[h2][center]Cleo Forsberg[/center][/h2]
[h3][center]Latin District - Trying not to draw attention[/center][/h3]

Archer had gotten away. Letting out a sigh Cleo broke the connection to her Servant’s senses, returning to her own as the fight came to a close before it every really began. She pressed her thumb and forefinger to her face, pinching the bridge of her nose as a headache began to form behind her eyes; she had tried to match as much of the fight as possible through Saber’s perspective, anticipated a moment where she would need to give order or pull her Servant out of a bad spot with a Command Seal. The strain it put on her, to try and keep up with everything that was going on, from Archer’s arrows and traps to Ogier’s defense, was greater than she imagined. Especially when she had been trying to do so while also keeping half of her focus on her current situation, lest something happen to her while she was distracted.

[color=6ecff6][i]“Return to me Saber. There’s nothing more we can do now.”[/i][/color]

[quote=@Danchou]
[color=f26522]“I’m sorry that you got mingled up in this.”[/color]
[/quote]

Turning her head towards the other Magus, Cleo listened as he apologised for involving her in their business and explained the situation, though it sounded like Noon wasn’t sure himself why Archer was so determined to attack them repeatedly. Like Noon she was also concerned about the situation, especially since it didn’t feel like this would be the last time Archer would approach them, though her worry was tempered by the fact that it was not her the Servant had set their sights on.

[color=6ecff6]“If Archer is going to continue to target you in this manner then it is going to make everything harder than it needs to be; he needs to be dealt with, sooner rather than later… we-”[/color] the rest of what she was going to say was cut off as the young girl with Noon interjected. Cleo couldn’t remember if the girl had been present the previous night, but either way her presence now was confusing. There was an otherness about her, an inhuman quality that let Cleo know this wasn’t a normal girl, but other than that she didn’t know what to make of her; a familiar of some kind?

Her impersonation of the older woman’s voice, pitch perfect and a little disconcerting to hear, alongside her words left Cleo unsure if she was being mocked or praised. Nonetheless she listened carefully as Elaine gave directions to and information about her and Noon’s location and how to contact them. It would be beneficial not to have to arrange such a public meeting next time.

[quote=@Danchou]
[color=f26522]“Lady Forsberg. It was an honor to fight alongside you for the first time. If you would wish to come with us your presence would be welcome. However this errand of hunting a thief is a personal manner so you are not under any obligation.”[/color]
[/quote]

A personal matter? While their business for the night was more or less concluded, and although Cleo had some matters of her own to attend to, she couldn’t see any reason why they couldn’t continue to work together for the time being. The whole point of forging an alliance was to assist one another after all and if this personal matter involved dealing with another Servant or Master then it would only benefit her as well.

Before she could give her answer however, she was interrupted once again. Not by Elaine this time, but by what appeared to be another Servant. He… was carrying a tree, of all things, over his shoulder and was rambling something about having Noon’s familiar help prove his love to someone. He seemed quite deranged and for the moment his attention wasn’t on her; she kept quiet and as still as possible so that it stayed that way.

[color=6ecff6][i]“Saber, hurry back as soon as you can. We have another opponent; a Berserker this time, by the sounds of it.”[/i][/color]

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