video 💎 un: Tohsaka Rin

[defenceless]

[the video opens to display the... somewhat incriminating desk of one rin tohsaka. are those vials and knives? yes, those are vials and knives. a few of the vials contain weird-colored liquids but don’t think about it too much.

apparently this is no reason for a tiny cygnet not to be hopping all over everywhere, chirping happily and nibbling away at a slice of apple rin holds between chopsticks. the gray downy baby swan wears a black collar inlaid with beautiful amethysts and diamonds. lazily leaning her cheek onto her hand, she speaks.]

I’ve developed a means of repelling that godawful holiday plant and withering any sprigs of mistletoe in your immediate vicinity. Simply state clearly,

"Verkümmern, Mistel."

And they’ll die. The catalyst for the enchantment has been sprinkled all across Chantes, so the spell should work wherever you are. Just don’t say the words wrong; I can’t be held responsible for what might happen, in that case.

[r.i.p. thirst. anyway, rin reveals a strange object that those more modern-familiar in alastair will recognize as a bedazzler gun.]

Now, then.

[rin sets down the apple (much to baby swan's dismay!) and calls to the servant carrying a tea tray behind her.]

Archer.

[a tall man in black armor and a pink apron glances over his shoulder. only his back is visible.

she spins her finger, gesturing for him to turn around. he does so with a rather impressive line face. there's a sword bedazzled out of shiny silver rhinestones stuck right to the front of his apron, just at chest level. rin faces the network again.]

Can anyone tell me what this [she lifts up the bedazzler gun and frowns in disgust/confusion.] is? The designs it creates are awfully tacky.

((OOC: The mistletoe-deactivating spell words will actually work, per discussion with the mods! Feel free to do whatever you want with it. Archer may reply to some tags/threads in this post.))

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[anti_altruisms]

[ Archer looks skeptical. ]

Do you.

[babbylon]

Indeed.

[This could go on for a while...]

[anti_altruisms]

[ It really could considering Archer seems more inclined to hang up than talk at the moment.

He doesn't have patience for games. ]

[babbylon]

[And Gilgamesh seems to have caught on to that. He grins, wagging his finger.]

It concerns the safety of your Master.

[anti_altruisms]

[ A shadow passes over Archer's face, and his eyes narrow -- a cold, unwavering gaze. ]

The safety of my Master is none of your concern.

[babbylon]

Correct. It's yours, isn't it? So you might consider giving it some more thought.

[Gilgamesh's own gaze is equally flinty. He'd cut down both of them himself, but... this is going to require a bit more finesse than originally planned.]

More specifically, what you're willing to exchange to ensure it.

[anti_altruisms]

[ Oh, this is rich. ]

You ask what I would be willing to exchange, and yet if I made the same overture with regards to your own Master, you would laugh in my face.

[ Which he isn't, by the way. Rin has ordered him to stand down for the time being, but it isn't off the table as far as he's concerned. ]

I have no reason to want to bargain with you.

[ Especially not when he's still angry. ]

[babbylon]

I would laugh regardless.

[Which is true. The whole situation is utterly laughable.]

And stew for as long you'd like, by all means. But you have every reason to bargain with me if you wish to avoid any repeat incidents.

[anti_altruisms]

[ Archer doesn't answer.

He simply glowers for a moment before cutting the feed. ]

[babbylon]

[He predicted as much. He'll just leave one last incriminating message in Archer's inbox while he's at it, just to get the last word in.]

Keep barking, little dog.

You cannot protect her forever.