[h1][color=Deepskyblue]Charles Dorvain[/color][/h1]

Charles let out an internal sigh of relief as he noticed that Jack seemed a bit put off by his rule about not harming civilians without cause. He'd hazarded a guess that such a rule would be needed, and hoped that, given her child-ish nature, she'd be willing to listen to 'Daddy's Rules' without the need of a Command seal. That would've been a waste, truly, but he couldnt have her go around murdering people left and right, as it'd certainly draw suspicion and that was something that he couldn't afford as the master of an Assassin. Right now, his best plan of action was to remain in the shadows, an annoying tactics truly, but it was still exciting in it's own way. Instead of a battle of brawn, it was one of brains, as the entirely of the city became a chess board, one that he had to play very carefully or else his death would likely be swift. 

Once the girl had conceded to his rules, he gave her a slight pat on her head, his way of acknowledging her answer while he was still in some thought, planning out a few measures of engagements, but the dulling of the fire in his eyes was a clear sign that he was getting bored with such a tedious task, a fact further supplemented by a rather large yawn that followed, more out of boredom than actually tiredness. Getting up, Charles was about to reach out for his camera, thinking that taking some pictures of his new servant would be interesting, as her cuteness could be well highlighted in several places in the room with proper lighting and what not, when he remembered something about his servant.

[i][color=Deepskyblue]Information Erasure deletes all evidence of the servant's presence no matter what from both the minds of witnesses . . . and from all manner of surveilance, which meant that I can't take any pictures of her.[/color][/i] The problem was minor, but like a thorn in his side, it was extremely vexing. He stood standing in silence for a bit, before letting out a sigh, putting the camera down as he figured that he might as well get on with the rest of the ceremony, since they had yet to finalize the ritual.

[color=Deepskyblue]"So, Jack, do you recognize me as your Master?"[/color]

[@Holy Grail]