[h3][img]http://i.imgur.com/52Kspeh.png?1[/img] [color=0072bc]Izumi Airi — Church Interior[/color][/h3]
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[color=0072bc]"I'unno, I wasn't fuckin' there. I missed the thing."[/color] Airi folded one leg over the other atop the wooden pew in the front row, raising her head up at Ruler indignantly. She had intentionally chosen to ignore his reaction to the 'gaudy dude' comment. [color=0072bc]"I only got a second-hand account from 'Zerker. From what I heard, dude went fuckin' sanic speed through the wall and [i]bodied[/i] the kid. Through another wall. I woulda thought the kid was dead on impact, but he was pretty adamant that Stirner was still alive, somehow. And if he's not going to give up on him, then I'm not going to give up on him, either."[/color]

It was in her best interest, regardless. She needed another person to anchor the Emperor to this world, and there was no better candidate than his original Master.

But even more than that...it just seemed like the right thing to do. What happened to that guy, that kid about her own age...did he really deserve that? If he still has a chance, through some twist of fortune or reason...doesn't he deserve to take it, alongside the Servant he summoned himself? Airi knew more than anyone just how in over her head she was in this War. The best thing she could do was make sure that 'her' Servant, the one to whom she had entrusted her own wish, was placed in good hands.

[color=0072bc]"I guess the most distinct things about him was, you know, the whole thing about his speed and power completely surpassing a Servant's, without being a Servant himself?"[/color] The girl continued sardonically, stressing the particular detail once again. [color=0072bc]"You're telling me...there's a Servant in this war [i]who can just shit out things that are themselves stronger than Servants?[/i] That's fucking..."[/color]

Crazy. It was absolutely crazy.

But at the same time, it made sense. It put Ruler's actions in perspective. He wasn't immediately striking out against the unknown third-party interference, because that interference was actually the result of a [i]Grail War participant[/i]. That meant his 'impartial' hands were tied. Just great. Wonderful. Awesome.

[color=0072bc]"Uh...physical description...I mean, he was there for like, half a second maybe, so I'm not gonna paint a picture of him. Most-all Berserker managed to get was that it was a [i]black-haired man[/i]."[/color] Airi told the man flatly, [color=0072bc]"Kinda long-ish, maybe...and something about his eyes being off."[/color]

Despite her aloof demeanor, Izumi Airi was watching Ruler closely. Partially to judge the attitude of the arbiter towards the war itself, but more than that, the momentary crack in the man's poise hadn't gone lost on her. He was worried. And as the person in charge of the entire Grail War, the only thing he could possibly [i]be worried about[/i] was the Grail War itself.

In other words, a shiver down that man's spine, meant that the entire premise all of these people were fighting over was very likely flawed.