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Text; somewhere around the 1st of February

[greedyvixen]

Shirou was sent back home.

un: bladeworks

[unknowntodeath]

[Archer has an initial reaction to just say "good" but he know he shouldn't say that. Besides, he's pretty sure Rin knows how he feels about this.

And besides, it's complicated. In a way, he didn't mind Shirou being around.]

Do you need company?

[greedyvixen]

[She's mosstly sending that message just so he can be like "good" wherever he happens to be, when he sees it because yes, she knows...

Feelings are often complicated.]

I don't need anyone or anything. But I won't mind company.

Action; About a week after Trollworks

[colchismagecraft]

[Caster may or may not have been following Archer around since getting shot by his cupid arrow- or at least, it seemed she kept popping up where he was, demanding his affections. Because, you know, he accidentally made her part of his harem.

Strangely enough, it had now been two whole days since she had last pestered him! So that meant the affects had worn off, right...?

Well, hopefully he wasn't getting too comfortable, as on the dawn of the final day third day, Caster will be knocking happily on the front door of his house, carrying some containers lovingly wrapped up in foil and towels to keep them hot.]

Emiya-sama~~ Are you home?

[...Maybe don't ask how she found out where you live, Archer.]

[unknowntodeath]

[Why and how were the questions on Archer's mind. You'd think the effects would have worn off by now and yet here she was.

He quietly wondered if he could pretend he's not home. It might be the best option he had.]

[colchismagecraft]

[...Nope, she wasn't giving up! Caster knocked again, a little louder this time.]

Emiya-sama! You're in, aren't you?

[It would be just her luck that he wouldn't be in, today... no, she couldn't give up hope!]

Action! Backdated to early Sept (lemme know if this works)

[colchismagecraft]

[The tiniest (and only) Caster-Class Servant in Avalon had just about gotten her bearings- she'd even met a nice lady who let her stay with her until she could be reunited with her beloved Jason!

Although every inclination told her to stay close to her temporary home, a hesitant venture into town soon found her smelling the delicious cooked food from Fortune Panda- she'd never smelt food quite like that before!!

And so, Caster wandered over to the restaurant to take a look...]

Um- excuse me? Could I ask what you are cooking, please??

dec 25th gift delivery

[beaumains]

[ For both Archer and Rin; a box of homemade truffles, a variety of such, as well as a jeweled ring for Rin baring a well cut ruby (she's been practicing her alchemy!) and a hand stitched, monogrammed apron for Archer! ]

Xmas gift delivery

[resistetmords]

[Emiya-san, Emiya-san... alongside your Santa care package, you get one from Belgium herself. Since he seems to be the type to enjoy edgy coats. So he gets... a decidedly not very edgy, red hoodie.]

So, while we don't know each other all that well I thought youd still like this.

Merry Christmas,

Anri, The Koninkrijk België

Text (backdated to Solstice)

[redeyedbluehound]

Archer~ Have you heard about the Solstice dance?

[unknowntodeath]

Yes. And I won't be participating.

[redeyedbluehound]

Ah, but why not? It's the start of the return to summer! And a way to win over the locals.

Jól gift

[beewulf]

[HE ACTUALLY DOES KNOW WHAT TO GET EMIYA. A new knife set. Also, he's getting one of these so he doesn't feel left out. The tag just says from Beowulf.]

Morganna Summon

[avalonmods]

[No gift? A little disappointing, perhaps but it does not mean things are not worth her time...yet.]

Well?

[It is just one word but it carries with it the tone of 'I don't have all day'. You want something, so better get to the point quickly.]

[unknowntodeath]

[Well, it worked. Archer was unsure if it would, without something to offer.]

Lady Morganna, I summoned you because I was cursed with the lycanthrope curse and I wish to get rid of it.

[Straight to the point with no smalltalk.]

Now actually from the NPC account...

[isleofnpcs]

[She can appreciate the lack of small talk but this request...how does one put it?

It's rather trivial, isn't it? Still, is she going to mention all the easier, probably less costly ways to fix this problem of his?

Of course not.

She smiles.]

And what have you brought me as payment for this request?

text; un: crashtestdummy

[inkbled]

Hi!
I'm Rosa, and I'm new. But Gareth told me that you do recruiting for a restaurant? Are you looking for any staff now?

un: bladeworks

[unknowntodeath]

Gareth would be right. I'm Archer, one of the owners of Fortune Panda.

We are looking for some staff, yes. Mainly servers or cleaners.

[inkbled]

Nice to meet you, Archer!
I don't mind doing either of those. Or both, if you want! I don't have any real experience in a restaurant, but I help with family dinners and cleaning up afterwards, so I can handle it.

( her family is big ok. )

Text; After his Network Post

[redeyedbluehound]

What caused that?

[unknowntodeath]

[Of course he'd ask.]

If you come to my room I'll explain in person.

audio; un: hypnos

[verytired]

Found this really neat restaurant. Want to try it sometime? Yes/no?

[unknowntodeath]

[Oh great. Dialing the wrong number happened even in other worlds.]

Wrong number.

Text : Un; Caster (some awful hour of the night, pre-event)

[colchismagecraft]

[Caster had been doing a lot of...thinking, recently- her last post to the network attested to that. And as she often did when she was thinking too much, her mind went back to the Grail War. Whether she could have done anything different, if Archer showed any signs he would betray her-...wait a moment. Something didn't add up.]

am i supposed to believe you were trying to kill your past self the entire time

[unknowntodeath]

Good evening to you too, Caster.

[He's not surprised by what she says not the hour they're said. He was wondering when she'd realize what went on in the war.]

Yes. I betrayed Rin because she used a command seal on me that stopped me from attacking him.

[Simple as that.]