Darkus
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Early in the morning in an apartment complex in the city of London, the sight of a man soundly asleep in the comfort of his own bed. The silence and peace of his bedroom were interrupted by the loud sound of an alarm going off on the nightstand next to his bed, the noise generated by the clock was enough to wake the raven-haired man. His eyes opened and immediately stared at the clock that marked 3:30 AM, slamming his hand and silencing the alarm. Letting out a yawn as he got the bedsheets off of him and extended both of his arms. Charles Constantine, a former Sealing Designation Enforcer for the Clocktower now Freelancer, and also what many will call a "Master." A person that summoned a Heroic Spirit from another time and age that boasted a great deal of strength. A few days had passed since that summoning ritual took place and his schedule had changed entirely. The lazy magus got out of his bed and prepared himself for the day. He showered and put up in a jogging suit, knowingly prepared for what was coming, it wasn't often he wore something like that, but the situation demanded it.
Finally, he stepped out of his room as soon as the sun began to rise making exiting his own apartment and stepping into the dark hallway that took the elevator bringing him down all the way. The lights were already on before his arrival, and he knew that she was waiting for him. Was this truly necessary? A part of him wanted to just go back and sleep in, his body desired it, but he wouldn't to suffer the consequences of doing so. Stepping into the training room, clad in a gray tracksuit and tennis shoes, he stared at the figure that waited for him. "I'm here, just like you said, Saber..." Charles spoke, addressing his own servant that had called for him at this time and place. The reason for this was yet unknown to him, but he hoped that he would obtain some answers. The master of a Saber-class servant was believed to be the strongest class, a Chinese woman from another time that held great power. Initially, he had intended to get himself with someone he was more knowledgeable about such as King Arthur, but for multiple reasons, it was impossible to get his hands on a proper catalyst. Charles to stick with a servant from another country, but not that he minded, though.
"So what's the reason you wanted me here? Are we training or something?" He posed a question, raising an eyebrow and wondering about his servant's intentions. Hypothesizing that this could be about training, Charles found very little reason to do so. She was a servant, she didn't need training, and he had her, another reason why he didn't need training. However, the truth is that he needed it, one way or another, he was once a proficient mage hunter, but such skills had grown rusty and needed to polish. His laziness made it hard to acknowledge his own lack of skills and the other thing in his mind aside from what the reason could it be was his own desire to go back to the comfort of his own bed. The raven-haired mage let out another yawn and covered his mouth while he awaited an appropriate response.
The training room was more or less akin to a gym, a well-equipped one as well. Treadmills, weights, a boxing ring, and sparring mats for martial artists. It was still quite early in the day, so the place was empty with Charles and his servant being the only people present at the time. Surprisingly enough, as far as he was aware the gym wasn't as used as much as he thought even though it was equipped with quality items. The wall at the left was replaced with glass, if one managed to focus they'll be able to see a pool right outside.
Finally, he stepped out of his room as soon as the sun began to rise making exiting his own apartment and stepping into the dark hallway that took the elevator bringing him down all the way. The lights were already on before his arrival, and he knew that she was waiting for him. Was this truly necessary? A part of him wanted to just go back and sleep in, his body desired it, but he wouldn't to suffer the consequences of doing so. Stepping into the training room, clad in a gray tracksuit and tennis shoes, he stared at the figure that waited for him. "I'm here, just like you said, Saber..." Charles spoke, addressing his own servant that had called for him at this time and place. The reason for this was yet unknown to him, but he hoped that he would obtain some answers. The master of a Saber-class servant was believed to be the strongest class, a Chinese woman from another time that held great power. Initially, he had intended to get himself with someone he was more knowledgeable about such as King Arthur, but for multiple reasons, it was impossible to get his hands on a proper catalyst. Charles to stick with a servant from another country, but not that he minded, though.
"So what's the reason you wanted me here? Are we training or something?" He posed a question, raising an eyebrow and wondering about his servant's intentions. Hypothesizing that this could be about training, Charles found very little reason to do so. She was a servant, she didn't need training, and he had her, another reason why he didn't need training. However, the truth is that he needed it, one way or another, he was once a proficient mage hunter, but such skills had grown rusty and needed to polish. His laziness made it hard to acknowledge his own lack of skills and the other thing in his mind aside from what the reason could it be was his own desire to go back to the comfort of his own bed. The raven-haired mage let out another yawn and covered his mouth while he awaited an appropriate response.
The training room was more or less akin to a gym, a well-equipped one as well. Treadmills, weights, a boxing ring, and sparring mats for martial artists. It was still quite early in the day, so the place was empty with Charles and his servant being the only people present at the time. Surprisingly enough, as far as he was aware the gym wasn't as used as much as he thought even though it was equipped with quality items. The wall at the left was replaced with glass, if one managed to focus they'll be able to see a pool right outside.
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