Rien sitting underneath a shaded platform chuckled to herself, she had done it. She had successfully summoned a Servant in this "Holy Grail War". It was hard for her not to break out in an uncontrollable laughter at the thought of the hilarious faces the Magi at the Clock Tower back in England would make if they knew that a new mage that snuck into their facility had gained so much power by a basic summoning ritual. A snicker escaped her lips, they'd have to know she was there first. Honestly, they were all so stupid, even more so that it's the Mage Association's head quarters. A girl posing as a student is just to easy of a part to play, they needed to up their frickin game, it's to boring otherwise.<br/><br/>The breeze blowing felt nice, she like the feeling of the wind on her thighs that lightly touched between her black high-waisted shorts and knee-high boots. She was also wearing a nicely fitting teal tank top with small matching black bow on the top of the neckline. It was going to be a long trip after all, her and Rider had already traveled from London to Paris by car, which was more than a little annoying. But she wanted a new wardrobe and where else to get the best clothes than Paris? Besides she needed to get some more fitting clothes for her new companion anyway, can't be walking around the fashion capital of the world looking like a rag tagged pirate. Way to tacky for anyone's modern tastes. Rien looked down at her Barcelona pamphlet holding her train ticket, "Only a little longer to wait before it gets here." She could relax and chill on a nice calming train ride instead of a bumpy drawn out cramped car ride.<br/><br/>Rien smiled, "Bet cha nevah been on a train ride before have you," she asks with a light French accent to her new found companion sitting a decent amount of distance next to her.