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[Center]Wynter Lobos[/center]
West End of Montmartre: Family-rented house.
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Wynter's mind was going 100mph as it finally began to sink in that she was a part of the now started war. She thought back to the preparations she had made on her father's behalf to begin working out a plan. It was common knowledge that three powerful mages would be participating, but she didn't have access to their names, which scared her greatly. Since Archer was summoned with his own weapon(s), she decided to take the gun used as the summoning catalyst (a Colt 1851 Navy Revolver) and hide it on her person. Taking the lead on things was new to her and although she was a fast learner her inexperience only brought more worry to her. 

... She should probably learn to use it soon, but that was pushed aside in favor of scoping out the local area for other Masters and Servants. Then again, perhaps they should simply use the night catching Archer up on details of the city? 

[color=00aeef]"Hey, Archer? What do you think we should do?"[/color] She didn't want to just force him to go along with her nor did she have the confidence to do so, so she simply gave away the decision making to him. She was far too stressed to make a sound decision. 
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"Now here now." he interrupted the girl.

"First of all you need to decide if I’m your pardner, or I’m your servant. Don’t ask me what to do without offering nothing if I’m your pard. If I’m your servant be a bit more firm, yeah? Let’s start with that first. I’m not gonna be able to help make your decisions as much as you’d want when it comes down to the guns. I’ll help a’course, but servants are fast, servants are quick. Did I say they’re swifty too? Well, it doesn’t matter if it’s about magic or ghosts or just running from the law. You need to be able to trust your guts and learn to move and think."

"That said there’s a few things we definitely need."

"One, we need a good place to call home during this war. I forgot if you said that we still needed to find a good magical place, or if this house is a place you can work with but... You said you’re not much of a mage right? Well I’m not one either, so let’s find a place that’s alrady good for that kind of place. If you’re not good enough to build something from scratch then let’s find a good place that’s already up. It’s a big city right? There’s bound to be something big.”

At that he took a look up at the towering buildings and the skyline of paris, poking his head out of a window. The sight was something that took his breath away, even if it also invited a small touch of unease among the wonder. “Yeah, it really is big…” Compared to the frontier in actual volume and size it was nothing. But the overwhelming humanness and the jam packed nature of an old city and the modernity of humanity was in of itself massive.

“Second, we gotta work on your aim. You’re good at shooting with spells right? Then we’ll make that even better. You’ve never really fought much before right? I’ll drill ya until you could even outdo that old Pat Garret.”

He paused for a moment and then leaned in for a closer look at the girl that was the supposed mage that his time in Europe was tied to.

“Mhm, you said you never could cast a single darn spell save for that one? Is that even a thing? A one trick pony they’d call you. But the mistake is that maybe you’re not a horse or a pony at all. Maybe you’re a camel, maybe you’re even a coyote? Well, what I’m saying is maybe you’re going about it all wrong. Why is it that this spell is the only one that works? It’s a spell where you point at people and shoot right? And no other spell from your family works, right? Maybe all your magic’s in your fingers. Or maybe…”

He whips out his gun for a moment right before Wynter. The gust of wind blows her hair out of her face and he spins it in his hands before re-holstering it before she could see it, only her knowledge of his gun allowing her to recognize what he'd done and what happened.

“You’re a shooter? You got someone like me off a random old gun after all. You sure it even works as a catalyst? I don’t know how much studying it takes but we can try a few things. At the least I'll promise you'll hit your target with what you got even if we don't find nothing good or new. Now, want to take a look at the town? I haven't seen much yet. We can go after a quick bit of drilling... now where's a good empty can?"