[h1]Master of Red - Rumi Fujou[/h1]

Rumi returned Assassin's smile as she made her offer. A coffee shop, hmm? Well, she supposed even Servants could tire of simply waiting and preparing all the time. Plus, it would be good to get a sense of what her Servant could really do firsthand. Yes, she supposed there were certainly risks involved with leaving their base for a simple cappuccino, but the positives were clear as well. 

Certainly, they were taking a risk of exposing themselves, but so was any Servant or Master of the Blue team that came gunning for them, let alone knew who they were already. So long as Assassin employed discretion, (which would be insane if she didn't, considering her class) there would be little chance of discovery. And it wouldn't quite do to anger or disappoint her own Servant. Rumi only had three Command Seals, after all, and she needed to sleep some time. Best to keep herself in the literal stealthy killer's good graces. That, and there was one other pressing reason why she was inclined to accepted Hanzo's offer...

"But of course. The coffee the hotel provides us is terrible. I despise instant brews. Lead the way, Assassin."

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[h1]Rider of Red - Cao Cao[/h1]

Cao Cao turned as he was spoken to, raising an eye at his newfound companion. Berserker, was it? One of those..."Christians" at that, if his murmurings about God were to tell. What an odd belief system, but apparently it and those related to it comprised of the majority of world religion. How curious. 

"Yes," He replied finally, nodding to the long-haired man. "There is always a risk of looking down from above, exposing yourself to all the world." Rider chuckled briefly. "Were I alive, I'd likely feel the need to relieve myself right over the edge, simply to amuse myself. Doing so atop cliffs always was good for a cheap laugh back in the day." 

The idea of allying himself with an utter madman as the Berserker class dictated left a sour taste in Cao Cao's mouth, but Berserker seemed more or less...alright without the influence of Mad Enhancement. Rough around the edges and wild, certainly, but some of his greatest generals during his lifetime had been that way. Xu Chu, Dian Wei...

A frown passed briefly across Cao Cao's face before disappearing just as quickly as it came. There were more important matters at hand than wallowing over his mistakes. Such as understanding those he would fight alongside better. He was no unchallenged leader of this coalition. Not yet, at least. But he would play his part for now. Until his worth and suitability was recognized by the others.

"Tell me, Berserker." Rider finally spoke, turning to his fellow Servant. "What makes you a madman? Devotion to your God? The Grail imparted knowledge of your...Christianity, but I find that knowing is not the same as understanding. Your faith never reached my land during my lifetime, but from what I have gleaned, your heavens disapprove of violence and murder, yes? Why join this war?"