[color=9e0b0f][b]EMIYA[/b][/color]

"You know full well who your Master is. The ritual that brought you here also bound you to me, and these Seals are only the visible part of that pact. How would someone even perform the summoning without knowing that?"

A straightforward and logical answer, as he expected. But that wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear. [color=f7976a]"I wasn't asking about that. I was asking if you were worthy of me pledging myself to you. But I suppose the circumstances of this will be different, so I will accept you as my Master. I will tell you this, once we are in the singularity, I will follow my own will. As such I will disregard your orders to take my own course of action should they be lacking. Of course, any victory I achieve will be also be yours, and I will surrender any spoils I obtain to you. All you have to do is keep yourself safe somewhere."[/color]

Certainly not a bad arrangement for any normal magi. They'd be perfectly content to sit back leisurely somewhere surrounded by bounded fields, traps and god knows what else they could rig up to protect them. From what he could gather from his Master, it would be the best course of action to keep her safe. Just as he was thinking that however, one of the Servants around them declared his name in a clear voice. Admirable one might say, but clinging to such meaningless show of honor did him and his Master no good. Diarmuid of the Love Spot, was it? He should warn his master from looking at him directly.

EMIYA turned around, just to see his Master already staring at the Lancer. With some effort she closed her eyes and managed to dispel the curse. Impressive. Certainly enough to boost his opinion of her a little.

"So, Archer then. I'm sure you're already aware I'm not a powerhouse of a magus. Assuming this was a Grail war, where do you put our chances of success?"

That much was obvious, for the connection between them had solidified. The prana he was receiving from his master wasn't amazing, but it was sufficient. About their chances if they were in a Holy Grail war, from the two he could recognize, Diarmuid and Arthur, it would be a hard war. Diarmuid was, by no means, an average warrior. He had skill in both sword and lance, though he was summoned as a Lancer. King Arthur wielded Excalibur, and from his own experience, wielded the sword with frightening skill and power. However, these sort of wars were not won by sheer strength alone.

[color=f7976a]"I must compliment you, Master, for breaking out of Diarmuid's curse. I may have misjudged you. As for our chances in a real Holy Grail war? Pretty good, as long as nothing foolish is done."[/color]

Pretty good, for an average mage and him that was. Meaning it was still appallingly low as long as they didn't know what those other servants were capable of. If need be he could still use his trump card for a short time, though he suspected his master would need some rest for a while after using it.
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[hr][color=6ecff6]Dr. Jekyll[/color]

His smile never faded as he accepted Richard's hand and gave it a firm shake before letting go. Contrary to the other servants, Dr. Jekyll didn't give off much of a presence. Indeed, one could almost mistake him for human if they didn't know about the summoning. He did not look as impressive as the others as well, with perhaps only the knife he carried being the most outstanding, and even that pales in comparison to what the others were carrying.

[color=598527]"You would be correct in your assumption. I'll be working with you for the foreseeable future, so please feel free to call me Richard. In a room full of Magi and Servants, calling out for 'Master' would only lead to miscommunication going on, so we may as well get acquainted."[/color] Richard said, head turning to the doorway for a moment. [color=598527]"Perhaps we can converse on our way to the next meeting of ours? The mechanics of your summoning should have been informative in their own right, but I imagine you must have some questions just as I have for you."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Of course, Ma- Richard."[/color] Dr. Jekyll pushed up his spectacles with one finger, glancing at the others around them for a brief moment. [color=6ecff6]"After you."[/color]

He followed closely behind his Master, remaining aware of his surrounding as he did so. 

[color=6ecff6]"We seem to have a rather large amount of Servants gathering here. Is the trouble so severe that we have need for all of them?"[/color]

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