[H2]Darryl[/H2]

"Tch," Darryl said as the fight dissolved. "Well that was a waste of time. Talk about a cocktease. Let's go, Caster. There's nothing to see here anymore."

The young Clocktower student left with his Servant in tow, heading for the nearest town opposite of Linden, where it looked like a number of other Masters were headed. It seemed like a few of them bordered the place where they'd been kidnapped. What a thoughtful and considerate priest. Darryl would have to remember that when he was tying him up, sticking a bucket over his head and kicking him in the knackers with a size twelve work boot until he howled himself deaf.

The walk into town was filled mostly with a respectful silence, Darryl not pushing to start a conversation where one wasn't needed (or necessarily safe for that matter). After booking a room via telephone at the Linden bed and breakfast for an elderly couple that lived in the village, Darryl wiped their short-term memories with some runic magic and sent them off on their two-week vacation so he and Caster could occupy the house, maybe make a few "rennovations".

"That takes care of that," Darryl said as he finished picking the lock. "I feel bad for kicking those two out of their house for a week, but I think right now we need this place more than they do."

He stepped inside, looking around. It was a simple two-floor house with no basement or cellar, obviously meant for only two people. There was just one bedroom (evidently the elderly couple didn't expect to have guests very often) as well as a sofa, fireplace, two televisions (three if you counted the miniature one by the fridge) and a cozy little kitchen complete with a dining nook. Since they lived on the edge of town near the forest, the house had a very cabin-ish feel to it.

"What do you think, Caster? Can you work with this?" Darryl asked, referring to her Territory Creation.

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[H2]Lancer[/H2]

"I don't think being here is a good idea, Master."

Lancer materialized next to Lee wearing an entirely different set of less revealing clothes. For once she looked serious.

"This little hamlet doesn't have much room to run or hide, let alone fight. I'm good at all three, but I'm not a miracle worker. If we hole up in town we'll be spotted for sure, and then what?" Lancer said. "I'm not sure I'll be able to protect you if that Saber-chan comes knocking again! She's soooooo scary! She'll pull off all this delicate little flower's petals and then I'll go 'iyaaaah~'..."

Lancer moaned suggestively, biting her sleeve and reaching for her, ahem, lady bits. Almost as immediately as that nonsequitor began, Lancer turned around and switched moods again.

"Sooooo, I was thinking..."

Grabbing Lee by the shoulder, the two of them disappeared with a snap. The sensation was not dissimilar to being sucked through a tube, and when they arrived at their destination, all that Lee would feel would be some momentary nauseau and dizziness. 

"Why don't we make camp out here in the woods? It'd be perfect! Just you and me, with no one else around for miles! They won't be able to sense us at all! Ooooh, it'll be so romantic! Who knows what kinds of naughty things might happen? Plus, I'm famous for building a temple with my bare hands, so we won't even have to sleep out in the rain! Sounds great, right? Say nothing if you agree!"