[center][h1][color=FF1493]Izumi Yamamoto[/color][/h1]

[i][h3]Farmland Area, Fork in the Road[/h3][/i][/center]

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Well, Rider had just gotten a nice change of wardrobe! Very nice. It was at least one step in all of this, considering what her servant had to do to get to full power. Hmm. But this at least solved the first problem, and made him more usable to boot. If nothing else, having some kind of allies in all of this would be better than not. Better than getting shot in the face on first contact at least. 

On the other hand, the master of Oda Nobunaga was not someone that seemed to be rather...acclimated? Acclimated. Not that she wasn't having to take this all in, but when it came to magecraft she was used to seeing oddities. Well, odd things kinda sorta like this. Maybe...ah, perhaps she shouldn't ponder on that too much. 

[color=F1493]"I mean, you summoned quite the pick for someone who doesn't seem so acclimated to things like this, very tatcial,"[/color] the gun-toting girl said to Haru, giving a wink and putting her own arms behind her head in a causal manner, [color=FF1493]"But don't worry! If you need someone to walk ya' through the magecraft-y stuff, there's me too! And don't forget Rider here, he's got quite the punch once he gets rolling!"[/color] 

She was confident in that much, though her gut feeling about Haru seemed to persist regardless. The woman didn't seem much on first impression, but maybe she just needed someone to show her the ropes? Like basics or something. Something like that. Probably would have time to talk about it later, though, given what was going on right now. 

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[center][h1][color=c2b280]Minamoto no Tametomo[/color][/h1][/center]

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...Canceling the sound, eh? He couldn't hear a thing about them, but he still had his eyes on the situation without a doubt. Wasn't much of a surprise though. A musician was a musician, just like an oni was an oni. But that made it all the more exciting and challenging. However, he'd have to change things up a little bit in order to keep up with what was going on.

[color=c2b280][i]'If our opponent wants to strike up a tune to cut past the illusions, then let's give them a performance to match!'[/i][/color]

As the Archer communicated to his masters, a certain glee tinting his tone somewhat as he made his move. The Saber before him charged forward at him again with another attack seemingly ready, but the Archer-class servant already had another attack and move readied. Leaping back off of the light-pole once more, as he'd done the first time, the servant made it seem as if he was leaping back to the next pole in turn.

[color=c2b280][i]'Wait for it...wait for it...now!'[/i][/color]

This time the bowman unleashed three arrows at the same time at his opponent, timed to almost the moment he would have 'landed' on the next lamp post. Yet rather than land, he would ultimately narrowly overshoot the lamp post on purpose this time. A feint, in other words, timed to try to catch his opponent by surprise by barely overshooting the lamp post and unleashing an attack at an odd time. Even so, the servant would already be preparing his next shot by the time he would land on the ground a ways beyond the lamp post he had made it seem he was moving to.