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[h1][i][color=#0EB94D]Lancer[/color][/i][/h1]
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Well, at least his priorities were in order. Acquiring the Holy Grail and winning the war together was the only thing that mattered. If that much could be done, then she shouldn't have wanted for anything else. And yet... [color=#FFFA90]Still, would it kill you to at least smile at me?[/color] Lancer sighed, making a show of rubbing her head as if he'd actually managed to hurt her. [color=#0EB94D]"Technically, the runes will return to wherever I, their creator, currently am,"[/color] She explained, raising a single finger while placing her other hand on her hip in the most generic "know-it-all" pose she could think of. [color=#0EB94D]"I just configured them to stop on the edge of the runic boundary I took the liberty of placing around this apartment, to alert us if anyone intrudes. Hence, the edge of the balcony. That way, we won't get little rocks smashing through our windows, you see?"[/color]

She shrugged, but then suddenly stopped in her tracks, placing a single finger to her lips as if suddenly contemplating some new discovery. With the same theatrical airs as before, she suddenly gasped, clasping her hands over her heart as if overcome by emotion.

[color=#0EB94D]"Oh... Oh my, my. My dear master, I think I've puzzled you out! I'm touched, really, I am!"[/color] She declared quite suddenly. [color=#0EB94D]"You have no fear of charging into battle by my side yourself, and yet you dread the possibility that you might be struck down whilst I am unawares?"[/color] Her expression changed into a sly grin. [color=#0EB94D]"So in other words, what you really mean to say is..."[/color] She took a step forward, raising a single finger - the exact same one she'd just placed to her own lips a moment before. [color=#0EB94D]"'So long as you are by my side, I have nothing to fear!'"[/color] As she finished her little impression, she placed her upraised finger directly to Edward's lips as if shushing him, in the process thus coyly "delivering" him a "kiss."

[color=#0EB94D]"You really are cute, Master,"[/color] She sighed. However, her tone changed a bit from the exaggerated, teasing way she'd been toying with him before. All of a sudden, it was hard to tell whether or not she was being completely serious, especially given the faint hints of a blush that played upon her cheeks, or the soft, gentle smile she showed him as she gazed up into his eyes. [color=#0EB94D]"You may act cold and say one thing, but I understand what you really mean. I know you so well, see? That's why the Grail chose me to be your Servant - because I'm perfect for you."[/color] Just as suddenly as before, but not nearly as forcefully, she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling herself closer and embracing him. [color=#0EB94D]"So, don't worry about anything, Master, okay?"[/color] She whispered softly, pillowing her head against his chest. [color=#0EB94D]"This time, I won't make any mistakes. I promise that no matter what may come..."[/color]

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[h1][i][color=#8AB8E6]Mira Grace[/color][/i][/h1]
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[color=#8AB8E6]"Easy to move in... Hmm..."[/color] That criterion, admittedly, would probably rule out a great deal of her own wardrobe. Since she'd never really had anywhere to go, and had passed a great deal of time by sewing outfits for herself, practicality had never really been much of a concern. Most of her attire was overly fanciful, with multiple layers that would probably get in the way in a real fight... Hmm... But maybe one of her witch costume dresses would suffice? While the capes and mantles she tended to wear along with such garments would be too restrictive, the long, silky gowns she favored would probably offer complete freedom of movement.

[color=#8AB8E6]"Um, how about something like what I'm wearing now?"[/color] She asked, brushing back her cloak and capelet for a moment to reveal the simple sleeveless black dress she wore beneath it. It didn't reach quite to the floor, and had a short slit up the left side, while the right billowed out and away from her legs to keep her from stepping on it. It fit tightly to her upper body meanwhile, and had a gray and white corset worn over it, giving it an almost Victorian aesthetic. [color=#8AB8E6]"I have others like this, and although it might be a little difficult to tie it yourself, I could help you... I don't think it would get in the way when fighting, either... And besides, we'd match,"[/color] She finished rather lamely.