#alteredcore

     ❝...❞ What as he supposed to do with this?! Why did the OTHER Arthur always bring him these things like some cat murdering a bird and dumping it on your doorstep? Actually, why were Alters like this in general? He had questions. ❝Truly flattering. Just place it on the counter.❞ He wasn’t going to do anything with this bleeding heart! He would just leave it there and maybe Jack would find it---

       The Caster is already seething and ready to shove one of those books right up his  —         “You arse! Idiot! Pick those up right now! Fucking shit. I had those organized for     when I wanted to read them and research! Do you expect me to pick them up myself?” 

Smol:  OMG STOP ITS MEANT FOR SWORDS NOT ARMS 

“Something you want? There’s food in the kitchen, unless you’re asking to be fed like a child.”

Sips quietly while staring at him. 

      “ Indeed. It isn’t any of my business. ” That tone he cooed didn’t sound so promising. He’ll remember this the next time they’re on a mission together again.

“Nope! I am gonna talk your ear off until you say sorry to that assassin. King teddy bear.”

     “You are... A version of me.” Though clearly one that has been corrupted by the grail or some kind of dark magic. Though if he is here was likely also under contract and thus isn’t a threat at the very least,  “Such a stern expression you have.”