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The weapon that was held by Hector disappeared just as it had appeared.  [b]"Understood master.  You can sit back and relax now while I go and meet some of our competition.[/b]  [i][b]This is fine, I never intended to make use of my Noble Phantasm on the first night either way, messing around with a few of the servants is enough for a warm up.[/b][/i]

[b]"Mhmm, I will be sure to keep an eye on that Assassin now, although those ones are known to be quite slippery.  But I don't think this old man has lost all of his wits just yet heh..."[/b]  Hector wasn't too confident that he could stop an Assassin who really wants to get away from him.  But if anyone had the chance to block ones escape from battle then it would be an expert on the matter.  And well...  He just so happened to be one.

[b]"Well then master, I guess I will see you in a bit then.  Just tell me to come back whenever if you need something but if there is nothing then I will follow your orders from now till mornin'."[/b] Hector gave an odd sort of salute type gesture to his master as he let himself out of the apartment and moved out onto the streets.

[b]"Now.."[/b] Hector said simply as he took in a breath of first air shortly before charging forward towards his destination.  There was already a battle going on at the Eiffel Tower.  And as his master ordered him he did not intend to interfere.  But that didn't mean that he couldn't watch a little now did it?  That kind of scouting is effective too and puts himself in little danger.  Of course a battle like this was sure to draw in other servants who are eager for battle and so, Hector would be waiting for them!

Yes, that is definitely what he will be doing...


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[centre][h2]Lucienne[/h2][/centre]
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[i][b]Phew...[/b][/i] Lucienne wiped a little bead of sweat off of her head with a napkin drawn from her jacket pocket.  She hadn't really prepared a response for the chance that Caster had rejected her proposed name for her, which just so happened to be her middle name and late mother's name.  

[b][i]The 'Arc de Triomphe' huh?  That sounds like an excellent choice to me Marguerite!  The theatre can wait for another time, now we must go forward to our own Triumph!"[/i][/b] A rather ridiculous little speech with exaggerated mannerisms to keep the mood light, apparently an attempt to mimic an actor of a stage play but on an out of touch magus it merely made her look a little stupid.  Well 'a little' is being rather generous.  Lucienne also made a little jab at the air with her fist although all that made clear is she hadn't thrown punch at another living thing in her life.

But still, embarrassment can come later.  It's fine if she let loose a little for now.  The war had just begun and well she can't be stressed out for it's entirety or she would likely burn out.  And so she took Caster by the hand and began to lead the way with a childish grin on her face.