#souleclipsed

     ARASH WAS THE KIND of Servant who was always forthcoming with his Masters, and so he thought it best to let Yuna know ahead of time the limitations she would face in having summoned him rather than another Servant. He could handle most with just his bow and the skills he had, but at the same time, if there was a clash of Noble Phantasms, he would be at a disadvantage. After all, he only had one shot. It would ensure victory in most cases, but at the cost of his own life as a result. To most, that perhaps classified him as a useless Servant in comparison to others, yet even still...it was all he had. 

four headcanons; no longer accepting || @souleclipsed

☀  Though they bicker, their bickering is not as frequent as it used to be. Perhaps because they both reached a kind of understanding in regards to one another? This is not to say that misunderstandings do not happen, for that would be a monumental lie. It is just that they are willing to work together with some compromises here and there. Yuna comprehends that there are some things that Ozy will not bend on due to who he is and what he represents which makes things easier. He is her Servant, and he has shown to trust her judgement / feel fondness towards her, but ultimately, he is a king.

☀  Yuna respects Ozy’s advice, so if he offers something strategically, she listens to what he has to say. After all, it is he who has been on the battlefield before whereas Yuna has and never will experience such a thing outside of a Holy Grail War. On her end, she will gather information about enemy Masters so that he can properly put together a plan if they choose to attack first, and even in some cases, he will plan ahead for when they choose to attack HIM first. The latter is rare, though. Most Masters are aware that he is dangerous, so they are not enthused about starting a fight with him or Yuna.

☀  Ozy fights for Yuna’s wish despite feeling her dream to end the Holy Grail War is a futile one. As long as there is a means to call forth Heroic Spirits from the Throne of Heroes, there will always be conflict for self-interest. Yuna learns this later when she summons him again for another war, yet even with this in mind, her dream has not changed. Despite not remembering her, there is respect felt from the Rider towards her wholly foolish way of thinking. It makes him wonder if perhaps it is possible --- if perhaps she will find a way. Her determination impresses him.

He didn’t quite know whether to be concerned or not; all he knew was that the air felt heavy, the shadows lingering a bit too dark. Even flickering candle lights seemed to shiver uneasy, an eager surge of magic prickling instinctively beneath his skin.

              « 神秘 » Ah.

            Crimson bleeds from his being, staining the amethyst insignia upon his arms. The power he had sealed away granting him a heartbeat once more. Consciousness resurfaces as a blade sinks into his chest. It draws blood, but only the tiniest of drops. For he has no more blood to lose. He begins to register the buzzing of panicked voices and an inability to move. It’s not difficult to deduce the details of his current...predicament. 

             “...”

            The world moves in slow motion, as golden lashes part to reveal gold. Gold is thought to be the colour of the sun, but it is by no means merciful. Anger boils within him, yet only his thirst for lifeblood spills out. His bloodlust is raw and suffocating, even for him. Bodies drop around him, and soon he is the only conscious being. Oh how the tables have turned--the thought of a fool. Luckily, his anger is not directed at these morons trying to unravel the secrets of his biology. It is at himself and his own arrogance, the sole reasons why he could have ended up here. 

            Still, with irritation and instinct the only things keeping him conscious, he had no choice but to replenish what he had lost. His bindings are quickly discarded and focus shifts to finding a source of blood. He had no taste for the blood of fools. Despite his dilemma, his pride would not still not allow him to dine on just any being. A quick glance at his surroundings revealed a concerning fact, ten years had passed since his last memory. How slovenly of him to sleep for a decade. He ought to do better to avoid experiencing anymore ‘arrogance-induced naps’.

            Now then, it appears he had no choice to subject an innocent stranger to an ordeal he would not wish upon others. Curse this constitution that did not allow his thirst to be satisfied by any other than those of divine or vampire blood...or those his heart had acknowledged...Anyhow, he needed to make himself presentable, regardless of what society is like now. He doesn’t need a mirror to know that his wounds from the war that had taken his kingdom had reopened. They always do, when his left eye turns a vengeful gold. But his priority now is not to languish about a past long gone, but present time.

            Relying on one’s instinct is ill-advised at times like these, yet he had little choice. He closes his eyes and let his mind find an individual suitable for his purposes. A thought occurs to him. One he instantly wishes he had not conjured from the depths. When he opens his eyes once more, he sees the figure of a woman. A woman he had once been very familiar with.

            “Yuna?”

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Raskreia had not realized that Yuna was so heavily invested into chairs. Did she want to try spinning on one? She would have thought that her friend would already be aware as to this strange ritual humans partook in, especially in an office sitting. However, the next word that followed, ‘kissing’, had stopped the Lord in her tracks.

Hmm... that’s not right.

❝ The act of kissing is reserved solely between people in a courtship or otherwise deeper romantic relationship. What does dating have to do with that, Yuna...? ❞ That was concerning. Did humans suddenly add another action in addition to spinning in chairs, going shopping, eating food, and sparring? God, the human world and its changes was going too fast for the Lord to even process all the minuscule details. If such an intimate act was involved in a casual relationship, how should she take it?

Bond level

bond level || accepting

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Their first impression of your muse:

❝My first impression was not unfavorable. She was the standard Master to me, so I held no real opinion of her save that she greeted me as she should a sovereign. Yuna came across as rather distant -- professional, I suppose is the better word. She came across as proud and rather stubborn even back then, although I was not aware just how stubborn she could truly be. Regardless, she would listen to my advice. I have far more experience with war than she does, after all.❞

Current impression:  

She has grown considerably from where she was. She is still quite proud and that clashes with me as her Servant sometimes, but as I said before, Yuna is willing to look upon her behavior and actions and enact change if necessary. That is a good thing and takes far more character than most would allow. She does has her moments were she aggravates me to no end. Once she grew angry at me because I told her to stay within her residence while she was healing from an injury, so she took that as me being difficult and wishing to trap her inside rather than me thinking strategically. Thankfully situations like this are far and few and our relationship is a stable one.❞

Are they attracted to your muse?:  

❝Mm...I suppose I find Yuna's growth as both a Master and as a person to be intriguing, but I cannot say that is attraction. Not in that way at least.❞

Something they find frightening about your muse:

❝Nothing in particular. I suppose her one track mind can be frightening if you are an enemy. Once she sets her eyes upon a foe, her intent to incapacitate them through any means necessary shows how deadly she can be.❞

Something they find adorable about your muse:  

❝....❞ He tilted his head, hand lifting so he could tap a finger against his chin in thought. Ah, that was a hard question to answer. Yuna? Adorable? He could not even pinpoint a moment where he thought this. ❝Come back ask me at a later date.❞

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:  

❝Yuna has much to live for, so perhaps. How disappointing it would be to have watched all these changes within her, just to see it all be for nothing in the end. No, no, I could not allow that to transpire.❞

Would my muse go on a date with yours? platonic/romantic:  

❝She does seem like the type to care for things like this. Platonic ‘dates’ just seem like the usual spending time with another. I do not see why such a thing would require a label of some time other than...what is that thing that people in this era say? Hanging out?❞

One word my muse would use to describe yours:  

❝Stubborn.❞

Would my muse slap yours if they could?:

❝If she was about to make a foolish choice that would cost her life and refused to listen to any reason I attempted to show her, then yes. I doubt that will ever be an issue, however. As said before, our relationship is a stable one and she does listen to me more.❞

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: