[b]Daniel[/b]

Surprise. Pride in his Servant’s abilities. And finally, a feeling of frustrating weakness due to how Autocylus had shown him more of his blind spots. Then a realization: His acting like he was the greatest thing since sliced bread had alienated two of his Servants (although with Don Juan, he at least had the excuse that the Saber would have destroyed his family life), and if not for Charlotte liking his Alchemic Blaster’s effects, Daniel might have alienated his fellow Master as well. This was bad, real bad. If he didn’t shape up soon, he’d doom Human History to destruction and collapse.

Now to run back to the cafeteria - If Daniel ate fast, he’d be able to fill his stomach with something actually good before he and Charlotte went to Rayshift. Then he remembered that he needed Auto and Don Juan, along with Crazy Horse, with him when it was time to travel through history. He decided to contact the last Servant, hoping that his tone was much more humble from now on, [i]Rider, would you mind coming to where I am so we can have a quick meal before the mission? Saber and Assassin will join us later - Despite strained relations between us, I don’t think they’d like Raphael to lock them up in a closet, which yes, was actually said by the guy.[/i]

Either way, if Daniel managed to get to the cafeteria long enough for a quick meal, he’d ask for a Gyro from the Chefs, and eat it as quickly as he could without wasting a single piece of ground meat - He had it drilled into his head from the age of six that wasting food was bad. He also asked for a wheatgrass shake for additional nutrition. Nevertheless, he said to Charlotte should they meet, “Sorry for being late, I and Auto had to talk about how I can protect myself from other Assassins in the mission.”

This time, he closed off his connection to his other servants so that he can privately think, [i]And by ‘how I can protect myself’, he reminded me that he himself could have slit my throat at any time because of my naivete and my over-optimism. Oh, my God, oh, my God, I really made bad choices at the beginning![/i]

Either way, if he had one hour left, he’d take a full thirty minutes to calm down, breathing in and out as he waited for his Servants - Or at least Crazy Horse - to arrive. Will they come? Will they publicly disobey? Were they even aware that Raphael will lock them up if they fail to show up? Hopefully, the call for adventure will be enough to get them to come, even if they won’t necessarily obey him. Either way, he’d message Don Juan and Autocylus one more time, saying, [i]Saber, Assassin, I would like to have you know that Raphael will lock you two up in a closet - With each other - If you two don’t come with me and Crazy Horse.[/i]

Then a thought, [i]Fair warning, by the way, Chaldea may provide you with prana instead of me - Unless I am misremembering - but they will still be outraged if we fail to coordinate in the mission, especially if I die and their ‘investment’ in raising me dies with it.[/i] 

Cutting off the link as he walked towards the Rayshift Room, Daniel then began thinking up solutions to his present predicament. [i]A Ruler-class Servant can give me extra Command Spells, and also the capability to keep the others in line with the right Noble Phantasms. And I know what my own [b]Imperial[/b] bloodline can help me summon.[/i]

Yes, if he survived long enough to summon [i]Constantine the Great[/i], that might solve his problems with Don Juan and Autocylus. But he wasn’t so blind that he needed to improve his own personal capabilities as well, because if he didn’t, then he’d just be relying on ‘miracle solutions’ without making himself better...