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[beaumains]

[ The video clicks on to what was probably by then a familiar face to some, a bright smile and warm expression on her face as always. She was out of her armor, but her lance was propped up against the wall just behind her. ]

Hey everyone! Some of you know me, but for anyone who doesn't...

I'm Sir Gareth of Orkney, Knight of the Round Table in Service of His Majesty Arthur, King of Britain!

[ Yeah she just... outright gave her whole-ass True Name because she's never had to keep it hidden before. That, and given she was still very certain this wasn't a Grail War of any sort, well, she had no obligation to follow those rules. So she wouldn't. It was easier for her to make friends with her actual name, after all. ]

Um, but not THAt Arthur. The one that rules here, I mean. And I'm not the same Gareth that was mentioned in the Archivist's books, either. It's complicated, ugh, so I'll just get right to the point...

[ She reaches behind her, pulling out one of the crystal-like shells that were loaded into her lance. At the moment, it was completely dark... ]

These are Mana Charges, uh, Merlin designed them to hold a charge of magic that I could activate with my lance back there, but when fighting off the raiders at the Silent Shore, I wound up burning them all out.

[ She tossed the shell back and forth in her hands, and tried to give it a little jolt of her own power, lighting flashing from her hands and into the shell. But the crystal only glowed briefly before burning out, like a dead lightbulb... ]

And, as you can see, my magic here isn't near strong enough yet to power them up myself.

So... anyone want to help me out here? I'll pay you in chocolate cupcakes!

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[beaumains]

Make yourself comfortable! I'm still decorating some of them, so it'll be a moment, yet.

[ Gareth gestured to one of the sitting sofas. The place Artoria had helped her set up was pretty nice, if a little spartan in some ways... ]

[resistetmords]

Thank you, I'll wait for you when you're ready.

[She gives the girl a smile in return before going to make herself comfortable on the sofa. Smoothing out her skirts and glancing around a little to see what could be seen.]

[beaumains]

[ There really wasn't much. A mannequin held up Gareth's armor, and her shield and lance rested nearby. A book of sorts was kept on the nightstand near her bed, a pen next to it. But there were no decorations, besides. The television was small, and not even plugged in. The screen protector was still on it from when it was unpacked.

All in all, it gave the impression more of barracks than a studio apartment.

Gareth did eventually come out with a plate to set on the coffee table, along with a mug of milk. The cupcakes were expertly made, if slightly rough, and decorated with little drawings of dogs. ]

There we are... my specialty! Or at least it had been since I was in Chaldea. We obviously didn't have chocolate in my time, heh...

[resistetmords]

[It gave the impression of just moved in. Basic and bare, but potentially growing into a nice home. Belgium wouldn't nose around too much though beyond giving a few glances here and there. Maybe she should have brought a house warming gift?

But oh hey! Cupcakes and milk! She looks down at the drawings and lets out a little squee.]

Ah, they're so totally cute~! [Belgium picks one up gingerly to admire the design.] So you enjoy baking then?

[beaumains]

Baking's been a long time passion of mine! Cakes and sweets are my favorite to make, but I started making bread for my brothers when I was still really young. [ Gareth laugh. ]

In fact, I was baking before I even took up practicing for knighthood.

[resistetmords]

It shows. [She smiles, taking a bite of the cupcake, avoiding the cute dog drawing on it.]

Ah, they're really good. [Cue more squees~!] What made you want to become a knight?

[beaumains]

I wanted to follow my brothers, of course! They'd all entered the knighthood, and I wanted to, as well!

[ They'd always done everything together, after all. She had no aspirations for any goal unique from just remaining with them for as long as she could. ]

[resistetmords]

That must have been quite the lofty goal for you at the time.

[She rests her chin on her palm, leaning into it as she gives Gareth her full attention.] Did you have any aspirations then besides being a gallant knight?

[beaumains]

[ Gareth shook her head. ]

For me, I wanted to live my days as a knight, until I was too old to hold a lance any longer. It was dream to live within that world, to exist in testament to chivalric ideals, and go on adventures!

[ It wasn't as if she had to worry about war. Artoria had secured pretty strong alliances in all the neighboring kingdoms. At least... not war from outside territories. ]