[Saber shows up in one of the business suits she's taken to wearing - until she regains her proper imperial regalia, at least - and hefting a greatsword as long as she is tall. She walks with it braced against her shoulder - like it were nothing more significant than a baseball bat or fishing rod - seemingly not bothered by the weight.
Carved along the v-shaped indentation in the blade - if he can read them at a distance - are the words "REGNUM CAELORUM ET GEHENNAS".]
A true pity. In that case, I hope that we both prove to be what the other needs...
[She twirls the oversized sword off her shoulder, and drives it into the ground.]
...a worthy adversary.
[She lets the blade sit for a moment, and closes the distance between them.]
A lovely collection. Though, I must wonder at that one...
[She points to the chainsword, a slightly befuddled expression on her face; she can tell it's been modified in some mechanical fashion, but... what the hell can you do to a sword with machines to make it more swordy?]
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Carved along the v-shaped indentation in the blade - if he can read them at a distance - are the words "REGNUM CAELORUM ET GEHENNAS".]
A true pity. In that case, I hope that we both prove to be what the other needs...
[She twirls the oversized sword off her shoulder, and drives it into the ground.]
...a worthy adversary.
[She lets the blade sit for a moment, and closes the distance between them.]
A lovely collection. Though, I must wonder at that one...
[She points to the chainsword, a slightly befuddled expression on her face; she can tell it's been modified in some mechanical fashion, but... what the hell can you do to a sword with machines to make it more swordy?]