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004 ♥ TEXT ♦ Anonymous

[He's back. Ah, and not much time has passed here, has it? Might as well prod at the network a little, though why not make it a bit of a game? He did have that endearing persona he used once before against... who was that again?]

[Oh well.]

when u show up here with rly cool powers u probably would feel pretty bad not using them 2 b a hero huh? (っ◞‸◟c)

ahhh but isnt that scary?? how strong do u have 2 b 2 jump a building?? all u heroes must b rly strong. wats the most heroy thing uve done here?? how can i get good at it! ᕙ(⇀‸↼!!)ᕗ

[Guess who.]

[Or don't. You can also just tell him about cool stuff you've done ~~to make yourself a potential target~~ and be fawned over and complimented because you're so cool.]

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[Ngh, he likes that talk a lot. Someone with such purpose, such goals. Something they'd do anything for, fight for, become stronger for. Her words stroke his senses.]

required, requested? so u had 2 back home?

I...

[She's not really sure. There was a time when she thought so and would have answered yes without wavering, but she thinks now that there must have been someone better suited to being king than her. Someone...else who could have pulled the sword from the stone? She can't have been the only one worthy when she caused so much misfortune to befall those she loved so dearly.]

...there is something we all must do, whether we are requested by men, by gods, by destiny, or simply by our own spirits and our own hearts.

Sometimes we have no choice but to obey the call, and other times we stand ready...waiting for the call to come.

u think every1 has a role they have to fall in2? so u cant become sumthing u want 2? (´･_･`)

that sounds rly sad.

[He means that actually. Hisoka's the sort to believe in potentials. In roles you could play, in paths you could walk, but to believe they're set in stone in some way, that your choices don't lead them- it's truly sad.]

[Everything you do being predestined? The idea of someone writing his life for him doesn't appeal at all.]

[It's far more sad in Saber's opinion to have a purpose you are unable to fulfill. But what she says instead is...]

Not quite. People can still choose, I think. Whether they want to be knights or kings and queens, librarians or historians, linguists or blacksmiths...a person can always choose.

But I think that there are things that we must do in our lives, things that may present themselves based upon the choices we make.

[...]

For example, a quest we must embark upon because we became a knight. A relic we must find because we chose to become an archaeologist. There is...always something that calls out to our hearts. Something that, left ignored, we may regret not having pursued. Something we could fall into despair over having lost.

[A purpose you can't fulfill, what a confusing concept. But if you were destined to, isn't it in your potential to do it? And if it's a purpose you can't fulfill, than is it really yours? Your potential would lie else where then, why squander it on things not within your reach?]

o, hum... i guess.

wat calls 2 ur heart? (・ε・`*) …

[That is what Saber wonders. She wonders if she was destined to fail so that another might succeed, but in order for that person to be given a chance now, she must keep fighting. She must change history. She is not squandering her strength by continuing to fight. She is only doing...the same thing she has always done: what she must.]

My heart?

[A chance to right the wrongs of her past. Her heart resonates with that desire, to be honest. For all that she has tried to quell human desire over the years, that is her most fervent and heartfelt wish now. She wants nothing more than to bring about a beautiful future for her homeland, for her people...where once tragedy had reigned.]

I have a wish; it is not so grandiose as saving the entire world, but...put simply, it is saving my world. The one...closest to my heart. And the one true place I have ever belonged.

[Even if, in her mind, she never belonged upon its throne.]

[What she must?]

[Again. How sad. But whatever reasons she has to move on are her own. He's not about to complain about what her choices are, as long as it makes her something interesting for him to play with.]

[Ah, that distance sound to her voice, thoughtful. There's something there he wants to pry at more...]

so it must be hard being here... (・ε・`*) ...

but its ok! because home is just waiting 4 u! ヾ(・ω・*)

Yes, it is.

[...no.

That's not right.]

I mean...in a manner of speaking, it is. The world I come from is waiting for me, but the home I had...it is long gone.

[A sigh.]

That is what I am fighting for: the chance to alter that fate.

As for being here... [She is able to sound less sad now and more resolute.] ...it's not as hard as you might imagine. I think of it as a way to prepare myself for the battles to come.

Even if I will not remember, perhaps my spirit will. And that will be enough.

[A world she has, but a lost home. And still she fights, to change it? Is something like that possible where she's from? What a large thing to fight for.]

u could rly change sumthing as big as that? wow... (‘◉⌓◉’) but if u could, than u rly must b super powerful...

[Nh, just thinking about it, just writing that out. He regrets not meeting this person face to face. Especially when she makes those comments about her spirit, ah, still working for it even when she knows she won't remember. That will power is something she should be proud of.]

[It's possible. With a wish. But that's a wish she has to fight tooth and nail for. It won't be easy to acquire. Has already...slipped through her fingers once.]

I don't know if I'm anything like that.

[Because, technically, it depends upon her Master. Or it would back home. Even if her base stats are pretty good. And as for here? She's still adjusting to how things work. She hasn't really had to fight yet, doesn't know her limits. Beyond what that little file folder told her, of course.]

But I'm not willing to give up. If something is worth fighting for, it's not worth giving up on.

ah im sorry.

...what ever for?

Ahh-- [A long breath, steady, he made sure he got out the small whine he was holding in before he turned on audio as well.]

For leading you on, the way you talk, so serious, it's not fair to keep playing with you.

[Well, in that way anyway.]

You sound so deserving of true attention.

[what the hell? "true attention?"

YOU'RE ON THE WATCH LIST, HISOKA.]

[What's this shiver down his spine?]

[Mmmn, he wants it to happen again.]

[How quickly she calls steel to her voice again, the soft bell-like chime becoming the hiss of a sword on leather as it is drawn.]

...I see.

[This person asked so many questions. And she said so much, revealed her heart. Ah...it all makes sense.

How foolish she is, Saber thinks to herself. She should have known better.]

I'm afraid I feel quite the opposite. I abhor dishonesty...which, I think, makes us quite done here.

[Mmmn, maybe he should've kept the facade up longer, how quickly she went cold. He keeps his smile, you can hear it in his words.]

Unlike you, not all of us have such a goal to keep us focused. Sometimes passing the time with harmless games is for the best.

[You just have to know what buttons to push, Hisoka. One of which you just hit on the head.]

What makes you think this sort of game is harmless? Tricking people into talking about themselves and betraying their trust and confidence!

[...It hurts her more because she spent a good portion of her life pretending to be something she wasn't. And it caused so much harm to everyone around her.]

[...all that fire. In the immortal words of the poster, not that Gilgamesh would know...

Nngh.]

[What did she do to deserve this? Really, she'd like to know.]

Was I tricking you to talk to me? Everything I asked I would've asked otherwise, and I truly have interest in every word. Had that information been something you wanted to keep secret, you wouldn't've said it so openly on the network.

You certainly don't seem the type to be tricked out of secrets easily. I was hardly prying~

Is that how you justify your deception? By claiming that your interest is genuine and that my upset is my own fault for speaking at all?

Do you think that absolves you of any responsibility? Even though you lied about who you were from the very beginning of this conversation?

I am disgusted.

Did you ever ask who I was?

I think, given your confession, my not having asked is irrelevant! In your own words you admit to having led me on.

You're not a very careful girl, are you? [A smile, glancing to her name on the comm.]

But that's all right, you don't have to be, and yet you're still quite fascinating.

Advice; especially through test, should you be wary of falsehoods. Most people do not type in the same way they speak.

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oh my god, not here

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YEP STILL NOT HERE.

/POINTS TO DOOR

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