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How to do it? [color=tomato]"Take my hand, Lass. Acknowledge me as your Servant."[/color] 

Norton was fuzzy on the details, as this was knowledge he was only granted a bare minimum of for the sake of participating in the Grail War. But the bulk of the work, he knew, was something the Grail did itself. He'd already been summoned, which was the most complicated part, but he couldn't be sure his summoner was actually dead. A nagging doubt had crept upon him, as he'd realized some bizarre details of the abduction.

For one, it had been an abduction to begin with. He hated to admit it, but it could have just as easily been a swift assassination. Without a Master, he could have been easily picked off while his prana supply rapidly drained. Why kidnap poor Stirner? It made no sense. Moreover, he hadn't felt his connection sever abruptly, it had been a matter of distance. Snapping the poor lad's neck would have been trivial for the...whatever it had been. And that, too, was cause for alarm. That was not a Servant, they fully lacked the magical brilliance of a legend. It maybe could have been an Assassin's doing, but that was fully incompatible with kidnapping rather than killing. But there was no way a human being could exert that much force and speed, to move so quickly that even his senses couldn't perceive them until after their act.

And if his first Master were still alive, yet he was forming a contract with another all the same, that created the potential for him to have two Masters simultaneously, backed by six Command Spells total. All of this was wrong, and that meant he should...

The sun had begun to peek above the horizon, early rays starting to light the sky above them. The streetlight turned off above Norton. For the sake of the secrecy of magi, any longer and- well, no, any longer and he'd fade away pathetically most likely. 

[color=tomato]"Hurry! Please, your Command Spells! Accept me as your Servant, I accept you as my Master and Contractor! I know what to do!"[/color] The shine of her hand's red symbols was encouraging, but he was feeling increasingly desperate as the seconds ticked past!