Call Me Out Meme!

[dreamofpast]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[croigaiscioch]

...Well now. This takes me back.

[To be frank, he was prepared for anything. From Diarmuid's despair at seeing him to his former knights despising him.

But, this takes his bad luck to a whole new level.

Clearly, a Lancer tends to have the worst luck of them all.]

[chroimilis]

... Well, I know of your weakness, yet you know not a thing of my own. [ Grainne's too amused at the predicament. ] Shall we skip the pleasantries and get right to the battle then?

Or will you play the fool by asking me to ally with you?

[croigaiscioch]

Oh, I knew that there will be no way for me to persuade you.

[He is going to get his... spear okay. Just in case this is an ambush.]

After all, he is still the only one you loved, right?

[chroimilis]

[ She doesn't shudder in fear of the man pulling his weapon. No, fear was long gone. It was present every moment of her life as they ran hand in hand; with every glance over her shoulder and every slight movement witnessed in the corner of her vision. That had been fear itself and it wretched her heart into a miniscule organ, surrounding itself with impenetrable ice that no man could shatter.

Save for the one standing just a few yards away.

It takes her by surprise when he asks a question she has no choice in answering. In all honesty, he had prepared for an ambush and delivered one unto her. ]

I--why do you ask questions that you do not wish to know the answer to!?

[croigaiscioch]

Mo lennán, you have clearly not known the extent of the despair I experienced ever since you left. Call it curiosity, call it madness, I do not care anymore.

[Not using his Noble Phantasm, that'd be too risky, and draining as well for his Master. Perhaps that is why he is using what seems to be a mockery of his favored spear as another level of identity concealment. Ah, if only he is able to apologize for this, but it had been his Master's Command Spell to engage any and all combatants that he sees into a duel to the death.

He can't lose.

Not even to the woman before him, who broke and healed his heart at the same time.]

[chroimilis]

Then speak of this despair, mo mhuirnín.

[ The term of affection may be meant to confuse him or to turn the odds in her favor, Either way, she stands by it with a look that shows her own pain. There's not a weapon to be seen in her hand, but she's here as a Servant.

So that means she's powerful enough to face off against him.
It doesn't mean she's worthy enough to defend against his attacks though. ]

If you must know, I feared being alone. [ It's easy to admit it now. Their past was history and couldn't be changed, so there's no harm in exposing herself. ] I thought you would die of poor health due to your age and I would be left with no one to love me.

[croigaiscioch]

Then let us speak afte-

[His sentence was cut off.

'I order you as the Master of Lancer.

Kill.'

...Ah. So his Master saw it fit for him to go ahead and order him to kill her. The restriction of a Command Spell was felt as his body refused to go against his order, spear readied to pierce through her heart.]

I am afraid that it'd have to wait until either one of us falls.

[chroimilis]

You were never eager for the blood of a lady to taint the ground. [ Unmoving, she just watches him, the woman unable to waiver even when facing a great threat. ] If you seek it so much, then come and take it from me.