Gintoki
Gintoki's spirits immediately fell as he heard Saber's recommendation to place him with that the little robot boy who could and his pet hologram thing. Of all the people to drop him with, he just HAD to be...
A large sigh escaped his lips, not concealing his distaste for the situation in the least. Like, it'd have been fine if he was alone, but with those two...?
"...Fine. Not like there's anywhere else you could drop me, if that's the case." he complained, shaking his head in disappointment. "I'll go along with whatever you'll say, because the sooner we beat up those invading idiots, the better."
Though his feeling about the situation were quite obvious, he was still getting paid in the end, and if he went through all of this crap with the ghosts and mansion and whatnot, he might as well do a good job of it.
"Well, what about you, then? Standing guard out front or something?" he asked Saber, though mostly out of halfhearted curiosity. It was likely that she'd be there anyways considering that Excaliblast thing would probably blow away half the mansion if she ever had to use it.
Kakine
Kakine nodded in confirmation to Lucina's request to stand by to keep an eye on Marisa as the former went off to gather whatever magical goods (or not) that were lying all across the floor. The sight of a blue-haired swordswoman vacuuming up the items, with a blue-haired nun complaining all the while, was quite an amusing thing to see. Though the group had been lucky not to attract too much extra attention (mainly thanks to the extra effort of the Sisters working for their sake), nobody else had come across the strange scene. When all was said and done and Lucina handed Marisa's hat back to her, he breathed a sigh of relief. FINALLY. The issue was resolved and Touma wouldn't be dragged into yet ANOTHER mess. Every time that dense person was involved, things always seemed to get more complicated than they had to be.
"My apologies for taking your time." he said to Touma, still facing the Windowless Building. "We'll be off, the-"
"Wait a moment." Touma said, taking a step towards Kakine. "What does Aleister want with Marisa, anyhow? Is it just-"
"A meeting. It's a meeting. You know, like the one your sunglasses-wearing friend conducts every so often. Anyways, don't you have more important things to worry about? You know, like that little nun about to bite your head?"
"What are yo-"
And as Kakine said as much, Index immediately took the opportunity and pounced into Touma's back, chomping down on his head as she complained about not stopping Lucina as she cleaned up the mess that he had
technically made.
"Well, I think that's enough fooling around." Kakine finished, reeling Marisa in and changing the net into a pair of handcuffs as he dragged Marisa down to the ground and confiscated her broom, opting to wrap it in Dark Matter and causing it to look more like a solid cylinder of the material than a cleaning tool. "Didn't want to have to treat you like a criminal, but if you're gonna act up..." he shrugged before beginning to walk towards their INITIAL intended location. Luckily, they were close enough now, given that they were all right outside the Garden...
Why the heck was Touma here, anyways?
Hazama
Hazama's eyes shined with malice as he took a good look at the soul, glancing at it from all angles as a devious smile inched its way onto his face.
"Oh yes. This will do. This will do QUITE nicely." he laughed as he continued to observe the soul from all directions he possibly could without actually removing it from the Leader's hands. "But though I really do appreciate you having such a thing, the question still remains as to how I'm to forge this signature. Furthermore, if the letter inside is a kill order..."
Hazama trailed off and shook his head, trying to conceal his building animosity towards that
bitch if it really was one. In that case, he'd just have to beat her down until she complied; this was the age of goddamn gender equality and all that, so hell if he didn't beat her up just as badly as he would someone like that freaking Hakumen or that damn Valkenhayn.
"Well, we won't know until we see it. In any case, if it's an actual letter, then I guess it'll just come down to how well we can have someone mimic that signature. Right?"
Hazama continued to hesitate to even
touch that soul; it looked so full of energy that he wasn't sure if he could contain it all without the right equipment. How the
hell could this girl do it, then?
...
Well, whatever. If he got access to that thing... Hoo boy, this'd get really nasty real fast.