For anemoi

[promised_victory]

[1: Arturia Pendragon and the Holy Grail]
Arturia is on a quest for Anemoi in the deep woods, Excalibur at her side and a growing sense of urgency as she searches. She has with her many allies, but one in particular is getting to her with a very peculiar habit of theirs. t says something about Arturia's patience that it takes well over a few hours before she turns to that person [the replying character] and asks in a tense yet polite tone:

"Why are you following me and clapping coconut halves together?"

Seriously, the argument about fighting with fresh fruit versus pointy sticks right before they set out was a lot more bearable than this.

[2: My Little Servant: Networking is Magic]

[Video]

[Arturia looks very annoyed as the video feed begins. Behind her is the restaurant she frequented regularly, known for having some of the best food in all of Sirocco. It's also known as Arturia's favorite restaurant and where she could easily be found when she wasn't busy working.

There is now a very prominent 'Out of Business' sign across the double doors leading into it.

Heads are going to roll.

Despite how annoyed she looks, her voice is very cool and collected as she speaks.]

Who is responsible for this travesty? This establishment was getting a good deal of business from myself and others. There was no need for it to shut its doors and I demand answers if not the immediate reopening of this business!

[3: The Obligatory Shounen-style Fight Sequence]

[It could be a friendly duel, a training session, a misunderstanding, or a befriending. It doesn't matter what the reason is. You are now in a fight with one (1) Arturia Pendragon AKA King Arthur AKA Servant Saber.

Her might with a sword is almost at Dragonball levels. Do you really think you can stand a chance?]

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[promised_victory]

[But her favorite restaurant is involved!

Okay, crack aside, she'll calm down once the initial surprise of the place closing down is over. For now? Her alignment is Lawful Food.]

I'm sure the owner will tell me once I get in contact with him.

[wontdieifkilled]

...Just...please, be reasonable with the guy.

[promised_victory]

Shirou.

[Her seriousness changes a bit. While she's still annoyed, it's a bit more subdued.]

We've known each other for a currently unknown amount of time. In the time we remember knowing each other as well as our time here: do you honestly believe I would not be reasonable to him once I speak with him? Especially considering that once I've found him I will have calmed down considerably?

[wontdieifkilled]

[You haven't remembered what he's remembered, Saber. And he remembers getting the hell beaten out of him because he was too busy helping Rin spy on some gold-haired, red-eyed stranger outside the Matou house to cook you dinner.]

I just know that you can get very upset when denied good food.

...But if you're looking for food, maybe I could cook something for you?

Whoops. Wrong icon.

[promised_victory]

[And she remembers beating the hell out of him to make him get stronger and being cooked dinner when she asked and Rin not going with them on recon.

Ah. The joys of alternate universes and mass amnesia!]

Are you sure about that? I wouldn't want to trouble you.

[PLEASE SHIROU?! CAN YOU SHIROU?! WE WANT OUR FOOD SHIROU!!!]

[wontdieifkilled]

Trouble? I just have to take more ingredients out. That's all.

[OKAY, GEEZ. YOU DON'T HAVE TO BEG.]

[promised_victory]

What would be a good time to come over, then?

[So she doesn't wind up hovering just outside the kitchen the. entire. time.]

[wontdieifkilled]

I should be done in fifteen minutes.

[promised_victory]

Very well. I will see you then.

[Fast forward fifteen minutes on the nose. Arturia is knocking on the front door, if a bit harder than she normally would knock on a friend's door.]

[wontdieifkilled]

[Shirou is busy in the kitchen, though he's just putting the finishing touches on the meal.]

Come in!

[promised_victory]

[Arturia lets herself in and, believing they know each other well enough, settles herself down at the table just outside the kitchen.]

Thank you for making dinner for me.

[wontdieifkilled]

You're welcome. I just need another minute.

[promised_victory]

Very well.

[WAITS.

Ever so impatiently. FoodfoodfoodFOOOOOOOD!]

[wontdieifkilled]

[And soon enough, Shirou is setting plates of delicious food on the table. He sits on the opposite side.]

Dinner is served.

[promised_victory]

[DIGS IN.

Enthusiastically, but she isn't necessarily shoveling it in. Courtly manners and all that. This isn't the battlefield where they have to eat whatever they can get however they can get it, after all.

This is a meal Shirou had made for her, taken time to prefer. It'd be a crime not to enjoy it properly.]

It's delicious, Shirou.

[wontdieifkilled]

Thank you. I did my best.

[Shirou begins to eat, though not as fast as Saber.]