[b][BRESERKER - SERVANT][/b]
[@Cinderella Man]

From the the abyss, Berserker traveled, following the tugging sensation that pulled her through into the world. Feeling that this was indeed the right place, she entered the new world... The ritual circle, illuminated intensely as the energy from within simply blew up as a noticeable humming noise could be heard. Before suddenly, the smoke and fire included swirled into a condensed singular black ball and simply exploded covering the area within a smokescreen. The servant ritual was shattering from the shear force of ever energy was summoned from the ritual was intense as, but never the less it work. As something with their bare feet touched the grass, and in a instant the smoke dispersed revealing the final product of Baraka's summoning ritual. A feeling of chill could be felt as its first step into the world, a small lithe creature rose from the ground.

Turning around to face Baraka was a girl that looked no older than a teenager with pink hair accompanied also by pink eyes that looked at him. However, she was dressed in not a uniform of any sort but a dark black cloak with covered her head with a hoodie and had tattered ends to it, showing a little bit of delicate figure. She had this sort of divine glow that surrounded her briefly as the first several moments to look at her were difficult and painful but eventually they subsided before disappearing entirely. She looked at him with a confused look on her face but she glanced around the park they were in before looking back at Baraka. Blinking once... then twice... then once more. 

But then, their silent staring contest was interrupted when a sudden realization came before her, as she checked herself for something of her possession but seemingly lacked it. Looking around the floor for a second and she scanned the grass and the cement before she found what she was missing. Walking pass Baraka, before kneeling down and picking up a light blue phone, she flipped the phone open before she glance at its contents. Looking at them for a few moments, before a clear static noise emanated from the phone. Stopping a few seconds latter, the girl stared at Baraka now pulling down her hood. Smiling warmly towards him, before abruptly hugging him for no apparent reason, well at least for Baraka... But if there was ever a time instinct told him to play along with something, they were now screaming at him to just follow the girl's story and initiation of personal contact but he still had the conscious decision to question who the hell she was and why she was hugging him.

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[MASTER] 
[@Ploxerdon]

Viona looked at the girl, study her for a few seconds before she deducted that her servant was most likely of some sort of Asian descent, most likely Japanese just by looking at her. Looking fairly young as if she was in high-school at the moment, she obviously did not look old enough to be a senor idea She with what she knew and what her mind was whispering inside her brain telling, was able to piece together who her servant was. Looking at her, Viona nodded to her question [color=lightblue]"I am indeed your master, Mizore Shirayuki. Now let me ask you, are you willing to by Servant for the Grail War?"[/color] Viona asked the girl, guessing her identity already wasn't hard considering what forces was driving Viona. 

Looking at her servant during the meantime however, was a more interesting that she found herself doing as her servant dressed in a very particular way. It surprisingly worked together with the combination of clothes that she was wearing, but still nevertheless she hasn't seen anyone wearing a style like hers. She at first glance didn't look like she was anything worth of being any sort of interest to her master, but Viona knew the nature of this girl whether she wanted to or not and it couldn't be helped. She was just different, and when it comes to noticing things with different qualities, Viona was the first to notice those peculiarities. And while she knew who her Servant was, she wasn't too sure of the capabilities of her servant without seeing them in action and so she made sure to keep an mental note of this so she could see the full extent of her servant.