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[COLOR=gray][sup][b] Team White | Servant - Saber [/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center]

Emilia smiled at the first person to enter, and she turned to the only other person who wasn't involved in the war at the moment. A bartender, who had been making all the food and drinks. [color=bc8dbf]"Moritz, please leave the room. Our guests have arrived, and the personal matters have begun."[/color] She said, to the scruffy gentleman who merely nodded. As Moritz left the room, the older woman brushed her stark white hair and turned to Nori. [color=bc8dbf]"You'd be surprised how talented he is at cooking. You know, I considered it a bit of an amazing thing that the offer was even available at a beer hall, but considering the day, and the time, and all other factors... We have about two hours before we have to move into more private areas, but for now, this was my choice for a proper meeting."[/color] She seemed shockingly relaxed as Nori raised his hand, the bruises of command seals easily spotted, despite not having summoned his servant yet. 

Emilia raised her own hand, with her own three markings clearly visible. they took on the shape of a moon, with each mark forming into an elaborate third. Placing her hand back down, she leaned back in her chair, as if simply relaxing. [color=bc8dbf]"Well, Nori Tohsaka, it is good of you to come all this way on such short notice. I suspect your family felt it necessary to claim even one grail this year."[/color] She didn't laugh, instead her eyes narrowed as if daring Nori to challenge her claims. After all, despite being so 'grand' not all in the Tohsaka family could be considered equal, and with such a rush, she doubted Nori was all that high on the family's choices of grail masters. [color=bc8dbf]"But for now, you may call me Frau Weber. I am no Dr. M if that is what concerns you, nor do I know his identity. And I doubt he will even show."[/color] 

Her attention drifted from Nori slowly, to focus on the new arrival less than a minute after the first. [color=bc8dbf]"It is a pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Schrodinger. I see you, unlike our dear Nori here have already selected your servant."[/color] In that moment, the air behind her rippled, and a ghostly blue fire fizzled in and out of existence. Standing there was a man in the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/f9/44/3c/f9443c35b2e89254e00703eab734d3c0.jpg]world's most hideous outfit[/url]. The man looked at first like a lion given the body of the man, but from there his outfit seemed to be utterly questionable. Even Emilia had to take a moment to soak in the outfit. The bright flame colored designs, the sheer amount of golden decoration, and bare chest alone seemed horribly out of touch with the rest of the world. The man turned to her, and shrugged, as if silently saying it was the best he had. Clearly the man's fashion sense was abysmal, which could only hint at his power if he was so comfortable being seen like this. [color=bc8dbf]"This is Saber."[/color] She gestured to the man, who nodded at the duo. 
[color=fff79a]"Well well, I see you are all nicely dressed. I'm grateful, it shows that we are all people of a certain degree of investment in our cause."[/color] The grin on his lips showed a flash of teeth, and then he was back to just a broad toothless smile. [color=fff79a]"But, it seems our first arrival still needs his servant."[/color] Saber said, readdressing the problem in the room.
[color=bc8dbf]"Mr. Tohsaka, if you have at the very least already acquired your artifact, then you will find all the necessary set ups over there."[/color] She gestured to the storage room, which would be a discrete enough location to summon his servant without revealing anything he wasn't prepared to do so early.

[color=bc8dbf]"Three so far, we still have four more we're waiting on, aren't we?"[/color] Emilia said, readjusting the lens of her glasses onto the bridge of her nose. 
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[center][h3][u][b]TEAM BLACK[/b][/u][/h3]
[COLOR=gray][sup][b] Gathering the Team [/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center]

The man in white said nothing as the the six new arrivals began to gather. Very few of them seemed to acknowledge him beyond noticing him there, which was fine. He wasn't important to them. Yet. He was no master after all, and the lack of command seals made that very clear. He took a step closer as a certain individual began to show a great deal of aggression. He bowed slowly, a hand on his back, and a hand on his chest. "Mr. Yuri Fyodorovich Romanyuk, wasn't it? I understand your confusion, because after all you have found yourself in a situation you must not have expected. I will keep this brief for your sake, won't I?" He didn't come off as patronizing, but rather excited. Somebody new, an unplanned for addition? How marvelous! 

Taking a step closer, the man in white walked over to Yuri, and gestured for him to show the back of his hand. "I realize you are out of your depth, but please try and remain calm. The spirit you claim to be possessing you is not evil, I hope. But rather a heroic spirit. You completed a ritual that has brought a heroic being back from the past to fight by your side. In... A holy war." He glanced to Yuri's left, as if expecting his servant to be right there. "The goal of such a war is... Sadly dangerous. Each member here is aiming to collect an artifact called the Holy Grail. The goal is to kill the heroic spirit summoned by another master, and the last one standing is capable of getting any wish they desire, granted. Money, wealth, war, vengeance. It's all up for grabs." The man smiled, as if he was waiting for Yuri's reaction. "And that's just about it. You fight your servant against others, and the winner gets a prize. BUT!" He paused, just in case Yuri was about to try attacking another master. "These are not your enemies. Unless you want them to be. Rather, all of us have gathered to form an alliance, against another team far more dangerous."

Finally taking a step back, the man allowed Yuri whatever breathing room he seemed to need. "I am a representative of the Clock Tower. And you six are Masters of Black. The other seven are Masters of White. For those of you willing, an alliance is your only solution. Feel free to introduce yourselves, set up a headquarters, or... Bicker if you feel like it." He was still all smiles, as if only success awaited them. 

And yet... Some may have noticed that when he spoke to Yuri, he left out one particular piece of information. In Grail wars, Masters tend to die.