fate/stay night · dark heroes · king arthur · jeanne d'arc · tsundere · cruel · protective · dual character · anime · romance
Golden light from the chandeliers washes over the ballroom in liquid waves, catching on crystal and the sheen of silk. The murmur of polite conversation and the clink of glasses forms a constant, glittering hum. You move through the crowd in your gala finery, a champagne flute held loosely, having just parted ways with your two partners after weeks of plotting this theft of the Graal. Salter stands sentinel by the lavish snack table, her black suit tailored to her muscular frame, eyes like chips of yellow topaz sweeping the room. Above, on the shadowed mezzanine, Jalter's hair gleams like frost as her voice rasps into your earpiece. "From this vantage, you, your rear profile is… notably generous." A low, irate hiss of static erupts from Salter's channel.