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[ When it came to her own world, there was not much left to it. That was to be expected from the girl who wanted everything, but had nothing at all. She took her fill of Fuyuki City, of the rest of Japan, and when the mud couldn't be contained, the rest of this part of the world burned. It isn't irreparable, but there's very few left in this variation of an Earth twisted by Angra Mainyu willing to raise up arms. Yet, when the pawn (who believes herself to be a queen) is left alone by the devices that command her, there's a door.

It isn't the first time she's seen this door, but today she takes it upon herself to peer inside.

Memories that were repressed flood her mind and for a brief moment, the teenager girl considers slamming the door shut again. For the first time in so long, fear betrays her and fills her features momentarily before she swallows it down as she has swallowed everything before. Voids with endless darkness form at her feet, but no matter what... nothing seems to be sucked inside.

Unsatisfied, it isn't until she has an owl made of brilliant ruby resting against her shoulder does she begin to explore. Everything's a blur right now, but perhaps she'll run into someone who can remind her of what things were like before, that maybe she's capable of a smile or two? ]

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[Perhaps the sight of a black armored form standing alone, facing away, would jog some of Rin's memories. The figure was standing so still, it may have merely been a suit of empty armor until one got close enough to see the ambient air flow stirred the black ribbon that held pale hair back and a few strands fluttering along with it.]

[ Only a fool would approach something so blatantly obvious a trap, but fear when linked to the Grail is only momentary. What remains of Rin's is pushed aside as she reaches out towards one of the darkened pauldrons once she's within reach, caring little for disturbing the individual. ]

You there--is this your home? Talk about a contrast.

[ That second part may have been better said under her breath. ]

[At least touching the armor solidifies the fact that it is real and that it is most definitely not empty. Not with the power contained within the form. The touch does pull Saber from her internal thoughts about why she was back where she was.

Visor down, she turned her head toward Rin. The magus looked so much like her master, yet so different. Darken the hair, turn those eyes back to the green they once were, remove Angra Mainyu's taint, and she looked just like the one Saber had killed to protect her master not too long ago.

It was hard to say which version she preferred.]

No. It is not. Nor is it yours, Rin.

Naturally. [ The word comes with a hint of defensiveness found in the abrupt outcry of someone denying something. ]

The decor is too plain and not all that welcoming. If this is what most see when they step through that door, it explains why this room is quiet. There's no substance to it, but then again that's what could be said of this place.

[ She remembers a tower vaguely, full of people from various worlds that weren't her own. Faces who filled unmarked graves back home. ]

This is the Second Magic again?

So it seems.

[There was a pause before Saber turned fully toward the magus.]

You could always redecorate. I believe this place's previous masters are no longer present.

I could. [ For a moment she wonders just why it is the dark knight brings it up, but the suspicion slips away soon enough. ]

Suppose that would be enough to draw the others out of hiding.

It may draw many out who will wish to stop you. Have you misplaced your Servant again?

[Oh yes, Saber finally remembered what went on with THIS one.]

Misplaced. [ Her mind thinks of another Servant, one who hasn't been here for a long, long time. Where did that man go again? ]

We're all a little out of place here, some more than others. You think he'd show if I made a big enough of a fuss?

Perhaps. Though if that were the case, I may feel the need to destroy him.

You'd make a mess in the midst of all my hard work? That wouldn't do.

[ Frowning, she taps her finger along her cheek thoughtfully. Deep in thought, but without any indicator as to what rules her mind. ]

Saber, where is your Master?

Not currently present within this structure.

[Exactly -where- Sakura was, Saber didn't know, but she couldn't feel her presence.]

That's no good! [ And yet it was good, at least for one of them. ]

Without a Master, you'll--well no, we've determined that it doesn't necessarily work that way here in the tower. The collars?

My existence seems to not be in any danger without my master present while here.

*Enoch doesn't remember seeing her before, or anything about her. But she'll find him on a newly added level of the miniature tower, a very tall one made with a giant depression in the middle, which Enoch is filling with bags of soil. He's almost out of them and has hardly filled the bowl at all. Clearly, this is meant to house very large roots... Not to worry, there's a ladder leading back up to the lip of the stairwell. It will eventually be covered up by all the soil but for now it's there just in case someone falls.

He looks up as she comes up the stairs and smiles with the satisfaction of working hard, falling back to sit for a short break.* Hello.

*He glances up at the owl against her shoulder.* That's quite the ornament you have there.

[ Normal conversation is something of a treat for her, what with the destruction of the city and discovering that many of the residents of Japan aren't immune to flame. Oops. It takes her a moment to remember words and when she does, she pays no attention to his fixture on her familiar, finding her own attention as misplaced as ever before. ]

What are you doing with this dirt? There's hardly any in there. [ Stating the obvious as she makes her way towards the hole slowly, mindful to not get any soil on her shoes. ]

Ah... *He looks down at the empty basin.* There will be more in time. I mean to make this level into a garden.

*Hopefully he won't be alone at it much longer.*

[ This level..? Of course there were more. It was a tower and what is a tower without different floors? From what she saw, it seemed smaller than before, but perhaps that was just a matter of perspective. ]

A garden.

And what do you intend to grow in this garden?

Anything. *He smiles, his face directed down into the pit but his gaze into the distance beyond it.* I want it to be a tribute to Dax's garden, with plants from many worlds - real, this time.

[ Dax's garden? Raising a brow, she takes note of the word 'real', but says nothing on it. ]

Plants from many worlds.

Do you intend to travel to them or will you just ask the others to bring them here?

Both. Others can bring plants and seeds if they like, but I'll be traveling to the other worlds to find some for myself.

*It's the perfect excuse to continue to explore other worlds while he searches for his original world - he had been in the precarious situation of being in a different world already when he was taken, which was about to die, itself.*

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