[center] [h1][color=E786FF]Kamila [/color][/h1] [h3][color=E786FF][Bellagio Fountain, The Strip, Las Vegas][/color][/h3] [hr] [/center] So water was an ouroboros? Was that her Servant’s point? Water was always water, no matter what sort of shape it took? It was a fitting analog for life, considering how the same basic pieces make anything from a tardigrade to a mammoth. Kamila had no real problem with this reasoning for water being the element of life. However, she wasn’t exactly sure how much it differed from water. Fire is something doomed to death. While other substances can exist indefinitely in a state, fires are doomed to fade away the moment they’re lit. From their conception, they are to die. Despite that, they spread and create new fires. Even if the original fire is gone, it has created anew. The life of a fire follows a similar path as the life of all organisms. Exist -> Create More -> Die A never ending chain which forms a cycle. It was also required for all life to exist, but that was secondary. Of course, the major flaw to this theory is that a fire can be snuffed out before spreading, but really, can’t the same apply to anything? Though, this wasn’t exactly a refutation to the point her Servant had made. If anything, she couldn’t even argue against it, as Fire exists in a state independent of Liquid/Solid/Gas. Fire is outside of the cycle to begin with, so there was never a point to argue against her Servant. If anything, she’d contend with the definition placed, but that seemed a bit pedantic at the moment. The Knight Captain was going to explain to her Master the Church’s origins in why Fire was the origin of life, but it seemed they were interrupted by someone’s...familiar? Yeah, some sort of familiar. She wasn’t going to take the candy from a suspicious familiar to begin with, so she was fine with her Servant declining on her behalf. Still, now it meant she actually had to deal with others. While this was fine usually, in these circumstances, it made things...fairly awkward. Kamila was planning on at least opening up conversation, but was then interrupted by her partner’s whispering. It took quite a bit of willpower to keep a straight face after a threat such as that, but it was in the nature of a member of the Church to suppress anything along the lines of fear. So this was the type of monster she had summoned. It wasn’t about the raw power of a Servant, that was something Kamila felt was fairly inconsequential. Rather, the mannerisms of her Servant, and especially the way she spoke those final words, were more than enough to nearly reinstate the fear of God into the Knight Captain. Her Servant seemed eerie, but this was...definitely different than what she was expecting to come from the small green haired Caster. In other words, Kamila needed to be more careful when addressing them. [color=E786FF][i]Apologies, Caster. I’ll refrain from doing it again.[/i][/color] Hopefully something short and sweet was enough. Once she had regained herself, Kamila began her talks with the Familiar. [hr] The terms of their agreement were simple. The exchanging of names and a general pact to not kill each other early on, with fine print such as “please don’t hurt random people.” It was really the most basic of agreements, but that was enough for them. With the most basic of details hashed out, Kamila said farewell, and returned to her car and Servant. [color=E786FF]“I hope you’re fine with the arrangement. I don’t see the need to make her an active enemy this early. My first priority will be the actual threats to the citizens of Vegas.”[/color] Once she had returned to the driver’s seat, she took a small moment to stretch. It had been a stressful day, but she could see the impending stress that the rest of the night would surely hold. And, of course, the moment you speak of a devil… An alert from her PDA went off. It was a new model, it was a better deal than a Cell Phone. Imagine actually having to pay for minutes when someone can just send you an email on a PDA? Her model even got the news! Truly, the PDA was superior to the cell phone, something that would eventually fade away as PDA technology got better. The alert was from the local Priest of the Central Christian Church. Despite her being a participant and not technically on a church affiliated mission, it should have been no surprise that she was going to be updated by them. After all, to the Church, even someone from another denomination was better than a magus. The Downtown Police Station was raided, people were missing, and the cameras were destroyed. While this, in theory, could have been anyone, considering they actually succeeded, it was highly likely that it was done by a Magus or a Dead Apostle. The connectedness of police precincts within the City meant that what happened here would have been picked up on fairly easily. Especially considering how interconnected they are in the heart of big cities, where precincts can be as small as a few blocks. While those taken were prisoners, that didn’t mean it was excusable, to Kamila at least. The dead were not to decide whether the living were worthy of death or not. While the Church itself didn’t have the [i]Casus Belli[/i] to put a hit on the person who did it, Kamila was acting as an independent agent after all. In the end, it meant that this attack was now Kamila’s business. And, of course, this was absolutely not the business she really enjoyed being in. [color=E786FF]“Caster, I think I found out what we’re going to do tonight. It seems that someone attacked a police department in Downtown. I’ll need your help tracking them down, but I have a feeling you already have the general location of half the magi in the city by now.”[/color] Once her Servant was alerted, Kamila turned on the ignition, and floored it. [color=E786FF][h3][Bellagio Fountain, The Strip] -> [Charleston Street, Sunrise][/h3][/color] [hr] [center][color=E786FF][h3][Charleston Street, Sunrise, Las Vegas][/h3][/color][/center] Speeding was illegal, but considering the current shortage of Police, Kamila was fairly confident that she could speed her way over to where Caster was describing. Another glorious benefit to the PDA was the built in GPS, which was much less effective than Caster, but it at least gave her suitable roads to drive on. Scrying in a modern world could only bring you so far, as they normally didn’t include roads. [color=E786FF]“So, do you think this will turn into a speeding car chase? I mean, I’d rather deal with them on foot... but it would be kind of cool being in one, right? I guess it would endanger the public too much...”[/color] One day she’d be able to reenact Tokyo Drift. One day. Until that day, she would look around for those who would dare harm the innocent people of the City of Sin [@Reflection][@Scallop][@Mr President][@KatKook]