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[h2][b]The Church[/b][/h2][h3]Sunday, August 27th, 1939[/h3][/center]

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A mistake on her part. She had gotten caught up with the flow of her own speed, the newfound abilities that filled her body, as she moved like the wind. The ritual had already made sure that she was fully capable when it came to these things, but when it came to her mindset, nothing had changed. An occasional tall leap over a treetop to another just to observe the world was not uncommon for her, showing an alarming lack of urgency. In the end however, she was still a Servant, and an Assassin at that. Her whims would only delay her for a few additional seconds, as she finally arrived at the scene in around a minute. 

While her sight was not comparable to that of Archer, the naturally enhanced physique of a Servant and the relatively tall areas used for her movement gave her the oppritunity to spot her Master ahead of time. What was this? He was conversing with another woman. Kufufu, how shameless. She was invisible not only to the eye, but to even the most skilled of Servants. It was a given that she could hide herself from any regular human. However, the woman didn't seen to be such an individual. At least, not in her current position. Regardless, her Master hadn't alarmed her of her, and there weren't many humans either who would pose a real threat to her. Hence, she was swiftly ignored as Stheno landed on her grand empty stage to a full audience of one, plus one extra. No, a stage wouldn't be held by someone who was simply eavesdropping. Standing next to her Master, she didn't announce her presence right away, and certainly not through spoken language. 

[i]'You seem to have found yourself in an interesting situation young boy. Is that confidence I see in your eyes? Kufufu, having so much faith in a Goddess, your heart is kind.'[/i]. Flattery. The one thing she knew best, where each spoken word was truth from the depths of her heart, yet it would never change the feelings or view that she had towards the 'object of affection'. Ah, it was entertaining after all. She didn't reveal her appearance to her Master nor the ex-Overseer. If she did, then she might not have been able to keep her voice down at her splendor. [i]'It seems like the opposing faction have already made their move. So, what are you going to do Nanaya boy?'[/i] Even when her voice was spoken in thoughts, the tone held no lesser essence of sweetness for which to lure with. 

[i]'We should act quickly. I'm eagerly awaiting your first order Master. Ah, but you prefer partner right? How grand! I apologize, so what are your orders partner?'[/i] Her teasing saw no real end in sight, an onslaught of bait and switches for the sole purpose of innocently fishing out the reaction that would appeal to her the most.