[h2]Konpaku Youmu[/h2] It was a complex dance, in a way. Something that the silver-haired girl was used to performing. And yet, no matter how many times she had done the steps, she continued again and again. She was still in training. No matter how accomplished she became, she could always improve. she still hadn't reached Grandfather's level. To truly live up to her family name, she had to keep practicing. Her katana cut the air, the misty form of her phantom half elegantly whirling through the air as the water fell around her. Roukanken's edge struck a single droplet and parted it. Than another. Than another. Konpaku Youmu sheathed her blade as the water fell around her. Without pause, she drew Hakuroken. In a single motion, she cut three more droplets of water before they could hit the ground. The wakizashi was sheathed in an instant on her hip. Youmu straightened. The number of droplets had nearly doubled, her blades slicing them through so swiftly that she increased the amount. And yet this wasn't enough. No, if she wanted to reach Grandfather's level, she had to train harder. Placing one hand lightly on Roukanken's hilt, the small girl looked up. Her phantom half followed her gaze. The second bucket was hanging from a thin pole of metal, supported between two wooden struts. The wispy form of her phantom half shot forward and struck the bucket, flipping the contents and letting the water fall out. First, to divide it into droplets. Youmu drew Roukanken and swung it upwards, the blade and rushing air parting the falling liquid. In a flash, she had sheathed it again, shutting her eyes. Then...! Youmu opened her eyes, and just barely stopped herself from drawing the blade when she realized her surroundings were no longer the gardens of Hakugyokurou. In fact, it was some place she had never seen. Stone streets, tall buildings of glass and steel... indeed, it was completely unlike the architecture of Gensokyo, the things that Youmu was used to. Was it the outside world? How had she suddenly entered the Outside World?! "... I... what... is..." She paused for a moment, then turned towards the large red tower with confusion. How had she come to the outside world...? After a moment, Youmu sent her phantom half high into the air, to scope out her surroundings better. It was the only thing she could think of doing when something so strange had happened so suddenly... and then, she noticed a man? With... he most certainly had a sword. After a moment, she began to cautiously approach him... "Hello...?" [@PKMNB0Y] [hr] [h2]Abigail Williams[/h2] She'd been all ready to go travelling with her Master! It sounded like a lot of fun, getting to go some place she had never been before... A few other Servants were going, as well. She'd gotten to know so many of them since she was summoned... like Geronimo, though she was a little scared of him at first, had turned out to be very kind and sincere. Everyone had been so fun to talk to! She made friends with Jack and Nursery and Santa Lily... and she'd done her best to help out her Master, too. Even if fighting was kind of scary... she'd been getting more used to it. To be honest, there was part of her that wasn't sure if it was a good thing that she was getting used to it, but if her Master needed her help... ... And there was a few occasions, though, where fighting wasn't scary at all... But now wasn't the time to think about that. No, now was the time to enjoy their trip! Happily, she reached up to grab her Master's hand- That wasn't her Master's hand. A shiver ran through Abigail Willaims's body, and she stepped away. The person she had suddenly latched onto was... a man from the East? Her Master was from the East too, so were many of her Servants, but she didn't recognize this person at all... "That's... that's incredible!" he shouted, suddenly, much to her dismay as she stepped back, her blue eyes wide, "That's the perfect Abby-chan cosplay! It's like she just stepped out of my phone! Can I take a picture?!" "P-picture...?" confused, and a little frightened of the stranger asking for her picture, Abigail stumbled back a little. "Ahh, sorry, sorry," he apologized, waving his hand, "I got a bit too exci-" Before he could say more, Abigail turned and ran. Where was her Master? Where were the others? She didn't see anyone she recognized at all... none of the other Servants, and certainly not Master... there was a girl outside of some shop looking at a cardboard cutout of... herself? That was strange and confusing... everything here was... "M-Master?" she called, looking around in concern, "Jack? ... Nursery? Jeanne? I can't find any of you... M-Mister Cu? M-Miss Atalanta? Miss P-Pendragon?" [@PKMNB0Y]