[center][h1][color=lightblue]Kikyo Tohsaka[/color][/h1][/center]

The Holy Grail War. Kikyo knew innately how much her mother, her parents overall, had been working and planning for this moment. She'd heard about it all since she had been a small child, and though to her the matter had become desensitizing after a time....it was coming more into perspective now at least. Sent to learn at the Clocktower to help her bide her time within a place of learning (outside of the scandals or other such event that could happen there potentially) and gain skills in preparation for the upcoming conflict, even as through the grapevine she picked up on rumors of a Middle East expedition having been in the works back home, but in the end she had been pulled home to help finish a project before a certain family had backstabbed them and forced the Tohsaka Family's hard work to be expended in an attempt to counteract this betrayal. 

Furthermore, the only help they could seem to get from allies and such was....other children, mere children...and the exasperated Matou girl she had some personal interest in, whose demeanor seemed to hint at a rather tough life. Albiet she'd only kept her own tongue in regards to that "worm man", as she had dubbed him as a small child in the far past, for the sake of her family and parents and their connections. Such was only to be expected of a mage, but personally she loathed the wretch and was glad he was gone. Not that it made them any better in regards to allies, much to her bitter mental note on the matter. 

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But overall at this moment Kikyo Tohsaka, heir to her family and a prodigy who had helped complete the Jeweled Sword that had made this possible......was slightly in a wistful, bored mood as it were, having been mindlessly preparing foods for her mother's afternoon tea for their many guests. Fortunately she had been able to arrange to have the corresponding tea cakes she personally enjoyed so much, at least whenever her mother forced afternoon tea upon them as was her nature, though it was only a small victory in her mind over the dull tasks she had been put to work with. For the moment she was standing in the kitchen, brain and body running on naught but a nice cup of morning tea and a few goodies snatched subtly from a couple of the other plates she had brought out earlier. This all whilst a plate of more of those little fancy cucumber sandwiches she had just prepared for all those gathered here carefully in her hands to be brought out.  

Walking out into the room in her usual garb, a kitchen apron still garbed upon her for lack of caring what others might think of her hobby, Kikyo moved to the table and put down the plate carefully as her eyes scanned the crowd with a sense of light interest at least. There was at least one servant here, from appearances alone reminding her of the British knights of old, who she felt might enjoy the tea more than others. At least, beyond that of her own servant. 

[center][hider=Thoughts AboutHer Servant]Ah, that was right. Assassin....a unique one who was not among the Hassan-i-Sabbah she had virtually expected to get if she had summoned an Assassin...albeit this wouldn't have been the case if the last-minute catalyst she had procured to try to summon Caesar had worked as intended. But that was nothing she dwelt on now, truthfully. 

Assassin was a man known for his treachery, and yet she personally had found him an interesting companion for conversation. One who had become dulled to the world in a sense but didn't hate humans at all, and another who loved the world and its people. The comparisons were interesting, and the occasional juxtaposition they had as well as similarities they also had were all fascinating, though she'd kept polite in things out of respect for the servant's character even as they had talked the night mostly away. 

Still, she was not going to reveal her servant's true name to anyone here. Her servant seemed in the same mindset. Given the catalyst and how she hadn't managed to summon Caesar, she'd managed to pin down the identity of her servant dutifully through a simple process of elimination. At least, simple for her. Maybe not for others potentially. Regardless, she'd invited him to join her in the kitchen, or the others for tea so they could socialize, because she felt he'd be a breath of fresh air among the normal figures. And, perhaps, it might give him a chance to learn more about their compatriots in this war. [@Grey][/hider][/center]

Deciding to try to start a conversation, however, she decided to approach one of the other masters, a brown-haired girl who seemed cute and had a pair of glasses on and seemed visibly nervous about things([@RolePlayerRoxas]). It was the least she could do, and admittedly between the seeming separation from the others and the bit of attractiveness of this girl Kikyo felt drawn to her a bit. She gave a light nod to the girl as she approached, before trying to break the ice a bit, a small smile on her face:

[color=lightblue]"New to little things like this, eh? Haha. But to be honest, you are doing fine,"[/color] the female Tohsaka heiress said, trying to eek out her own manner of social interaction and words to reassure and interact with the Kishinami girl, before extending a hand to her, [color=lightblue]"My name is Kikyo, by the way. You could come hang back in the kitchen with me a minute if you want, just to get away from the larger crowd for a bit, and maybe get some of the fresh food i'm preparing to settle the nerves."[/color] 

It was worth a shot anywho. As bland as this girl seemed, it was unique to Kikyo and worth trying to aim for some conversation.