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thefoundation2019-08-03 11:41 am
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Week 6, Saturday
[After a tense night and a quiet morning, everyone will get an email at 11 am. The email comes straight from MC.]
Meet me in the studio at noon.
[It's probably best to follow those instructions.
When they get to the studio, they will find that twelve podiums have been arranged in a semi-circle on the stage. Each person can take whichever one they want, they aren't assigned.
There is the box of prinny jurors once more, but this time the twelve prinnies seated there might look familiar. In addition, there is a new spot next to the prinnies where a single stool behind a small table is left empty.
Given that the seat John used previously is taken up by MC, John looks at the group awkwardly before going to sit on that stool.
It's time to begin the final trial.]
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Meet me in the studio at noon.
[It's probably best to follow those instructions.
When they get to the studio, they will find that twelve podiums have been arranged in a semi-circle on the stage. Each person can take whichever one they want, they aren't assigned.
There is the box of prinny jurors once more, but this time the twelve prinnies seated there might look familiar. In addition, there is a new spot next to the prinnies where a single stool behind a small table is left empty.
Given that the seat John used previously is taken up by MC, John looks at the group awkwardly before going to sit on that stool.
It's time to begin the final trial.]

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We did it! I can't believe we pulled it off...!
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[He doesn't tip over, though a few butterflies scatter on the hit - but he laughs and hugs Silver back, before going to set him down.]
See? Math never lies, Silver.
[After that - he suddenly seems to get a little serious, though a smile is still on his face.]
...I wonder if you would be willing to listen to a request of mine?
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Math shmath, are you saying your math predicted that?! ... if it did, I really need to get better at math!
[Silver blinks at the sudden change in tone, tilting his head]
After everything you've done for me? Anything.
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[Still, he's happy to see that light - and it just solidfies the wish he has, as he nods.]
...Though the Foundation will begin to change now, there will still be those that will fight against this. And - we have all seen the horrors that could happen, if someone like Kurotsuchi got his hands on a Heroic Spirit like myself.
[There's a moment, before he shakes his head.]
I never formed a contract in the month I was in this world, due to being unable to find anyone I would wish to form that sort of bond with. However - after all of this, that has changed.
...Silver. I am not a Good man, nor can I ever claim to be one. But - the temptation of walking by your side as you travel down your path...is becoming too great to ignore.
...And, more importantly...I wish to protect that light that beats inside of you, against whatever may come.
[He extends a gloved hand, his eyes warm.]
....Will you become my Master?
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2/???
he's waiting for a punchline....]
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he's sincere
he's totally sincere and Silver can feel his cheeks flush and tears sting his eyes]
done!!
O-... of course!! I can't think of a greater honor...!
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I believe skin to skin contact should be enough...you needn't worry. As long as we both desire this, then in this world...the contract will be made.
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[Silver also takes off one of his gloves. It seems as though the blue markings on his gloves actually come from below -- bright glowing circles on his palm-pad and the top of his hand, with a line from each to a circlet around his wrist -- and places it on Moriarty's]
I would be honored to have you, James Moriarty, as my Heroic Servant... the man who's been like a dad to me.
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Eat lots of protein-filled food. That should help you keep your mana reserves up.
[And Frisk gives a thumbs-up. By the way he has command seals on the back of his hand, funny right?]
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That shouldn't be a problem. I don't know if you saw all the eggs I've got.
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[He smiles, softly - and with a sudden tug of magic, the connection is established. It doesn't hurt, but -]
...Ah. I suppose I should give you at least the normal rundown, yes? Now, you know what command Seals are - those will be your way to control me if need be, or grant me a temporary powerboost. No matter what it is, I will be unable to resist - without great pain, as you saw before. Once all three are used, our contract is broken.
Ah, and...
[To everyone else, he falls silent - but Silver will quickly hear a familiar voice in his head.]
'I can speak to you like this, whenever I or you wish.'
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Oh....! W-well... I would never make you do anything you didn't want to do. I swear.
[but suddenly Moriarty is in his head! It's.. a strange sensation? It's definitely something new. He makes a weird concentrating face as he tries to return the telepathy. He needs practice.....]
'Um.... testing... 1, 2, 3? Can you hear me if I think at you really hard?'
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[Moriarty is, after all, impassive - but he suddenly speaks again, looking serious.]
..Ah. There is one other thing - Masters, when they sleep, may see the memories of their Servants. ...and I will not lie - many of my memories are not...pleasant, to say the least.
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[Silver tilts his head, looking sad for a moment... but only for a moment. He pats Moriarty's arm]
I don't mind. If that's the price to protect you, then it is what it is.
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[The patting does make him smile a bit - but he doesn't protest.
If Silver is set on this...well. He won't ruin the moment by protesting.]
...Very well then, Master.
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[Silver tilts his head, smiling sadly]
'Nothing could be worse than seeing my best friend fried to a crisp and knowing it should have been me.'
[but then he smiles again]
Don't be so formal! I'm still just Silver!