[h2][center]Kumozaki Keisuke[/center][/h2]
With a winter coat now draped over his shoulders, Keisuke calmly walked down to the room in question, quietly taking note of the distinct lack of personnel in the immediate area. His instincts immediately told him to be on his guard, and the Enforcer quietly acknowledge those feelings as he slowly shifted into a stance ready for possible combat. It was unlikely that something had infiltrated the area so easily, after all—there were four Servants to combat them if they did.

Once he finally reached the room in question, Keisuke took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. There was nothing at first, but—

Just as he prepared to look around, a large shockwave struck his body square in the center, and the Enforcer was thrown backwards into the wall behind him. An involuntary cry slipped out of his mouth as his back hit the metal, and Keisuke fell to his knees as he looked at the source.

"Right. Lancer. How could I forget?" he chastised himself quietly, slowly attempting to pull himself to his feet just as his Caster arrived on the scene to chastise Elizabeth.

There was a good reason he had been trying to avoid the two of them until now, and this just happened to be one of the reasons he had forgotten until now.

[h2][center]Tomoe Gozen[/center][/h2]
The walk down to the room in question was a mundane one for the Archer, but the lack of personnel the lower she went was a bit worrying regardless of the situation. It was only when she heard the sound of what must have been a youkai's death scream and the sound of a body hitting the wall, though, that she sprang into action. With her hand on her katana, Tomoe bounded down the hallway, only to see her Master recovering from an attack and that odd blonde Caster speaking with the Lancer—'Nero' and 'Elizabeth', if she recalled correctly. It seemed that the threat had passed, and Tomoe could more or less figure out what had transpired moments ago.

"Master, please, allow me to help," the Archer stated, grabbing Keisuke's arm and propping him up on his feet before nodding. "Do you require any further assistance?"

"I'm fine, Archer. I'm not that old yet," Keisuke replied, coughing to clear his throat as he picked up his coat from off the floor. "Lancer, there are better places for you to... 'Practice'... Than here. In any case... There was a debriefing to be done, right? Work before relaxation. Let's go."

It was at this point that a rather stalwart-looking older man in a lab coat quietly walked forward from out of the hallway, a small stack of paper in his hands and very distinct earplugs in his ears as he strode forth. Without a guise of complete apathy to how the situation had unfolded, the man (a staff member, given the name tag on him) quietly entered the room behind Keisuke before setting up his own materials.

The debriefing would begin momentarily, assuming there were no further interruptions to be had.

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