Interloper

Orleans - Arrival and Scaring the Locals (Edited)

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The five Servants along with their Master take their seats in a meeting room for Chaldea's top officers, which is mainly the head doctor, the director, and the Master Candidate. While the Servants are getting to know their new Master, I watch on from the other side of the meeting table uncertain on what to do.

[You should talk to them, you know]

"..."

[I know how you feel, literally I do, but you can't keep alienating yourself from them forever. At this rate, the only one who will be hurting in the end will be you. Just... say something]

I sigh before a cup of tea is laid in front of me. I look up and see Semiramis standing in front of me.

"You look like you could use something to drink, Magician." Semiramis said.

"Magician?" I asked.

"You did create my throne with Magic, yes? Which means that you must be a Magician." Semiramis surmised.

[She's not technically wrong]

I look at the tea. "...you poisoned this, didn't you."

The Assassin-class Servant actually looks offended. "You would accuse a queen of such a heinous deed? My, my~ you got a lot of balls, don't you?"

I roll my eyes and take the cup. Without hesitation, I drink the tea and my eyes widen a bit. "It's good." I put the cup down.

Semiramis flips her hair. "Of course, not every poison is meant to kill someone."

"Still, can't be too overly cautious about this. You are the world's oldest poisoner for a reason." I said.

"True." She admitted. "But I would prefer if my comrades got to know me before they make wild accusations."

"Sorry." I look at her. "Why are you being so friendly towards me anyway?"

Semiramis smiles. "We are about to take a perilous journey across time to fix humanity's future. I would like there to be no animosity between us."

"I suppose that is true." I admitted.

Semiramis leans in closer to me. "... you've been crying."

"..."

"Do you want to share?" She asked.

"... I cannot share something that which I do not understand myself." I state with as much emotion as a doll. "Tell me, how do you handle emotions that you cannot control? How do you hold back a dam that has already burst?"

"That is quite an oddly specific question." Semiramis said.

"I do not know. My mind draws a total blank, but my body - my soul - seems to remember. It yearns for closure, but I do not know why and its driving me insane." I admitted.

"Fou..." Fou puts his paw on my hand attempting to comfort me.

Semiramis looks at me with a bit of interest. In life, her past lovers were men of status and positions of power. One of them killed himself if she remembered correctly. This man seems to be in the same position as her first husband, though in his case is the fact that his beloved's memories of him were completely erased and is in the middle of a heartbreak.

Maybe she could use this to her advantage.

Unknown to her, Medusa overhears their conversation.

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