[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Kiyohime[/color] and [color=purple]Cly-Something[/color][/h1][/center]

Kiyohime, whom was still cooling off after her outburst of anger suddenly looked out of the corner of her eyes, only to notice this nouveau riche woman, having just 'miraculously' appeared. Her eyes narrowed as she instinctive pulled out her favourite red fan and covered her face. [color=6ecff6]"Assassin."[/color] She began, her eyes screaming murderous intent. Adan wasn't out here, she could be as cruel as she wanted. In fact, she was about to show the assassin who was boss. [color=6ecff6]"You have made a big mis-"[/color] She began as Assassin suddenly spoke up interrupting her, throwing her weapon aside as she did. [color=6ecff6]"What is this?"[/color] Kiyohime questioned, her eyes showing confusion, she was frowning behind that fan. [color=6ecff6]"Not really a servant but if it makes you feel any better. Thats what I am yes."[/color] She responded, a hint of disgust at her calling her a servant of her beloved Anchin. They were lovers destined to be and yet how come she was the only one that knew that. [color=6ecff6]"If it makes you happy Assassin, I'm a Berserker Class Servant."[/color] She said with an exaggerated sigh at the end. This woman looked like she had never worked a hard day in her life.

Assassin examined the blue-haired girl from head to toe, before responding in an almost professional tone. [color=purple]"It is my understanding that Berserkers are spirits consumed by madness. You do not exactly look like a member of such a savage Class, but if you insist, I shall refer to you as Berserker for the time being."[/color] As the black-haired woman talked, her eyes were locked on the other Servant; Assassin's irises were blue, probably the most beautiful feature in her otherwise macabre getup. [color=purple]"As for myself, your assumption is right. You can call me Assassin for now, since this is the Class I have been summoned under, in this imbecilic War."[/color] The black-haired woman claimed, with a bit of distaste in her tone. Did she detest the nature of her contract? Nevertheless, she continued. [color=purple]"I could of killed you, but I decided against it. You do not look like someone who deserves death. Though, I suppose, given the nature of this War, you and I may be forced to kill each other eventually."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Hold it. Is your master that Insect? The one in a suit, the one that doesn't have a spine?"[/color] Kiyohime asked her audibly interested. To see if the rich kid summoned the rich assassin. Neither the less she continued. [color=6ecff6]"Not that it matters, your right about the war thing... I suppose if we are going to have to stick knives in each other eventually, we might as well find some sanctuary in moments like these, So, if perhaps we should just get to know each other. Maybe we could force our Masters to co-operate, unless you are 'that guys' servant."[/color] Kiyohime said reaching into the medical bag she was carrying, removing a pack of chocolate biscuits. [color=6ecff6]"Ever had a biscuit?"[/color] Kiyohime said nonchalantly putting her fan away to show her face. It was genuine. She was 'trying' to be friendly with this woman. As long as this woman made no moves on her Anchin. She'll be nice to her. Otherwise... [i]Those gorgeous blue eyes that sparkled with radiant beauty, aren't going to be located on that face for much longer.[/i] 

[color=purple]"I do not know who you're referring to, but it's not him..." Assassin shook her head. "My Master goes by the name Orazio Grimaldi. He is a strange boy who speaks strange words. Tis unfortunate to be in the servitude of such a fool, but I suppose we Servants do not have much choice on the matter."[/color] She then considered Berserker's suggestion for a few precious seconds. [color=purple]"So, what you suggest is an alliance? I am not opposed to the idea, though I also have little interest in this War as a whole."[/color] Assassin then stared at the chocolate biscuits offered to her by the younger Servant. She thought about it for a few moments, before reaching out and taking one, silently chewing on it without shedding a single crumb. [color=purple]"It is nice, I suppose. Thank you for sharing, Berserker."[/color] The black-haired woman said in a tone that felt a tiny bit warmer than before. In fact, if one were delusional they could even swear that a sincere smile briefly showed upon the lips of the otherwise unexpressive Assassin.

[color=6ecff6]"You're welcome, Assassin, and also certainly, an alliance would be the best possible thing.."[/color] Kiyohime began as she paused to wonder if Adan would be okay bringing an Assassin home. The Orazio kid looked harmless enough, and the Assassin had said she was uninterested. Therefore she was probably safe doing so. [color=6ecff6]"Would you like to reveal your true name as a sign of trust? If you do I'll spare the same courtesy, its only fair. " [/color]She said as she held her hands together in an almost prayer-like fashion as she bowed at Assassin. One could swear that for a moment a look of malice flash across Kiyohimes face. This woman might have a better appearance in every possible way than her but she hadn't spent time with Anchin like she had. She had no chance, no chance at all. Kiyohime's internal mindscape was mostly maniacal laughter until she raised her head again showing a sincere smiling face. [color=6ecff6]"Or we could just finish sharing this pack of biscuits?"[/color] She offered.   

Assassin though for a bit about the prospect of revealing her True Name to the other Servant. After all, revealing such valuable information could be catastrophic in the context of a Grail War where alliances could break at a moment's notice, even for someone who allegedly had no interest in the War. Ultimately, the archaic-dressed woman decided to trust the girl even with such sensitive information. [color=purple]"My name is Clytemnestra, daughter of Tyndareus and Leda. Queen of Mycenae. However, when we are in public, I urge you to still refer to me as Assassin."[/color] The Queen of Mycenae said, before eyeing Berserker questioningly. [color=purple]"I told you my name. What about yours?"[/color]

Kiyohime lowered her eyes as Assassin said that name. So this woman was a queen eh? Cool cool. At least Adan didn't care for finance when going for a woman. He wasn't shallow. He was hers. Still such a high class being summoned as an Assassin. What did she do? Kill an entire group of people? The answer escaped Kiyohime for a moment. But she walked over gripping Assassin gently by the folds of her archaic attire and gently (enhanced by the gloves) pulled her down to her height. Kiyohime lowered her voice to quite the menacing whisper. [color=6ecff6][i]"The White Dragon of the East, Kiyohime, don't lay a single finger on my master~ or I will [b]hurt[/b] you."[/i][/color] She said giving Cly-something a gentle push away as she resumed her friendly attitude. [color=6ecff6]"Now that, that is out of the way. Lets just dig into these biscuits and wait for the god forsaken meeting to end."[/color]  

Clytemnestra was surprised by the way Kiyohime pulled her down and even spoke to her in a menacing tone, but she didn't flinch. [color=purple]"Kiyohime from the East... Worry not. Contrary to what my legend would have you believe, I would not simply back-stab a man for no reason. Your Master shall be safe."[/color] The black-haired woman said, as she took one more biscuit and ate it elegantly. [color=purple]"Whatever is happening in there, I do hope that my Master does not give yours a hard time with his foolish behaviour."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Knowing my Adan, he's probably having the time of his life."[/color] Kiyohime added before returning to scoffing her biscuits.