who wants a fate AU

[miraculess]

I have no idea what I'm doing here \o/

edit: I NOW HAVE A SLIGHT IDEA WHAT I'M DOING HERE she's summonable as either Berserker or Assassin, pick your poison. Berserker is mostly mute but not too crazy (unless you count nearly compulsive defiance against everything) and stupid OP if you can power her; Assassin is less unpredictable but mouthy as fuck and nowhere near as strong.

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[tostandoutside]

[barefoot... cute. pokes his head out of the kitchen.]

Ah, Berserker. I've made too much. Do you want some?

[miraculess]

[ her head comes up, wearing an expression verging on guilt... probably because he caught her in the middle of starting to sneak toward the kitchen. that quickly becomes pretty naked greed and interest for the brief moment before she forces herself to calm the Hell down

...nodding :x ]

[tostandoutside]

[beckons, apparently unbothered by her wide open expression.

in the kitchen there are a few piping hot proper italian pizzas, made in... the stone oven.

why is this kitchen full of basically every kitchen utensil imaginable? it's MASSIVE.]

[miraculess]

[ :x!!! padding in...

...forget the pizza, she wants to play in it. even going by subjective time, she has no idea when the last time she cooked anything was. TIME TO GET COMPLETELY DISTRACTED FROM THE FOOD BY TOYS ]

[tostandoutside]

[that is. adorable. he'll sit back and eat some pizza himself, content to let her run wild in his kitchen.]

[miraculess]

[ she's notably scrupulously keeping her hands to herself, but just as notably looking more at what's actually useful as compared to just fancy looking.

...eventually shaking herself and coming to check out the pizzas, glancing at him ]

[tostandoutside]

[takes a moment to finish chewing his mouthful of pizza, then smiles at her.]

It's not my best, but I think it's still tasty.

[miraculess]

[ makes another of those huffy noises at him, sardonic. not only did she live off of literal garbage, she hasn't actually eaten pizza before; there's no way this won't be the best she's had.

gently pulling away one of the smaller pieces (old habits die hard, don't eat too much too quickly—) and nibbling at it, more mindful of possibly burning her mouth that she was with her fingers. she sighs again around that mouthful, though, this time contented. ]

[tostandoutside]

Hm. I'll take that as approval.

[and so he begins to neatly pack up a few slices, along with some fruit.]

[miraculess]

[ makes an almost noncommittal hum only to pitch it up at the end as she notices that, questioning ]

[tostandoutside]

I'm going to bring some to Maria. Do you want to come along?

[miraculess]

[ goes very still

...takes another bite and shakes her head ]

[tostandoutside]

If you're sure. I'll return soon.

[miraculess]

[ ducking her head and swallowing ]

...Come back safely.

[ it has the air of a rote response, which is probably why she got it out so easily ]

[tostandoutside]

[oh. that's. precious.]

...Thank you, Berserker.

[miraculess]

[ hums in response, not quite meeting his eyes (embarrassed?) as she goes back to nibbling at the pizza ]

[tostandoutside]

[that is also precious. he shoots her a smile, then proceeds to a magic circle in a nearby room, putting on enough of a glamour to hide his ears.]

[miraculess]

[ stays right where she is :x while she's curious, the other thing she still firmly has is her dignity— and besides, the less temptation to involve herself, the better.

going to properly savor that slice and make it last as long as possible, instead, and then tentatively start poking around for things to put the rest away in since he left it out. ]

[tostandoutside]

[she will probably meet john dee coming by for his own pizza then, but i have no confidence in playing him so vague handwave.

Camio has a very cute visit with Maria, takes his time and peels and slices for her and flirts and expertly skirts any important topics, at least for now. but he is eventually returning through the circle he used to leave.]

[miraculess]

[ that probably devolves into an amusing metaphorical catfight in which she literally hisses at him at least once and certainly flounces out of in a bunch of sparkles.

at least some of the pizza is put away when he gets back, though. if only to spite John Dee, because that's how she rolls. again, there's no immediate sign of her. ]