#lordofexecution

my immediate mental image was bryn with both of her arms wrapped around fgo and extravlad all ‘my boiz >:)’ and then apovlad is hanging dead in the corner on her spear, rip))

       “Restocked?!”

       Who said there was a STOCK in the first place? His Servant was not supposed to gorge himself with wine and treat this like some mini vacation. Not on his pitiful funds, anyway. Fearful to peek into his – much lighter – wallet, Waver barely opened it before noticing a few of the larger bills were missing, knowing full well where it had been spent.

⚔     This man dressed well and had the mannerisms of someone of estate. She did not know who he was. He gave the impression of a king or perhaps a very powerful nobleman. She had encountered these men in Europe. From one end of the Byzantine Empire to the other end of the Roman Empire, there were men like this one, though unlike those soft-bellied men who hid behind armies, this one was better at giving the impression of power. 

         Another Servant. Another obstacle. It did not matter who he was.

Her words were curt and short, and although her expression leaned towards the fiercer side by default, there was no malicious intent in her tones. She was simply stating fact.

❀ "We don’t know if there are or aren’t any survivors... But I cannot leave like this, and have the possibility of having left someone out there to die!” Lily wouldn’t budge from her spot, refusing to move even one step away from the edges of the explosion.

“If you wish to stay back, then so be it--I will not drag you with me. However, I will be going in myself. I could never have peace of mind if I were to leave like this...” Summoning her sword into her hands once more, she gave a slight nod to the other servant. 

“I will try to find whatever is blocking the signals, and see if I can find anyone else. If I do not return in...” She gave a slight pause as she tried to think of how long to give herself. It wouldn’t do any good to hold him here waiting for her, but she also didn’t want to limit herself too greatly. No matter what she did, she’d be fighting against time. She could already feel her hands beginning to shake as she tried to work up the courage to begin her search. The likelihood of her actually making progress in this mess was small. The chance of her returning was even smaller.

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DRAKULYA’S FGO VLAD.

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS:  💗💗💗💗 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)FRIENDSHIP LEVEL:  💗💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)SEXUAL DESIRE:  💔 (wanting to have sex with them)ROMANTIC INTENT:  💔 (hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

✕    “Vlad is my closest friend of all! I love him dearly; he is a good man… I can spend an entire quiet afternoon with him and never tire of his company. I would be terribly broken-hearted if he abandoned me…”

    “Denounce my name. Take it away!  but leave me with Berserker rather than’ fiend.’ ”

    The tarnished prince chuffed a response,shoulders stiff from holding back a snarl. Arms folded and hands hidden in the crooks of his arms,they grasped for the fabric.  Apprehension? Anger? lumped in his throat. How could any answer satisfy his pride?

       His voice was low, as if  the volume would ease his struggle over the topic.    “ I claim existence by nothing else but the sum of your actions– the actions of the man subjected against his will and betrayed by his own selfish appetite.  I exist only as so far as he realizes himself– separate of parasite but not without disease. ”

Not without Dracula.     He lifted his gaze, glaring  with a mix of accusation and a plea for understanding.     “Have you learned anything at all from that war?”

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The man is menacing, towering over her small frame of 156 centimeters and she has to swallow and calm her nerves before she can speak.

He oozes power and a part of Sakura suspects that he will not appreciate her offer but... there’s no choice. Sakura will not participate in a war that she does not wish to be in. She’ll give the role to Shinji.