It’s fun to call Jason ‘captain’, either teasing or otherwise, mostly because of this reaction. “More boat puns, hm? That sounds like text from a greeting card.” He’s amused. “Don’t go around advertising that, though! I’m trying to be a weak old man, here. Most of the time.”
“Weak old man?” Wait... He may not have been involved with Hektor at all in life, but... “That Achilles is Peleus’s son, right? Who was one of my Argonauts? And Achilles was old enough to kill you in Troy...”
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romantic relationships !
💘 friends to lovers
❣️ enemies to lovers
💜 love at first sight
💙 slow burn
💚 skinny love
💔 exes to lovers again
🖤 on again , off again
☀️ best friends
🌦 enemies to friends
🌈 friends since childhood
⛅️ friends of circumstance
☁️ school friends
🌩 friends from traumatic experiences
enemy relationships !
🔪 friends to enemies
💣 stole something from my muse
🔦 stole something from your muse
🗡 bullied my muse
🔫 bullied your muse
⚔️ family feud
🛠 fueds between mutual friends
❌ guilty by association
and although the other nigh leaps , he doesn’t laugh at them . in this particular hell where even the rats were drugged or drunk and dying in rotten corners , it’s refreshing to come across someone with their wits still about them — just as any suspicion was too much of a signal of fresh meat . if they insisted on watching every twitch and corner , then they were only that much more likely to get stabbed in the back … but that’s not advice the assassin is willing to give for free .
‘ ya dunno the colatura ? ‘ he speaks languidly as he eases over to the other , hands politely kept in place . ‘ ah , y’do ? you’ve got ‘em handled ? seriously ? how ? ‘ it’s one wonder after another it seems , or so he plays it off that way , brows high , smile thoroughly impressed . ‘ well , whatever ya say . would hate ta see another pretty face snatched up an’ away ta get their brains stuck in one of ‘em dolls . can’t say the description leaves a mark either , shinjuku’s full a’ people ! maybe ya girl’s been dollified already ? or ... don’t tell me ya bought her . those girls sprint off at first whiff of a guy with a fatter wallet , no matter how much they pretend ta like ya ! ‘
of course , seeing as they were already separated , it wouldn’t hurt to help the poor saber “reunite” with the poor girl , either …
Jason’s first thought is about the Colatura but unfortunately the stranger immediately disrupts that train of thought.
“She’s not my girlfriend!” he’s very insistent on that point, perhaps suspiciously, “She’s my boss! We got separated but there’s no way she’s not fine.” He doesn’t know if any of the others in the team meant for Shinjuku survived the fall, let alone managed to stay with their Master, but she’s proved that she can take care of herself seven times over. “She’ll kick my ass if I don’t get back as soon as possible.”
...He could really use a shower and maybe a mana transfer or two. Though he’s fine in practical terms, being this far from the Master is making him feel slightly anemic. Everything in this place is covered in a fine layer of grit and, having crashed from the sky, Jason is no exception.
“Look, if you haven’t seen her, it’s fine, I’ll just... go.” He rubs the bridge of his nose. This is already way too risky.
🐍— ❝…..I see, you’re a fool.❞ she sighed, shaking her head. Of course, not every Greek is smart like Achilles or Hercules. Still, she had no desire to move when the male attempted to push her aside. He would find her hard to move, as if she was made of stone.
❝ No, try again….boy.❞ she stated, pushing him back behind her as she waited for the assassin to come for her. She wasn’t going to allow this fool, to die for her. When she can handle, the the servant that was after her because she was after women.
“I’m not stupid!” Jason insists, trying to pull himself out of her grasp, “I’m the captain of the Argo and you’re under my command right now, I’m not going to risk a valuable teammate against some creepy servant who we know almost nothing about! What if she has another Noble Phantasm?”
...Rider is a lot stronger than she looks. He’s still being very firmly kept behind her. “Let’s just retreat for now...”
the final girl
you survived even though the odds were stacked against you.. are stubborn, strong willed and absolutely feral. you've been through hell. now go take a shower and wash that blood off........ and get some therapy.
🐍— ❝Do you not trust our master’s choice?❞ She threw back in the other servant’s face. Her master had picked her for the frontline for a reason, a good reason at that. ❝You and I are from the same era…..Tell me boy, what do you remember of the Gorgon of the Isle?❞ She questioned. She wouldn’t leave, she would allow this so called hunter of women come for her. After all, she was the best bait. A monster in sheep’s clothing, one that could compete with the servant that wished to slay her.
This is it. He’s gonna finally get sent to second archive after this.
“Same era-” it takes him a second to parse that one, “I don’t remember anything about it beyond what Chiron told me because it happened so long ago,” he scratches his head repeatedly, something like a nervous tic.
“That guy, Perseus, he was Heracles’s great-grandfather, right?” ...If he tries to push her out of the way when that Assassin gets here, he wonders if he’ll get stabbed.
❝What do you care, boy? Do you not understand what I am?❞ She questioned the other servant. He was one of those so called heroes, she was the monster they came to slay to earn titles and money for defeating. ❝Do not be deceived by my looks, less you become another addition to my garden.❞ She warned him, hoping that he would flee and find some other to speak with. After all, who would wish to converse with a monster.
Jason can’t help but groan— he’s not the front lines type, this is a terrible time to be having this conversation. Where’s their Master when he needs them?
“The creepy little girl I saw earlier is a serial killer that targets women! I don’t care who you used to be, you’re part of the team now, and if you don’t get out of the hot zone now, you’re going to be turned into souvlaki!”
if there is a proper ending for hopeless people like us,
how about something like this, a ridiculous “I love you” that won’t reach anybody
brothers and sisters and many others
isn’t the moon beautiful tonight?
indie private Jason of fate/grand order. played by bus. ♡?