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Character Name: Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri Series: Fate/Zero Timeline: Just before Maiya is captured. Canon Resource Links:Sola-Ui's page at the Type Moon wiki! Other information about the series can be found here also.
Personality: As befitting a magus of a long-lasting family of magic-users, Sola-Ui has both the pride and dedication expected of her. A woman who is often seen as cold and calculating, she can easily be said to have the temperament necessary to enter the Fourth Holy Grail War. On top of this, Sola-Ui holds a tactical prowess that easily belittles her intended husband's. Because of both this and her cutting derisiveness, it's easy for her to dominate her weaker partner. The novel describes her as "high-class", and indeed, this is the impression that can easily be seen from her. Her words are ever-cold and often formal, never using bad language even at the height of her rage. Temperamental though she is, she fulfils the role of both instructer and commander, despite not officially holding the second role.
As a member of the Sophia-Ri family, Sola-Ui has a large amount of knowledge of magecraft and a keen tactical sense, as well as the elegant and dominating attitude that comes with the territory. She is able even to override a powerful Master such as Kayneth Archibald El-Melloi with a look and a stern word. Far from being shy, she will never fail to interject her own views and will cut down even her future husband's protests when she feels she's in the right. Essentially, she drives over them with her words as if they were a steamroller, accepting no argument and freely mocking them to their face. There is only one thing that can metaphorically bring her to her knees.
Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.
Thanks to Diarmuid's curse, Sola-Ui grew steadily less focused on the war and more focused on him over time. As the one who supplied him with the prana he required to remain materialised. Ever-critical and derisive of Kayneth's cowardly methods, she was the one who drove him the most in his determination to win the war. Partly to prove himself superior to her -- and partly to overcome his supicions about Lancer. And right those suspicions were; as time passed, Sola-Ui's cursed love grew into an overwhelming obsession. Her dutiful following of her husband for the sake of her family twisted to the point where she willfully snapped off his fingers after he was disabled by Kiritsugu and threatened to kill him if he did not give her his command spells and allow her to take over Lancer.
However even that did not ease her obsession.
Lancer's loyalty to her husband drove her wild with frustration and disappointment, however she was able to delude herself enough to keep her happy. Staying by his side like glue, she was only with reluctance persuaded to stay out of the battlefield and let him handle Caster. This was the obsessive love that the curse of Diarmuid invoked in her. That Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri, who describes herself as being "frozen", would burn with desire for a long-dead spirit - and would die for it. Strengths/Weaknesses: Officially, her profile in the character book states that her strengths are "Criticizing others' cooking" and "Complaining to Customer Service". Other than those little gems, however, her strengths and weaknesses shown in the novel and anime are:
Strategy. Out of all of "Team Lancer", Sola-Ui shows the most capability for this. However, she loses her head when it comes to Lancer.
She is essentially the most determined of the group; and the most willing to sacrifice for their goals.
From her dialogue, it seems she has never felt fondly upon another person before Lancer. As a result, she finds it both difficult and unrewarding to befriend others, making them expendable.
Sola dislikes the idea of being just a carrier for the next generation.
She is a skilled mage and has a high level of prana - basically energy that can be converted into action. All humans carry it, but only magi can store and use it.
Sola is very good at sizing up the scene - and judging her fiance's actions. He refers to her as his teacher; whether he means this in the literal educator sense or the sense of someone who he's learnt a lot from is unclear
She is very proud, which can sometimes get in the way.
Thanks to Diarmuid's "curse", she is highly obsessive over him. The book implies that she should have been able to resist his curse, indicating it is simply ordinary feelings. However, those feelings border on the frightening and she throws all of her skills aside when it comes to him. The longer she is away from him, the more it should taper, but the loss of him will make her rather unstable for a little while.
She is highly disorganised and hates sorting so much as a shopping list.
She cannot cook and she hates doing laundry.
Pokémon Information Affiliation: Trainer Starter: Smoochum Password: Raspberry Lemonade
Samples First Person Sample: [Tap, tap. The sound of carefully filed nails lightly striking the hard side of the Pokegear. It echoes a little in the near silence that fills the air. The only sound is the dripping of rain from the edge of the trees.]
Oh? And finally this device-
[Her words sounded almost scornful, although she tried to bite it back. There was no sense in alienating them yet. She couldn't let anyone know she was a Master.]
-manages to turn on. I was almost about to give up on it.
[Never. She knew that she would not have given up.]
I must admit, I had no idea technology of this type existed. What other 'wonders' does this place hold?
[Her voice tightened, growing a little more ragged for a second. Where was he? Then it calmed, only rising into frustration again when a smooching sound followed.]
What are you-?! Someone get this thing off me. Now.
Third Person Sample: It was almost like a Familiar, this little creature that kept trying to kiss her. A Familiar that wasn't easy to control, and that couldn't be easily removed from her person. Nor could she see through its eyes. If she could have, she would have stayed in the warm town and sent the kiss-happy creature - pink, really? - out to find Lancer. Over the entire world if it had to. Until it collapsed and died, if it had to.
But no, it wasn't even good enough for that! At least the wretched thing could fight. At the moment, with her magic gone, there was nothing else she could rely on.
Her hands kept shaking. Somehow, she managed to still them, linking them together in front of her as she thought it over. Sola had spent the entire day and most of the day before trying and failing to invoke her magic. No matter what it was, familiars, concealment spells, even simple communication - it was simply useless.
And worse yet...
The worst possibility...
Diarmuid ua Diabhne was out of her reach.
He had neither responded to her call, nor found her there. She could not feel him at all. Her command spells were gone. What in the world had happened? What power was this great? Had someone killed Lancer and taken the Grail? Wished something this insane? The truth was that she couldn't stay here and hope to know. She had to hold back this insane unladylike urge she had to fling herself at the ground and weep for his return. The absence of the faint warmth that she felt from him was like a knife in her chest. And at the same time, she had to wonder.
Had she truly been 'cursed', or was it truly that she had felt 'love' for the first time? Was this yet another piece of suffering for the crime of not being born in her brother's place? A punishment for wishing to not carry on the Sophia-Ri's legacy and instead pursue a man who was little more than a ghost?
She had to find him.
She had to look for him, no matter what. This, she understood better than anyone else. This was her only chance at happiness.
Somehow, he had to be here. Fate couldn't be this cruel.
...or perhaps it could.
Self-deception was almost as bad as weakness. As immaturity. As failure. Her hand ached dully from where she'd struck it. "My hand..." she muttered absently. Yes, she had to at least look. Without the Command Seals he would need to be found fast.
Before his energy ran to minimum and he disappeared forever.
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Character
Name: Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri
Series: Fate/Zero
Timeline: Just before Maiya is captured.
Canon Resource Links: Sola-Ui's page at the Type Moon wiki! Other information about the series can be found here also.
Personality: As befitting a magus of a long-lasting family of magic-users, Sola-Ui has both the pride and dedication expected of her. A woman who is often seen as cold and calculating, she can easily be said to have the temperament necessary to enter the Fourth Holy Grail War. On top of this, Sola-Ui holds a tactical prowess that easily belittles her intended husband's. Because of both this and her cutting derisiveness, it's easy for her to dominate her weaker partner. The novel describes her as "high-class", and indeed, this is the impression that can easily be seen from her. Her words are ever-cold and often formal, never using bad language even at the height of her rage. Temperamental though she is, she fulfils the role of both instructer and commander, despite not officially holding the second role.
As a member of the Sophia-Ri family, Sola-Ui has a large amount of knowledge of magecraft and a keen tactical sense, as well as the elegant and dominating attitude that comes with the territory. She is able even to override a powerful Master such as Kayneth Archibald El-Melloi with a look and a stern word. Far from being shy, she will never fail to interject her own views and will cut down even her future husband's protests when she feels she's in the right. Essentially, she drives over them with her words as if they were a steamroller, accepting no argument and freely mocking them to their face. There is only one thing that can metaphorically bring her to her knees.
Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.
Thanks to Diarmuid's curse, Sola-Ui grew steadily less focused on the war and more focused on him over time. As the one who supplied him with the prana he required to remain materialised. Ever-critical and derisive of Kayneth's cowardly methods, she was the one who drove him the most in his determination to win the war. Partly to prove himself superior to her -- and partly to overcome his supicions about Lancer. And right those suspicions were; as time passed, Sola-Ui's cursed love grew into an overwhelming obsession. Her dutiful following of her husband for the sake of her family twisted to the point where she willfully snapped off his fingers after he was disabled by Kiritsugu and threatened to kill him if he did not give her his command spells and allow her to take over Lancer.
However even that did not ease her obsession.
Lancer's loyalty to her husband drove her wild with frustration and disappointment, however she was able to delude herself enough to keep her happy. Staying by his side like glue, she was only with reluctance persuaded to stay out of the battlefield and let him handle Caster. This was the obsessive love that the curse of Diarmuid invoked in her. That Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri, who describes herself as being "frozen", would burn with desire for a long-dead spirit - and would die for it.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Officially, her profile in the character book states that her strengths are "Criticizing others' cooking" and "Complaining to Customer Service". Other than those little gems, however, her strengths and weaknesses shown in the novel and anime are:
Strategy. Out of all of "Team Lancer", Sola-Ui shows the most capability for this. However, she loses her head when it comes to Lancer.
She is essentially the most determined of the group; and the most willing to sacrifice for their goals.
From her dialogue, it seems she has never felt fondly upon another person before Lancer. As a result, she finds it both difficult and unrewarding to befriend others, making them expendable.
Sola dislikes the idea of being just a carrier for the next generation.
She is a skilled mage and has a high level of prana - basically energy that can be converted into action. All humans carry it, but only magi can store and use it.
Sola is very good at sizing up the scene - and judging her fiance's actions. He refers to her as his teacher; whether he means this in the literal educator sense or the sense of someone who he's learnt a lot from is unclear
She is very proud, which can sometimes get in the way.
Thanks to Diarmuid's "curse", she is highly obsessive over him. The book implies that she should have been able to resist his curse, indicating it is simply ordinary feelings. However, those feelings border on the frightening and she throws all of her skills aside when it comes to him. The longer she is away from him, the more it should taper, but the loss of him will make her rather unstable for a little while.
She is highly disorganised and hates sorting so much as a shopping list.
She cannot cook and she hates doing laundry.
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Smoochum
Password: Raspberry Lemonade
Samples
First Person Sample: [Tap, tap. The sound of carefully filed nails lightly striking the hard side of the Pokegear. It echoes a little in the near silence that fills the air. The only sound is the dripping of rain from the edge of the trees.]
Oh? And finally this device-
[Her words sounded almost scornful, although she tried to bite it back. There was no sense in alienating them yet. She couldn't let anyone know she was a Master.]
-manages to turn on. I was almost about to give up on it.
[Never. She knew that she would not have given up.]
I must admit, I had no idea technology of this type existed. What other 'wonders' does this place hold?
[Her voice tightened, growing a little more ragged for a second. Where was he? Then it calmed, only rising into frustration again when a smooching sound followed.]
What are you-?! Someone get this thing off me. Now.
Third Person Sample:
It was almost like a Familiar, this little creature that kept trying to kiss her. A Familiar that wasn't easy to control, and that couldn't be easily removed from her person. Nor could she see through its eyes. If she could have, she would have stayed in the warm town and sent the kiss-happy creature - pink, really? - out to find Lancer. Over the entire world if it had to. Until it collapsed and died, if it had to.
But no, it wasn't even good enough for that! At least the wretched thing could fight. At the moment, with her magic gone, there was nothing else she could rely on.
Her hands kept shaking. Somehow, she managed to still them, linking them together in front of her as she thought it over. Sola had spent the entire day and most of the day before trying and failing to invoke her magic. No matter what it was, familiars, concealment spells, even simple communication - it was simply useless.
And worse yet...
The worst possibility...
Diarmuid ua Diabhne was out of her reach.
He had neither responded to her call, nor found her there. She could not feel him at all. Her command spells were gone. What in the world had happened? What power was this great? Had someone killed Lancer and taken the Grail? Wished something this insane? The truth was that she couldn't stay here and hope to know. She had to hold back this insane unladylike urge she had to fling herself at the ground and weep for his return. The absence of the faint warmth that she felt from him was like a knife in her chest. And at the same time, she had to wonder.
Had she truly been 'cursed', or was it truly that she had felt 'love' for the first time? Was this yet another piece of suffering for the crime of not being born in her brother's place? A punishment for wishing to not carry on the Sophia-Ri's legacy and instead pursue a man who was little more than a ghost?
She had to find him.
She had to look for him, no matter what. This, she understood better than anyone else. This was her only chance at happiness.
Somehow, he had to be here. Fate couldn't be this cruel.
...or perhaps it could.
Self-deception was almost as bad as weakness. As immaturity. As failure. Her hand ached dully from where she'd struck it. "My hand..." she muttered absently. Yes, she had to at least look. Without the Command Seals he would need to be found fast.
Before his energy ran to minimum and he disappeared forever.