<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Caster McFarlane</span><br/><strong>Where:McFarlane Estate</strong><br/><strong>With:Assassin</strong><br/><strong>When:Late night</strong><br/>"Maps, that's what I forgot. I'll be right back then," Archer says, oblivious to Assassin's plans for her room.  She hurriedly departs further into the estate, as if eager to be away from the servant.<br/><br/>A short while later, Caster appears in the doorway. He begins to stride into the room, but stops suddenly, fortunately for him, before he trips over an assortment of various things Assassin has been reorganizing.  "Ah, already hard at work remodeling the room. By all means, organize it however best suits your needs," he says with a warm smile.<br/>Caster closes his eyes for a moment, as if to collect himself before opening them again.  "There, I should have no trouble getting around for now." He calmly navigates his way around the things and looks out the window.  "It sounds like it's raining outside," he comments thoughtfully.  The silence drags on for a moment, before he turns around and faces his servant. " I imagine you have questions for me. Shall we talk while we reorganize?"<br/>--------------------------------<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Brianna McLeod</span><br/><strong>Where:Bedroom</strong><br/><strong>With:Lancer</strong><br/><strong>When: morning</strong><br/>The night passes without incident. The morning however is a different matter.  As the sun rises and warms the land, mist rises from the ground, blanketing the area in a thick fog.  A look out the window reveals that visibility has been greatly reduced, so much so that it is nearly impossible to see the ground from your second story vantage point. As the fog gets thicker, the sounds of the city become more dulled and muffled, as if from far away.  Brianna jolts upright, holding her right hand. The seals on it appear to be throbbing. "I can feel another master nearby. Lancer, what do we do?!" Just then, several heavy knocks sound from the front door.<br/>---------------------------------<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Izzy</span><br/><strong>Where: Shack</strong><br/><strong>With:Zane,Driver</strong><br/>Izzy quickly finishes putting her things away as well, though she keeps her umbrella on hand. She opens the bottom drawer of the dresser and starts pulling out various materials. "Okay, we're going to need these to complete the ritual," she says over her shoulder. "Something you should know about this place, it isn't magically extended.  This is the actual interior of the building.  The bounded field created by my cousin masks the appearance of this building. Furthermore, as you probably noticed when we arrived, the field makes people unconsciously focus their attention on other things. Ordinary people will find themselves preoccupied if they try to look at it, and quickly forget about it as they look away. A trained magus, however, would be able to resist that affect, and would instead see the projected image of an abandoned shack. Luckily, we can reinforce the field and make it harder to detect, but we'll have to be careful of how we do it. But we'll worry about that after summoning your servant." She finishes gathering the materials and starts handing some of them to Zane.<br/>-------------------------------------<br/><strong>Where: Outside Ryuuji's apartment</strong><br/><strong>When: Morning</strong><br/>As the Master/Servant pair exit the apartment, the air that meets them is cool and crisp.  The sky is characteristically cloudy, and the city is once again coming to life. A couple of apartments down, a couple of kids are already out and about, playing games with one another. Aside from the sirens earlier in the day, it's looking like it's going to be a peaceful Sunday morning in Dublin.