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[swordboning]

Who: Archer swordboning and Rin codere
When: Right now
Where: Archer and Rin's apartment
What: Recovering from being screwed by CERES
Rating/Warning: Talks of torture, probably


[Archer sat himself down on the couch, mostly to be beside Rin. Really, how did someone deal with something like this? Archer certainly had his fair share of pain from this, mostly from being a failure. But that amounted to nothing that Rin had to deal with and he knew it. For once, Archer was pretty much left without words, thinking anything that would come out of his mouth would be awkward at best.

Still, he tried.]

...if you need to talk about something, let me know.

[Really, give him a gold star. Archer is the best at comforting someone.]

Comments

[codere]

[ Her thoughts are somewhere else. Whatever sense of time she had completely left her during her arrest as counting the hours only drew out the ordeal so she simply culled herself of it. So when Archer speaks, she falls into her thoughts of who the man was to her and the conflict she felt with that without realizing several minutes have passed before a single: ]

Huh?

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[He sighs. Not the harsh sigh that usually came with irritation from the Servant. Or was more an admonishment of his own failure and helplessness. Manpain at its best. Maybe if he had been a bit better....]

Do you need to talk? You've been pretty quiet.

[How to be more friendly about asking that wasn't in Archer's knowledgebase. Yes, he really could use some help here.]

[codere]

If I had something to say, I would have said it. [ Which is the loudest cry for help coming from someone like her. ]

What is it that you want to hear? You were right?

... I don't believe you were.

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I want to hear about what happened and how you feel about it.

[He sits back against the couch before stopping momentarily. Only to pat his lap lightly. As in get over here, Rin.]

Everything. The good and the bad.

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[ Just going to (gently) flop her head down into his lap. She's not in a cuddling mood, but she can still laze around like a bum. That's natural instinct of her's. ]

I have amnesia. [ It's an odd thing to admit considering she remembers things from the colony including him. ]

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[He ends up mostly petting her head. It felt like the right thing to so, seeing that Rin was pretty clearly lying to avoid conversation. He also wishes he had a brush in hand.]

Even if you can't remember, I should still apologize.

Sorry.

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[ Can't he just project one?? ] I remember and I don't. It's strange.

I remember my time here. I... don't remember my time at the Moon Cell prior to arriving here or the time after. None of it makes sense.

[ Hence all the silence. It's a lot to try to sort out.

Amnesia and she got three days straight of torture to fill her mind with. Fun. ]

[swordboning]

Let's talk about what you do remember. Try not to sort it out. Whatever comes to your mind, say it.

[Let Archer do the thinking, essentially. His mind was in a better state anyway. Not to mention his skin and nails.]

[codere]

Your hands are really soft. [ He told her to say whatever came to her mind!! ]

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Only because your hair is in the way. [Is what he was saying. And normally, he'd be callous laden but after his own treatment, that wasn't a thing.] What else?

[codere]

My Servant was Lancer, but she treated me poorly.

[ One of those things doesn't add up to what they've known, but she's still trying to make sense of it. ]

Really, she was a loach with expensive tastes.

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She? [He marks that away. If Rin had referred to the other Lancer, Archer would have gone on an assassination mission.] I'll just have to kill her if I see her here. I'd rather someone not treat you badly.

[codere]

I think whatever she had me doing was related to her identity... [ Muttering into his leg as she rolls over a bit. ]

I thought she was just enslaving people to grind levels and rare items for us. Really, it's my fault for not paying her much attention.

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Your fault or not, I'm not allowing anyone to do it to you.

[He doesn't care about that crap. Keep Rin safe is top boyfriend priority.]

What else? [Pet pet.]

[codere]

[ This is kind of relaxing even if it's with Hakuno's Servant. Awkward, but she's managing well enough to filter through her memories. She just doesn't want to think too hard on it. ]

We're in a pact with each other... I don't understand it, but I thought you were completely loyal to Kishinami.

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And yet, once again, I don't know who that is. I only care about you.

[If adding confusion to her memories was allowed, that might be it.]

[codere]

Kishinami is the one who saved me from the trouble I was. [ Might be a bad idea to admit she was easily tricked into doing something so she'll keep that part of her freshly discovered past a secret. ]

I don't understand why we were brought to the Far Side of the Moon, only that we have to find a way out. Kishinami is one of two people with an actual Servant there so she needs all the support she can get.

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Keep going.

[He'd rather not linger on this other person. Hopefully his fingers running through her hair helps with that.]

[codere]

Your job... is a food stall?

[ Something with a ridiculous logo. Remembering that is enough to make her giggle. ]

[swordboning]

And you work there to draw in people. [Mainly just by being Rin. Mostly because she looks good to guys and some girls, apparently.]

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[ She's an universal flirt and knows it. ] We work together?

That sounds unreal.

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Yet here we are together, less like Servant and Master and more like man and woman.

[Shaking his head once.]

Have you watched the recording you left for yourself?

[codere]

Yes, a couple times. I don't understand much of it, but...

[ That's why she's here being complacent in his lap. ] If I said it, then it must be true.

[swordboning]

I see.

[There was a little bit for a person to fear there. But not much.]

Relax for a few minutes. If you'd like, I'll go get your brush and take care of your hair.

[codere]

I look like a wreck, don't I?

[ It's troublesome to think about, but she hasn't bothered to look in a mirror since she returned. ]

Might as well do something about it.