[center][h1][color=crimson][i][b]Sophia von Einzbern[/b][/i][/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Main Room, Einzbern Manor/Compound, Einzbern Forest, Miyama Southwest[/i][/center]

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Ah, her guests were very soon to arrive, very soon indeed. Perhaps minutes, perhaps moments. Regardless, she had enough of a sense of pride to put out the proper things, tea, tea cakes, tea biscuits, the little things a member of the Euro-centric Tohsaka Family would perhaps be able to enjoy. And...admittedly the man had just lost his entire home in one fell swoop, destroyed with the rest of Miyama. She had barely been able to pull her familiars out of the area in time, albeit she'd already been keeping them distant enough to not get caught up in the fire. More or less, her attentions had to be on her location, for....more than obvious reasons. Regardless, she....empathized with his losses, the people lost, the resources lost, and anything else in there that was now lost if he or his servant or an ally hadn't carried it here by some miracle. Though mulling about it all was not something she felt would be proper for the occasion. Cautious, but polite and comforting in the provided environment. 

She even had the good cushions out for this with the chairs, and a soothing tune playing on the record player in the corner. Ah, that little added luxury. She'd even gone to wash her face, make sure her own great stress over this didn't show physically as much as it could. She didn't want to seem utterly unphased at what occurred, her physical tiredness told her that much, but after this meeting she was taking a well deserved nap....no, first a sensual massage after a hot bath, and then a nap. This all once the all-clear was given once their most current matters were settled.

Albeit that "Lesser" Ruler had brought a message of interest. Free command seals for those hunting down the perpetrators of last night's event. Ah, her familiars had seen an amount of things, including by chance the actions of a certain pair she had sent a minor homunculi to communicate with. It could be good, yes, but she'd consult her servant on that as she was massaged and bathed at the latest. More command seals was a notable boon in this war, something everyone might be vying for. A good chance to snipe targets and potentially gain useful command seals in the process. Haha. 

Though when it came to her soon-to-be-here guests, she wasn't too sure about the Tohsaka's guest, though, whom seemed an oddity in and of himself. But, as it were, she would have her maids keeping extra attention on this...horse-head-wearing individual. Such was the nature of magecraft, that even such a silly looking person to the eyes could be a potential threat in his own ways and manners. She even had two of her personal familiars perched on the back of her tall chair, just in case. It was not to be hostile, but....well, she had to be cautious as well as a Master and in her duty to safeguard the Grail. Desperate people could do things, and if negotiations turned sour even more so she had to be ready. It was just "good business"....or rather, very much her actions were the seemingly rare common sense. She couldn't let her guard down, nor could she become a paranoid psychotic individual from all of this. 

Actually, perhaps she could have some "alone time" as she bathed as well. Yes, that would fit nicely with removing stress for her. 

Even so, she still sat in her chair, waiting for her guests to arrive. 

.....At the very least, the city wasn't on fire....again. Not that it was in any manner of good shape right now as it stood. Between that earthquake, the storm, and the Greek crashing into Miyama from above. 

[@Kyoka][@Reflection][@Cu Chulainn][@Seirei No Hai]

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[center][h1][color=lightblue] Saber: Sigurd, the Dragon Slayer[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Rooftop, Abandoned Home, Western Farms, Western Side of Fuyuki[/i][/center]

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Ah, a grassy hill, a soft knoll.....all better than sitting on a hot rooftop, though the servant did not complain. In fact, he didn't even mind the feeling at all. He had spotted that "Ruler" sort of individual flitting about on his journey here, nothing serious, though any messages he had were of no import to Sigurd. However, last night's events had taken their toll, destroying part of the city rather completely, slaying tens of thousands, and then a small but overall inconsequential earthquake bore what the people of this land might call "bad omens" at dawn. This was a land plagued by destruction indeed, and already the Saber knew of his own desire for the Grail. Not that it was anything big to him, though what was in his mind was truly a miracle. If this object could grant such a thing. Ah, but that was not for now. 

He had in silent gone about the areas on the eastern side of the river in the wake of the storm, moving debris for rescuers to secretly make paths for them, freeing trapped victims out of buildings and then vanishing in a flash before they got a good look at him, making neat piles of the worst debris and sorting out a solid amount of the mess in some places. At times he'd done things, like throwing rocks or making notices with objects, to draw attention to those who needed help when rescuers seemed to be going the wrong way. His skills gave him the needed ability to help find still-living people. He'd even gone about finding many dead bodies (what bodies were left that he could find) and respectfully carrying them to line up neatly and properly to be found and buried. Men, women, children, it was a terrible thing that had happened, and though the fire was gone the destruction left by "those" two men had all but obliterated much of the landscape on this side of the city. 

He had done a good deal of service to help these people, albeit in subtlety and secret due to the nature of this Grail War, the simple job of a hero who had the power to help was all. It was far from the things he had done in life, slaying dragons and enemies, though in this case his work was to ensure the best outcomes for those he could at least help in this. That made it worth it. Though it had taken some time, after having to wait for that storm to subside first before he had unwavering gone right into the work he knew he wanted to set out to do. 

Regardless, after finishing what he set out to do he had come here, to sit, to ponder. He needed no approval to do what he did, nor would he sully his pride to regret his actions as a hero. He saw it as necessary to help them, at least in this case where he could.

[@Phonic][@CorpusMundum][@Red Alice]