[b][color=PeachPuff]Plain[/color][/b][hr]It was a simple matter upon arriving in the City of Cusco for Plain to find a location suitable to summoning a Servant. All she had to do, after wandering around the airport for a few minutes trying to decipher the map in her hands, was politely question a local man in a language he didn't understand. Within moments, and short a few hundred dollars, she was in the back of the man's truck, obviously headed towards the ideal summoning location according to the man's best knowledge.

It helped that she used her magical suggestion abilities.

He seemed amused as he watched Plain, excitedly gasping and pointing at virtually everything they drove past. Soon enough, they reached the man's home in what could only be called the city's [i]"bad neighborhood"[/i].

After much bowing and offers of the singular donut in Plain's possession, she was left alone in the man's basement, where she could proceed to summon her Servant. It wasn't hard. She draws a circle in the dust on the floor, and proceeds with the incantation that she knew from memory [i](although she wasn't entirely sure where that memory came from)[/i].

And then the incantation was finished.

Blinking, Plain looks around the room as if only now becoming aware of its existence. [i][color=PeachPuff]"Hello...? Is... anybody there?"[/color][/i]

[h3][color=FFD700]Lamia[/color][/h3][hr]There was no unruly sound or explosion of dust upon the Servant's arrival in Veronica's expensive accomadations, only a heavenly glory and the accompanying sensation of vast amounts of magical energy flowing towards one location.

Summoning- successful. In the center of the Magical Circle, a tall figure of vague mass stood and regarded the place of her summoning. Annoyance rises in this particular spirit's mind, as she comes to understand the reason she had been summoned for. She would think further on this matter, but thinking was honestly too hard. So she didn't.

Caster yawns, raising her hand to her mouth in a half-assed attempt to stifle it. [color=Gold][i]"Well,"[/i][/color] she muses, [color=Gold][i]"this might as well happen."[/i][/color]

She turns to face her Master, golden eyes blindly gazing through her and into the uncertainty that was her future. With the same rich, resonant tones as before, she asks-

[i][color=Gold]"So, woman, is it you who have summoned me? Or is there another Magus hiding in this room somewhere?"[/color][/i]