#Siren of Storming Seas; Seajumper

[draconicmayhem]

"Rider, is there a Grail War starting? Why are there suddenly more Servants like you around?"

'I forgot that I told her I was a Rider and not a true Beast class.'

"Don't worry, I haven't sensed the Grail at all, those are likely just some Rogue Servants. There would need to be at least seven anyways for a Grail War to begin."

"......I see. If you say so then."

[draconicmayhem]

"......I can see why Sirens and Abyssals alike don't interact directly with other species much." Says the one who is the result of a dragonslayer deciding she wanted to see where a dragon abyssal's offer went BEFORE he even showed how that could be arranged. "Why are people so interested in bothering someone who doesn't want to continue that topic? I swear, the only reason why I am not bothered by people like that is because trying to find someone in an open sea is like finding a needle in a haystack."

[draconicmayhem]

Once stripped down, whats at your core?

Tagged By: ......no one, I stole it off my dash. Feel free to steal it from me. (Results under cut)

acerbic wit

you're a mentor — an old scarred wolf, an injured soldier, a disgraced paladin. your teachings read as shamelessly pretentious, speaking in rhymes and biting down hard into anyone stupid enough to make the wrong move. this isn't your first life, nor your second, nor your sixth — you'll make the most of your time shackled to this world, no matter how many loops it takes to get it right. with every defeat, you reincarnate; a little smarter, a little quicker, crueler and nastier. will you choose to be brutal, equalizing, that final strike in the face of your enemies? will you go soft, become tender and domesticated? the choice is yours. it's not like i can stop you.

cauterizing rage 

the house has burned around you, and you’re the only one left standing. is it gratifying to be the survivor? fear and anger are weapons in your capable hands, used only to serve your agenda of fighting back when deemed necessary. you're a powerful person, built from the ashes of your despair and your family's mistakes. with time, you'll bloom into someone softer, like the full blossoms that grow each spring and wither away with the leaves in fall. they won't disappear if you take your eyes off of them. you're enough. 

sympathy for the devil

you try so hard to be a beacon of hope for everyone, but nobody’s a beacon of hope for you. most likely, someone’s betrayed you in the past. it’s not like you’re easy to walk over, you just believe(d) too much in the inherent good of people. that isn’t a bad thing, and there’s nothing wrong with being kind and forgiving… i just feel kind of bad for you. i hope you can get a friend who doesn’t fuck with your head and take advantage of your kindness for once.