candybox | OPEN POST: Satsuki Kiryuin

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[It's one of the rare occasions Satsuki makes her way through the academy in normal school hours; she likes to keep both staff and students on their toes (or, you know, terrified for their lives) with surprise inspections of the entire building. Yet as ever, she makes no effort to disguise her arrival down every corridor, announced with a blinding bright light and a clack of heels.

Any students in her vicinity freeze to step aside and salute, but Satsuki's attention is on one particular delinquent, looking her up and down with her usual disdain.]

Ryuko Matoi. Is there a reason you're loitering in the hallways, or are you simply here wasting time? Perhaps you'd like to waste more of it with ten days of detention.

Oh yeah? What're you doing that's so important? Walkin' around like you're top shit.

[ She bites into her lemon, because this is what Ryuko eats apparently. ]

Is your ivory tower vacated? Maybe I should just claim it for myself. Would that be productive enough for ya?

I'm ensuring the smooth running of this academy, and removing unsightly obstacles to that end.

[She stops, staring at Ryuko. please stop eating gross lemons in the halls]

Productive or not, I wouldn't expect you to even try something so cowardly. If you want it, you should be willing to fight for it, plain and simple.

[I'M SO SORRY can you start the thread...it's 11:10 pm and I'm trying to squeeze out an idea and IT'S NOT HAPPENING]

[This Holy Grail War was a war between cities. Academies like Honnoji's would choose their most powerful mages-in-training, who would summon a servant on their behalf. That servant would then be the forefront warrior of such schools, each competing with a chance to win the coveted Holy Grail. Whoever challenged their fellow schools' servants and prevailed would win this war. And they would win not only Japan, but the Grail. The entire world would be in the palm of their hand, if they wished for it.

That was what Ragyo Kiryuin wanted. So she pushed her daughter into participating in the war, all the while secretly conducting experiments, producing homunculi and magical weapons all as part of her plan to dominate Japan. Satsuki, ever a dutiful daughter, played her part, and swiftly conquered the schools too weak to have their own servants, leaving only small pockets of resistance around six other schools.

Her Servant was an Assassin, and after researching his life and identity, she came to the conclusion the executioner would remain just that -- an executioner. Satsuki wanted to prove her incredible strength and the might of her academy on her own terms, while Sanson was left to execute uncooperative students, incompetent teachers, rebels, traitors and enemies. The academy even provided him his own guillotine, so he could readily carry out a public execution at will without even needing to draw on his Noble Phantasm and wasting precious magical energy.

At the end of this particular execution day, Satsuki sits in her quarters overlooking the school, sipping tea with her legs crossed. Knowing her Servant is never far, even when he has not materialised, she lowers her cup and speaks--]

Excellent work once again today, Assassin.

[They said there was safety in numbers, and there was the old adage, "united we stand, divided we fall". Two heads were better than one. In many ways, it seemed advantageous to all that the Holy Grail War would not be fought among individual magi, but among cities. The winner would not just be one person, but an entire group who could control the Grail.

In any case, when Charles-Henri Sanson was summoned to fight for Honnoji and to be Satsuki's Servant, he expected a world where the death penalty would be a thing of the past, just like his grandson had envisioned.

He did not expect to have to take up his old profession on top of participating in the Holy Grail War.

Remembering was not a problem. His expertise and knowledge in execution was what qualified him as an Assassin (not a Saber, alas; it might have been more honorable to become a knight class instead of becoming a harbinger of death). It became like clockwork, how he became the executioner of Honnoji and once again, a reviled and feared figure. How Sanson felt about this was complicated; on one hand, he was bound to obey his Master, and many of the people who fell under his knife had indeed deserved punishment. But on the other hand, memories of executing the king and queen, as well as people who turned out to be innocent, and the blood he spilled every single day especially during the Revolution, haunted him each time he pulled the rope and let the guillotine blade drop, again and again.

Nonetheless, Sanson was dedicated and loyal to his Master, never straying far from her, visible or no. Occasionally he would suddenly materialize and frighten not a few students whenever Satsuki was about. After he reveals himself, he bows.]

Thank you, Master. [Despite his work and his background, Sanson never made it a habit to raise his voice. More often than not, his tone was measured and somber. It helped conceal the feelings he had about becoming Honnoji's executioner after serving as headsman in France for many years.] Those students were clearly guilty of treason and would have leaked our strategy to the next school.

[Sometimes it was easier, when the people he executed were truly guilty. It was also easier when his Master did not despise him despite who he was.]

Please, don't hesitate to let me know if there is anything else you require of me.

[Inwardly he hopes it wasn't another execution. Unless the target was an enemy Servant.]

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