[h3]Caster[/h3]
"Aaaah, it's just so gloomy down here!  We really should decorate, Master.  Maybe some more lights to start, and some flowers, and a cute little table for tea time!"

Caster had been pacing back and forth for a while now, unable to sit still.  Her long, white hair bobbed about as she walked, the frills of her intricate dress swaying with each step as she glanced about the catacombs.  Yes, it was way too dark and dank down here, and that wouldn't do at all.  But she just knew that with the proper decorations and furnishings even this dingy rabbit hole could become a land of wonder, somewhere she and her Master and all the friends they were about to make would be able to have fun together.  And of course, fun would include a tea party.  Nothing would be more fun than a pleasant tea party with all her friends, after all.

...But that was getting ahead of herself.  First she had to meet them all, and wouldn't that be wonderful?  The very thought of it made her smile, and thus she was practically beaming as she skipped over towards Cassandra.  Her Master was... Odd, to say the least, but she had to be a good person really deep down.  After all, she was [i]her[/i] Master, and that meant they were going to be the best of friends!

"Um... So the familiars saw, um..." Caster bounced onto a seat beside Cassandra, brushing back her hair as it threatened to cover her eyes.  Her hands were somewhat notable, really, as despite how pale she was they were almost solid black and seemed to be segmented, almost like a doll's joints.  For a moment, she closed her eyes, trying to focus on the familiars... It would've been a lot easier if she'd been allowed to send her own creations out to spy, but her Master had [i]insisted[/i] on sending the rats out instead.  Something about them being far less immediately noticable than anything Caster could produce.

"Aaah, so many new friends to make!  Saber and Rider were playing together outside the church, but they were having so much fun Berserker wanted to join in too!  But then Rider got bored and left, and... And then it suddenly got really foggy for some reason, and then... And then Archer used his bow on the fog?"  Caster tilted her head in confusion, her long hair once more bobbing about.  "Why would you do that?  The fog isn't going to hurt you!  What a silly billy!"

Giggling to herself, Caster leaned over towards her Master.  "Anyways, it's time for tea!  I demand blackcurrant flavour macarons!"

[@Blackstripe]