[h2][center]Uehara Mitsuki[/center][/h2]
"Well, I'm not sure if something like that would count as having a way with words," Mitsuki responded, shrugging he shoulders as he thanked Archer for the drinks she had purchased for the three of them. Given that he had forgotten to get one back at the pizzeria, this was greatly appreciated.

"In any case... While I do think that a little exercise now and then is fine, [i]ten[/i] miles is a bit more than a [i]warmup[/i], isn't it?" he followed, turning expectantly towards the Berserker in question with a bit of disapproval before looking back at the woman on the bench. "I'm more surprised you weren't more vocal in trying to stop her, though; actually, it might be a bit more impressive that you decided to go along with the run despite knowing it'd be ten miles and not just tapping out..."

Of course, the admission that the alternative was watching cooking shows wasn't much better, but it wasn't like he was in any place to judge how people spent their days off. There were probably better things to do than spend the day watching TV, in his eyes, but even if they were dragged along for the ride...

"Actually, now I'm curious; how close to that goal were you? It'd probably work as something as a baseline for the future so you don't end up this winded again..."

[@KoL][@RolePlayerRoxas][@Raineh Daze]

[h2][center]Alter Ego — Meltryllis[/center][/h2]
The Alter Ego simply responded with a noncommittal shrug as her Master asked for clarification on her comment. Really, it didn't matter [i]how[/i] she took it; compliment or not, her opinion wouldn't change. There was most definitely something that irritated Meltryllis on a deeper level about seeing the other pair together, carefree as they were, and given the Saber's reaction, it was almost certain that the feeling was mutual.

Of course, there was a part of her that wanted to take a jab at the duo that had caught her ire, and given the situation...

Actually, that didn't seem like it was that bad of an idea, once she considered it for a moment.

"Oh, it's nothing, really; I'm simply of the opinion that you'd actually be able to keep up with me if you tried, if only barely. If you think about it, a Master who isn't a sitting duck is far more preferable to one who is, even if I do have qualms about your brashness," she responded, just loud enough to catch the attention of the two being rushed away from them. "Of course, that means trimming a bit of excess fat once that arm of yours heals, but given how much I feel we'll be moving about this city, I don't suppose that'll be too much of a problem."

It was probably a bit too obvious, but given how little that fox tried to think on a daily basis (at least, from her perspective), something this low was necessary to get a rise out of her. It could just as easily fly over their heads, of course, but that wouldn't do anyone any favors at this point.

[@VitaVitaAR][@Pyromania99][@Rune_Alchemist]

[h3][center]Burger Wham[/center][/h3]
The sudden gust of wind in the face of the would-be abductor caused them to pause for a moment, and though they were still quite invisible to the usual bystander, their body was most certainly still corporeal. The faded outline could still be made out off to the side of the crowded street, away from where the people walked to and fro in front of the fast food's entrance, one arm carrying what appeared to be the child in question while the other held their arm against the wind. Of course, the wind had the added effect of causing a few others to be stalled by its sudden appearance, which made more that a few pause in mild confusion with regards to what had happened in the first place.

Of course, the kidnapper would only be deterred for so long, and pushing against the wind, they forced their way through (pushing more than a few of the stalled pedestrians aside in the process) as they slipped into a nearby alleyway. It would be harder to make them out in the darkness, after all, and by now there was the distinct possibility that they had slipped up in their execution and that someone was already onto them...

[@VitaVitaAR][@RolePlayerRoxas][@Raineh Daze]

[h3][center]Jewelry Store[/center][/h3]
Though one of the Shadow Servants had been summarily routed, the other was still functional (though apparently wounded, given how much damage had been done to what it had crashed into)—or, at the very least, functional enough to get back up after taking the blow. There was no way to actually make sense of what injuries it had proper, given the way it looked, but the fact that it was able to take up a battle stance despite that meant that it still had more than enough energy left in it to follow through.

Rather than follow through with the folly of the other Shadow Servant that had fallen, though, this one wasted no time in shifting its attention towards the girl who was left slack-jawed at her Servant's performance. The people on the floor were of minimal issue, but the main goal of the Shadow Servant was to act as a diversion. That much, at least, was obvious.

As the thieves quickly funneled out of the back door, the Shadow Servant kicked itself off the ground, barreling towards the redheaded girl without any regard for its own safety, sword at the ready.

[@Rin][@VitaVitaAR]