[b]Archer, JSDF Base[/b]
[@Constantine]

Archer heard his Master's call for a souvenir, but he ignored that. In Spirit Form he couldn't interact with solid objects, so there'd be no chance of bringing anything back for Louise if he didn't want to be discovered. That'd just be how this sort of thing went though, and she would have to deal with it. But he had a feeling that that wouldn't be much of a problem for her so long as he came back with some good things. 

The expanse between the fence and the base was crossed in moments, the invisible Archer taking advantage of his superior Servant speed to cross the distance in a flash. He looked about then at the soldiers going about their business, confirming that they couldn't see him before he moved on. Just to be sure, since there was no point in running in and then getting shot a lot. But they didn't, as one might have expected. 

He moved on then, wandering between buildings until he located the armory. Entrance was easy, simply a matter of walking through the wall, and he was inside. Sharp eyesight slid across racks and boxes of weapons and bombs. Assault rifles, machine guns, pistols, and more, all waiting for him. But only a few caught his interest, those special ones made by his company, those American guns whose workings he could see in the back of his mind and like the back of his hand. Those made by his company that he now took advantage of and wrote to memory. With these at his call he'd have a real arsenal to use against them.

When he was finished, he was quick to return to his master, who looked incredibly bored. That boredom would vanish as he returned to Material Form, grinning. "Mission accomplished Master," he told her. He showed off then, a hand extended, and white light flared, shiny dots coagulating in mere milliseconds before vanishing, leaving him with a solid object. In one hand he had a Colt Anaconda, and in the other he had an M4 Carbine. "I think we're all set on the guns front."