[center][h2][color=violet] Elizabeth Reinholt [/color][/h2][/center] [color=violet]violet = speaking[/color] [color=lightcoral]lightcoral = thinking/mental communication with servant[/color] [hr] The female master cautiously moved back from where the curse had tried to assault her, using another single action to remove the ice wall she had thrown up to protect herself after finally managing to get back up on her feet. Letting out a small sigh, Elizabeth could note the presence of something going on where Jack had been. And indeed, the ice wielder's advice to Mira remained true: With what had happened, someone would try to come and capitalize on this moment if anyone remained behind. Albeit she had not expected her own little Assassin to do such a thing without orders, but yet at the same time the small white haired girl's actions made sense when she thought about it a little more. Still, with the sounds of combat and the prana flaring up from where Jack and the terrified looking girl and her Saber had been, Elizabeth felt justified about pulling Jack away now with things going more mental than they had been before. Frustrating. This first night so far was being frustrating to a certain extent at least. [color=lightcoral][i]'Well...if they were going to attack, and it seems the master girl did in my direction, then you did well in attacking them. However, i can sense and hear more enemies joining in on what was started back there, probably sensing the previous battle and coming here, and that could have been very dangerous for you even if Saber and her master had been killed.'[/i][/color] the female master communicated to her little servant through their mental link, trying to make a point about things, sounding stern in her words over the communication but also trying to not be too hard on her little Jack for trying to help her as well,[color=lightcoral][i]'At least, since we do not know who all of our enemies are. While this was a good looking opportunity to attack an enemy, it was not the best situation since others were able to join in. So we have to choose our attacks more carefully, at least to make sure we can get things done before others have a chance to join in on things. I don't know what i would do if i lost you either....'[/i][/color] Sighing aloud to herself afterwards, not liking the thoughts of losing the little servant she had admittedly become attached to in their brief time together, the female master dusted herself off and, using reinforcement again, blitzed back in the direction of the church. It was something she could do right now, at least, to get away from the enemies around here. More so than that, she could try to find a certain someone she had talked with before. A certain monkey man and his strangely no-death-advocating master who had revealed some choice secrets about one or two of the others thus far. They had discussed an alliance of sorts for a brief time, and perhaps now they could continue their...talks in better safety than before. [color=lightcoral][i]'For now, let's look for the tall lady and the monkey man we saw before in the church. To be safe, though, make sure you have Presence Concealment active while we do, just to be safe. We'll meet where they are,'[/i][/color] Elizabeth communicated to her servant as well as she ran, hoping between the two of them they could find their prospective allies in this conflict. At least, if those two still wanted to be allies. So caution and having a concealed Jack would be ideal in case this woman needed to be..."removed" due to self-defense. Though really, Elizabeth held no ill will towards the woman and her servant, no actual evil intent, and perhaps those two believed such as well in return to at least some minor extent so as to not attack them on sight. If they were lucky, that is, after what had just happened out there. [@Raineh Daze] [hr] [center][h2][color=orange] "Fake"!Saber [/color][/h2][/center] [center][s] Or The Episode Where They Go Drifting For Memes[/s][/center] [color=orange] orange = speaking [/color] [color=lightblue] lightblue = thinking/mental communication with master [/color] [center][hider=Important Note About Hasabe/Wasabi][h3]And Yes, Cu Chulainn/Trap-Master-Astolfo gave me permission to temp-control Hasabe in my next Faber post (meaning this post). If he wants that changed or does not want that any more, then i can change it. :) No worries.[/h3][/hider][/center] [hr] The female servant crossed her arms, but let a small smirke come to her face as her master hurried about getting ready and such. As hard as she was being at times on him, like a "nagging mother" as she perceived such a thing possibly being called in these modern times, it was all for a very serious reason. This boy, this growing young man who seemed to have such potential as a human being, was involved in what was essentially a bloodbath. A ritual whose nature was that of a "war", carving death into the landscape in various hues and bloodcurdling screams of death if her own knowledge of death was sufficient to paint a picture. Though they were both overall not necessary for the ritual's completion at all, at the same time they were in danger from those who might see them as "interlopers"....or worse, "easy prey" to try to up and kill to further things. Not that she was ever going to be easy to kill in any regard, but at the same time she was not exactly under the belief that she was the strongest thing summoned either. Compared to a "proper" servant, there were things she lacked. But she could fight, and she could kill. That was what mattered. And if her master wanted to pursue the Grail at some point, she was obligated to help him with that. For now, however, her goal was to keep this idiot alive through this conflict as best as she could. And making sure they were square with the war's Moderator would be a starting point for that. [color=orange]"If we run into enemies, the paint won't be anything we need to worry about. But still, i will try my best to avoid messing up the pain on your car, Master,"[/color] the female servant said, pursing her lips as she entered spiritual form once more, vanishing from Hasabe's eyes. Time to get rolling. [center][b]***A Short While Later While Things Go On Elsewhere***[/b][/center] [center][hider=Theme Music Tracks][url] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atuFSv2bLa8[/url] and [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SvaBaq9yuxY[/url][/hider][/center] To say the two had been moving at high speeds was an understatement, despite she herself being in spirit form and sitting on the roof in a relaxed, easygoing manner for the moment being. Roaring down the roads and her master's hopefully "safe" back way to get to the church in good time, the car Hasabe drove was moving at a great pace to get the two to their destination hopefully before enemies took note of them at all. Ah. Weren't maneuvers around corners and turns like this called "drifting" in this day and age? It seemed risky, but rather fun to see as the car zoomed about. She had managed to pressure her master enough to drive at high speeds, at least, to help set her own mind at ease during this trip. Now if only she could drive a dammed car and maybe she could try some of this for herself, but alas: [center][b] Riding: - [/b][/center] She really had no chance of doing so. Still, she could see the church getting nearer and nearer, though a worrying thing came into her senses as well. Prana being released like crazy. That could only mean one thing so close to this spot...servants and fighting. And perhaps it was similar to the bursts of prana she had felt before whilst they were not as close to their destination. Perhaps two fights had broken out among the servants already? [color=lightblue][i]'Master, keep an eye out for anything strange as we approach the church and park on its grounds. I can sense enemies clashing at least twice since we started out to come here, so ensuring we are on neutral ground as swiftly as possible is advised,'[/i][/color] the female servant communicated in a stern but serious tone to her master, to try to make sure he understood what the current situation was, though after a moment she seemed to instictevly add another thing, [color=lightblue][i]' And make sure to be polite to whomever the Moderator is once we get inside. We don't want to make a scene or put ourselves in a bad situation by fiddling with our words or angering them somehow.'[/i][/color] Once a nagging mother to her master, always a nagging mother to her master. [s]Never change, Faber, never change.[/s] [@Cu Chulainn]