[b][Elena Lupei, Fuyuki Central Park, Shinto][/b]
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[i]"...Not quite as nice as I expected."[/i] Elena admits aloud, as she glances around the barren, unoccupied stretch of earth around her. 

There was a chilly, clammy feeling in the nape of her neck, a feeling she recognized from a certain site back in her home country. She knew this feeling, better than some might. It was a feeling of dread. And yet still, a faint smile was stretched playfully across her expression. She watches quietly as her breath rises in the cold winter air, wisps of white drifting lazily up into the morning sky. She felt refreshed, despite being so far from home and despite having gotten very little sleep on the way here. There was something about this feeling of... freedom, that made her body tingle with excitement. She couldn't wait to begin, this battle royale between Magi. But first, she would need the Master's most important weapon.

[i]Her Servant.[/i]

There was one particular reason she now found herself in this dreadful place, and it was quite the easy guess for anybody with rudimentary knowledge about Magecraft. This was one of the places of power within Fuyuki, somewhere where she could summon a Servant effectively without the need for extensive boundary-making or preparation rituals. 

In hand, she had a heavy-looking english-style brown suitcase, containing all of the basic necessities she would need for the coming war. Things like toothbrushes, combs, clothes, the works. She could feel the coldness of a metal stake pressed against her side, where it sat concealed beneath the skirt of her uniform. [i]Just in case[/i], she thinks. Clasped in the other hand was a bag, filled with what appeared to be clumps of loose feathers.

Well, I guess it's time to get started, then. Giving the area one more once-over, Elena stoops down and lays a few of her prepared supplies down on the ground. She knew the circle well, as she had spent many a lazy afternoon prior reading up everything she could on this particular ritual. Now, all she needed was a safe place to begin. That was where the Park came in. Even on this fine Winter morning, none in this part of town were brazen enough to be passing through, especially when faster routes existed to circumvent the park in its entirety. 

[i]Something about the aura of the place[/i], she guessed, made people regard the park quite unfavourably. She was in the most secluded part of the Park, where a handful of naked trees and shrubs would at least partially obscure what she might be working on within. Even if, by some chance, a mundane individual did decide to pass on by, they likely wouldn't dare try to approach the strange young woman crouched down in the shrubbery.

Elena smiles, and whispers quietly to herself-

[i]"I wonder what kind of Servant I'll summon..."[/i]