[center][h2][i]Master: [color=salmon]Mercedes[/color][/i][/h2]
[i]???, Tokyo[/i] | [color=blueviolet][i]Night[/i][/color][/center]

	As the swell of magic dissipated and the visage of a man appeared before, Mercedes quickly appraised the - servant, right? She'd actually managed to summon a servant despite her poor skill with summon and familiar crafts. The pull of her mana wasn't as much as she expected to be either. She supposed that the Holy Grail had helped on both fronts. Back to the being in front of her, she watched as he silently looked around. He was clad in leather and had a bow with him. That fact, coupled with the relatively little mana he seemed to draw from her, seemed to imply that he was of the Archer class. When she focused on him, information slowly began to drift into her mind. Information about the person before her. Archer, indeed. She found that a name did not come to her, but she didn't let it bother her. His lack of greeting did not upset her either. Maybe he was just the shy type.

	Mercedes said nothing for the moment, instead turning to follow Archer's eyes around the room. She had rented the small space a few days ago in preparation for the ritual, and it was little more than a barren attic room with a single window letting the moonlight in. 

	[color=salmon]"Depressing, huh?"[/color] she tried, looking back over at the servant. She grinned at him before continuing. [color=salmon]"It's temporary though. I've got a place closer to the edge of the city. We'll be heading there soon... if... that's alright with you. Archer, was it?"[/color]

	Mercedes held out her hand, emblazoned with the command spells, toward the spirit with a warm smile.

[center][@King Cosmos][/center]