[h2][center]Yumiko Kawajima[/center][/h2]

Yumiko slid her right hand into her pocket and pulled out a key ring as she neared her home: a small house that would [i]probably[/i] be meant for a family, but was hers to use instead. Nobody else lived here, which was convenient for her; no having to worry about tricking any inhabitants or anything. Granted, as far as she knew this was illegal, but if worst came to worst there was always the option of just using Archer as a face guardian. It wasn't as if that was entirely untrue, anyhow.

The keys jingled as Yumiko unlocked the front door and stepped inside, locking it back up as she took off the light coat she had been wearing that night and hung it on the rack near the door after taking off her shoes. Her home was fairly drab, all things considered, but she had no reason to funnel extra money into furniture or anything of the sort here; after all, once this war was over she'd probably be on a one-way trip back to Japan. That didn't mean that electricity or gas weren't an issue, though, but her family back home, at the very least, had that covered.

A wave of fatigue rushed over the girl as she began walking up the stairwell to the second floor, reminding her how much summoning a Servant had sapped her reserves. In all likelihood, she'd probably turn in after hanging up something red in the window. Right.

Walking up to the nearest window on the second floor, Yumiko hooked one of her charms up near the windowsill before walking to her bedroom and promptly falling on top of her bed.

"Mmm... Tomorrow's going to be busy, isn't it...?" she mumbled as she pushed herself off her bed and went to take a shower before changing into something more fitting for a person trying to go to sleep.

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[center][h2]Lancer[/h2][/center]

"...You seem to have a tendency towards boasting about your ability to kill those who use magic, I've noticed," Lancer said, shaking his head. "Though I am in no position to talk, I recommend you not speak of that too much, else our enemies deem you to be the biggest threat and ally themselves to kill you. Nevertheless, I am in agreement; if you are so confident that you can kill the Masters with ease, then I shall do my best in preventing their Servants from aiding them. However, do not hesitate in calling to me for aid if the situation becomes too dire. Though I may not be quick, I shall not stop at anything if you so desire."

With a bow, Lancer looked around the household that his Master had found for herself and, at once, returned his gaze to her.

"In the meantime... Would it trouble you if I asked for an overview of the area around our current location while we wait for information? Treading unfamiliar ground is much too dangerous in times of war, after all, though this is admittedly of a much smaller scale than I am used to..."