[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/nbOkgsP.png[/img] ________________________?????________________________ Scattered through Fuyuki...[/center] [u]Fuyuki Shopping District[/u] His name is Nise Masuta. A relatively simple man who was born in Fuyuki, and expected to die in Fuyuki. His mother was a weaver, and his father an accountant. He spent his days in the bank, checking maths, counting, and collecting the money of others while living off his own small wage. That was until today, when he learned he wasn't just a pencil pusher. He was a mage! A powerful one with all the wit and tactics required to join the Holy grail war! His servant was the mighty Hercules, hero of greek myth. Naturally his servant was in a spiritual form, so he couldn't be seen at the moment. But deep in his mind he knew, he had to go out, and fight other mages. The command seals on his hand were more than enough proof of his role in life. So walked this skinny man, carrying a knife in his hand, and Hercules invisibly by his shoulder. He walked along Fuyuki's shopping district, passing by the now empty stalls and smiling to himself. Why, he knew for sure that if he ran into another master, his power alone would make him win. As if anything could stand before him! He passed by the bar, and peeking in he saw somebody. Another master? He waited outside, hands in his pockets, back against another building. Waiting, and ready to fight when they came out of their home. [@Scallop][@Kyoka] ----------- [u]Fuyuki Bridge[/u] His name is Oki Usotsuki. He wasn't much, and only moved to Fuyuki within the last year. He kept mostly to himself, avoided the yakuza, and worked in a shopping center. But he had a secret. He was a mage. He knew this because he couldn't be hurt. His magic formed a barrier around him, and protected him from all harm. He knew this because he didn't have a scratch on his body. And with his servant, the mighty hero Hector of Troy, he didn't have to worry about the war at all. The command seals on his hand were proof enough that he belonged here. All three perfectly placed on the back of his hand, letting anybody know who and what he was. He sat on the bridge, watching and waiting for anybody who dared try to cross it. After all, if anybody came to the bridge, he would rise, and declare a fight. A fight he'd win with his servant. "How exciting!" He said, speaking to the air. Hector was invisible, and had gone to wait and spy. He would materialize soon enough. "This war... I can win! All I have to do it see what the other masters and servants can do, and plan the perfect plan!" How... Daring. ----------- [u]Fuyuki East - Station[/u] Damu Baka was confident. He wasn't much to look out. Poor, kind of a wimp, but he was a master in the grail war with access to an assassin servant. Jack the Ripper. That's why Jack was invisible right now, because he wouldn't need to worry about him being spotted. Brilliant tactic, and Damu patted himself on the back. His command seals clearly visible for that moment. Now, he just had to find another master, to start an alliance. But who could he trust? Well, if worst comes to worse, he had Jack to protect himself. [center]________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vfXYyKI.png[/img] _________________________________[i][b]Saber Class[/b][/i]_________________________________ With his Master, by Tohsaka Manor[/center] Roland was... Well immediately confused when his master made to attack the other. Weren't they supposed to be good friends? And then he realized that customs probably never changed. After all, he could recall the many times he and Astolfo had butted heads as a sign of greeting. Or when he fought another of the paladins over the first cup of wine. Or how the first time he had met Olivier, his greatest companion and his lance, they had met with their blades striking the other. In fact, the idea of clashing swords with other heroes excited him. Without speaking, he waved his hand to their host. "Well, Mr Tohsaka, you and your master are an interesting pair. Don't let him break your nose though, we don't need any casualties on the first night." He smiled from ear to ear, and followed into the manor, before realizing... He had failed to introduce himself. "Oh yes, you may call me S-" And then he paused, because inside the house he could see a shadow. A familiar kind of tilt to the helmet, and... Why did he feel like this was the right place to be. Roland went silent as he walked towards the table, and the figure came more and more into view. His hand jumped to the handle of his sword, and before either could greet the other, his blade was in motion. Spinning into his hand, the long blade was as light as a dagger in his grip. He spun it around as if it was far shorter than it was, and yet with such grace that he seemed perfectly fine with the longer length. In less than a second he had covered the gap of the room, blade over his head, and striking down with force. "My companion! You live!" He laughed, as if his heart was exploding with emotion. "How are you doing!?" He let his voice fill the house, as he would begin a duel. Not a lethal one, but not a gentle one either. As if he wished to express his love, through a display of sword. "I missed you so dearly, and I prayed that we would see each other again in heaven! But here you are, able to join me once more in our quest for victory!" His blade would flash about, aiming to strike metal against metal. To clash, to dance, to sing a song that only blades could sing. He wanted this. He wanted to enjoy this tender moment with the other servant he could recognize at a glance. "Oh this is a gift from my uncle and God! The angels sing for us!" [@Kyoka][@Sageage][@Seirei No Hai]