[h3][b]Tohsaka Kyoko
Miyama District, Tohsaka Residence[/b][/h3]


There was a brief hint of discomfort in her expression as she laid down the final piece that would complete the table arrangement. 

Rather than being dissatisfied with the result, it appeared as such there were other thoughts which kept her mind busy besides simple decoration. Even so, it was a momentary showcase of emotion and weakness that was promptly buried under the facade of a grand aristocrat. That day was a day not to mourn, but to celebrate, and she wouldn't allow any outside interference to get in the way of that. For Kyoko, the Prime Holy Grail War was much more than another chance to claim a path to the root, it was an opportunity to redeem the name the three founding families, which had been sullied the moment their secret spread worldwide. 

Of course, this would be a death-match with only one winner, the outcome could not be changed. However, to jump at each other's throats mindlessly would be equal to falling prey to the mistakes of the past. Following that mentality, the Tohsaka had invoked an old, unspoken rule forged by their ancestors: In order to ensure that the cup is claimed by either the Einzbern, the Matou or the Tohsaka, and does not fall into the hands of an outsider, a truce would be established. To discuss the terms of said truce, Kyoko had invited them to her very own mansion, a banquet ready to accommodate her guests.

[color=fff200][i]"Lancer... What do you think?"[/i][/color]

Glancing over her shoulder, Kyoko addressed her companion for this Holy Grail War, her Servant. But in this case, it would seem she was not asking 'Lancer, the heroic spirit', but rather 'Lancer, the woman'. That was part of the reason why the heir wanted the opinion of only one of them. Her eyes pointed back at the large table where some food had been served, with more to come should  the event prove a success. Overall, the preparations had been a team effort between them, a mixture of two styles blended together. In looks alone, it was a feast worthy of a god.

[color=fff200][i]"Good work."[/i][/color] She nodded, satisfied. [color=fff200][i]"... I feel like I have learned a few things, as well."[/i]  [/color]

Much like the way the blonde mage handled political affairs, it was a top priority for her to keep her Servant in good graces. It wouldn't be a complete lie to affirm that she still saw them as a means to an end... But they were more than mere tools. They were allies so there was no reason to go out of her way to demerit them. Besides, she was a woman of word who always respected the words carved in each contract. 

[color=fff200][i]"As promised, We'll go hunting tonight. I expect you can show me your full strength then."[/i][/color]

[@Cu Chulainn][@Turboshitter][@SSW]