[Kaname Housen, Basement/Worm Pit, Matou Household]

If there was one thing that Kaname thought he'd never experience in the battle known as the "Holy Grail War" he was assigned to win, it was clean out worm carcasses from a missing magi family's basement. Nevertheless, he still had to do it to get anything done and over with, and after doing so, he wanted to set his skin on fire. He wouldn't do it, of course. He lacked the immediate means to do so, even if he wanted to. Besides, he had better things to do. Like actually set up the ritual he'd went through that sickening experience for. 

Kaname set down Puppet-chan's suitcase on a clear patch of floor and dropped the bag held in his left beside it. The teen magus looked between the cleared off floor and the bag of dubious contents before nodding to himself. It looked to be a good enough size for the circle. He then unzipped the bag and removed a ragdoll-esque dead bird, one of several, by it's neck.

He used his free hand to remove his cell phone and check the picture he had taken of the summoning circle. Sure, he... sort of... studied it beforehand, but it was always good to have a visual on hand.

Right then, back to the circle.