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"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞." -#𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏 -𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐥𝐨𝐭 -𝗣ᴇɴɴᴇᴅ 𝗕ʏ: #ᴛʜᴇᴄʟᴜᴇʟᴇ𝘀𝘀 -𝟐𝟏+ (𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.) - ❤︎ & ↻ -𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰


Flicks his tail. “What?”

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“Idle threats can become very active…” Golden particles would turn to red as Cú summoned his weapon…

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[}🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻Rest in Peace, baby girl. You went out how you lived, hating me, growling at other people, and loving mom. Thank you for spending 11 years with me.

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“Tch… like I care. Grand Caster, Caster, or Mage, you’re still a foolish mage, that aught to be killed by my spear.”

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“Caster… you’re treading on dangerously thin ice.”

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“Trust me, I’d rather be in the training room. My foolish master just hasn’t properly formed a bond with me, my mana supply is limited.”

“Is that so? So instead of using the training room you decided to spend your time here at the cafeteria? I suppose I can’t blame you! The meals they make here are superb!”

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Blowing smoke out from his nose, the Berserker would let out a low, animalistic growl. It was up for debate whether the smoke was natural excrement from the Draconic looking beast, or if it was from the cigar. “My room is under renovation.” He’d plainly state.

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



Cigar between lips that were curved into a frown, donned in his usual combat attire, the Berserker was sitting in the Chaldea cafeteria, clearly in his usual poor mood. @Wandering_Saber


Cú would rip the shirt from Solomon’s grip before letting out a huff. “Idiot.”

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



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“And perverts like you need to be publicly hung. What’s your point?” Cú was having none of Solomon’s disrespectful tone.

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



“. . . Tch. You’re lucky my cowardly master hasn’t shown his face.” With that, Cú would just push Solomon back.

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



The Berserker would squeeze down, hoping to simply crush Solomon’s windpipe. “This isn’t play.”

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



Cú would extend his right hand out suddenly, gripping Solomon’s throat. “. . .” Steam is expelling out of his nostrils.

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



“You’re going to die.”

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



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"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞." -#𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏 -𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐥𝐨𝐭 -𝗣ᴇɴɴᴇᴅ 𝗕ʏ: #ᴛʜᴇᴄʟᴜᴇʟᴇ𝘀𝘀 -𝟐𝟏+ (𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.) - ❤︎ & ↻ -𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰


“Fucking. STOP!”

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



What is a squiddle? Cú doesn’t cares. He’s crushing the tiny demon pillar in his hands. Crunch. Squish. Splat.

The Saber class servant would walk towards the Berserker class servant. In his usual mood with a smile. "Oh? One doesn't usually see you here in the cafeteria, Berserker."



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