Haneul listened to best of his ability during the briefing. There were an assortment of words that didn't make sense to him, but he felt as if he got the gist of what was going on. When asked if he still wanted to aid them in their cause the boy relayed that he would think about it for a little bit. Maybe seeing what some of their servants looked like would be a good idea to gauge if they could really do this? And that's exactly what the group of mages did, with Haneul following in the far back. Everyone else seemed so confident about who they were going to summon and in their overall powers in general. It was pretty intimidating, but if his parents thought he could do it, then he might as well try right?

Haneul didn't really have a preference for which servant class he wanted, as they were all fairly wonderful to him, so he simply watched as the others began to summon their own servants. Saber, Archer, Rider, Assassin...the list of servants was quickly going down. It was clear that based on what everyone wanted earlier, that Haneul himself would probably go for the Berserker class. Everyone strayed away from the helpful, but extremely dangerous class, and felt as if it would be better for him to take the class since he didn't mind. The boy quietly recited his own chant to himself, being mindful of the extra stanza he had to say before making his way to one of the free summoning circles. He quickly pulled out a set consisting of a dull disintegrating hairpin and a chipped comb. Setting his bag outside of the summoning circle, Haneul began his chant, speaking in his native language to ensure that he wouldn't mess up.

[center][b][color=lightblue]Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation 
Let black be the color I pay tribute to
Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall
Let the four cardinal gates close.
Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate.

I hereby declare. 
Your body shall serve under me. 
My fate shall be your sword.
Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail 
If you will submit to this will and this reason…Then answer!

An oath shall be sworn here! 
I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven. 
I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell! 

[i]Yet, thou serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos
Thou, bound in the cage of madness.
I am he who command these chaos[/i]

From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power,
Come forth from the ring of restraints,
Protector of the Holy Balance! [/color][/b][/center]

Haneul sighed quietly before lowering his head. As he had expected to get some giant beast of a being who couldn't speak nor act at least somewhat humanly, Haneul could say that he was surprised to look back up and see a girl dressed in what looked like cyber goth style, with horns, fangs, pointed ears, and even a tail. She looked almost nothing like what he expected. The pink haired girl looked around for a moment with furrowed brows before her steel blue gaze landed on the boy in front of her.
[color=#FF69B4][b]"No way...are you my master?"[/b][/color] She questioned, her sharp pink finger already beginning to prod at Haneul's body. [color=#FF69B4][b]"But you're so weak and sick looking...how could you have enough magic to summon someone as great as me?!"[/b][/color] She shrieked before quickly coming to a realization. [color=#FF69B4][b]"Aha! Nice joke! You don't even have any command seals on--"[/b][/color] The Berserker cut herself off as she was now standing close enough to Haneul to see past his blinding bangs and stare at the all too familiar red symbols dotting his forehead.

Unsure of what to think now, Berserker dove for Haneul's hand and pulled back his sweater to reveal his wrist.
[color=#FF69B4][b]"Just a little bit of blood should do."[/b][/color] She mumbled, much to Haneul's surprise. 
[color=lightblue][b]"A-Ah, please don't do th-that..."[/b][/color] He mumbled as he slowly tried to inch his hand away. Of course he would get stuck with the oddball...