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The attempt at hospitality had been interrupted further so by yet another strange occurrence. Managing to pick up her pill box moments before the golden light enveloped both her and the woman before her, she found herself amongst many others. The simple cant of the head came with the deserved amount of confusion as crimson orbs focused on the many others speaking. Some seemed to get along, some seemed to be at each others throats at a literal manner -- and the golden one.

The Golden King?

Through legends of old, the name Gilgamesh was spoken with the [b]highest[/b] of regard in his grand lifetime, recording his prosperous rule, amongst other things. But yet, before her stood a man of evident arrogance...? 

[b]People weren't good.[/b] 

She knew that from the bottom of her heart, and yet she hoped that with the one simple thing that she wished for, she would be able to take up to make at least her own family happy...Hah...A small smile to play along the lips before being one of the few people to actually listen to him and take up to sitting down and taking a bite of the closest thing that she could manage. Why bother getting worked up? Perhaps the drugs retained her nonchalant demeanor towards a Paladin-esque figure seemingly choking out a little girl, but Mai...Just chose to try and eat to an acceptable amount that her stomach would cease its cries of sustenance furthermore. Free food wasn't something to be necessarily turned down anyways -- and if they weren't too busy arguing over there, they might know the same. Only the soft call of words to give thanks to the Golden King that offered them their last peaceful meal were all she could offer beyond this chaos before she continued. But not to a thoughtful effect, one hand moving to pull the chair next to her out and make a bit of a motion towards the group. A natural attempt to request that her Servant come sit and eat with her, if naught else. 

[i]Why get so worked up about dying tomorrow?[/i]


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Such was her unfortunate inconvenience to find a boring man. He spoke of managing such a simple hint, leaving her to only wonder if he even knew his history correctly. ...Hm...Perhaps she should test the boundaries on how far he would be willing to go to win?~ But yet, the contemplation was stopped short at the golden light that snatched her away -- ah, wait, no there he was. Amongst many other people, men and women alike but-

[i][color=#990000]"Oh, hello...~"[/color][/i]

Like any power-hungry, sexualized icon of witchcraft, the sight of the man proclaiming himself to be Gilgamesh himself had her eyes like a lion to a deer. Nevermind the throne or the Grail or anything that could signify his absolute dominion over the entirety of this groups of ragtag individuals...What would it take to get that armor off and get in those pants?~

Alas, there was too much bickering going on for her to find the proper way to try and figure out how to approach such a man of stature! His personality meant shit to her, with how he looked...But damn, it wouldn't be easy to manipulate someone as high as him in comparison to a human, now would it? A soft sigh fell from the lips before Caster took to wrap her arms around her own Master's arm and tug him along with a pleasant, innocent expression.

[color=#990000]"Ah, I was just getting hungry! Let's get something to eat.~"[/color]

Nevermind that she didn't really have to eat. Modern times carried fine cuisines that she herself never got the chance to try, so why not kick back? Just to relax, maybe show a bit of skin, take someone to the closest bedroom? Granted, she probably should pay attention to her Master while she was at it, but he seemed...[i]nonchalant.[/i] Ah well, looks like she had a lot of work to do behind the scenes if this was going to be worth her time at all...But first things first? Time to find the closest, hottest, thickest, juiciest stick of meat and treat her mouth to the taste.~