Undercover:<br/>Lancer escorts you downstairs, carrying your assorted stuff all packed.  After checking out, He leads you outside through the doorway.  "You wanted to go to the church. According to the map, we need to head west along the highway.  It's only a few blocks from here, but I'd rather not stay out in the open."<br/>----------------------------<br/>Ninja:<br/>Caster yawns as well. "Good night. I'll see you in the morning then."<br/>He turns around and climbs up the stairs to his room.<br/><br/>----------------------------------<br/>Cmpuncle:<br/>Berserkers smile hasn't vanished yet. She inclines her head towards Izzy to answer her questions first before answering yours. "The requirement to be a berserker is that one must have gone insane at one point in their life. There was a time, long ago..." her expression seems a little bit amused, as she considers what she just said.  "Anyway, there was a time during my life where I went crazy with bloodlust, attacking anything and everything around me indiscriminately.  It's....not something I'm proud of. But like you and my master, I've learned to control that bloodlust, though in battle a good portion of my insanity returns. I would advise you to NOT assist me in battle. As for my name, I doubt you would have heard of my name specifically.  Unlike most servants, my name isn't famous. WHAT I am is much more recognizable than WHO I am. That's why it's safe for me to reveal my name, because it reveals nothing about me, though in retrospect I probably shouldn't have told you that either. Oh well."<br/>She stretches out, inadvertently showing off some of the well defined muscles of her torso and arms. They are just well defined enough to add to her beauty rather than subtract from it.<br/>"As for your question master, the answer is a little bit of both.  As a creature of the night, I'm naturally more powerful when the moon is full.  However, because you also derive power on moonlit nights, I expect  I'll get a boost from you as well. "<br/>Suddenly the peace and quiet of the morning is interrupted by the sound of an explosion nearby.  Because of the way it reverberates around the buildings, you can't quite locate its source.<br/>"Archer." Izzy states.<br/>-------------------------------------<br/>???:<br/>The Archer in question is leaning against the back wall of the room he's been summoned in. His clear green eyes survey the surroundings and settle upon a woman who smiles back at him. "Greetings Archer. My name is..."<br/>----------------------------<br/>???:<br/>"What's wrong with her," a frantic man asks the doctor in the secluded privacy room.<br/>"Nothing life-threatening...in fact, she can probably go now. it's just that there's something.....unusual with your newborn daughter."<br/>The mans eyes widen, "w-what is it?"<br/>The doctor sighs, "take a look at this." He hands him a photograph of his newborn daughter.<br/>The man gasps as he looks at his daughters arm.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>