[center][h1][b][u]Out in Montmarte[/u][/b][/h1][/center]

[@The World]

[img]https://i.imgur.com/YarKC0l.png[/img]

There’s something definitely odd about that partner. Something like that shouldn’t have a connection to me, even if I might be the fastest, and therefore deadliest, gun in the west. If it’s killing people then any sort of bullet’ll do. What matters is that it hits right and hits first. 

He takes a look at the aforementioned gun before walking. “Yeah, there’s something more to it, definitely. But I don’t know what. I’m no mage. Now how about we get roaming? Why don’t we check out where there’s shops and such. Even in the modern age the heart of a town’s in what they’re selling, right?”

And what could be taken, he thought to himself.

“How about the middle then? From what you’ve told me south of here towards the middle has a lot. Although I kinda want to avoid where the big-wigs running this place are holding up. Guess we could go beyond that also?”

He grinned and skipped out the door, nary a wave or word to his master as he assumed she’d follow along. It was only after the house faded into the background, the gunman immersed in the streets that he finally spoke again.

“We’ll go out for a bit, but once we’re back we’re starting aiming drills. So let’s live wild for a few hours.”


[@SSW]

[center][h1][b][u]Latin District[/u][/b][/h1][/center]
[color=6ecff6]"See? see? he gets it. No wonder why he’s a hero and a knight. Especially that sort, he’s experienced!”[/color]

[color=f26522]“Elaine just because you’re-”
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[color=6ecff6]“You should be calling me Lady Elaine at this point you know~”
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He closed his eyes and smiled, pausing in his step. But instead of an admonishment or a countering line of banter Noon instead suddenly turned about, turning his body in a sudden sweeping motion and folding down to a knee. Taking the small girl’s hand gently, he touched it to his forehead, then lips.

[color=f26522] “Yes milady.”
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[color=6ecff6]“Eh… you actually did it.” [/color]Elaine for her part looked down with a small touch of surprise… before giving away into a giggling fit. [color=6ecff6]“Ah… no, that’s right. Of course you would, that’s very much like you Noon. Even if it’s a joke, you’re still serious too about it. Aha, that still almost makes my heart flutter… or so you wish I’d say right? You're a few years too young to make that happen.”[/color] She batted her lashes before breaking away and facing towards Saber. [color=6ecff6]“Was this what it was like for all the girls back in your times? Well, if it was I missed out on something nice.”[/color] She averted her gaze from Saber’s face, her eyes instead trailing down to the ground. Every once in a while she glanced back over her shoulder and let out a small noise that only the servant could hear with his senses beyond human limits. 

[color=6ecff6]“I think that if it were to be…” [/color]

She whispered to herself.

Was she?...

[color=f26522]“Ah, a master.”[/color]

[b][sub][color=39b54a]Don’t forget[/color][/sub][/b]

Noon raised his right hand, focusing in on it while also showing it to the other two. His poise took on subtle changes that Saber would easily notice. His demeanor shifted, no longer light and joyful, but rather almost robotic as a sense of purpose flooded him. Excess movements were thrown away, the mirth and sounds of the Paris nightlife faded away, cast aside as though it were a fantasy of another world.

His hands burned.

Fire danced across his fingers. He felt the blood boil, the skin bubble and crisp up simultaneously. A familiar pain greeted him as he transitioned into his role as a knight and magus.

Even if he was silent, even someone said to be a bit dense like him could see the feelings on the servant’s face.

Even if she teased and taunted the spirited coaxing as she pulled the two by the hand towards exciting and foreign new things showed how much she was enjoying this.

There was no place for that in his heart right now. Friend? Foe? It didn’t matter. For a meeting between magi his heart would turn to stone. He was an sword of his lord. He was here only to further their agenda and claim this land in their name. Kill in their name, save in their name. 

[b][sub][color=39b54a]Don’t forget[/color] whispered the voice he inherited.[/sub][/b]
 
[sub][i]Your oaths, your duty comes before all.[/i][/sub]

[color=f26522]“Let’s go find them.”
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