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[center][h2][b]Shinto Town - Copenhagen ------> Fruits of Ecstasy[/b][/h2][/center]

Hippomenes walked down the street adjusting the sunglasses his master had given him so that they'd hide enough of his ears to make them seem like unruly tufts of hair, he welcomed the smells of the modern world, growing familiar with them and the other parts of this new age. A car honked as it passed by, groups of people walked and laughed and a couple strode hand in hand.

A longing sigh escaped him, his thoughts shifting momentarily to his Noble Phantasm, or rather who was attached to it, weighing the pros and cons of manifesting it(her) in broad daylight and with people unrelated to the Grail War all around him. A mighty conflict sprung in his mind, Common Sense against the desire to see his wife even in her cursed form, but ultimately his Common Sense won out.

Barely.

Hippomenes' nose perked up, a particular shift in the fruity smell he'd been following catching his attention.

[i]Dirt, sweat, various plants, metal and magic.[/i]

Hippomenes tensed briefly then he forcefully relaxed his muscles mentally preparing for a possible battle as the sources of the odor came into view. Their eyes met.