[b]Chieko's Apartment[/b]

To be honest, Chieko hadn't been sure what to expect from the actual summoning of someone like this. And so, when the mist came rolling in, she was momentarily startled, jolted and afraid for the briefest of seconds, until she tried to relax and calm herself. No matter how bad it got, the Servant had to accept her as Master. Even if they were someone like Jack the Ripper. Even if Chieko couldn't see them. No, she would keep herself focused and calm. Even if she felt a bit hazy... And then suddenly the fog cleared, almost as quickly as it had rolled in.

There, left in the summoning circle, was...

[i]No[/i].

Something had gone wrong. This... couldn't be Jack the Ripper, that was for sure. For a moment, Chieko clutched at her head, almost frantic. She had made a mistake? What kind of mistake had she made? How could she have gone so wrong as to summon a little girl instead of a legendary serial killer? She'd been so careful, planned so extensively to ensure she made things right... she even obtained a catalyst! Was it because the catalyst wasn't confirmed to have been written by the killer? She thought it just had to have enough of a connection to their legend...

... The girl was getting up, now. Unsteadily, sleepily... There was something endearing about her that Chieko could have focused on far more if she wasn't desperately going over her preparations in her head to figure out what she had done wrong. And then... she heard it, and stopped dead where she stood.

'Mother?'

That... she had to have misheard. This... still had to be a Servant, whoever she was...

... Well she had to accept, it was a Servant after all, and something after seeing how... sad the girl looked made it difficult to say no.

"... Yes. You... you... are Assassin, correct...?"

It was a start. If this was still Assassin, Chieko could at least salvage her plans... And... and get this girl something to wear that didn't look like it belonged in a strip club.