Dɪαʀᴍᴜɪᴅ Uα Dᴜɪʙʜɴє (
ridireacht) wrote2013-04-12 04:18 am
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hey, that sounds like my luck
PLAYER
Name: Snow
Personal Journal:
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CHARACTER
Name: Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, Lancer Class
Canon: Fate/Zero
Timeline: Episode 15, just before breaking Gáe Buide.
Personality:
First Person: dear_mun post
Third Person:
Name: Snow
Personal Journal:
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CHARACTER
Name: Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, Lancer Class
Canon: Fate/Zero
Timeline: Episode 15, just before breaking Gáe Buide.
Personality:
Referencing his legend prior to his revival as Lancer to compete in the Holy Grail Wars, Diarmuid is an interesting character. He is an honorable and very chivalrous man, being the loyal knight of the great Fian leader, Fionn mac Cumhaill. His skill and loyalty to his Fian and leader are both greatly emphasized, especially when it comes to Fionn's fiancée, Gráinne. Gráinne falls in love with Diarmuid, both for his youth in comparison to her fiancé and for the "blessing" a sídhe placed on him after sleeping with him, and Diarmuid resists her attempts to talk him into eloping with her out of respect for Fionn. It is only when she threatens to place a geis on him that he complies, and they run away together. But even with Gráinne's false love at the start, he does all that he can to protect and provide for her.
It also extends to the children they have together: he cares for and loves his children, and does care for and respect Gráinne, all the way up to his death. His death, it should be mentioned, was due to being killed by a boar on a hunt with Fionn after his foster father negotiated peace between them. He went on this hunt, despite being foretold that his death would be caused by a boar, so it's a show of good faith and belief in his old leader. Unfortunately, Fionn is the only one that would be able to heal him and fails to do so. (Initially due to letting the water that would heal him slip through his fingers, but finally because he arrives too late.)
Yet in the end, he blames neither of them for his death, and does not hold a grudge to them.
As his second chance with being summoned as a Servant of the Lancer Class shows, that hasn't really changed. At all. If anything, it might have become even more emphasized, as we see in his battles with and alongside King Arthur herself. He is actually excited to meet another warrior who values honor and chivalry as much as he does, and expresses a concern that the "blessing" he was given would give him an unfair advantage. When it turns out that she has a high enough magical resistance that the love spot below his eye does nothing, he's actually fairly thrilled by the prospect.
Arthur also shows how respectful Lancer remains, from his first life and into his second. Where others disrespect and belittle Arthur for being a woman, Lancer only sees the King of Knights and a chivalrous heart. It is an honor to him, to fight Saber even before he figures out who she is, regardless of sex. His respect also extends to his Master, Kayneth, despite the fact they definitely do not see eye to eye.
Throughout the battles portrayed in the Grail War, and even at rest, it's shown that Lancer is also a fairly level-headed man. He's amiable and calm, and one could even go so far as to say that he's friendly. Even fairly cheerful, at times. He knows, quite well, that he's not exactly the luckiest person around, but that isn't about to actually stop him.
While extremely proficient in combat-- quick to think on his feet in the thick of things, able to assess an opponent and situation with relative ease-- he's also more than willing to try and find a way to peacefully resolve things.
In the end, it's truly difficult to anger Lancer. He does become frustrated when ordered to assist Berserker in defeating Saber, which he finds to be a dishonorable act, but that's the worst of it prior to his forced suicide. The idea of being so dishonorable, so disrespectful, is enough to get a rise out of him, though it has a slow build and he will remain fairly level throughout.
But when pushed, his rage would be venomous. He has yet, however, to experience this due to his canon point.
First Person: dear_mun post
Third Person:
It had been interesting, learning how everything in the city worked. He wasn't completely foreign to his surroundings, but Diarmuid rarely found himself observing work in the kitchen. He was always by Kayneth and Sola-Ui, always attentive to their orders and the battles they had planned. So arriving in the city, and finding himself in a flat with such interesting instruments, he had spent far too much time investigating everything.
Such drastic differences, however, would not stop him from learning how things worked. Especially not after a particularly bad run in with a boar-like creature he'd encountered in the park. It wasn't so much that he feared going out, but he knew better than to press his luck when an omen like that presented itself. He didn't have much luck to give, anyways.
So it left him reflecting, on the absence of the Holy Grail War, of Masters and Servants. On the fact that he could dream again, and that he'd found himself with a true second chance at living again, rather than the false one that he'd been given when he was initially summoned. The fact that it was ruined all for naught, in the end, only proved more and more that perhaps Ruby City wasn't all that bad.
After all, it was a chance to truly remember what simply living was. It was almost... relaxing. Even the mundane had its uses, and Diarmuid found himself missing simpler times. Where he could return from a hunt and could sit down with family and friends, enjoying simple company and conversation. Of course it wasn't the same, in the city, but it was something. And he would hold onto it, while he still could.
Many people hated the city they found themselves in.
Diarmuid counted himself lucky, for once.