty, I'm quite surprised you've become a saint.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Bah, two things in that sentence that I don't like! You don't need to call me "your majesty," for one. That's too formal! Just Rider is fine!

And second, I would have no say in such a matter. There's nothing saintly about my conquests!

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[as he considers this, he enjoys his lovely Turkish cigarette]

[after his pondering:]

Are you a spirit, then?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Something like that! Servants are somewhere in between ghosts and Gods!

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I'm not very familiar with the hierarchy of otherworldly beings, so I'm afraid I'm not quite certain where you to put you, but it doesn't really much matter, does it?

[sipping that bub make me stop listening to this album]

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

{haha, no :D}

Not at all! But to give you an idea, that chariot and their bulls, they were made of pure magic.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[perfectly oblivious]

Is pure magic very hard to come by?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

...{Laughs uproariously}

I suppose in a sense, it is!

[lamb_of_gold]

How unfortunate. I don't suppose you've picked up a Tarot card?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[he smiles, still amused but a bit bemused as he doesn't know why it was so funny]

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Do not concern yourself with it. As I've noticed, there are few here, if any at all, that possess any magic at all. I suppose it is rare.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Would it be less rare in the world between ghosts and God?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

It is still fairly rare, actually. Magic used to be common in my time, but it has disappeared as time has gone on.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I didn't realize. I thought all the magic in The Odyssey was mythic, not real.

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, that was all quite real! There was certainly exaggeration, but such is the poet's craft.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

It's the great charm of poetry.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Fair enough. That's one of the good things about the Plane..free drinks from any place you can think of!