@PaulHaynek
"It's part of my class and my abilities you managed to link onto me." she explained and held out the sword. "As for who i am, Toemoe gozen." she said quietly, so only he could faintly hear her. "As to who should know my name, only you should know it, no one else. Never speak is. If say my name, call me Seishi" she said to him. "Now, i know who rider is, sort of longer hair. There's also another servant, smells like death and wears a face mask with a smile of teeth on it." she commented to him, firmly grasping her sword and not willing to let go of it.

"I can explain my abilities if you'd like me to."

Tomoe Gozen? Cage recalled that name from somewhere but he's not exactly sure where. However, Tomoe made it clear not to utter her real name. She was to be 'Seishi' instead. The actor was impressed at this tactic though it worried him as that implied the Grail War was real serious. Berserker mentioned she had met some other Servants. "What? You did? Did you get into a fight or something?" However, judging from Tomoe's current look it seemed she had not. Though it could be that the fight was terribly one-sided.

"Your abilities huh?" Cage figured the Master should know what his Servant's skills are made of and how powerful they are. "Let's hear it."

Ukatan City

@Flamelord

“Yes, but that means that four of them are not. It is not beyond the realm of plausibility that one might use a weapon as a form camouflage. You might not be so eager to fight Assassin should you think them to be Saber,” Louise replied as she watched the battle continue to unfold before her eyes. She bit her bottom lip in frustration. On one hand she had the power to intervene, potentially saving Akane in the process. But on the other that would mean purposefully putting Archer in danger. She doubted that he would willingly agree to such a reckless course of action. Louise didn't want to have to resort to using the command seals if she could avoid it.

“If we assume that we are indeed seeing Saber and Berserker, that would mean that either way we would have to fight at least one of the two if directly. However at that point we would also be backed by one of those two, which puts the odds of victory in our favour. However that assumes that we are not betrayed the moment it becomes advantageous to do so. I can't say for certain that Akane would not do that. Hypothetically speaking, the risk is too great,” Louise said in a calm, logical manner as she tried to see the situation from a purely logical point of view. However as calm as she may have sounded on the outside inside she was close to panic.

“I'm not sure if I can just stand here and watch Akane die,” she said in a honest but sombre tone, knowing that what she was close to suggesting could be tantamount to suicide. She closed her eyes to disconnect herself from Archer’s vision. “I don’t know what to do,” she said, gripping her broom so tightly that her hand turned white.

"Flying?" There were several ways to do this, and while Jacob wanted to ask, he knew his Servant wouldn't be able to tell him. Regardless, it was a simple process in theory, but execution was another thing. "That's... interesting. Nothing to worry about, but interesting none the less. I must commend you on finding some leads. I am pleasantry surprised." Every little bit of information helped. If they had their gender, that narrows it down by roughly half. That is unless they employed illusions, but that wasn't a line of thinking that Jacob was willing to follow. "Next time pick one and tail them, I have no preference... Then again."

A thought crossed his mind. Looking around the room he saw just that, a room, four walls, a floor and a ceiling. "How do you see this going?" The Master asked rather abruptly. "Or rather, how would you like this to go? I can't help but feel that we are lagging behind. No doubt there is a battle going on at this very moment, one we are oblivious to. We need a better approach for tomorrow." Grail Wars tended to be short, and if he didn't hop on the public band wagon soon he could miss his chance to feign innocence. If they waited for someone to come to them it would be too late to act. It was better that he gained someone's trust sooner rather than latter in order to utilize more resources for information gathering, as well as muscle. Assassin proved well suited for finding the other pairs. "Here is what I think. Tomorrow, find me a Master. Someone who is young, and hopefully naive. Then, when the time is right, you try to kill me."

Main Office
Ukatan University
Assassin

@Gamerdude369

“Flying, yes, like a méchante sorcière, a wicked witch. Broom and all. They were heading away from the university, I cannot be more accurate than that,” Assassin confirmed with a slight nod. “How would I like this to go? Does it really matter? Well, since you ask, we should avoid direct combat whenever possible. However avoiding battle altogether will get us nowhere. We need to manipulate the situation.” Assassin paused for a moment, looking at her Master with a momentarily perplexed look before understating dawned on her. She nodded in agreement. “That might work.”

It seemed that her Master wished to create a situation that would endear him to one of the other Masters so as to earn their trust, hence the emphasis on naivety. Information Erasure, her latent ability to remove information related to her identity immediately following battle would prove most advantageous. It would allow her to perform her role with complete anonymity. That way she could re-join her Master, posing as a normal human through Presence Concealment. With that course of action agreed upon she returned to his previous question.

“It is not enough to simply strike at the Masters. The Masters will be guarded, their Servants will see to that. So we need to remove the Servants from the equation. Ideally we need to create a situation in which two Masters are forced into direct confrontation with one another, thereby forcing their Servants hands. The more equally matched the better. This will create an opening, a temporary vulnerability that we can exploit. A moment is all I will need,” Assassin suggested.

Archer, Ukatan City
@Constantine

Once more Archer found himself having to disagree, to some extent. For one, Assassin would not have fought like this, Rider would have used his mount if he was putting in any effort at all, and Caster would be using magic. Admittedly, the roots could have been some form of nature magic, but it didn't seem all that likely. And another of the classes could have had that as well. So in the end perhaps his master was more right than he liked to think, and he was merely disagreeing because he had to stick to his original opinion. Details, that had no bearing on their present situation.

Archer frowned, brow curling in though as he considered the situation at hand whilst watching the ongoing fight, and considering what to do. Berserker and Saber tended to be pretty strong classes in their own rights. It would be best to align with one and then fight them afterwards, if they were to do that sort of thing. On the other hand though, it might make more sense to let them fight it out, and then attack whomever won. At that point they would be exhausted, injured, perhaps even unable to use their Noble Phantasm, which was a boost in and of itself. He could see why Louise was having a problem with it.

Resolving himself, he held his hand out with his palm upwards, and he caught a rifle as it dropped from thin air. Measured movements brought it up and to his shoulder as he aimed down the sights at the ongoing battle. Specifically, the schoolgirl that currently served as a Commander in this war. "If we're going to get involved, we should target the Masters," he explained. "They won't be able to survive long without a supply of Prana, especially Berserker." It was a cold hearted way to do things, but it was what needed to be done to win. They should take advantage of anything they could get.

Posed that way, he shifted his gaze over to his doubt stricken Master, noting the way she clung to the broom in her hands and struggled. "Do what you think is right," he said then, drawing on his Charisma. "At the moment, we aren't exactly pressed for a decision. So, we can help your friend, fight her, or wait and see what happens. The War is still early yet, but your friend might be more important than whatever's at the end of this." Not the easiest consolation, but it would serve.

Charles, Utakan University->Utakan City, Construction Site Ruins

Charles had left the university, sending a quick text to Mary and Jane to notify them of his doing so. He wasn't cleared to leave, and he didn't personally care either. The whole thing had just been so that he'd have an excuse to be in the city, so if he got fired it was no big deal. Besides, if he needed to stay at the University, he could just use his magic to help him get back in. He was chuckling to himself about this until he felt something that froze him in his tracks. Prana, a shit ton of it, being used nearby.

"Clairvoyance," he whispered, his eyes taking on a slight glow as he looked around, finally pinpointing the sources coming from a nearby construction site. He quickly made his way their, but chanted several Aria's over himself to activate several Mental Interference spells on him. "Insomnium,Celo,Fallo" Insomnium would hide his physical features, making him appear like a skeletal figure with burning red eyes and black fire wreathed around him. A good scare tactic, but nothing more, and easily bypassed by skilled Magus. The next one, Celo, was a lot less flashy, and thus more effective. It made those who looked at him, if they got through Insomnium, look like a different person. He entertained the idea of being Jacob Miliford, but he wasn't that cruel of a man. Instead, he made himself look like an everyday salaryman that he's seen a thousand of here in Japan, with neatly combed black hair, homely features, and short stature. This would have the double effect of throwing off his opponet's aim and messing with their since of dimensions, as they'd believe his reach was short than it really was. The final spell, Fallo, made his opponent's eyes hold on to his image a half a second longer than normal. A small amount if time, but it could be the difference between a blade in his lungs, and a blade in his shoulder, the latter of which he'd very much prefer over a killing blow. It also made it tricky for his opponents to block his attacks, if only slightly.

By the time he was finished, he had arrived at the seen, his sword and buckler already out as he saw a shadowed figure in armor toss three knives at a girl. "Leveum Ventus" He whispered, his voice being made deeper and more menacing due to his use of Insomnium, and a the wind around him picked up violently, a savage gust rushing forward to collide with the blade, knocking them aside just enough so that they would miss their intended targets, though they could still hit or cut the girl if she didn't move out of the way fast enough. Turning towards the aggressor, he thrust forward with his sword, gathering his prana more effectively for his next attack. "Ehwaz: Ignis Caesio" He called out, invoking first the runes on the blade, then the spell to send forth a fast moving blade of intense flames. He'd slash the blade twice more to send two more such blades at the figure, then raise his shield and wait for the figure to react. Once he had deflected or avoided the attack, Charles would over charge the buckler to send forth a violent gale of wind hurtling at him, the strength behind this attack being much stronger than the Caesio spell, and setting it alight with his blade. This would turn it into a high-powered fireball, which would explode upon impact with the man.

Saber, He thought as he rained down his onslaught of flames upon the shadow,Come to my position as soon as you can, I've encountered what I believe to be another master, and some servants are duking it out nearby. He didn't offer any more information besides where he was if Saber asked, not wanting to take his eyes off his opponent. He could tell with a glance that the girl was a fairly undertrained Magus and a poor fighter, and in that same glance, could tell that his opponent was the exact opposite. The though made him smile as he felt that sense of glorious adrenaline pump through his veins, his senses focusing entirely on the battle he was in. This was Charles at his most human, at his most excited, his most focused. This is what he truly lived for, everything about this was something that made him feel truly alive. Come now, mysterious shadow man, show me what you have to offer

@hatakekuro
@TwilightDragon
@Sublimation
@Constantine
@Flamelord

Nidhogg, Utakan City, Construction Site ruins

Lancer scowled as he grabbed as soon as he grabbed the weapon, but he fought through the pan, eyes glowing, as he flash froze all of the tendrils around him. As Nidhogg cam cloose, he brought up his Naginata to deflect the blow, though it still caused him a great deal of damage and sent him flying backwards. Skidding to a stop, and with a pain in his left hand, Lancer glared at the filthy beast who had dared to lay a hand on him. He was just about to charge at him when he heard Akane calling his name. Sensing danger for his Master, Lancer slashed out with his weapon, sending a wave at Ice at Nidhogg, before rushing over to his Master's side, blocking all of the daggers that came her way.

He eyed the mysterious figures that were battling in front of him, but turned his eyes to look at his master.

"I think it is time for a tactical retreat, Zhou, while your mysterious benefactor handles the man and my attack holds back the beast." Lancer winced as he repositioned his weapon in his hands, the roots in his left hand making it hard to move his hand even the slightest bit, as if his boy was fighting against every order he gave it.

@TwilightDragon

Nidhogg smiled as the monkey ran off, bring forth a wall of thick tendrils to protect him from the ice attack. He entertained the thought of chasing the Servant but he found that it would be more interesting to fight him later. Besides, Nidhogg had been getting a bit bored of dealing with the man, so he simple walked back into shadow, watching the ongoing proceedings from a hidden area wrapped in his tendrils. Eager to see what would happen next.

"Precisely. We don't need to kill them all, we only need to be the last one standing." With little love for physical confrontation, Jacob was very keen on the idea of watching this opera from afar. Getting someone else to fight his battles would increase his chances of victory, and if that someone dare harm anyone other than the combatants, he would be sure they meet their end. "Just promise that when you "jump" me, you make it convincing. Pull your punches and I'll be mad." He smiled coyly at Assassin, in the same way she had done to him many times.

The clock on the wall told him it was time to get home, more sleep tonight would help him be more aware tomorrow. Dinner was also fresh on his mind, something simple and effortless was especially appealing to him. "So what does the night hold for you Lucille? Do you wish to do more scouting or would you like me to drive you home?"

Ukatan City
Louise

@Flamelord

Louise’s internal struggle ended, the hands that had gripped the broom so tightly now relaxed, her expression calm and almost serene. She smiled, her eyes closed, the wind causing her clothes and hair to billow around her. The wind was blowing in the direction that she wanted to go, which would be useful for what she had in mind. “Archer! We’re going to save that girl, I don’t care about her Servant!” she said with conviction, locking her eyes on the scene before them. She began to cycle prana through the engravings on her broom, restoring the enchantment that would allow levitation. The symbols glowed in response, however unlike before this was no temporary glow, instead growing in intensity. The enchantments primed but not yet activated.

“I’m going to save her. I have a plan. But I need you to help me. I’ll understand if you want to refuse. But I'm willing to force the issue if I have to,” she said, her eyes not leaving the scene taking place before her eyes. She didn't say it directly but it would be obvious to her Servant that she was referring to her commands seals. She didn't want to use them but in this situation she wouldn't hesitate. She needed Archer to know that. It was only fair. “I'm going to fly as fast as I can, straight toward Akane. I need you to support me as best you can from afar. Do what you have to do. Remember, we’re not here to fight, retreat as soon as you can. We’ll rendezvous back in my dorm room…You can be angry at me later.”

Louise took a few steps back, pulled her goggles down over her eyes and took a few deep breaths before running toward the ledge, leaping out into empty space. She allowed herself to fall freely, building up speed as she approached terminal velocity. Just over halfway down she engaged the enchantments ‘repelled by the earth’ and ‘foot not making contact with the ground’. She then cycled as much of the prana that she could spare into providing forward propulsion. She knew that Archer could keep up, even at these speeds. She just hoped that he wouldn’t hate her for such a reckless course of action. She would understand if he did. As she pulled up to the horizontal she was going as fast as she possibly could.

She was heading straight for Akane, more or less, veering slightly only to correct her trajectory. At the moment of ‘contact’ with Akane she would expand her enchantment magecrafts, ‘repelled by the earth’ and ‘foot not making contact with the ground’ to encompass Akane, making her light enough to carry.

Ukatan City
Assassin

@Gamerdude369

Assassin nodded in agreement. It was good that they were operating on the same wavelength, it would make it easier to predict her Master’s intentions ahead of time, allowing her more autonomy when it came to making decisions. Had they been of a different mind no doubt her master would have ‘tightened the reigns’ as it were. She returned his smile. “But of course, I have to make it look convincing. But don’t worry, I'm very good at what I do. I can make it look bad without putting you in any real danger, provided that you trust me,” she said in response to his insistence that she not go easy on him. She didn't tell him that the thought of holding back had never even crossed her mind.

“I have no immediate plans, I shall likely return to my room and wait until the morrow. Unless of course you need me during the night, in which case you shall first wine and dine me,” she said in jest, smiling cheerfully as she did so. She got up from her sitting position and walked past her Master, laying a hand on his shoulder as she passed him by. She headed toward the exit, her hands clasped together on the base of her skull, a shopping bag dangling from her right hand. And in her right was a kitchen knife. She turned toward her Master and smiled in an innocent fashion. “I’ll be watching your back, so don’t you worry Master. Nobody will be sticking a knife in there on my watch. See you at home!” she called cheerfully over her shoulder as she disappeared into the hallway.

@TwilightDragon
In one of the city's luxurious hotels sat a man looking over the cityscape from his coffee table, sipping his black coffee as he watched the everyday events play out in front of him. There was little concern whether his servant or not was fine. If anything he should be concerned whether the other servants would be able to handle the conqueror of barbarians. Still, this was an unusual holy grail war and one that shouldn't be taken lightly. Unlike the other grails, this one had eight servants and that extra class was the beast class. Lord knows what unholy beast was summoned. It wasn't a problem though. No matter what happens this war will ultimately be his as long he is involved. It all seemed trivial; the war really meant nothing to him. There was nothing that he wanted that he didn't already have and whatever he didn't have was deemed worthless by him. The only reason he entered this war was just for fun. To simply get a thrill from a challenge to break the mundane cycle of everything going his way. "Hm, I wonder if Rider had sized himself up with anyone yet."
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@Raijinslayer
God dammit Charles was acting on his own accord again! Saber gritted his teeth and heaved a heavy sigh before dissipating into his ethereal form as a way to travel to his master at a faster rate. I'm on my way. Charles-sama don't do anything reckless before I get there. He could only hope that he could get there in time. It was irresponsible of him to leave his master alone like that, especially a master who likes to go get himself into trouble!

Hao’s pulse never varied above a deadly calm constant. His senses remained razor sharp, his mind of steel blocking out any inhibiting limitations brought upon by the mind. No fear, hesitation, or wander blighted his mind, to such an extent that it was as if Hao was merely performing the most casual of daily acts. His breathing was regulated and rhythmic, and his movements had absolutely no waste to them. Every single one of Hao’s maneuvers, whether they be feints or extended attacks, were planned and performed with inhuman efficiency completely lacking in human error. A result of breathing and walking, an Eastern ideology that one drew in god through breath and released god in one’s own expression through the act of walking. The basis for the emphasis of control in breathing within Chinese martial arts, and an ideology that vastly enhanced Hao’s combative capacity, and caused him to be almost peerless in complete hand to hand combat. It was with this mindset of utter efficiency that Hao imbibed his new situation, carefully analyzing every minutiae there was to the situation with extreme rapidity. Firstly, Hao perceived rather quickly that this new foe was utilizing mental interference, which amused Hao. Perhaps if the man had been far more subtle and had deigned to remove his flashy intimidation, his mental interference might have been minor enough to overlook, but alas his flamboyance heralded a grave mistake. No mental interference of the single count level from modern magi would be able to harm any magus with decent capacity, as simply flowing prana through circuits would be enough to dispel the interference spell. It would take a family versed in interference throughout many generations to even consider such a scale of manipulation.

Flowing his magical energy throughout his body, Hao washed away the filth of Charles’s interference and perceived him clearly. The girl had immediately been seized by some other acquaintance of hers and escaped in due process, but Hao did not consider this event a loss. He had never expected to eliminate a master so early in this war, but he did not expect that anyone would challenge him directly. Rationally, Hao could deduce that the man before him was a capable Western magus, and thus a master as no Western magus would be troubled to step foot upon an Eastern land without some priorities in order, let alone engage in unnecessary conflict. Of course, this man being a master introduced the predicament that his servant was near, and would easily dispatch Hao if he was not wary. Hao instinctively understood that this situation was at a vast disadvantage for him, as he had no way to deduce whether the man’s servant was nearby or approaching in rapidly from a distant location. Even then, Hao would not be foolish enough to engage this man. He had only decided to snatch away Akane’s life as it would have been a surprise with not even time for her to utilize a command seal to call upon her cherished Lancer. But this man was prepared and ready to utilize a command seal should he face pressure by Hao, which was entirely likely. Yet Hao could not simply flee anymore. He would immediately be suspected as a master by anybody else observing, and thus his retreat would immediately herald a pursuit by those confident in their capacities as masters. Hao had excellent capacity in tactical retreat, and pursuing Hao would be quite the arduous and possibly life threatening task if this man did attempt to do such, but the presence of a servant would largely negate this risk. Hao would need to rely upon the Knight to extricate him from this situation, which was quite unfortunate.

Hao’s body automatically assumed a general defensive stance with arms crossed over the torso and body in slightly crouched position to reduce target area when he perceived his opponent firing blades of flame at him. They were created from runes, which possibly indicated a Scandinavian or Irish master as Runes were exclusive to magi of those areas. Keeping this information in his mind, Hao simply stood his ground, the swords merely pushing him back without dealing significant damage. They impressed upon Hao’s armor before fizzling away without any additional fuel to keep burning. A more significant spell would have to be utilized beyond the single action or one count realm to dent this armor, considering the status of its original bearer. In tandem with Hao, the enemy had raised a buckler, a likely mystic code along with the sword, in defense so as to safely scout out Hao’s capacities. All that he would glean from this exchange was that Hao’s armor was exceptionally durable, and the obvious factor of Hao’s combat experience. Hao’s instincts flared in the immediate next moment as his opponent fired off a significantly more powerful spell that was still within the single count range, but likely able to deal some damage to Hao should contact be solid. Although the chances of actually receiving anything more than minor injuries was exceedingly low, Hao still had the urgent task of retreat, which would best be accomplished as soon as possible.

As soon as Hao perceived the man readying his offense in time far before any ordinary man could perceive due to Hao analyzing everything from facial feature to bodily language, he contacted the knight with a simple request.
“Open the door.”
A sudden shift in scenery. A knight sitting with majestic air upon a throne within a circular room of blackened brick and mortar nodded in response.
“Open door, let him in”
A black maw opened behind Hao, distorting space as its coal black singularity punctured a hole in spatial layers. Hao immediately launched himself through this portal by pushing himself off with his forward foot. The portal collapsed when Hao’s body warped into the portal, fizzling away and leaving nothing to reminisce its existence.

Archer, Ukatan City
@Constantine

Well then, looked like that was that. Archer listened calmly as Louise declared that she was going to save the girl from her school, come hell or high water. He could support that, at least the showing off and solid decision. He didn't exactly approve of his master putting her life in danger like this, but it was quite apparent that he wouldn't be changing her mind. That was evident from the rising glow of enchantments and the wind that had risen as well. It was impressive, though he was more looking forward to the result after the preparation.

"No need to go that far Master," he replied with a staying hand when she brought up Command Seals. "I'd be a pretty bad Archer if I let something happen to you when I could prevent it. I have to maintain that reputation of reliability after all." There was a wink with that as he dismissed the Hunting Rifle he had made. That was a useful weapon, but not for a situation like this.

Another nod then as she detailed her plan. Not the most elegant, but if this was merely rushing in to snatch her away, then it would suffice. At the same time there was her Servant to worry about, but he didn't have the opportunity to point that out as Louise was already going, goggles fixed as she jumped out into empty space and fell towards the ground. Well, she definitely didn't lack in enthusiasm, and at least he didn't have to focus on the Servants.

So he leapt off after her, materializing dual pistols in the process. As Louise reached her target Archer opened fire on the other two Masters, using his keen eyesight and class abilities to aim for the center of mass, rather than the head. The one who had recently joined them seemed like an ally of the girl, but better to not risk it. He was only firing to suppress anyway, though he would not look ill on any lucky shots.

Once Louise had Akane, he'd follow after her, making sure none of the other Masters, or any other Servants, followed. A hard task, especially for the girls Servant who had to listen to her commands, but at this point he was fairly certain they were improvising anyway. What should I do if her Servant is insistent on getting her back, he asked, though it was a bit late for that.

Ukatan City, Japan

Oh man, she was really going to die, wasn't she? No one really came to her aid for what seemed the longest time. Akane didn't dare turn her head to see what was coming her way-- if she did, she would probably shit herself then and there. All of a sudden, her Servant rushed forward, knocking away the sharp objects that had been aimed at her. That would have certainly killed her if Lancer hadn't arrived. "A-ah, right, I just need to find a way to get out of here!" she called over her shoulder. Another person showed up, this time a pale-haired male that didn't seem much older than she was. Was he on her side? Well... he wasn't running toward her or attacking her, but he engaged the stranger in combat. She only caught sight of the armored figure backing off before she suddenly felt herself become lighter than she usually was. And then, just as quickly, she was lifted into the air and spirited away from the construction site's ruins.

Panic began to flutter in her chest as she realized that she was flying. Akane clung to the person that had rescued her as she held back a scream, her eyes flooded with fear as she turned toward her "savior". Some fear was replaced with shock at the light-haired young woman in front of her. "L-Louise?" Was it really her? She didn't seem like the type of person that would be a mage, not to mention a mage that had summoned a Servant. She allowed herself to relax a little bit-- if it was Louise that had saved her, that probably meant that she had no reason to be afraid.

What would she do about Lancer? If he decided to go ahead and attack the other Servant and Louise and didn't back off no matter what she told him, she would have to use a Command Seal. She looked at the back of her hand as Louise explained her plan to the long-ranged Servant. It would be good to go back to the dorms. She'd probably lock herself in her room, afterwards...

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@Flamelord
@Sublimation
@Raijinslayer]

Ukatan City, Japan

Rider spent most of the day lurking around the city, searching for any reliable pieces of information (and shiny things that he found attractive) before sensing several presences nearby. The large man did not call upon Jebe to carry him as he could reach the area where the confrontation was going on before long. As the presences became stronger and stronger, he hid his own presence and proceeded with caution. What he saw was something surprising-- several mages and three Servants had revealed themselves. One seemed to be a Berserker, the other a Lancer... and the one that used the guns... he wasn't sure. Maybe Archer, or maybe even Caster, since guns were foreign to many of the Servants. At least he knew the male Servant's method of attacking, which was much like his own. There was also an armored figure-- probably Saber, but he did not see any glimpse of a sword.

Instead of leaping into the fray, Rider backed off and began to head toward the hotel that his Master resided in. It would have been idiotic to just jump in like that... but he had to admit, it would have been fun. He was itching for a fight. But it was more important to observe your enemy first, learn everything you can about them. He shoved his hands into his pockets as he arrived at the hotel, walking up some stairs before entering the room that his Master lived in.

He closed the door behind him, watching his Master closely before the shadow of a smirk came over his lips. "It was a busy day today, Master," he explained, walking over and taking a seat nearby. "There was a showdown at the construction site already. The Servants that the Grail has summoned are interesting. The Berserker class fights with appendages that look much like roots, and the Archer or Caster class uses firearms."

[@hatakekuro]

@PaulHaynek
"While, i didn't get into a fight, i was able to manipulate a servant for a short period of time. As to my abilities, to start off with that, i need to briefly explain my life to you. I was once touted as a warrior who could take on a thousand men. That is the old me, right now you're witnessing myself after i retired from my sword." she said, gesturing to the one in her hand on the table. "I will fight without drawing it, still leaving myself rather deadly. However, if the situation is dire enough, or you use a command seal to force me to do use it, i will unsheathe the blade. I cannot promise what will happen when i do, because i forced the madness into the blade. Said madness... you attatched to me with your summoning ritual. I can't really fault you on that because you had no clue what you were doing." she said to him, seeming rather calm and reserved compared to what she claimed her reputation was.

"Now, i have already demonstrated my ability to observe my surroundings in great detail and perception. I can call forth horses, turn my drawn sword into a bow... I can call people into duels, also gain a few advantages due to other things i do." She said to him, giving a brief rundown.

Ukatan University
Louise's Dorm Room
Louise and Akane

Louise felt the increased strain almost instantly and for a moment nearly faulted, which would have allowed her magecraft's to breakdown completely. Hafd that happened then in all likely hood they would both have died as they crashing down to earth. It was a good thing that her Servant was Archer, his Independent Action allowing him to exist even when cut off from her Prana, at least for a while. Which was good, because at the moment she was not entirely sure how much she had to spare. Enveloping another magi within two active fields was one thing but maintaining her speed at the same time was another matter altogether. Next time she pulled off something like this she would bring along the special the ointment. She grimaced in concentration as she pulled the broom up and away from the construction site, rapidly ascending to a height that even a Servant would have trouble pursuing them at.

Unsurprisingly Akane seemed rightly baffled for a moment, having been literally swept off of her feet by Louise. Despite the obvious strain Louise grinned at her in a cheerful, confident manner as she looked down at the girl who clung to her body for dear life. Which was probably a good idea. If she pulled away or rejected Louise’s Prana then the two of them would probably find themselves on a one way ticket down to the ground. Besides, the way Akane clung onto her made the danger of the rescue completely worth it. Absolutely so! “Yo,” Louise replied simply but with obvious confidence, her grin melting into a concerned smile. “I’d hold on tight if I were you, we’re not safe yet.”

But they soon would be. It didn't take long for the two of them to reach the University grounds, even with Louise reducing the speed once they were a safe distance from the fighting. As she had told her Servant she would she headed straight for her dorm room via the most direct route possible. The window. And still at some speed to boot. However just before they reached the pane of glass Louise finally pulled the broom to a stop, a quick burst of Prana bringing them to a stop. Louise reached out toward the glass and placed her hand lightly against the pane. A magic circle glowed in response to her dwindling Prana, causing the glass to open in a swirling motion as if composed of liquid mass. A simple enough trick for an alchemist, a mage who dabbled in the manipulation and alteration of material properties.

"Go on, it’s fine, I'm not going to hurt you. If I was going to hurt you I could have just dropped you a long time ago,” Louise said in a matter of fact fashion as she motioned for Akane to climb inside. Louise would follow her, closing the window behind her, the glass once again solid and still.

@TwilightDragon

Tomoe said a lot about her abilities which Cage admittedly was also a lot to take in but he got the gist of it, his Servant goes a little off when she unsheathes her sword and she could summon horses, bows and other things. Cage was glad though that Tomoe was not hurt from her little encounter. "Well, thanks for telling me all that." Cage sighed. "I sure got myself in a really big mess, didn't I? Makes a great plot for a flick though." He added while rubbing the back of his neck.

Cage slumped on his seat. His life has definitely took a turn for the weird, if not, the worse. Unless of course he was being duped in a super mega prank but there was a lot of evidence that pointed otherwise. The actor could only wonder what would happen now after this. He has never seen a fight between Servants before. Heck, he has never seen another Servant before other than Tomoe and judging from her abilities, fight would likely be extraordinary.

The actor made another sigh. He wondered what they should do next but then he remembered something. "Oh, T-- Seishi, you haven't really told me exactly what your wish is. If you're wondering about me, I do have a wish but I don't think it's worth all this brouhaha."

@PaulHaynek
She knew he'd ask her, but she just let out a soft sigh in thinking about it. "I want control over my own mortality. That way i'm not stuck with immortal life and i can watch over and protect my homeland. After dieing... you... i don't know how to describe it.. but you miss being alive. You miss the real world." she said to him, a distant look in her eyes. "I may not have been perfect, or even worth saving after everyone i killed... but i don't want to die again..." she said, looking back at him, clearly caring a lot about this. It almost looked like she was forcing back her emotions and tears of all things. "i fear death. i accepted it once, when i went through it the first time. But now i beg those who have omnipotent powers in the heavens to let me win this so i can do some good with my second chance in this realm."

So Tomoe wanted to live forever. That was a good wish. A bit cliched but Cage saw the seriousness of Tomoe's tone. The actor did not want to participate at all in the war but his Servant on the other hand seemed eager to win. Since he was the Master, he could always just tell Tomoe to stand down but he was not the type to be rude or towards women, especially to beautiful ones like Tomoe, nor does he want to shoot down their dreams. Then again, his life and others' lives are at stake and if being rude would save them then Cage would happily do it.

On the other hand, if he was a player then that meant other players were going after him regardless if he wanted the wish. He could try to talk to them but he had a feeling negotiating with the other players was not going to be simple. In fact, his Hollywood experience told him that the other players would likely attack him with 0% warning and 100% surprise. That did not sound good at all. Maybe he should hire some bodyguards to patrol his house?

"Well then, T-- Seishi. What now?"