[center][color=powderblue][h1]Marguerite Calder[/h1][/color][/center]

[center][h2]Fuyuki Hyatt[/h2][/center]

The woman stood at a window, looking down into the street below.  It was dark now, people returning to their homes, and Marguerite felt more awake than she had all day.  There was something to be said for the time difference, she supposed.  She would likely have to sleep a good chunk of the next day to make up for it, but for now she was taking advantage of her situation.

She turned away from the window, her attention shifting to the man sharing her suite.  She had no issue with Saber staying physically manifested here, as long as he kept to Spirit Form whenever they were outside and not in combat.  He was not exactly the most unobtrusive-looking of people.

[color=powderblue]"What say you, Saber?"[/color] she asked, her idle tone covering for her excitement.  Finally, she was here with a Servant, and the War was beginning!  [color=powderblue]"Shall we go out for the evening?"[/color]  The question wasn't entirely rhetorical.  She was aware that Siegfried had more experience in this sort of thing than she did; should he think that they should let the other Servants fight it out among each other this first night, she would be disappointed but go along with the decision.

[@Breo]