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[center][h1][color=gold][b]Jack the Ripper[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

As the brilliant and blinding light of the summoning's success died and gave way back to the darkness of the room, he would look upon a visage that would perhaps be....well, rather unexpected for a servant in a war for the Holy Grail. Standing in the center of the summoning circle would be a young girl, sporting Caucasian skin of a perhaps British origin and short, deathly white hair that would perhaps catch a soft but chilling glow when put under the moonlight. She donned a rather "provocative" black outfit which included a bikini-like bottom piece, a sleeveless top that accentuated her small bust, and a pair of long, very tall black socks, and a pair of oddly pink shoes on the bottoms of her feet. Likewise other details of her outfit could be seen, including the bandages fully wrapped around her right hand/forearm and the bandages on her left arm and the long, fingerless black glove also worn on her left hand. A set of four strangely-shaped knives and two butcher's knives would be sheathed on her rear, along with a pouch containing a black, bloodstained scalpel. Overall, she was an interesting if not possibly "abnormal" sight for a servant in a Grail War, many of whom would perhaps be expected to be "larger than life" heroes with appearances fitting their legendary and great stature. 

Simply put, this young girl standing in the summoning circle seemed to contradict everything that was a traditional "heroic spirit" in her appearance, though it would be foolish to assume her to be "weak" due to her appearance alone. The knives were one sign of that, as was the fact she had been able to be summoned as a servant in the first place. Her parameters were fitting for her class, and her skills were nothing short of very fitting for an Assassin and killer such as herself. As the saying went, "looks can be deceiving", and this servant of the Assassin class was nothing short of deceptively strong in her own right.

The young Assassin looked about the room for a moment with a look of innocent, childlike curiosity, almost feeling as if she was back in London for a moment, though quickly realizing that the smoke she saw was incense and the darkness in the room was caused by turning off the lights and closing of the curtains and windows in the small apartment. However, the darkness did not phase her. [u]They[/u] were used to darkness, after all. Yet upon finally setting her gaze on her master, she noted right away that this man was not her mommy. Nor was there anyone else in this room that could be her mommy. It was a bit sad, but she would make do. This man was her master, after all, and using him to get the grail would allow her to finally go back to her mommy. Wouldn't that be grand? 

[color=gold]"We're Assassin,"[/color] Assassin said in a simple and childlike manner as she continued to stare at her male master with the same expression, her head now tilting slightly in a somewhat cute and adorable manner before she continued to speak in the same manner as before when a new question hit her mind, [color=gold]"Are you our daddy?"[/color]

She really wanted a mommy in the end, but she never had a "daddy" before either. It was a matter, however, that she felt was rather "curious" and "interesting" to think about......at least in her own, child-like manner that is.