Darryl
What the hell? Darryl frowned.
Hold up, Caster. Looks like he's not gonna be as talkative as we thought. Maybe we can still get some answers from him if we try to-But he was already gone, leaving more than six Masters and Servants in a small, enclosed space together.
"Well that explained absolutely nothing," Darryl grumbled.
Figuring he and Caster were free to go, he grabbed his belongings and wrapped the red tie of his student uniform tightly around his lacerated hand. On a whim, he decided to take Caster's advice about ascertaining her identity with clairvoyance, and opened a channel with her. They didn't seem to be in any immediate danger here, and if they were it'd be nice to know what he had to work with.
He let the entirety of her being into his mind, and what he saw was...
Darryl flinched, momentarily taken aback by the information he'd received from her. Stats, abilities, height, weight. He knew it all now, even her identity.
He took a deep breath.
"Well, not that it hasn't been fun being kidnapped and extorted for blood with you all, but I think I'm gonna call it a night. Anyone who wants to follow me home so they can get a cheap-shot in while my back is turned is welcome to try. Everyone else, I look forward to seeing you on the battlefield tomorrow. Good night, and good luck.
Trust me, you're gonnna need it."He said the last part under his breath as he walked out with Caster.
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Lancer
At Lee's suggestion, Lancer took a look around the room at the other Masters and Servants. She put a finger on her chin, and cocked her hand on her hip.
"Hmmm... I dunno, the tension in this room is really harshing my mellow, man. Even if I was in the mood just after being summoned, I don't think anyone here would want to. I mean I'd ask the scary lookin' onee-san that just left but she's super-scary. I'm not into bandages girl over there and Archer looks like she'd rather get inside me in a way that'd really, really hurt."
Her eyes fell on Saber. "Well hello~"
With a sudden, crazy burst of speed, perhaps something greater if even the mighty Saber class was not able to follow it, Lancer appeared behind the tiny knight in shining armor before anyone realized she had even moved. She wrapped her arms around her.
"Well aren't you just the cutest thing!" she exclaimed. "You're exactly my type! You wanna join me and my Master for a little fun before the War starts?"
One hand began carressing Saber's cheek while the other furiously worked to undo the clasps that held her armor together, like she was unhooking a heavy metal bra.
"So, what do you say Master?" Lancer asked while she worked. "Are you into the goth-loli type or do you prefer a girl with a bigger chest like me?"
Fish of Oblivion