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ooc :: finally sent out those asks for the inbox call from months ago! 

#.tbd #// i've been thinking about lancer!mordred a lot ;; #rawrs

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Mordred by artist 肉の心 (@nikunosinn)

#ooc.gallery #mordred.reflection

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Kinda just falls asleep here. No stabbing pls

Cue a long stare at her Father’s sleeping form, before a hand reaches out---to pull away the ribbon holding their golden locks in a bun. Miraculously her movements are almost silent as diligent hands straighten and tidy gold into two low ponytails, in stark contrast to her roars on the battlefield. It didn’t take long for her to finish.

“ Too easy. ”

Mordred nods, very proud of her work ( even though it was very messy and potentially lopsided ). 

#// making father look ridiculous is a+ revenge #kinglyduty #.answered

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"I've been told you have absolutely no idea how to strategize.. maybe you should, I don't know - pay me to help you."

“ Tch. My strategies work fine. ”

Despite her frown, she’s not wholly irritated by their comment. Only mildly offended. Charging headfirst into situations had been effective, her standing here right now was proof---albeit there were some close calls.

“ How about you tell me how you can be of aid to me, and then we can discuss payment? ”

Not that she had anything to pay the other with, aside from her respect ( and that was worth much more than gold ).

#// sorry this is super late! #periscorum #.answered

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Knife emoji

sword emoji > knife emoji.

#quality family bonding time ;) #kinglyduty #.answered

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"oh, hello, saber," says the archer, walking forward and kissing her forehead. "new hairstyle?" he says, not realizing the one before him is not altria. "it looks ... different."

“ … ”

The Knight's stare is blank, features frozen in a look of utter confusion. No part of her mind could properly process why a complete stranger would act so...affectionate towards her. This was her first time experiencing such a thing. She’d seen parents do the same with their children, however her own childhood was devoid of these things. Not that she was complaining...

A minute passes, then two, before she finally speaks.

“ Huh? ”

Clearly thinking time had not resolved anything, Mordred had been rendered completely unable to comprehend or react. She could just cut him down, yet that seemed oddly unreasonable for this situation. Whatever could she do?

#mortalshinobi #.answered #// this is super late but omg Archer.

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You are not a second choice. You are important and should only settle for first. Nothing less.

#mordred.musings

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motherfuckingredsaber:

“That is a question I wish I knew the answer for.” Now that she had actually met the Saber she could not draw it as anything else but a mix up in titles. They both wore red but that was not something that should confuse anyone.

"There’s no point in worrying about it now then.”

Red was her favourite colour and it looked great on the other Saber too, so she had no issues. If they were a great warrior as well then the Knight had no bounds about sharing a similar title.

“Just call me Mordred, um...what’s your name again?”

#motherfuckingredsaber #motherfuckingredsaber.01 #v.chaldea

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maluspuerum:

he’d been thrown across a room by a servant before, he should’ve been used to this — however, the fact remained that he was on the ground & the servant was still standing — ❛ you servants have a ridiculous amount of strength, you do know that, right ? normal people don’t hold up well if you do stuff like that — ❜

The guy had a point, but it didn’t change the fact he was still sprawled on the ground. Wherever would he be if an enemy had hit him with the intention to maim or kill?

“How about I train you? To be able to stand your ground a little better.”

She didn’t mind protecting her Master when necessary, which was not every single second of the day.

#maluspuerum #maluspuerum.01 #v.hgw

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wroughtironhero:

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     My Master and Miss Kyrielight have ventured off in search of another lead on this “M” character apparently behind the fog blighting this town, Dr. Jekyll choosing to accompany them.  It still baffles me to think it but, I can rely on Caster to look after my underclassmen and keep the good doctor’s more dangerous impulses in check.

               And should the Witch of Betrayal live up to her title once more, El Draque and Heracles are more than capable of pacifying her before she can accomplish anything of note.

      That leaves the worryingly empty apartment at 221B Baker Street to myself and the Knight of Treachery.  Well, the horde of Casters are hidden away in the Library, but their neuroses leave me confident they would not venture outside the room given any choice in the matter.  I’ve remained behind to look over and meditate on the clues presented to us.  As for Sir Mordred, I don’t pretend to follow her logic.

     The red knight wanders around the living area, inspecting the various ornaments that decorate the place.  I sit in the Great Detective’s recliner, my fist pressed against my open palm, staring a hole into the wall across from me.  It’s the best means I’ve devised of preventing myself from driving a sword into her heart and twisting the blade.  As far as I can tell right now, it’s not working.

     I’m a Guardian, a defender of humanity in all aspects, even more so as part of Chaldea’s Grand Order.  We’re here to restore human history to its rightful state and isolate this singularity from the Time Axis.  Whoever helps us accomplish that is our ally, regardless of their history.  I should be professional enough to look past personal grievances and focus on getting the job done.

     The problem is, I’m not.

     Quite suddenly, I rise from my seat and make my way to the red knight’s side.  Placing a hand on one of her armor’s pauldrons, I ensure I have her attention with a disturbingly calm whisper.

     “I knew your father as a woman.  If you intend to learn any more, you’ll follow me outside, now.”

     Without waiting for her, I turn and walk out of the apartment, into the smog covered streets of the city.

To be summoned into the land of her birth, where her Father’s kingdom had once stood, yet was no longer recognisable to the Knight had left her endlessly curious. She’d been out in the streets dealing with all the disturbances so this was just about the first time she’s had time to take a good look around the house that was their headquarters. However, she was tapped and called upon by the Archer who had remained behind with her. A man of few words, but he too wore red like her, so he shouldn’t be a bad guy, right?

While the mention of her Father saw a narrow of eyes, the frown on her features was caused by the confusion from his words. He had met her father? Here? Did he mean the one that had been with Chaldea? She had seen them but the Master had told her about them. Of course she wanted to challenger them right away, but they’d all been busy.

She followed them into the streets, the cold air and fog all too familiar. So much for having a break from this dreary sight. 

“ What did you want, Archer? You sound really serious. ”

Studying Scarlet

#wroughtironhero #wroughtironhero.01 #v.singularity [ london ] #// sorry for the slowness! thanks for the lovely starter!

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モードレッド

#ooc.gallery #mordred.reflection

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what's your opinion on sex

“ It’s something two people who share a close bond of respect and trust do. I mean, it has to involve both physical and emotional pleasure, and not be done out of duty or trickery. ”

Why was she being asked about this? She’s never even thought about this subject, even upon reading about it in books a very long time ago.

#// she'd be such a fiercely passionate lover but what is love?? #.nsfw mention #masked ones :: anon #.answered

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"Are you not hot in there? I am sure there is something we could do to quench that thirst."

“ ... ”

Yes, it was boiling, it felt like she was practically melting. But, she was resolved to keeping her armour on for some stubborn reason, at least unless convinced otherwise.

“ And what would that be, huh? ”

Even she could tell that Assassin was implying something, even though she wasn’t quite sure what.

#// i'm LOL #she is as dense as a rock #depraved-beauty #.answered

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"What's your love advice to aspiring young knights in training?"

“ ...Love advice? ”

She’s stunned, confused and completely unsure of what the question meant. Rather, why someone would ask her about love of all things. Did she look like she knew what that was?

“ Why would you ask me for love advice?? You don’t become a knight for love... ”

Unless it was a love for the ideal knight, an illusion.

#// mordred: what is this love you speak of? #masked ones :: anon #.answered

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"Does Mordred have any sauce?"

“ I’ve got a sword, no sauce. ”

And she wasn’t afraid to use it if something weird came her way.

#ic.crack #// i'm confused????? XD #masked ones :: anon #.answered

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Blows a kiss @

Puts on full armour.

#depravedbeauty #// imagine mordred and semiramis in the desert and mordred's just there in full armour #how to defeat the Saber of Red: overheating #depraved-beauty #.answered

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ooc :: thinking about alternate classes for mordred and the majority of them are questionable.

archer: whacks people with her bow majority of the time, but is actually a great shot when it comes down to it. caster: Mordred...but she’s learnt magic from Morgan. assassin: Mysterious Heroine M anyone? berserker: wild and difficult to appease, especially in the presence of ‘Arthurs’. the true fury of a dragon.

#// one day i can have au verses here. #i'm actually keen on developing caster!verse since her view on arthur would be different #ooc.text