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[h2][color=darkorange]Gin Yoshiyaki[/color][/h2]
[h3]Yakuza Safehouse, Miyama Town[/h3]
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[@Paradox Witch]
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Gin wiped away the sweat from his brow as he looked down to the summoning circle he had created. Walking backwards a few paces, Gin stretched his fingers out with a satisfying [i]pop[/i], a small bit of pride brimming up within him at the arrangement he had set up. Gin normally hated performing rituals like these, not out of the effort it takes to gather the resources or the time they normally consume, but because he always messes up on drawing the lines out at least once. Not messing up once this time around, however, made Gin feel today might be his big break.

Gin began to think of what sort of Servant he'll be summoning, this time around. He took the liberty of placing his [i]bokken[/i] before the summoning circle, hoping that would help him draw out a true warrior, or at least someone who could kick ass. He had also taken the liberty of having his men secure him a bottle of one of the country's most premium and expensive [i]Junmai Daiginjo sake,[/i] to serve as both a gift and a potential icebreaker. [color=darkorange][i]Can Heroic Spirits even get drunk?[/i][/color] Gin began to ponder, believing that he, himself, would want a good drink or two after being pulled out from resting and relaxing in the afterlife... at least, after being reincarnated as a bear.

Sinking down to the floor, Gin sat down, cross-legged, placing the [i]sake[/i] on the ground next to him before loosening the right half of his [i]yukata[/i], pulling the sleeve down to reveal some of his tattoos, one of the many telltale signs of Gin's association with the [i]Yakuza.[/i] Clearing his throat, Gin stretched his right arm out towards the circle, attempting to recall the chant he had spent a [i]week[/i] practicing. As nearly a minute passed, Gin's expression changed from that of concentration to that of annoyance, angry that he couldn't recall the incantations. In retrospect, it may have been a better idea to actually make himself a workshop within that timeframe...

[color=darkorange]"Alright, screw it,"[/color] Gin growled, before beginning to pour his own mana into the circle. At this point, it would be a waste of time to think of another chant, so Gin decided to do what he had always done when it came to magecraft; wing it. [color=darkorange]"I am Gin Yoshiyaki, enforcer of the Fujimuras, and I think you chose the wrong place to have your stupid war at! Luckily, for you, I can't beat up a damn cup, so instead, I want the best Servant you can throw at me! I can't have my turf trampled on by some damn foreigners just because you can grant them a damn wish, so give me your best shot, grail! Let's go!"[/color]

Eh, it was close enough...