[centre][h2][color=red]Hideyoshi Tohsaka[/color][/h2][/centre]
[centre][h3]Tohsaka Manor, Miyama Town[/h3][/centre]
[centre][@Sageage][@Reflection][@Seirei No Hai][/centre]

Sensei had not changed a bit since he had last seen him, Hideyoshi continued to smile as the man who he had called teacher responded to his welcome, his mouth may have parted for a soft chuckle if he did not recognise what was about to happen next and so out of respect he simply continued smiling.  He knew that Sensei’s love for martial arts ran almost as deep as his own families and it was something Hideyoshi admired the man before him for.  As Sensei swung out his might fist he calmly followed it, despite seeing the movements clearly he did not react to them, keeping his body still as his old teacher carried out an impromptu lesson, it was a rather nostalgic feeling.  The fist rushed towards his face with a deadly force, it was definitely something that could make a man lose his nerve but Hideyoshi remained unphased.  He respected Sensei’s technique and approach to martial arts and it was something he was more than confident with applying the descriptor of “masterful” to.  But the style was something that he felt was incompatible with himself, he was not suited to the oppressive killing intent that could be sensed from the movements and strikes.  As the air rushed over his face he maintained his cool and composed look.  Nothing could be sensed from Hideyoshi, he was merely taking it in and listening to Sensei speak wholeheartedly.  Hideyoshi remained in his relaxed and welcoming position throughout the entire flurry of jabs and seemed to be grateful for seeing Sensei in some kind of action so quickly again.

As Sensei stared into his eyes Hideyoshi stared back, as his eyes displayed warmth and kindness to his teacher he searched for the meaning that his Sensei was presenting him with.  The fact that Sensei was hard to understand at times made him feel an even stronger sense of kinship with the man, as similar things could be said about the Tohsaka family and has been by certain people in the Mages Association, in fact his grandfather's teacher even suggested that his grandfather was “crazy”.  They may be considered a rather odd bunch but Hideyoshi wouldn’t have it any other way.  As his Sensei made his way into the manor he bowed to his other guest, Sensei’s servant.  [i][color=red]Another Saber is it?[/color][/i] He thought to himself, he already knew that something was off about this war.  To Saber he responded with a hearty chuckle. [b][color=red]“Thank you Saber but a bloody nose is the least of my worries right now.”[/color][/b] He returned Sabers beaming smile back to him. 

For a slight moment a surprised expression was clearly displayed on the face of Hideyoshi as the two Sabers began to greet each other with their weapons.  Shaking his head he quickly got ahold of himself.  It was likely he was going to see much stranger things than this during the war, he had just been caught completely off guard.  After the old allies had reunited Hideyoshi approached the table and took his own seat at the table, encouraging the others to join him and Roland at it.  [b][color=red]“Please eat and drink to your will, it seems that there are several things worthy of celebration tonight.”[/color][/b]  Hideyoshi started, the chances of any of this happening had to have been incredibly small.  [b][color=red]“Although first I would just like to inquire about your plans for tonight Sensei?  Of course if you would rather have this conversation afterwards that is all fine and well but the Holy Grail War has begun.”[/color][/b] Finding out Sensei was chosen by the Grail to be a master was not very surprising to Hideyoshi but it did complicate things.  He would rather not fight his old teacher at all if he could but it was unknown what the future would bring.  As he waited for a response he briefly looked out of one of the windows of the dining room to see a familiar perched outside of the manor.  A letter attached to it nonetheless.  He wasn’t sure whether it would be considered rude by its master to not go to it immediately after noticing it but he already had his hands full at the moment and so he would have to apologise later if that was the case.

[centre][h2][color=green]Archer (Odysseus)[/color][/h2][/centre]
[centre][h3]Fyuki, Outside a Bar[/h3][/centre]
[centre][@Scallop][@Reflection][/centre]
She nodded to her master as she donned the long coat that had been given to her by her master.  [b][color=007236]"Thank you master."[/color][/b] she spoke politely to Ludwig.  There was no complaints with the man who had summoned her.

Although rather frustrating, the surprise of the other Servant had been only a minor inconvenience.  Really the state that he was in had been rather pitiful, to be so mentally compromised must be excruciatingly painful and likely the other Servant wouldn't even realise it himself.  [i][color=39b54a]Its fine Odysseus, he likely didn't even know what he was saying.[/color][/i] Athena had been as taken aback as she was when it happened.  [i][color=007236]Yeah I get it and I let him head off didn't I?  That's more than considerate enough after what he said about you.[/color][/i] But before Athena respond something triggered in his mind.  There was someone here.  How could she have not have noticed?  Clicking her tongue she scolded herself for letting her guard down.  It was best to forget everything that had happened up until now.

Luckily Ludwig had already noticed and exposed the hidden man himself.  The man approached them talking to Ludwig, seemingly making an attempt to appear as friendly as possible.  Speaking in a friendly manner and making use of polite gestures he positioned himself to attack her master by surprise.  She almost felt insulted by the ploy but for that very reason she had no doubt that there was more to it than this.  It was definitely on purpose.  Perhaps as a master the man wanted to have a glimpse of Ludwigs servant.  If that was the case then it was probable that their servant could be very close by, perhaps an Assassin was in position to attack her own master.  But as he made to throw his knife and move forward towards Ludwig it became evident that was not the case.  Perhaps he was suicidal, it wasn't insane for there to be a man with nothing to lose in this war. But again.  It was most likely a test.

She let out an unamused sigh as she deftly caught the knife that had been thrown at her master by the handle.  Twirling it around in her hand she quickly closed the distance between her and the stranger and took hold of him.  Placing his own knife to his throat.  [b][color=007236]"I don't know what you thought you would accomplish with that silly move but you have your life in our hands now."[/color][/b] She looked towards her master. [b][color=007236]"If you wish to question this man then please do so Master.  If not I will dispose of him immediately for his actions against you."[/color][/b] It would have been simple in life to have slit this mans throat, as a servant it was a task that required no effort at all.  But something told her that perhaps something could be gained from this.