FATHER MASUDA
Church on the Hill
@KoL @kusanagifire @ZobozunThe sun had now fully risen, and hung not far from the middle of the sky at this point. In other words, it could be said that the morning had entered its final stages.
It was thus unsurprising when, with the end of the service, the few who were present in the Church took their leave, with only the Master and Servant who had entered still present. The acolytes, after fulfilling their duty, also retreated to an area further back within the Church; they were of course knowledgeable, at least somewhat, to what was unfolding here, and had no intention of infringing on it.
The Servant and Master outside of the Church, standing opposite it, would notice a handful of people exiting the building. However, none of them seemed to be the Master that Kurokiri could sense, nor the Servant that Saber could sense. It of course also followed that now, Rasputin and Lancer could sense a Master and Servant nearby as well, though it didn't seem that the priest had noticed the same.
Smiling gently, the occasional light catching his silver-white hair, the priest looked forwards at Rasputin and Lancer. "I am glad you chose to attend the service. Even if we walk different paths, a faith in the Lord is to be admired." He stated simply, before revealing his arm. A sprawling band of intersecting seals covered his right arm, and potentially extending further, each one layered in divine protections to prevent petty theft. With that many Command Seals...it would not be an exaggeration to say that, with using them for oneself, even a normal human could stand against a Servant.
"I am Father Masuda, the Overseer of your war for the Holy Grail, sent to ensure the safety of this city's people, the secrecy of the war itself, and to ensure that no disasters come about from this war's progression. I hope that our relation may be an amicable one." He explained warmly. "You must forgive me, though. I have not been able to consult the Spirit Board due to the service, so I will have to ask for your class, Heroic Spirit, such that I can properly make note of such things. Your name would also be appreciated, Master chosen by the Holy Grail."
T. ZETSUMEI
Einzbern Castle
"Mm~! That supermarket guy was right, these are good!"Sitting at a table far too grandiose for a single person to sit at, kicking her legs energetically, a magus of no less than ninety years of age hummed happily. Sitting before her was a small bowl filled with cereal and milk. The cereal in question was of the make commonly referred to as "Honey Nut Cheerios".
"Alrighty, so the Servant summonings should've gotten pretty well underway by now. Feel like they should all be bound by now, so that's cool." She said between spoonfuls of cereal, musing to herself.
"I should call Church Guy soon to double-check though. And, hm, should I say hi to the Masters too? What if they try to beat me up and steal my house? Hm...what do you think, Mr. Bear?" She asked, turning her head to a small stuffed animal that was sitting in another one of the seats at the opulent dining table. After receiving no response, the woman let out a sigh.
"I really should put a soul in you, one of these days." She mumbled, pushing some cereal underneath the milk for a few seconds.
"Mr. Video, get over here, please!"At the Second Owner's call, something stumbled into the room. It seemed to be a homunculus, analogous in appearance to a white clay doll of short stature, lacking real human features. Attached to its right hand was what looked like a camcorder.
"Okay, so, get your friends and start walking around town and looking for Servants. I want aaaaall the fights recorded, the movie we'll make from this is going to be great! I can even sell it to the Association once the war finishes!"Such was life.