[center][h3]Seyrun Leviathan[/h3][/center]
"Well now, Tama." Seyrun said as she accepted the advances of her Servant as a proof that their relationship hadn't been ruined yet. The Norwegian mage then took a look around the dining hall, taking notice of the small pocket groups that seemed to be coalescing here and there. It was inevitable that such a thing happened, even within a group that was supposed to cooperate between themselves. In fact, being refused by the Einzbern Master before, put Seyrun in a disadvantageous position when it came to having closer than usual allies.

Nevertheless, Seyrun wouldn't be herself if she didn't had some form of backup plan.

"By the way, Tama," Seyrun called for her Tamamo's attention. "Why don't you call that other Servant who has been exchanging gazes with you this whole time over here? We could enjoy our time together much better in the presence of company. Furthermore, she seems like an old acquaintance of yours, am I right?" Indeed, if they could secure a Servant that was unlikely to betray them, it would be the best case scenario for the time being.

Still, Seyrun couldn't avoid stealing an occasional sight of the aforethought homunculus and her muscular Servant, without trying to make it too blatantly obvious.

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[center][h3]Atalanta[/h3][/center]
"Mmm... mmm..." Atalanta finished another mouthful of her treat before addressing Keisuke again, sizing him up momentarily even as her attention was still turned towards the treacherous plans being woven in the dark by the Masters over the distant table. Naturally, her huntress' instincts made it impossible to distinguish whether Atalanta was overhearing anyone else on the dining hall or not, unless one of the other Servants had equally good perception to catch the minute signs that even the best huntress of the Age of the Gods let out.

"I'll take your word for it, then, Keisuke. On both issues." Atalanta was about to indulge in the last bite of her pie when Keisuke asked her about the possibility of closer allies. His last phrase actually caused Atalanta to frown slightly. [i]"... there's a difference between a traveling companions and a person you can trust, if you get what I mean..."[/i] yeah, being a former member of the Argo expedition and having taken part on the Calcydonean hunt, Atalanta knew it all too well, especially how these stories tend to end in the worst way possible for most who take part on them.

Even then, something in Keisuke's honest-to-the-Gods way made some of the few good memories Atalanta had of those episodes come back to her. The cat-like Servant finished her food with a single bite. Her lips curled in a faint smile as she propped herself against the table, stretching her muscles like a content feline, making the Amazonian beauty of huntress all too easier to notice.

"If you ask me, those two over there seem to be the best to seek any deeper allegiance, the Berserkers, I mean. They remember me of Heracles, strong men that live up to their word, even if they are louder than him. I don't know about their Masters' though, the one with silver hair looks like she doesn't like company, or better, thinks too high of herself." Atalanta replied to Keisuke only after slumping back to a more relaxed position. It wasn't much of a surprise that one who had an intimate connection with her own feral side and owned a Noble Phantasm that could turn her in a Mad Warrior on the likes of those two would point the Servants that were making a point of enjoying their time as much as she did as the most beneficial allies. In fact, if such alliance came to be, it would be a really fearful triumvirate of beasts in man clothing.

"By the way, Keisuke, I don't know why, but you remember me of Meleager. He made a point of always looking at everything from the bright side as well. I just want you to know that I'll stand by you even if the others betray us, as long as you don't change." After letting out such an statement, Atalanta got back to her feet and faced away from Keisuke, her back, which looked like it was chiseled by the hands of the masters of antiquity, was occasionally visible behind her mane of exotically colored hair which swished to and fro as Atalanta faced the Berserker that approached her earlier, after overhearing his idea of challenging Kintoki to a wrestling match, which aroused the fire of competition inside the Ancient Greece Servant.

"You there, Berserkers! If you want to challenge anyone to a competition, I demand to take part on it. As a hero of the Age of the Gods, I cannot let pass on a challenge of athletics." Atalanta raised her voice in challenge, not really caring to ask for Keisuke's permission first. As long as they did it as part of the celebrations, as wrestling matches used to be among heroes of the past, Atalanta didn't thought it would be forbidden by the Master of their expedition, i.e. the magus called Zelretch.

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